didn't bother to pay attention to Lu Weihan's thoughts at this time, Yang Ning simply sealed his mouth with mana, so that he couldn't make a sound, and used the Mixed Yuan Spirit Devouring Technique to devour the holy power in his body.

With Yang Ning's current half-saint level cultivation, Lu Weihan's peak strength was not nine out of ten, and Yang Ning's Mixed Yuan Soul Swallowing Technique started at full speed, and it took an hour to devour the holy power in Lu Weihan's body. It can be seen that Lu Weihan, who is also a first-level saint, is many times stronger than the blood saint power of the Hanging Coffin Hell.

After devouring Lu Weihan's holy power, Yang Ning had time for a long time to reluctantly refine these majestic energies. However, even so, the cultivation realm that faintly touched the bottleneck was still lacking and failed to break through.

With the high-level venerable beast of 'Golden Weasel', there is no need to bother with such things as destroying corpses and destroying traces, and not only that, but it can also greatly improve the strength of this venerable beast.

Although the refining speed of the 'Golden Devouring Weasel' could not be compared to Yang Ning, after half a day, it also turned Lu Weihan into a ball of energy that could increase its strength, and it also broke through the original realm and reached a half-step holy beast. If it waits for all the energy in its body to refine, it is estimated that it can reach the peak of the half-step holy beast, and it will have a chance to hit the level of the holy beast.

"Whew. Little Kim, go, next! ”

After refining the devoured energy, Yang Ning let out a long breath of turbid air, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he said in a cold voice.

Feng Shui takes turns, and some time ago, these five people were driven around the world like dogs, and now they have all been hit hard, and it's time to come back. Moreover, Yang Ning was very confident that as long as he devoured and refined the remaining holy power of a saint, he would definitely be able to break through the existing realm and reach the holy level, and at that time, even if he met a fifth-level saint, Yang Ning would be sure that he would be able to retreat with his whole body, and he would not be so embarrassed as he is now.

"Whew!"

Hearing Yang Ning's command, the 'Golden Devouring Weasel' also let out a low roar excitedly, it was also the same as Yang Ning, if it was allowed to devour a Holy Beast, it would definitely be able to break through and become a Holy Beast in a very short time.

According to Fei Xuanxiong's seriously injured body, at most, he had to stop healing if he ran wild for about a hundred miles. In half a day, he could only walk about 150 miles at most.

Now that Yang Ning has refined Lu Weihan's holy power, his strength has improved, and his body speed is a little faster than half a day ago.

Two quarters of an hour later, Yang Ning and their figures appeared at the path that Fei Xuanxiong had passed when he fled. On the ground, the pitch-black soil is blooming with freshly colored plum blossoms, and the bright red blood stains have not yet dried up.

Chasing forward along the bloodstains, chasing out about sixty or seventy miles, the bloodstains on the ground gradually became less and disappeared, and the traces left behind gradually became lighter, presumably Fei Xuanxiong must have breathed a sigh of relief in the process of escaping, swallowed some pills, suppressed the injury, and barely recovered some strength.

After chasing for nearly twenty miles, there were fewer and fewer traces left along the way. However, under the nose of Yang Ning, who is experienced in hunting, and under the careful observation of the 'Golden Weasel', Fei Xuanxiong's traces were still checked.

After continuing to track for thirty miles, they had already chased more than a hundred miles away.

Suddenly, the 'Golden Weasel' gently tugged at the tip of Yang Ning's hair, pointed forward with its little paws, and signaled Yang Ning that less than ten miles away, there was a figure lurking.

Yang Ning grinned, hey, I found you!

However, this Fei Xuanxiong was really able to escape, and it only took half a day to drag his seriously injured body to escape more than 100 miles away, and his strength was really stronger than Lu Weihan.

Ten miles away, less than a pillar of incense, Yang Ning and they were already lurking and approaching.

Fei Xuanxiong was in a very bad state at this time, he was continuously attacked by the giant claws and terrifying sound waves, his body was covered with bloodstains, his clothes hung in the east and fell off in the west, tattered, his cloak was scattered, and the blood stains flowing out of the seven orifices were not completely wiped clean, and the whole person looked embarrassed and hideous.

