When Lin Chuan's divine consciousness withdrew from the virtual time and space, he had completely comprehended the refining method of the phantom clone talisman, and even Xiaoyin praised it again and again, Lin Chuan comprehended the refining method of this talisman faster than her.

Turning his head and glancing at the back, the monks who were chasing him were getting closer and closer, and Lin Chuan could already feel the breath coming from behind him in the distance.

At that moment, he didn't dare to slack off, and regained his human form, and wind and thunder wings appeared behind him, although the speed was a little slower, but it was much faster than that of ordinary merging period monks.

While flying, Lin Chuan began to refine the phantom clone talisman, only to see him flick his fingers, and eight drops of scarlet blood flew out, wrapped in aura and suspended in front of him.

Then he opened his mouth and spewed out eight flames, enveloping the blood in it, and then stretched out his hands and pinched the magic in front of him like a wheel, and one after another the spiritual magic flew out and merged into the eight light clusters.

The method of sacrificing this spirit rune Lin Chuan is already very proficient, and he is familiar with the cultivation of the road, and there is no rusty feeling at all, and the eight blood beads gradually change under the wrapping of the aura, turning into wisps of red blood, which are outlined in the air, and gradually outline into the appearance of a blood-red rune.

A strange aura emanated from it, and Lin Chuan's face was extremely solemn, focusing on these runes, and playing the spirit trick again and again, very seriously.

Time passed slowly, those runes gradually took shape, and it took several hours, and finally the phantom clone talisman was refined by him, of course, this kind of talisman consumed more mana, Lin Chuan's face looked a little pale at the moment.

"It's finally been refined, although it failed twice, but it's almost perfect" Lin Chuan saw the six blood-red runes suspended in front of him, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Just now, two runes failed to refine and disappeared, leaving only six runes in front of him, but these six runes were all runes that were successfully refined by him and could be used.

Lin Chuan slowed down, this phantom clone talisman could not be saved, it could only exist for a period of time after the sacrifice, it was considered a secret technique, Lin Chuan slowed down and waited for the Ten Thousand Demon Sect monks behind.

At this moment, far behind Lin Chuan, more than twenty Merge Stage Cultivators of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect were chasing after him, and they could already feel his aura, and those Merge Stage Monks all showed excited expressions one by one.

"The Tribulation Period Monk was able to be caught up by us, it seems that he is really no longer good," a Ten Thousand Demon Sect's Combined Period Monk began

"After all, there was a fierce battle with the Lord of the Dark Hall and the Lord of the Ghost Pavilion, if he was not seriously injured, it would be strange, now is our opportunity, I didn't expect that the person we have to deal with is so powerful"

"Tribulation Period, I originally thought it was a merger period, but even if he is a master of the Tribulation Period, if he dares to offend my Ten Thousand Demon Sect, he will definitely let him die without a place to be buried!"

"Look, it's just ahead!" a late merger monk looked up at the front, his face happy, and at the end of his gaze, a figure was flying in the air.

"Sure enough, it must be him!" exclaimed one of the people next to him

"Speed up!" The flying boat under everyone accelerated violently and chased after Lin Chuan, and in a blink of an eye, it narrowed the distance with Lin Chuan, just when it was not very far from Lin Chuan.

I saw Lin Chuan look back, revealing a panicked expression, and then pinched the trick with both hands, and there were words in his mouth, a dazzling light flashed, and there were suddenly six identical Lin Chuan around.

A total of seven Lin Chuan are exactly the same, whether it is breath, appearance, or demeanor, there is no difference, the seven Lin Chuan accelerated violently, separated and fled in all directions.

Judging from everyone's feelings, Lin Chuan must have been weak and overwhelmed, and after being caught up, he had to use secret techniques to get rid of the pursuit of everyone behind.

"Hey, which ones are phantoms? Which one is the real body? The breath is actually exactly the same!" On the flying boat, a late-stage monk of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect frowned, and let out a cry of surprise from his mouth.

"Let me see!" An old man next to him took two steps forward, his body exuded powerful mana fluctuations, his hands stretched out, pinched in front of him, and the words in his mouth were chanted, and the two vortices condensed to the center of his eyebrows.

A large amount of mana was absorbed by the vortex at the center of his eyebrows, and after a while, the light in the center of his eyebrows flashed, and a pale cyan vertical eye actually appeared, and a streamer flashed in the vertical eye, looking forward.

"Damn, I can't even tell which one is the main body with my Heavenly Eye Secret Technique, and it really deserves to be a monk of the Tribulation Period, even if he is seriously injured, he can do it to such an extent, what should we do now?" The monk waved his fist hatefully, with an unwilling expression on his face.

"There are seven of them, there must be an ontology among them, and now we can only pursue them separately, more than 20 of us, divided into seven teams to chase"

"Chasing separately, will there be something wrong, after all, the other party is a great monk in the Tribulation Period," a monk hesitated

"Hmph, it's just a seriously injured monk in the Tribulation Period, it's not a big deal, let's chase separately, after confirming that it's the main body, don't act rashly, gather everyone to do it together, so it's no problem"

"Well, that's the only way to do it now, if he escapes, he won't be able to do it."

Then the more than 20 monks of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect automatically divided into seven squads, and chased after a figure respectively, but the escape technique of the phantom clone that Lin Chuan turned into was very fast, and they opened up the distance in an instant and flew into the distance, but the monks of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect refused to give up, and chased after Lin Chuan, and in the blink of an eye, the team of more than 20 people of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect was separated by Lin Chuan.

Glancing back at the four Merge Stage Monks who were chasing him, a sneer appeared at the corner of Lin Chuan's mouth, just four Merge Stage Monks, with his current strength, he could deal with it.

Looking up ahead, a huge stone mountain appeared in Lin Chuan's gaze, and his heart moved, and Lin Chuan instantly decided to use this place as a place to hunt the monks of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect.

The wind and thunder wings flashed wildly behind him, Lin Chuan's speed skyrocketed again, and in a blink of an eye, he opened up the distance again, rushed into the huge stone mountain without hesitation, and hid his breath.

"Hmph, it's not so easy to hide!" Seeing Lin Chuan rushing into the stone mountain, a merging stage monk snorted coldly, and the corners of his mouth showed a trace of disdain.

"Since this person can choose to hide in the stone mountain, could it be the essence of that person, do you want to inform the others?" asked a merger monk next to him.

"Now you are just speculating, and you have not confirmed, if you rashly notify the others and delay the time for the rest of the people to pursue, won't you fall into this person's scheme?

"That makes sense, let's go in and have a look!" The four of them didn't notify the others, but rushed directly towards the stone mountain.