Seeing this, the eight disciples of Xuanlingmen sacrificed their magic weapons one after another, cast their own spells, and fought with them again.

For a while, the scene under the entire mountain was very chaotic, Chen Xuan held a long sword in his hand, and constantly used the [True Fire Flying Sword] he had cultivated, killing a first-order demon beast with one sword.

Seeing that there were still so many snake demons around, Chen Xuan didn't have a good way for a while, but he knew that a war of attrition like this was not good for them.

"Senior Brother Zhao, it's not a way to go on like this, we will lose sooner or later!"

I don't know who shouted like this, and everyone turned their eyes to Zhao Yang, hoping that he would come up with an idea.

After about a few breaths, Zhao Yang responded with a solemn look on his face

"Let's go!"

After speaking, he cast the Cloud Stepping Talisman, and instantly turned into a ray of light and fled into the distance.

The other Xuanling Sect disciples were no exception, they all took out the Cloud Stepping Talisman and flew away.

"Do you want to escape?"

Just as everyone flew away, a female voice sounded in their ears.

Immediately afterward, everyone felt that they could not continue to fly, and even went backwards, no matter how much they cast their spells, they were ineffective.

Like everyone in the Xuanling Sect, Chen Xuan also felt that he was being pushed backwards, he turned his head to look, and saw that this half-humanoid snake demon was holding a gourd, constantly releasing suction to absorb them back.

Chen Xuan secretly said that it was not good, but what could be done, they did not have the strength to resist.

Just when everyone was about to be sucked into the gourd, a phantom appeared on Zhao Yang's body, and when he fixed his eyes, this phantom was the head of the Xuanling Sect, Ling'an Zhenren.

Chen Xuan and the other Xuanling Sect disciples naturally saw it, and in the same way, he also knew that this was a wisp of life-saving divine sense left by Ling'an Zhenren to Zhao Yang.

When this phantom appeared, the disciples of the Xuanling Sect couldn't be happier, and they all cast a look of help to Ling'an Zhenren's divine sense.

As soon as he came out of Zhao Yang's sea of knowledge, Ling'an Zhenren turned his head and swept the surrounding scene, and then saw him flick his sleeves, and the suction power on the disciples of the Xuanling Sect suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Chen Xuan, like most people, landed on the ground safely, looking up at the "Ling'an Zhenren" floating in the air.

Seeing this wisp of divine consciousness appear, the half-human snake demon obviously had an unkind face, and a pair of eyes stared at this phantom.

At this moment, Ling'an Zhenren stroked his beard and asked

"This fellow Daoist of the Demon Clan, I don't know why he wants to hurt the lives of my disciples?"

"Huh, human, I don't have anything to say to you!

Obviously, the half-humanoid snake demon also knew that this was just a wisp of divine consciousness, so he was not too scared at all, but showed a tough side, because the divine consciousness existed for an hour or two at most, and without the support of spiritual power, it would dissipate.

After saying that, I saw that it hurriedly raised the gourd in its hand, pinched the handprint with one hand, and said something in its mouth, and the next moment, a rainbow light shot out from the mouth of the gourd and blasted towards Ling'an Zhenren.

For this attack, Ling'an Zhenren just raised his hand to pinch the seal, and counteracted it with an attack.

He chuckled

"This Demon Clan Daoist, you are only a late-stage cultivator of Jindan, how can you compete with me, a mid-stage cultivator of the Yuan Infant?"

"I haven't tried to know if I can compete with you! You're just a wisp of consciousness!"

As soon as the words fell, the half-humanoid snake demon pinched the seal again, played one spell after another, and blasted over, and at the same time held the entire gourd in his palm, spewing out a green poison.

In the face of this bells and whistles attack, Ling An Zhenren's face was still calm, and he saw that his hands were quickly pinched, forming a barrier to resist it.

Then, Ling'an Zhenren hurriedly pinched the seal again and shot back with a spell.

For a time, one person and one snake fought equally, the main reason was that Ling'an Zhenren was a wisp of divine sense, and the moves that could be played were limited, one was not assisted by magic weapons, the second was limited in time, and the power of the three moves was only seventy or eighty percent of the deity.

Just when the fighting method between them entered the stalemate stage, Zhao Yang's voice came into everyone's ears

"Don't look at it, let's leave quickly! This wisp of divine consciousness left to me by Master can only last for an hour, so let's escape as far as we can now!"

After speaking, he hurriedly took out the Cloud Talisman and flew away again.

After Chen Xuan and the other disciples reacted, they also urged the talisman seal again and fled from here.

I don't know how far they fled, until after running for about half an hour, they came to a wasteland, surrounded by only some weeds and gravel, and a few bare mountains with no grass.

After stopping, the eight disciples of the Xuanling Sect were all panting heavily, and some even a few disciples simply lay down on the ground.

After a few minutes, after everyone had regained some strength, they looked around.

"Senior Brother Zhao, where are we now?"

Lin Liu came to Zhao Yang's side and asked.

Seeing the surrounding wasteland, Zhao Yang didn't know where he was now, after all, this secret territory was so big, it was completely a small world.

"I don't know, but fortunately, the spiritual power in the secret realm is strong, leaving two people on guard, and the others hurriedly take the opportunity to breathe and restore their spiritual power, and adjust themselves to the best state in case something unexpected happens!"

Hearing this, Chen Xuan and Cai Fu meditated and breathed one after another, and began to recover their spiritual power.

On the other side, just after the people of Xuanlingmen fled, Ling'an Zhenren killed the half-humanoid snake demon with one palm, and then the rest of the snake demons quickly fled back to the mountain.

Then, after about a few breaths, the sky of the entire mountain darkened, and several phantom shadows flew out from the top of the mountain, and then landed in front of the Ling'an True Divine Sense.

After seeing it clearly, I found that it was a four-headed snake demon, one of which was the highest cultivation, and it was a Jindan consummation, only a line away from the Yuan Baby, if it weren't for the limitations of this heaven and earth, it might have been Yuan Ying a long time ago.

Seeing the snake demons in front of him, Ling'an Zhenren was expressionless and stood with his hands in his hands.

"Humans, you are so bold that you dare to invade my territory and kill my people!"

Ling'an Zhenren just smiled slightly and said slowly

"Alright, let's make a move!"

After all, he was just a wisp of divine sense, and there was only so much he could do, in order to make Zhao Yang and other Xuanling Sect disciples have less trouble in the secret realm, he decided to kill the king of the snake clan in front of him.

Looking at the people of Xuanlingmen at this time, when they were almost done meditating and pranayama, they began to investigate the surroundings.

At the same time, there are also people who care about the divine consciousness of Ling'an Zhenren

"Senior Brother Zhao, you said that the wisp of divine sense in charge of the sect will be fine, right?"

A disciple came to Zhao Yang's side and asked cautiously, because the indifferent aura emanating from Zhao Yang's body was really a bit biting.

"I don't know, besides, it's just a wisp of Master's divine sense, time is limited, you don't have to do anything when the time comes, it will naturally dissipate"

Zhao Yang walked at the front of the team and responded without looking back.