Wang Yan wanted to say something, but suddenly felt that his body trembled involuntarily, as if something was suddenly missing from his body, and after careful detection, he found that he had not lost anything.

He shook his head and cleared his mind, maybe he was too nervous for the past two days, and it wasn't necessary to hallucinate.

Facing the question Wang Luomei asked him before, he could only smile helplessly: "Everyone else has difficulties, we can't ask others to do something for us, it's a blessing to be ourselves." There were already two people who helped me before, but now I can only rely on myself. ”

Wang Yan's eyes looked ahead.

Between the mountains and forests.

On the banks of the stream.

His mind saw two figures.

The two figures also saw Wang Yan and Wang Luomei.

Wang Yan has been using the dragon breath technique to hide his figure, but he forgot that Wang Luomei has always been behind him, Wang Luomei does not know the dragon breath technique, and the figure is not hidden, so generously displayed in front of these two people.

The two chasing human races sensed Wang Luomei's breath without looking for it, and went straight to the mountain stream.

One mile apart, eight eyes facing each other.

Wang Yan knew that the difficult escape journey was about to begin, and ten minutes was not enough time for him to recover from the weakness of his body, and now the true yuan in his body was close to drying up, facing a Ascending Immortal Middle Realm, a Ascending Immortal Queen's Realm could be said to have no chance of winning, but Wang Yan still wanted to give it a try, to see if he could escape and ascend to heaven.

"Sister, are you afraid?" Wang Yan lifted Wang Luomei's body up and carried her tighter.

Wang Luomei shook her head, looked at the two people who were slowly approaching them, and said with a smile: "Brother is not afraid, Luomei is not afraid." My brother once carried me on the mountains of Cangzhou, and I believe that my brother can still take me out of here this time. ”

"That's steady, I'm going to start running. ”

Wang Luomei clasped Wang Yan's neck with both hands, put her chin on Wang Yan's shoulder, and asked softly in his ear, "Brother, where are we going?"

Wang Yan glanced ahead and said with a smile, "Let's go home." ”

Wang Luomei also looked in the direction of Beiyuan City, smiling like a flower, tears flashing in the corners of her eyes, she also missed the hometown in her memory. "Okay, brother, let's go home. ”

Wang Yan stood up and began to run, he attached all the remaining True Yuan to his feet, and the speed of running could barely catch up with the speed of the Ascending Immortal First Mirror.

The two people who came to round up Wang Luomei saw that they actually wanted to escape, and they approached slowly, and immediately raised their speed to the highest.

Wang Yan and the two of them were only a mile apart, and Wang Yan's speed was not as fast as theirs, and the Terran monk who had just run out of the Immortal Queen's Realm appeared behind Wang Luomei.

An ink-colored spear in his hand, the tip of the spear flashed with a faint cold light, and the seniors of their sect had reminded them not to hurt Wang Yan's life as much as possible, so all their targets were Wang Luomei, who was carrying Wang Yan's back.

He is only half a foot apart from Wang Luomei.

A shot is stabbed.

The spear in his hand has his own measure, and he can pierce Wang Luomei's body without hurting Wang Yan in the slightest.

A yellow flash appeared two inches from the tip of the spear from Wang Luomei's back, and the tip of the spear did not pierce into Wang Luomei's body, but was blocked from the yellow flash.

It turned out that as early as when he just ran, Wang Yan used dragon qi to cover Wang Luomei's body.

Wang Luomei was not harmed, but the internal strength brought by the spear entered Wang Yan's body.

Wang Yan was like a stone that had been struck, rolling down the mountain at a rapid speed.

Wang Yan, who had just stopped falling, dared to stop, no matter whether he was seriously injured in his body, no matter whether he was spitting blood in his mouth, the ninja immediately turned over and continued to escape in severe pain.

The Terran monk of the Ascending Immortal Realm was on the spot, he didn't expect that the blow he swore to be unexpectedly ineffective, but he immediately came back to his senses and continued to pursue Wang Yan, he had already learned a lesson this time, and he would definitely not miss again next time.

