Under the full urging of the Blood Cloud Eighteen Cavalry Formation, the blood flag was unfurled, like an overwhelming blood cloud, spreading across the sky.

"Fast again?"

Jiang Ding's brows furrowed slightly: "What are you running, I don't want to kill you now." ”

Even if the Blood Cloud Eighteen Horsemen ran fast, they were only a little farther away, and now the speed of the Bagua Breaking Forbidden Formation was still faster than that of Blood Cloud.

It's just that the time to catch up has been stretched again.

"Two objects moving at a constant speed, with a velocity of ...... B has a speed of ...... and asks how soon they can meet? ”

Jiang Ding complained silently in his heart, remembering his elementary school papers.

"About seventeen days, if there is no external force."

"It's hard not to have surprises, though."

He looked up and into the distance.

"Lord Tushan,"

Suddenly, a hurried voice came from his ears, it was the Jindan scouts scattered everywhere.

There is no monk from the Xianmen who does not pay attention to intelligence and information, this is life.

A Jindan monk said nervously: "I found the traces of Yin Dao, the Holy Son of the Six Daos, who got rid of the Burning Sun Sword and is chasing and killing, chasing and killing a Jindan early stage monk...... That Jin Dan was very good at running at the beginning, and he couldn't catch up for a while. ”

His words paused, evidently in disbelief.

"Under is moving away."

This is the purpose of the sword order, and it is necessary for monks who find that they can't be defeated to flee away immediately, and maintain the unity of loose cultivators.

At the same time, several scouts also sent relevant information.

The Six Dao Holy Sons are such Jindan Tianjiao, they are too powerful, and the appearance of each and every one of them is an earth-shattering event, involving the lives of a large number of Jindan monks, and no one will not pay attention to it.

"Well, got it, protect yourself."

Jiang fixed the point and encouraged.

There is no need to think about it, the Holy Son of the Six Paths is being searched for everywhere by the Burning Sun Sword, and he is still chasing and killing with murderous intent, except for a certain Jindan early stage monk who has taken away his natal magic weapon.

Airplanes!

In the sea of knowledge, a wisp of sword intent vibrated slightly, and a scream was heard.

"Little uncle! Help me! ”

"Call me Tu Shan."

Jiang Ding reminded.

Jindan peak monk, his combat power is out of the ordinary, this is nothing, the blood is flowing and cloudy, he has never seen anyone, and it is not a big problem.

However, if the person who can build the foundation and kill the monks of the late stage of Jindan really appears, it will attract huge attention.

This is too dangerous, Jiang Ding himself heard that this kind of enemy has to find ways to strangle in advance, and he can't control the killing intent at all.

"Uncle Tu Shan!"

The voice on the other side quickly changed its title: "The Holy Son of the Six Realms is chasing and killing me, help!" I'm looking for treasures, doing my duty, being honest, he suddenly chased and killed me completely unreasonably, this is completely unreasonable, this is completely out of his eyes, Uncle Shi, your old man! ”

"Help!"

"Got it."

Jiang Ding nodded.

If it was in normal times, he was chasing and killing the Eighteen Horsemen of the Blood Cloud, it would be impossible to change the target for someone, let alone chasing and killing others, but there was nothing to do, he was sleeping, and whether he could be saved or not depended on the mood at the time, anything could be done.

But not this time.

Han Lin gave him the Luoxu Sect token, so that he could enter here and have the opportunity to follow the clues of immortal arts, which was a confession, and people must save it when they ask for help.

Of course, this is also the reason why the other party spoke out.

This person seems to be humble and ordinary, but in fact, there is a well-hidden arrogance in his body, and even if he falls into a mortal situation, he rarely asks others for help for no reason.

"Back off, merge with the rear."

Jiang Ding ordered: "Then follow me in formation, stop every quarter of an hour and form a whole team, and if you encounter the enemy, stick to it and wait for reinforcements, and the enemy is too strong, quickly disperse and flee." ”

Without him, the power of this Bagua Breaking Forbidden Array would fall off a cliff, although it could still sweep away the same number of scattered cultivators, some quasi-Yuan infant-level cultivators were not afraid.

But if the other party is still proficient in the formation path, they will look for weak areas, or suddenly sneak attack, which is not good.

The level of these Jindan monks and their will to fight are all lacking, and they may suddenly collapse after suffering some casualties.

Well, as individuals, they have a firm will to fight, flexible tactics, and perseverance, and it is not difficult to fight to the death.

But forming a group is not quite good.

"Yes!"

The white eyebrows and other monks suddenly felt that the surrounding formations instantly became loose and sluggish, and it was difficult to control, and they immediately woke up from the invincible emotion of having me, nervously responded to the order, flew backwards, and joined the rear.

Jiang Ding bowed slightly, and the blue light flashed, disappeared into the air, and flew away at a high speed in the distance.

……

To the west of the Elixir Garden, two rays of light were chasing and fleeing.

