This monstrous power, even if Xuantian Cang's strength is fully open, I am afraid that he will not be able to stop it, not to mention Yizhu, how can he, a Jindan monk, block such an attack?

Seeing that terrifying energy shockwave roaring towards him, Yizhu hurriedly blocked him with a slaying sky, and his body quickly retreated into the distance.

This terrifying wave of qi made Yizhu tremble, and as the qi of the palm gang got closer and closer to him, Yizhu suddenly summoned two puppets directly in front of him.

With a bang, the palm gang instantly smashed on top of the puppet, and the terrifying power of the palm gang instantly splashed countless yellow sand, and the earth within a radius of hundreds of zhang trembled violently, and countless thunder and lightning spirit snakes were strung together in the void, and the riot continued.

Suddenly, three figures were suddenly knocked out of the flying yellow sand.

There is also a puppet's body shield to resist the damage, otherwise he will definitely die with this blow, despite this, the two puppets were also bombarded by the full-body puppet of which palm, Yizhu clenched his teeth and secretly felt distressed, and then he had a gloomy face, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, glared fiercely at the figure in front of him, and then fled into the distance without hesitation.

Such a terrifying monk was enough for him, and when Elmi and the other 'Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect' monks arrived, he was estimated to be dead, and now was still not the time for his own ability.

"Want to run?" A sneer came from high in the sky, but he saw the white-robed old man levitating in the air, like looking at an ant, staring at the fleeing Yizhu.

When the words fell, the spiritual light in the hands of the white-robed old man turned into a thunderbolt and pierced the void, the artistic conception of thunder and lightning, the speed was unmatched, even if Yizhu was full of firepower and the speed reached the limit, it was difficult to escape the end of being caught up.

Seeing that the white-robed old man was getting closer and closer to him, Yizhu's heart instantly panicked, what should he do, should he hide in the other world first.

Gathering his mind, Yizhu now only thinks about escaping from the pursuit of the white-robed old man immediately, although his staying power is good, but the speed really can't be compared with the old man in the rear, thanks to his 'blood shadow flash', otherwise I don't know how many times he has been killed.

Just as Yizhu and the white-robed old man were chasing and fleeing, Emir and Elder Yuhan reappeared, and everyone scanned the surroundings, but they didn't see any figures, only a huge pit.

"What about the Venerable Whispering?" the emir asked in surprise as his face sank when he saw this.

"Venerable Whispering is a Dacheng Realm cultivator, and although his strength is not comparable to Venerable Mo Yan, it is definitely not comparable to this kid. Elder Yuhan shook his head and said, he was extremely confident in the strength of the Whispering Venerable.

"Hmph, that old guy must have underestimated that kid. The emir snorted coldly, and then took out the blood-colored jade plate and fused it with a drop of demon blood.

Suddenly, what was happening around them appeared on the blood-colored jade plate again, and when they saw that scene, several people's faces became more and more embarrassed.

Elder Yuhan shouted in disbelief, "How is it possible, he actually survived the sneak attack of the Whispering Venerable?"

If he hadn't really seen this picture, Elder Yuhan would never have believed it, but this was the truth.

"Prince, could it be that Yizhu still has any magic weapons on his body, could it be that his two Dharma Protectors blocked the attack of the Whispering Venerable for him?" Holman beside the emir said in a deep voice, and only in this way could the reason why Yizhu was able to escape from the Whispering Venerable's hands.

"It's impossible that the cultivation of those two old things has also been suppressed, and now they must be seriously injured, it's impossible, they can protect this kid, but, no matter what, this kid must die!" Emir said in a deep voice, and then looked at Elder Yuhan and said, "I can finally determine his location once, if I can't kill him this time, when he leaves here, it is estimated that ordinary people will not be able to kill him." ”

"What do we need to do?" this time, Elder Yuhan did not refute Emir's words.

"Block the entrance to this space, trap Yizhu in the third layer of space, and when the time comes, there will be another trapped beast fight. Emir clenched his fists, his fingers clicked, and his nails were embedded in the palms of his hands, almost pinching blood, which could be imagined Emir's hatred for Yizhu.

"Okay, I'll do it. Elder Yuhan nodded, as long as he could kill this son, let him do anything.

At this time, Yizhu was still fleeing directionlessly in this land of yellow sand, although he wanted to go to the entrance to the fourth layer, but the four fields were full of yellow sand, and he couldn't find the direction at all.

