In the sea, a gray light was speeding forward.

The figure in the gray light suddenly froze in the air, and his face became a little ugly.

He was still more than a hundred miles away from this person now, and the divine thought he was chasing accelerated sharply, and it was half a step smaller than just now.

"Interesting, but the pursuit you want to escape is wishful thinking!" the young man's face showed a hideous look.

He pinched his hands, and the gray qi on his body swelled, and then the whole person turned into a gray rainbow, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Half an hour later, the young man chased to the edge of the sea of fog, felt the divine aura not far ahead, continued to lose his vitality and accelerated, and soon a rapidly fleeing back appeared not far away.

The young man didn't hesitate, his hands shook, and the gray qi in his cuffs gushed out, turning into two slender fog snakes.

But the strange thing is that the man did not look back, let alone flicker, but continued to run forward!

There was a hint of doubt in the young man's eyes.

The two fog snakes quickly and lightning struck the back, but the figure in front of them still did not pause and continued to rush forward!

"Damn!" the boy was stunned for a moment, and then roared loudly like thunder.

Just as he was speeding away, the figure suddenly stopped, and then a violent aura poured out of his body.

"Not good!" the young man's figure in the air froze, and his back burst open.

The young man rushed to the center of the explosion after his violent aura weakened, and after sweeping his gaze, his figure flickered, and he took a black storage bag in his hand.

Opening the storage bag and probing, the boy finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The soul coffin was indeed in the storage bag.

He took out the faint cloud of divine thought again, swept it towards another point of light, and found that he still had half an hour to escape from the sea of fog.

Even if he had the ability to reach the sky, he would never be able to catch up, but he couldn't swallow this breath.

"If you let the boy go, the day will become a great trouble. No matter how much energy I lose, as long as I can kill him, it's all worth it. The boy put the storage bag away and whispered through gritted teeth, his eyes full of madness.

Then he landed on the surface of the sea, and the ash solidified and he sat down cross-legged.

I slapped myself on the chest, and a crystal clear humanoid skeleton flew out, and he fused the faint mass of divine thoughts into the skeleton.

He quickly chanted the spell, and two gray beads flew out of his body, spinning around him rapidly, and a gray aura with red light suddenly kept shaking, as if it had been given life.

After a few moments, the skeleton stood up and staggered towards the boy.

The boy was still chanting the spell to himself, and when the little skeleton was enough, his eyes pointed coldly at the skeleton. The skeleton that had just been pieced together froze, and in an instant it dissolved into a pile of scattered skeletons, and then vanished into ashes.

The young man's face turned pale all of a sudden, and he sat cross-legged on the ground for half a quarter of an hour before he stood up, and said indifferently into the distance: "Now you should die!"

After saying this, he rolled up a black light on his body and swept towards the center of the sea of fog, but the speed was only half of the previous speed.

Soon he disappeared into the sea of fog and was never seen again.

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On the other side, Han Yu was running for his life, he let the spirit deprived from the Blood Yaksha merge into the machine armor, and put the slightly studied Xuan coffin into the storage bag, and then split into two ways to escape.

This young man kills the knot pill like killing a dog, if he is not mistaken, this guy's cultivation will definitely be comparable to that of a monk in the Yuan infant stage, and he can't beat him even if he tries his best.

Although the treasure is good, it must also be enjoyed by life.

Han Yu asked himself that a large part of the reason why he could cultivate to this realm was because of his sober mind.

Even if the Xuan Coffin was a magic medicine that could immediately promote the Yuan Infant, he would give up, and he wouldn't have time to refine it.

Han Yu took out the map in his hand and looked at it, and found that he had come to the edge of the sea of fog, and as long as he escaped from the sea of fog, he was basically safe.

But he suddenly felt a wave of knowledge, which surprised him a little, and he couldn't help but stop.

He was just about to find a place to see what was going on, when suddenly a violent spiritual power rolled in his sea of consciousness, and blood flowed out of his eyes.

Han Yu was horrified in his heart, he couldn't care about anything, sitting cross-legged on the reef, and pushed the Forging God Determination to the extreme.

insisted on about a hundred breaths of effort, and barely suppressed the violent divine thoughts.

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, this violent divine thought was strangely withdrawn from his sea of consciousness.

