Shout!

Above the sky, a silver rainbow flashed, and it galloped forward at an extremely fast speed.

On the body of the sword, the torture stood steadily, and the strong wind blew on his face, blowing his long hair and clothes backwards, but his face was not good-looking.

The true yuan in the dantian was constantly surging, the long sword was under his control, and the speed of the sword's flight had reached his extreme, and it was really like a lightning speed.

A moment later, when a tall group of mountains appeared at the end of his line of sight, his heart fluttered, and the galloping sword froze, stopped flying, and was suspended in the air.

The soles of his feet stood firmly on the sword body, Xing Li lowered his head and slowly swept around, after a few breaths, his eyes retracted, and at this time, Xing Li's face had become gloomy. Along the way, he didn't see any trace of Han Chen at all, and he didn't even find any signs of anyone walking on the ground.

"Iron Sword Sect, if you dare to deceive the old man, I will not stop with you!" At this time, he was already a little suspicious of whether the direction pointed out by the Iron Sword Sect was true.

Call!

took a deep breath, although he no longer reported hope, but Xing Li would never give up so easily.

Calming the anger in his heart, Xing Li closed his eyes slightly, the air fell silent slightly, and then a strange wave centered on it, like rippling water lines, spread out to the surroundings.

Breath perception!

This is already the most powerful means of punishment, if there is no effect, he can only give up the pursuit and return to the beast city. Wait for the arrival of the sect leader Mu Lu before making a decision.

But this was the last thing he wanted to see.

The sixth-order demon core was lost, the young sect master Mu was mad and died, but he didn't even see the murderer's face, no matter which of the two things he had, the price was not something he could bear.

Thinking of Mu Li's methods, Xing Li's heart couldn't help but tighten. At the same time, he hated Han Chen more and more in his heart, and said fiercely in his heart: "Boy, don't be caught by the old man, otherwise the old man will definitely want you to taste the pain of ten thousand knives cutting meat!"

That's when it happened. Three hundred miles to its left. A strong aura fluctuation entered his aura perception.

"Found it!" Torture's body trembled, his slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and a strong look of surprise quickly appeared on his old face.

Turning his head to look to the left, a cold smile appeared on his face: "Boy." You can't escape the palm of my hand!"

His voice just fell. The sword that floated in the air. Suddenly, the direction turned, and turned into a silver rainbow. Galloping away in the direction where the aura fluctuations came from.

That direction was exactly the direction where Han Chen was

Under a big tree, there is a misty blue light, the light is like smoke and mist, emitting a misty halo, if you look closely, you can see that in the light cluster, there is a figure sitting quietly.

The figure in the light group was none other than Han Chen, and the strength of the ice spirit body was undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

At a certain moment, the light group trembled slightly, and the water spiritual energy in it also fluctuated rapidly.

"Suck" At this time, Han Chen's mouth opened, and he sucked hard, and suddenly the light group shattered, and the rich water was spiritual, like two blue long dragons, along the mouth and nose, and was sucked into Han Chen's body.

Slightly silent, Han Chen's eyelids trembled slightly, his eyes suddenly opened, and a dazzling blue light flashed in his dark eyes.

"Whew" As a breath of turbid air in his chest was exhaled, Han Chen's face was a lot shiny, and the tired color brought by the continuous rush was also swept away, and he looked energetic.

Standing up, feeling the full and full true qi in the dantian cyclone, Han Chen's face suddenly flashed with a trace of consternation.

"Uh, the four-star sword master realm, I actually broke through!"

After absorbing the energy in the three drops of essence blood in Qingluan's body, his true qi cultivation had already been raised to the level of the peak of a three-star sword master, but he didn't expect that now it was just a recovery of true qi, and it was such a breakthrough.

You must know that Lu Dao, from refining Qingluan to now, it is only seven or eight days at most, however, it is these seven or eight days that he has completed a miracle.

Within ten days, he had been promoted from the six-star Sword Guard Realm to the current four-star Sword Master Realm, an increase of eight stars.

Such a terrifying cultivation speed was truly terrifying.

"If I continue to improve at this cultivation speed, within ten years, I will definitely be able to stand at the peak of the Purple Gold Continent!" Han Chen couldn't help but let out a sigh.

Although he said that, Han Chen was self-aware, if it weren't for the three drops of essence blood in Qingluan's body, he wouldn't have improved so fast at all. And such an approach simply can't be used much.

Even if Han Chen found another sixth-order demonic beast, refined the essence blood in its body, and absorbed it, it wouldn't be of much effect.

Qingluan Divine Bird is a descendant of the phoenix, and the aura contained in its body is far from being comparable to demonic beasts of the same level.

Of course, if Han Chen could find another Qingluan Divine Bird, or the Fire Phoenix Divine Bird, or the Golden-winged Dapeng, it would be a different matter.

However, then again, even if Han Chen found it, he could only stare dryly. Whether it is the Qingluan Divine Bird, or the Fire Phoenix Divine Bird, or the Golden-winged Dapeng, they all already belong to the existence standing at the top of the Purple Gold Continent. The strength of the eighth-level Warcraft can be called a peerless beast.

"If you can get a drop of the essence blood of the Golden-Winged Dapeng," Han Chen's heart couldn't help but think a little extravagantly.

The speed of the Golden-Winged Roc is peerless, if he can inherit his flying ability with the Hundred Beast Imitation Technique, at that time, Han Chen's survivability will be directly increased by several grades.

"Thinking about this now, it's still a little too far away!" Han Chen smiled bitterly and shook his head, shaking out the chaotic thoughts in his heart.

But no matter what, the breakthrough in strength made Han Chen's mood extremely good.

However, the smile on Han Chen's face didn't last long before it changed suddenly, and an astonishing and terrifying aura suddenly came from a distance, and it quickly approached this side at an extremely fast speed.

Feeling this terrifying and astonishing aura, Han Chen fell into an ice cellar, the hairs on his body suddenly rose, and a chill shrouded him silently.

"Boy, slaughter my disciple of Ten Thousand Soldiers Zhai and kill my young sect master, do you want to leave like this?" The next moment, a voice exploded like thunder, rolling from the sky.

With the sound of this voice, the temperature between heaven and earth seemed to have decreased a lot because of the cold chill in the voice.

Hearing this voice, Han Chen's pupils shrank suddenly, he didn't expect that Wan Bingzhai's people would chase after him so quickly.

"Let's go!" no longer hesitated, and a soft drink came out of his mouth.

Immediately, the soles of the feet stepped heavily on the ground, and the strong strength burst out from the soles of the feet, and with a bang, the figure shot out, and swept towards the tall mountains in front of him at a very fast speed. (To be continued......)