After a few hours, the Whispering Venerable in the back was getting closer and closer to him, and the white-robed old man seemed to be teasing Yizhu, and every time Yizhu was about to flee, the white-robed old man could always catch up with him quickly. Seeing this scene, Yizhu was really anxious, once the old man became serious, I am afraid that he will definitely die, even if he incarnates Shura, he can't run away from this old man's hands, because now Yizhu knows that this person's cultivation is not much weaker than that of Venerable Mo Yan, a monk in the Dacheng realm, for the current Yizhu, there is a difference between heaven and earth.

"Where is the entrance to the fourth floor?" A look of anxiety appeared on Yizhu's face, he had fled tens of thousands of miles, and his speed had obviously slowed down.

The most important thing is that he has been here for a few hours, if he doesn't enter the fourth layer of space, when the other monks of the 'Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect' surround him, it will be impossible for him to escape.

At the same time, the news that Yizhu was hunted down and killed by the 'Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect' spread far and wide, and it was being discussed everywhere.

In a desert area, a figure suddenly flew in from a distance, and two other figures came up to meet it.

If Yizhu was here, he would definitely be able to recognize that two of these three people were Shangguan Guming and Dugu Soul who had dissipated with him.

The other one, but it is a weak figure, looking like a scholar of the young monk, this person is none other than Yizhu's friend Yitang, he walked with Feng Feixiang, until he reached the depths of the second layer before he met Shangguan Guming, after meeting these two people, Feng Feixiang said goodbye, probably seeing Dugu Soul always made him have a particularly uncomfortable taste.

But the latter really didn't care much, in the eyes of Dugu Soul, what really worried him was Yizhu's comfort, at this moment he had regarded Yizhu as his only relative besides the master, so he must not let others hurt Yizhu.

"Senior Brother Soul, how is it, have you found any trace of my third brother?" Seeing the return of Dugu's soul, Shangguan Guming hurriedly greeted him.

"Senior Brother Yi is being chased and killed by the people of the 'Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect', and I heard that the entrance from the third layer to the fourth layer will soon be closed. Dugu Soul's face was gloomy, when he came to this Babel Tower, he couldn't exert all his strength, even if he stood beside Yizhu now, what could he do, Dugu Soul couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.

"Then what are we waiting for, hurry up and find the third brother, and then immediately go to the fourth floor of the Tower of Babel. Shangguan Guming said worriedly.

Hearing this, Dugu Soul shook his head and said, "Do you know who the people who are chasing and killing Senior Brother Yi this time, and how many of them are there? All the combat power that I can exert now is at most in the Jindan Realm, and the 'Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect' has indeed dispatched hundreds of elites this time, and all of them are above the Distraction Realm." ”

"We have been suppressed, and the people of the 'Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect' must have also been suppressed, and they are also in the Jindan Realm, we are afraid that he will do something, and it will be a big deal to kill him. "Shangguan Guming said viciously, he is also a first-class sect, but he 'Penglai Immortal Sect' does not have any good feelings towards the 'Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect'.

"The point is, the people of the 'Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect' have not been suppressed!" Dugu Soul shook his head and said, speaking of this, his face became more and more difficult to look at.

But thinking of his master and explaining to himself, Yizhu has his master's protection, so he doesn't have to worry about it, Dugu Soul is also secretly relieved, how strong the master of Senior Brother Yi is, he knows very well.

"How is it possible, why can't we suppress their cultivation, then what should we do now, we can't just watch the third brother being killed by them, right?" Shangguan Guming froze directly in place.

"Don't worry, Senior Brother Yi will definitely be fine. Dugu Soul said firmly.

At the same time, Yizhu walked through this desolate world at great speed, looking more and more tired, and the white-robed old man in the back was chasing after him, which already made him a little unbearable.

However, the appearance of the white-robed old man was indeed unusually relaxed, and he chased and killed Yizhu for more than half a day, which seemed to him to be a game.

Seeing this scene, this made Yizhu even more sure that the old man in the white robe was terrible.

"Little guy, you can't run away, the entrances and exits of the third layer of space are sealed, bow your head obediently, and return to the 'Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect' with the old man As long as you are willing to retreat in our sect for a thousand years, the old man will guarantee your comfort!" The voice of the white-robed old man came from behind unhurriedly.

