A black-robed figure rushed out of the Dijun Temple in embarrassment, but behind him was Mu Yu, Yang Cake, and Li Haoya. Because of the suppression of the idol, the black-robed man could not fully exert his strength at all, and could only watch himself being injured by Mu Yu and them, and in desperation, he could only try his best to escape from the terrifying temple.

However, after leaving the temple, things didn't get any better. The three people who originally joined forces became vulnerable in front of the black-robed man. Their attacks, in front of the black-robed man, were like mosquitoes tickling, and they couldn't cause substantial harm at all. With a wave of the black-robed man's long arm, a powerful force directly knocked the three of them back, leaving them embarrassed.

The black-robed man's eyes showed a cold light, and he instantly adjusted his state and prepared to face the battle. His powerful strength and terrifying methods made Mu Yu and the three of them feel unprecedented pressure. They understood that if they didn't join forces, they would not be able to resist the attack of this black-robed man.

So, the three of them made a decision in an instant. They all launched an attack on the black-robed man, and they cooperated tacitly, as if they had practiced a thousand times. However, even so, they still couldn't shake the black-robed man in the slightest. The black-robed man was like a rock, steadily blocking the attacks of the three of them, and even had the strength to counterattack.

The figure of the black-robed man loomed like a ghost, mysterious and terrifying. Mu Yu Yang Cake and Li Haoya couldn't help but retreat as they watched this black-robed man become so powerful in an instant after he walked out of the temple.

There was a powerful aura around the black-robed man, as if he was an emperor in the dark, which was daunting. Every wave of his movement brought a gust of wind, and even the dust in the distance was rolled up, forming a small whirlwind.

Mu Yuyang Cake and Li Haoya glanced at each other, and saw fear and helplessness in each other's eyes. They knew that this black-robed man was by no means an easy person, and that his strength was beyond their imagination. Now, they had no choice but to retreat into the temple and look for an opportunity to fight again.

The two of them no longer hesitated, and quickly turned around and ran towards the temple. Their footsteps left a deep mark on the sand, as if to tell the panic and uneasiness in their hearts. And the black-robed man just looked at their backs coldly, didn't chase after them, didn't make any other movements, just stood quietly in place.

The moment they jumped over the temple gate, they couldn't help but glance back. I saw that the black-robed man was still standing in place.

"It's not the way to go." Mu Yu, Yang Cake, and Li Haoya glanced at each other, and they all saw the determination in each other's eyes. They knew that they had to find a way to break through, otherwise no one would be able to escape.

"Let's run in three ways." Mu Yu Yang Cake proposed. It's a risky decision, but it's also their only way out at the moment.

Li Haoya nodded, he grabbed Mu Yuyang's hand and said, "No matter what, we have to give it a try." Whoever is chased is unlucky, but at least one person can escape. ”

As soon as their words fell, the black-robed man was already approaching. The three of them immediately separated and ran in three directions. The black-robed man didn't seem to expect them to do this, and hesitated for a while. However, they quickly adjusted their tactics and began to pursue.

Mu Yu Yang Cake ran fast, and her heart beat like a drum. She made her way through the corridors, jumping over traps and trying to shake off the black-robed man behind her. She knew that just being caught up could mean death. She didn't stop, and she knew it was her only chance.

Li Haoya also ran desperately, his heart seemed to jump out of his chest. There was only darkness in front of him, but he didn't dare to stop. He heard footsteps getting closer behind him, and he knew that he couldn't be caught.

Yang Cake, on the other hand, ran towards the depths of the temple, his heartbeat echoing in his ears like thunder. He knew he couldn't stop and could get caught if he did. He ran desperately forward, hoping that there would be a way out ahead.

The three of them fled separately in the temple, and the black-robed man chased after them.

Mu Yu and Yang Cake and Li Haoya ran away in the woods in a panic. Behind them, a black-robed figure approached step by step, like a cold arrow shot in the dark, with a clear goal, directly aimed at Mu Yu.

In the night, the figures of Mu Yu and Li Haoya shuttled between the trees, leaving a series of footsteps quickly and messily. It's like they're playing a game of life and death, always vigilant and nervous. And the black-robed man, like a cheetah in the dark, stared at Mu Yu tightly, with a cold and cunning light flashing in his eyes. His speed was extremely fast, and he caught up with Mu Yu almost instantly.

"Run!" Li Haoya shouted loudly, his voice echoing in the night sky. He grabbed Mu Yu's hand and led him to the deeper forest. The sound of their footsteps echoed through the forest at night, like a music of despair.

However, no matter how they ran, the black-robed man always followed behind Mu Yu. Like a ghost, he ignores the complex terrain of the forest and untirelessly chases after the shepherds. His gaze locked on Mu Yu, as if he decided that he was the one who had to be hunted down.

"Let's split up!" Mu Yu suddenly shouted, his gaze resolute and resolute. He broke free of Li Haoya's hand with all his might, changed direction and ran towards the depths of the forest.

Mu Yu has disappeared into the dark forest. He could only watch his back disappear into the night, his heart full of worry and helplessness.

And the black-robed man, after a short hesitation, chose to continue to chase Mu Yu. Their chase game unfolds in the forest, and Mu Yu is the prey to be chased. Their figures moved quickly through the forest, bringing with them gusts of wind and footsteps. This game of life and death has just begun.

He could only move forward, keep moving forward, trying to break free from the black-robed man's lock. His heart was like a fist clenched in the darkness, and his breathing was rapid and chaotic, echoing in his ears like thunder.

Every step he took was like passing through a purgatory of pain and despair, and his speed did not slow down, but was faster because of the oppression. The branches slashed across his cheeks like sharp blades, and the cold moonlight illuminated his sweat.

The footsteps of the black-robed man were like a drumbeat, constantly reminding him of his situation behind him. The heavy oppression made him feel more nervous and frightened than he had ever felt before. But he can't stop, he can't turn back, he can only keep moving forward.

He knew he was running into the abyss of the unknown, but he couldn't stop. He was going to escape that dark fate, he was going to live. That strong desire to survive made his steps more determined.