And another Terran monk quietly came to Wang Yan's right five hundred meters, if he thought about running ahead, he would meet him in a few seconds.

Wang Yan immediately gave up the idea of continuing to move forward and ran in the direction of the east, so that he could delay for more than ten seconds.

Although more than ten seconds is useless for the pursuit of this realm, Wang Yan thinks that he can drag on for as long as he can, and maybe there is a glimmer of life.

Unfortunately, the sky was not beautiful, he thought that after running three miles to the east, he found that there was no road in front of him, and at a glance it was about a cliff about 400 meters high.

He had no choice but to stop.

The two people chasing him behind had already arrived here.

"Wang Yan, we are all human races, we don't have to kill each other, now you have no way back, as long as you hand over the witch, you are still the genius of our human race, and the future is still immeasurable, don't be obsessed. ”

The name of the Terran monk in the Ascending Immortal Realm is Zhuo Zhuang, a personal disciple of the sect master of the Xuantian Spear Sect in the Eastern Regions, and today he happened to be near the route where Wang Yan fled, so he was sent by his master to besiege Wang Yan.

He had also heard of Wang Yan's deeds, how fast the demon clan and the demon clan were fighting.

At that time, Wang Yan was only the first mirror of Chengtian, and having such a record can also be described as dazzling, and the young monks of Dasheng all envied and admired Wang Yan.

Zhuo Zhuang is also one of them, at first he heard that he was going to chase and kill Wang Yan, but he still refused to accept it, but when he heard that Wang Yan actually colluded with the witch, and tried in vain to send the human race out of Dasheng's territory, he was indignant, and wanted to see what was going on, so he agreed to come down to this siege.

Standing in front of Wang Yan, he could also feel that Wang Luomei's body behind Wang Yan was constantly exuding a strong demonic aura, and he believed that this was true.

However, he still wanted to persuade Wang Yan to let go of the witch. With Wang Yan's cultivation speed, he can be regarded as a genius among the geniuses of the human race, and he will definitely be a giant of the human race in the future, and he doesn't want to let Wang Yan, a genius, pass away like this for the sake of a witch.

Zhuo Zhuang stood with a spear, and under Wang Yan was a cliff about four hundred meters deep, if his body was not weak, he would not dare to wait quietly for Wang Yan's reply.

Four hundred meters is not high, and it only takes a minute for the monks who ascend to the Immortal Realm to descend slowly with the ability to control the sky.

Now that Wang Yan doesn't have much True Yuan, he has no way to control the sky. Jumping from a height of 400 meters, he had only one way to die.

Wang Yan glanced at the cliff under his feet, it was very high, and if he didn't jump down, he could only watch the two of them being caught.

There is no way to retreat, only a lifelong leap.

Zhuo Zhuang didn't expect Wang Yan to jump off the cliff so resolutely, why did he jump?

Zhuo Zhuang looked at the cliff, and the clouds were no longer the figures of the two of them, and he could only sigh at the untimely death of a genius.

Wang Yan still has something to rely on, his golden body has not been used yet, he doesn't know if his golden body can withstand the speed of falling from a four-hundred-meter cliff, but it is still the same sentence, he wants to give it a try.

Running for your life is a life to die.

"Brother, I feel like I want to fly. Hearing this, Wang Yan remembered that Wang Luomei was no longer the ordinary person who had no cultivation. Now her cultivation is already in the realm of ascending to the immortal, but Wang Luomei was asleep when she ascended to the realm, and he was still not sure if Wang Luomei would have this power.

Wang Yan smiled sideways: "That sister flew with her brother." ”

Zhuo Zhuang, who was about to turn around and go back to report the situation, suddenly heard a phoenix chirping.

I saw that one wing was a golden body, and the other wing was a black huge True Qi phoenix bird broke through the clouds and flew into the distance.

It's like a fish leaping into the waves and turning into a bird, soaring upward.

And this true qi phoenix bird is also soaring, as if it is about to break through the sky.