Chapter 158: Lianshan Wen Clan

As soon as he flew out of the Remnant Dragon City, Dongfang Zimo found that there was a powerful aura that locked him, and he was shocked in his heart, and directly summoned a golden and silver shuttle, and his speed increased several times at once, and it looked like a ray of light from a distance.

This remnant treasure was just picked up from the trade fair, and what Dongfang Zimo didn't expect was that the effect was surprisingly good.

Thousands of miles away, Dongfang Zimo didn't find that terrifying aura under the investigation of his divine sense, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart.

Although this shuttle is easy to use, the mana consumed is very amazing, and most of the mana in the body is consumed in a while.

Dongfang Zimo put away the shuttle, switched to ordinary speed flight, and found a rare elixir that restored mana from the storage bag of the man in brocade clothes and jade belt, and swallowed it directly.

Just when Dongfang Zimo was trying to find a place to breathe down his mana, his face suddenly changed, and he saw a cloud of frightened rainbows speeding behind him.

Before Dongfang Zimo could react, this shocking rainbow appeared in front of him, and the light flickered, revealing a strange old man with white hair and a long beard, a high crown on his head, and deep-set eye sockets.

"Boy, I didn't expect you to be quite able to run, and I almost lost the old man." The high-crowned old man's eyes were bright, and he looked at Dongfang Zimo coldly.

"I don't know what happened to the seniors looking for the juniors." Dongfang Zimo, who was stared at by this person, trembled in his heart, and after realizing that the old man was a Yuanying monk, he arched his hand in horror and said.

"You kid shouldn't have forgotten about the fight with other monks in Remnant Dragon City, right?" Although Dongfang Zimo has long since changed back to his original state, the high-crowned old man still sees the problem.

"The juniors are also helpless, it was the three of them who did it to the juniors first, and I also taught these people a lesson, the seniors came this time because of this matter?" Dongfang Zimo knew that he couldn't hide it from Yuanying Monk, so he had to take the initiative to admit it, and tentatively asked the other party's purpose.

"Humph! The old man is not a monk in Remnant Dragon City, how can he care about this little thing, but you are really bold, even the people of the Wen family dare to move, it is difficult that you don't know the origin of the Wen family? The high-crowned old man narrowed his eyes and said coldly.

"The biggest force in the Eternal Continent, the Lianshan Wen Clan, is also one of the six great families, and the younger generations naturally know about it, but so what, it is difficult to bully people if the power is too strong?" Dongfang Zimo was relieved when he heard that the other party was not here because of the trouble, and then said disdainfully.

"Haha! Wonderful! Wonderful! People who dare not to take the Wen family in their eyes, the old man has to admire, but your trip will definitely provoke the Wen family's strong people to chase and kill, if there is no one to support you, I am afraid it will be difficult to leave the Eternal Continent alive. After the high-crowned old man praised Dongfang Zimo for a few words, he suddenly smiled gloomily.

"The seniors are true, I don't know what the seniors can do?" Dongfang Zimo couldn't help but be vigilant when he saw the old man suddenly say.

"Hey, hey! There is a way, as long as you hand over the unicorn, the old man will take care of you. The high-crowned old man said with a greedy look in his eyes.

"How can the seniors be sure that the juniors have the unicorn on them?" Dongfang Zimo was shocked in his heart, and his face became even more solemn.

"Huh! What happened a few days ago, do you think you can hide it from the old man's eyes and ears? The high-crowned old man laughed loudly and said contemptuously.

When Dongfang Zimo heard this, his face was ugly and stunned, as if he was thinking about something.

"How? The old man's patience is limited. The high-crowned old man frowned and urged.

"What if you don't give it?" Dongfang Zimo pondered for a long time, and said in a sudden tone.

"What?" The high-crowned old man was furious, and he wanted to break Dongfang Zimo's body into ten thousand pieces, but he found that a green flame flew in front of him.

The high-crowned old man didn't think twice, and with a direct wave of his robe, he was about to extinguish this green flame.

"That's not right!" The high-crowned old man stared at the lit robe with a stunned face, and found that this seemingly ordinary green flame contained a chilling and strange aura.

After Dongfang Zimo threw out the flame of the demon soul, he urged the shuttle to break through the air without looking back, and bit the tip of his tongue and spewed out a mouthful of essence blood on the shuttle, which directly turned into a ray of light and disappeared into the sky.

Behind him, there was a faint scream of a high-crowned old man.

Dongfang Zimo was not pleased, even if the Demon Soul Flame was powerful, it could not directly destroy a Yuan Infant Cultivator.

Sure enough, within a moment, there was an angry buzz behind him, and a frightening rainbow was chasing in the direction of Dongfang Zimo at a terrifying speed.

"Boy! You have completely angered the old man, if the old man is caught, you must be drained of your soul! The high-crowned old man shouted angrily behind his back. He never thought that there would be such a terrifying demonic flame on the body of a Jindan monk, which really made him suffer a lot.

Although the speed of that shuttle remnant treasure was amazing, it was simply incomparable to a real Yuan Infant Cultivator.

Soon, the high-crowned old man appeared at a distance of about a thousand zhang, and quickly approached towards the east.

Dongfang Zimo's face turned pale, he stretched out and took out a golden talisman in the storage bag, and without hesitation, he urged the talisman to throw it behind him.

This talisman is called "Celestial Talisman", and it is a high-level talisman that Dongfang Zimo bought from a small trade fair.

As soon as it was activated, the rune immediately emitted a dazzling light, and strings of golden runes flew out.

The high-crowned old man behind him only felt that the heavens and the earth were shaking, and the scene in front of him directly turned into a dense jungle.

"Humph! The illusion also wants to trap the old man! The high-crowned old man snorted coldly, grabbed a turquoise blue long sword in his hand and swung it forward, and the jungle in front of him was suddenly cut open a crack.

At the same time, the celestial talisman outside was also split in half for a while, and spontaneously combusted.

Dongfang Zimo saw that the high-level talisman that had been bought back at a sky-high price could not resist the other party for a moment, his face changed slightly, and he threw out a few magic weapons from the storage bag.

A tall tower spun down and turned into a hundred feet high.

The high-crowned old man's intuitive eyes darkened, and he was covered in this tower.

Just as Dongfang Zimo wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, a sword aura flew out from the tower behind him, and then exploded directly.

Dongfang Zimo gritted his teeth and urged the jade seal in the air to turn into a small mountain and smash it.

The high-crowned old man's face did not change, but with a flick of his fingers, he flew out of the jade seal as big as a small mountain.

Dongfang Zimo was even more dumbfounded when he saw this scene, and after driving the last gossip mirror magic weapon, another stream of essence blood spurted out of his mouth on the shuttle, and he distanced himself from the high-crowned old man.

The Bagua Mirror trembled and shot out a pillar of light.

The high-crowned old man just shook his five fingers lightly, and a big hand appeared above the gossip mirror, pinching it directly.

These magic weapons were all obtained by Dongfang Zimo from those dead monks, and each of them was a top-level magic weapon, but it was so vulnerable in front of the high-crowned old man.