In the mist, it was not real to the naked eye, the spiritual sense captured a beam of fluctuations, and a flying knife in the dark shot rapidly towards him, silently, Wang Chuan's spiritual sense was aware, and immediately moved three feet sideways, and at the same time turned his hand and swung out, the light flickered, the spirit pattern bloomed, the runes jumped, and two Xuanguang spirit blades slashed out, attacking in the direction of the hidden weapon, "Poof, poof!~" There was a muffled hum in the distance, someone was tricked, Wang Chuan was alert, and suddenly pounced, the light spirit was added, and he suddenly left, his divine sense extended there, and immediately found a big man in green clothes, so the light of the seal in his hand flashed, and the runes of Danshan were born and destroyed, causing the heaven and earth spirit yuan to shake, and he shouted "Suppress!"

The big man in green clothes in the distance had already been injured, and he was immediately alert and wanted to move, but it was too late, and he suddenly found that the air around him had solidified, turning into a huge pressure, and he was about to crush him, "Hey!~" The big man was furious, and burst out the true yuan of his whole body, in order to get out of trouble, how could Wang Chuan let him get his wish, and once again condensed the runes of the demon slaying technique, a series of shining spirit knives, hovered up and turned into a fine knife practice, and slashed down suddenly, magnetic!~, the big man couldn't dodge, and was instantly split in half, the blood light escaped, the blood mist flew, and he died instantly.

It all happened in the midst of lightning!

"Er dare, take your life!~" Anger increased, the roar came from the other side, and the sword light cut towards him, sharp and unmatched, but it was a mundane means, Wang Chuan's spiritual sense was locked, and his whole body was originally light and spiritual, and there were Xuanxi runes that were constantly born and destroyed, and he had to stagger to avoid it between his breaths.

At this time, a strange divine consciousness suddenly stabbed over, attacking Wang Chuan's soul, "muffled!~" Wang Chuan was hit, with a splitting headache, dizzy eyes, and damaged souls, between the electric light and flint, Wang Chuan bit the tip of his tongue, woke up in pain, and the smell of blood in his mouth stimulated him, the knife light was already approaching, "When!~" The knife qi was blocked by the aura cover, the aura detonated, and it bounced three feet away, Wang Chuan took the opportunity to move in an instant, "Huh!~" The shoulder was cold, the sharp pain hit, or was swept by a ray of knife light, the shoulder immediately rushed blood, the red scattered, and Wang Chuan quickly retreated.

"Here we go again!" A vague divine thought attack struck again, 100,000 in a hurry, Wang Chuan woke up, he also had the method of divine thought, thought of doing it, immediately condensed, his wrist twisted outward, turned his palm, little finger buckled, Zhi Ming Gong launched, visualize the purple mansion lotus phantom, a bright relic blooming on it, this is the manifestation of divine thought, condensed over time, in an instant, Wang Chuan's body erupted with holy light, blooming brilliantly, at this moment Wang Chuan turned to attack, recited the mantra in his mouth, whether he succeeded or not, gambled, Zhi Minggong's divine consciousness attack was launched.

Concentrating on calmness, visualizing the heaven and the earth, Wang Chuan is solemn and solemn, the mantra in his mouth sends out "hum", "moo", the special rhythm communicates the sound of heaven and earth, vibrates the lotus relics, and in an instant, the golden light is sheng, and the fuzzy law phase is manifested behind Wang Chuan, a golden lotus phantom manifests and blooms, buzzing and turning, one of the bright rays of the gods, is urged, condenses the golden light of the Buddhist 10,000 characters, Wang Chuan's divine thought drives, and instantly beats it out, and the swastikas are one after another, meeting the attacking divine consciousness attack.