The light in front is pale and blue, the color is pure, and the imperial envoy flees frantically with a cyan flying sword.

The light in the rear is a monstrous demonic qi, and the sound of the wind is roaring for miles, and the speed is extremely fast, and it has shortened a large distance in an instant.

"Your name is Han Lin, right?"

"You're not going to die that easily."

Yin Dao, the holy son of the Six Daos, was handsome, fair-skinned, with fluttering white shirts and big sleeves, and chuckled: "The way of punishment of the Six Dao Sects is the best in the world, I will first peel off your skin little by little, pull out your backbone, fill it with mercury, and then restrain the soul, take the six demon fires, burn them little by little, and replenish one or two soul-nourishing spiritual objects from time to time, a hundred years, a thousand years, you can't survive and you can't ...... death."

"I heard that you still have blood relatives in Yue Kingdom?"

"Your uncle, uncle, and sister are still alive."

"I have asked people to look for it, and they will return soon, rest assured, they will always be with you, bear the pain of demonic fire, and never be able to transcend the ......"

The words of the Dao Dao formed a strange magic sound, which penetrated into the sea of consciousness of the monk in front of him, making him show a confused look in his eyes from time to time, and his body staggered.

"Haha, whatever."

Han Lin silently recited the Pure Heart Spell, his face did not change at all, and he laughed: "My sister and parents, as well as my uncle and uncle, have already entered reincarnation, more than a hundred years have passed, and now I don't know how many times I have been reincarnated, what do the rest of the people have to do with me?" ”

"Holy Son, you still worry about yourself."

Han Lin threatened: "The Burning Sun Sword Sect is looking for you in the Manluo Void Sect, and it has hidden its figure, maybe it is behind you right now, and the sword intent is working, and it is about to slash the fatal blow, so that the sword intent will be greatly improved." ”

"If you don't run away, don't run away."

"Flim Flam!"

The expression of the Six Dao Holy Sons turned cold.

This is exactly what he is worried about, the Burning Sun Sword is like crazy, he wants to take his life, and he is not afraid of causing a big war between the two sects at all.

It doesn't matter what the old things in the sect do, what do you say, the Holy Son must come out of the blood and fire.

However, the person in front of him has a natal magic weapon that he has been practicing for a long time, the hungry ghost banner of the seventy-two Great Perfections forbidden by the Earth Evil!

Once recovered, how could they be so afraid of the Sun Sword again?

In just a few breaths, the distance between the two was once again shortened by a large margin, and they were about to enter the range of the magic weapon attack, a cold smile appeared on the face of the Six Dao Holy Sons, and five black flags slowly emerged.

"Bitter!"

Han Lin's soul was furious, and with a flip of his hand, he took out a green and shining Qingluan feather, and the mana was input into it, and the blue light flashed, and he escaped a long distance before the five black flags were suppressed.

It was with this treasure that he was able to flee many times without being killed.

"Good."

The eyes of the Six Dao Holy Sons flashed with anger: "How much mana do you still have?" ”

He could see clearly, although this treasure was mysterious, it might be the feather of the Heavenly Demon Bloodline Qingluan of the Yuan Infant Rank, with extreme speed, but the mana consumption was also very large, and after using it many times, even if the mana of the early Jindan monks was deep, they had already run out of oil.

"That's a lot of mana!"

Han Lin immediately responded loudly, full of confidence.

but he secretly complained in his heart.

Fleeing all the way, he swallowed an unknown amount of pills, and even swallowed five drops of the 10,000-year-old stone milk that instantly recovered his mana, and he had already exhausted it, so that he could escape from the hands of Beiyuan Tianjiao, who was at the peak of Jindan.

Now, it's the limit!

"Sun Sword!"

"You're here?"

Han Lin was suddenly surprised, and turned his head to look behind the Six Dao Holy Sons, his eyes shining.

"Insect carving skills."

The Holy Son of the Six Daos smiled, not impressed, and didn't even look at it.

In the world, no Jindan monk can hide from his divine sense, this is absolute confidence, and it is not something that can be shaken by this ridiculous trick.

Not to mention, the Burning Sun Sword has always been dignified and proud, how could he hide his body and sneak attack.

Han Lin sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and breathed, and didn't say anything.

"Really?"

The expression of the Six Dao Holy Sons changed slightly, and he turned around.

Behind him, he looked like a lion with a wide nose and a wide mouth, full of flaming blonde hair, and a talisman fluttered down beside the arrogant Sun Sword, revealing his body, but he did not attack.

“…… Daoyou ...... Good ......"

The Burning Sun Sword looked in front of him with a shudder.

An ordinary-looking young man, holding up a silver-white sword, was about to slash down on his head.

The sword intent suppression of the Soul Destroying Method.

It is also sword intent, and the other party is at least several times his strength!

What's even more terrifying is that there is a coercion that penetrates deep into the bone marrow, making his mana and divine soul almost solidify, unable to move at all, even more unbearable than others, as if he has encountered a natural enemy.

(End of chapter)