Han Yu only felt that his mind was empty, blood gushed out from his eyes, nose, and ears, he only felt a sweet throat, and a mouthful of blood spit out.

He couldn't take it anymore and fell on the reef.

After a while, a silver light rushed out of his body, and the stone face showed hesitation.

Immediately after that, the stone man grabbed Han Yu with his arm, and the silver light disappeared in a flash, and the blood on the reef slowly became clear and light, and finally disappeared.

Three days later, Han Yu woke up from a coma.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the stone walls around him, and then looked around vigilantly, and a silver light flashed out of his body.

Shi Ling held a thumb-sized bead in his hand and handed it over, Han Yu was stunned to take it, and found that the bead was transformed by his essence and blood.

"Thank you. Han Yu took the bead and thanked him, and the stone spirit turned into a ball of light and disappeared into his body.

Han Yu swallowed the essence blood beads, and then sat cross-legged on the ground, checking his sea of knowledge.

His cultivation of the Divine Forging Technique could have been comparable to that of a monk in the late stage of the Divine Forging Technique, and he could control three or four magic weapons in one go, but now it was a bit difficult to try to urge a magic weapon.

Han Yu took a deep breath and slowly urged the Forging Divine Technique.

When he urged for a while, Han Yu's face slowly relaxed, revealing joy.

For an hour, Han Yu gently exhaled a breath of filth, and his tense face relaxed.

I don't know which master wrote this "Divine Forging Technique", and the promotion of divine thoughts has reached an incredible degree.

Han Yu felt that this Divine Forging Technique should be among the top ten in all the secret texts, not only did it have an exponential improvement on divine thoughts, but it also had the divine effect of repairing after serious injuries.

Even if it was a late-stage cultivator who had just been attacked, he would go berserk and die after being attacked by this kind of attack in the Divine Sea!

Even if there is some special secret method to suppress the divine thoughts in his mind, but after the outbreak of the sea of consciousness is emptied, the days after that will be miserable.

Of course, Han Yu's cross-knee meditation when he felt bad consequences was also the reason why he was able to survive, if all his divine thoughts disappeared, then he would also become a waste.

Han Yu's strength recovered a little, and then he stood up and moved, not daring to stay here for long.

After all, this place still belongs to the edge of the sea of fog, and if that young man comes after him this time, then he will be dead.

Han Yu carefully asked Shi Ling to probe that there was no ambush around, and cautiously escaped out of the range of the sea of fog.

This time when he went out, Han Yu suffered a great loss, and he almost lost his life.

All the puppets on his body were consumed, and he also experienced ten deaths and almost fell into the vast sea of fog.

However, he was also the luckiest of the group, and those people were probably all dead at the hands of the young man.

Although he didn't enter the cave, he got the fragments that entered the Tower of Babel, and Qingteng also devoured a monster and fell into a deep sleep, and when it woke up, it was probably the time to get married.

After flying for two days in a row, Han Yu's heart calmed a little, and his eyes were cold and he began to think about revenge.

He almost died at the hands of a teenager, and it is not his character not to come back with revenge.

He originally wanted to make these text symbols in the coffin public, and then deliberately revealed some clues.

That coffin can prolong the life of the infant old monster who is approaching the end of life, and there must be many people who are interested.

But this will also put him in the center of the storm, those monks of great power are not so easy to fool, and a small life that is not good for him will not be guaranteed.

After careful weighing, Han Yu finally decided to endure this evil breath.

If you make a wedding dress for someone else on the spur of the moment, then what's the point of these hundreds of years of practice?

Angry!

Han Yu took out a chart from his storage bag, determined his position, and then headed in the direction of Moon City.

There must be a lot of trouble going to Richeng, and Changyun Auction House must find out Shi Zhen's whereabouts.

Then there will be a bunch of headaches, and if you don't tell the truth, you will arouse suspicion, and if you tell the truth, you will reveal the secret.

He has been staring at himself since he killed the monk surnamed Sun, and he can get out of trouble when he goes to Moon City.

It was not difficult for Han Yu to change his face, there was a crisp clicking sound on his body, and his height skyrocketed by a few inches, and after a blur, he turned into a strong man with a face like a date.

Then he glanced at the charts again, and soon disappeared.