Yizhu's eyes were cold, if he believed him, then there would be a ghost, and I would be able to come out alive when I entered the 'Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect' with you. Hearing this, Yizhu didn't speak, and his speed increased again and suddenly flew forward.

"But just now, listening to what the old man said, if that's the case, then wouldn't I even more shouldn't go to the entrance to the fourth floor?" Yizhu frowned, then shook his head and said, "Whether it's true or not, the longer I stay in the third layer space, the greater the danger to me. ”

Thinking of this, Yizhu looked up and continued to look for the entrance to the fourth floor.

Now everything is at a loss, and I can only rely on myself to figure out the location of the entrance to the fourth floor.

After a long time, Yizhu suddenly slapped his forehead on his face and said: "It's that I'm thinking too much, no matter what kind of yellow sand world the third layer is, or other worlds, the layers of space of the Tower of Babel should be surrounded by concentric circles, as long as I go to the innermost part, and then I always encounter the critical point of space, and then follow the critical point, I can naturally find the entrance." ”

Thinking of this, Yizhu became extremely excited as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, his speed increased again, and then the blood flashed, and disappeared in an instant.

Seeing that Yizhu's speed accelerated again, the corners of the white-robed old man's mouth curled slightly, and he shook his head helplessly, and then his figure flashed, turning into white light and smelling Yizhu's breath and walking away.

Feeling the speed of the white-robed old man behind him speed up again, Yizhu was so depressed that he almost vomited blood, and he couldn't wait to rush up immediately and whip the old man a hundred times. But I can't beat him with myself, otherwise......

Gritting his teeth, Yizhu increased his speed again, but his spiritual power consumption at the moment was already a bit serious, and he was not like the white-robed old man, as if he was playing.

Continuing to open the god-killing shadow and blood rage is quite huge for Yizhu, and now he is only barely supporting.

Looking at the old man behind him, Yizhu also cursed in his heart, this old thing is like a dog skin plaster, it is a bastard.

Looking back from time to time, I can vaguely see a white dot, which is only a few hundred meters away.

The two kept this distance and flew for another hour, and Yizhu finally found the direction to the fourth layer of space through judgment.

Then it took another hour, and he finally saw a weak point in the space, and he slightly let go of his divine sense and approached the weak point in the space.

He didn't want to take a risk, after all, the monks of the 'Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect' and those of the alien race were all trying to kill him by all means.

If this was really the entrance to the fourth layer of space, how could the monks of the 'Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect' let him pass through at will?

"This Tower of Babel, the deeper it goes, the greater the power of suppression, if I want to take the advantage, it is estimated that it will be at least to the fifth layer, or even the sixth layer of space, and when it reaches the sixth layer of space, it is estimated that the abominable demon blood will be useless, and even the strongest monk will be like an ant in front of him. Xiao Fan groaned in his heart.

is also Jindan Realm, Yizhu is confident that few people are his opponents, wrong, it should be said that no one is his opponent.

In this third layer of space, the drop of demon blood in his body can still resist that suppressive force, but if he enters the fourth layer, Yizhu doesn't dare to guarantee whether he can resist that pressure.

Sensing that the soul clone was approaching the weak point of the space, Yizhu's heart also became nervous, but he didn't stay, there was still a white-robed old man in the back chasing after him?

However, at this moment, the speed of the white-robed old man suddenly accelerated, and the power of golden thunder and lightning burned around his body, and a terrifying aura erupted.

"Die!"

With a loud shout, the white-robed old man seemed to exert his full body strength, and a palm gang containing the mystery of the thunder and lightning of the tyrant pushed out horizontally.

Where did Yizhu think that the white-robed old man would suddenly attack and kill, could it be that this old thing had been deliberately numbing himself before?

If it were anyone else, it was estimated that he could only stand and wait for death, but how firm Yizhu's will was, and his spiritual sense was extremely powerful, when Zhan Lao San made a move, his blood shadow flashed red, and instantly moved a distance of several miles, dodging the killing blow of the white-robed old man.

"Old thing, the 'Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect' really doesn't have any good goods, the Supreme Elder of the Great Maturity Period, can he use a sneak attack?" Yizhu scolded angrily, but his feet were extremely sharp, and he quickly fled into the distance.

However, Yizhu also found an advantage of his own, even if his strength was not the opponent of the white-robed old man, his artistic conception seemed to be no weaker than the white-robed old man.

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