At this moment, he was leaning against a towering tree with three people hugging him, panting rapidly, and his breath was very sluggish. With some difficulty, he sat cross-legged under the tree, took out a white elixir the size of a dragon's eye, and tilted his head to swallow it.

This should be a high-grade elixir that can quickly restore the holy power, cup of tea, Fei Xuanxiong's floating chaotic aura slowly calmed down, and a trace of powerful spiritual energy fluctuations emanated from his body. It turned out that he had lost a lot of blood, his slightly pale face gradually returned to his normal color, and his breathing became slender and steady.

If there is no interference, it is estimated that in less than two hours, Fei Xuanxiong's strength will be at least partially restored.

However, it backfired!

At the moment when he was silent, immersed in refining the elixir and quickly recovering his holy power, a palpitation that made his hairs stand on end felt leisurely.

The horror of the moment made Fei Xuanxiong's eyes widen instantly. I saw several withered brown vines of the same color as the towering trunk of the tree, silently and ghostly suddenly growing out of the trunk, like the arms of a living being, bound towards him; A palm full of strong suction suddenly appeared in front of him, less than an inch from his chest; Two claws that shimmered with silver light slashed down on his shoulders like lightning.

This seems like a deadly game!

"Ahh

Fei Xuanxiong roared wildly, and the part of the holy power that had just recovered erupted wildly, and the brilliant pale golden light was dazzling, instantly shattering the vines that had been bundled over; The body fell to the right, and the left palm slapped hard against the towering trunk, like an arrow off the string; At the same time as the shooting, with the inertia of flying out, the tip of the right foot was picked up on the wrist that suddenly appeared; Avoid the claws that slashed at his shoulders.

"It's you!"

Three zhang away, Fei Xuanxiong, who was standing firmly, fixed his eyes and was shocked to find that it was Yang Ning, who had been chased and killed by them for more than half a month.

"That's right! That's right, it's me. I don't have the slightest grudge against you, I haven't even met in person, you didn't say a word and directly attacked me, and the five great sages who have no shame, two half-step sages chased and killed me together. Now Feng Shui is turning, and I have come to you for revenge. ”

"Little Kim, up. Kill this shameless wretch! ”

Yang Ning and the 'Golden Weasel' were on the left and right, with a cold light flashing in their eyes, and they went towards Fei Xuanxiong to besiege him.

A series of afterimages were left in the air, and the golden light suddenly appeared, Yang Ning's figure swept out in the blink of an eye, and a golden dragon formed by mana hovered over the fist, glowing with golden light, instantly hit Fei Xuanxiong's chest less than an inch, and the majestic spiritual energy squeezed out a concave fist mark from the air around him.

"Humph!"

Fei Xuanxiong pursed his lips and snorted coldly, and a pale golden light curtain appeared in front of him. The right palm swept forward, and a light palm that emitted strong energy slapped horizontally towards Yang Ning, who was close to him.

"Bang"

The golden dragon fist spiritual energy poured out, and it bombarded the light curtain heavily, and a loud thunderous sound sounded. A circle of furious spiritual energy swept in all directions like water streaks, and all kinds of shrubs were cut off as if they had been slashed by a knife.

Although the light curtain is only a thin layer, it is very tough, under the fierce bombardment of the dragon fist, although there is a serious distortion, the light curtain is also full of cracks, but it is not broken.

"Pong"

While Fei Xuanxiong resisted Yang Ning's punch, the palm prints he threw out also shot Yang Ning's body. But in the next second, his pupils contracted suddenly, and the palm print smashed Yang Ning's body at once, but there was no blood splashed, admittedly, what he shot was only Yang Ning's afterimage.

"Damn!"

"Bang, bang, bang......"

At this moment, before Fei Xuanxiong could curse, golden rays flew in front of him, his body trembled violently, and a stream of majestic spiritual energy greeted him fiercely.