"Ah~!" The screams in the distance suddenly sounded, it was successful, Wang Chuanxing's eyes flashed, and when he heard the sound, he immediately launched the wind control technique, and the fit pounced, the middle finger of the right hand shone brightly, and the finger was ready, approaching, and finally saw a hazy figure in the dense fog, sitting cross-legged on the ground, and was doing his work, Wang Chuan was angry and rushed into the sky, "Kill!" resounded through the sky, and his hands were sealed "Forbidden!" "Ding" and "Press!" , I saw, in an instant, there was a lot of spiritual light, the runes were dense, he continued to cast spells, regardless of the consumption of Lingyuan, that person wanted to hide, it was too late, he was disturbed by Wang Chuan, struggling to push, but he couldn't move, and finally he had to put out a Xuanguang shield to resist.

Close, Wang Chuan was born like a god of war, regardless of his injuries, his bloody clothes were like Shura in that person's eyes, only to see Wang Chuan point out, the light was shining, and the incomparable finger transformation of the condensation sent out a dazzling light, effortlessly breaking through the person's protective Xuanguang, penetrating into his abdomen, penetrating through his chest, and turning his spiritual power into a blade, instantly shattering this person's viscera.

"Poof!~" The man was hit hard, his eyes instantly dimmed, he spat blood, fell to the ground, and died.

Wang Chuan stared at this person like a grim god, watching him collapse limply, his pupils were cold, and he took a strange bag from his waist and put it into his arms.

These series of attacks were completed in a few breaths.

At this time, another person behind him caught up, and suddenly found this scene, Wang Chuan turned his head suddenly, like a fierce beast, his eyes emitted an awe-inspiring murderous aura, shocking the person, this person screamed, frightened and scattered, turned his head and ran.

Wang Chuan killed his red eyes, forgot the brain domain and physical pain, and only knew in his heart that he could not let this person go, otherwise, it might be very unfavorable to himself and familiar people, he forcibly gathered qi, spiritual power transformed into light spiritual qi, gathered with legs and feet, ran wildly, chased straight out, had a rapid speed, narrowed the distance between the two people between breaths, a distance of more than ten meters, enough, Wang Chuan operated spiritual power, runes flashed, the light transformed, the crystal divine ring condensed out, hooked the power of heaven and earth, he waved his right arm, and chanted in his mouth. Condensation', this is a fixed decision, flying out, as anxious as a flying star, the big man in front of him suddenly slammed down, fell forward, Wang Chuan took the opportunity to catch up, his right hand and fingers, the white light was shining, a finger pointed out, the finger was cut out again, the big man snorted, the neck, the blood was gurgling, the head was down, and he died.

Losing the support of the spell, the thick fog gradually dissipated, Wang Chuan sat down dejectedly, spit out a mouthful of blood, covered in blood red, dripping with blood, the pain in his left shoulder hit, he couldn't help but convuls, and in fatigue, he saw a dead person in one place, and then all took off the bag on his waist, and searched a few medicine bottles from the corpse of the previous cultivator, and then he didn't look at it, all of them were included in his arms, and searched again, but there was no more, so the violent corpse wilderness left this place.

I don't know when, the sky has been white, Wang Chuan sneaked around, coughing, sometimes spitting blood, his eyes were blurred, and his body was a little cold.

"No, you must find a place to heal your wounds, if you are ambushed again, you may definitely die!"

Wang Chuan looked for it, and then staggered towards the mountains and forests, condensed his spiritual power, covered his body with Xuanguang, strengthened his spirit, and rode away with the wind, which was also to not leave traces on the ground, so as not to be found, and had to be guarded against!

About dozens of miles, really exhausted, Wang Chuan came to a cliff edge, there are mountains in the distance, snow-capped, cold wind and cold, under the valley, there are cedars growing, the valley bottom is not big, the downhill road is not very steep, it is really a good place to hide, Wang Chuan relied on his body, jumped down in depth, to the bottom of the valley, Wang Chuan found a small cave, the entrance of the cave is facing down, the entrance of the cave is small, Wang Chuan drilled in, hey, the space is not small, it happens to be able to accommodate himself, and there is some space to move, it is quite spacious.

After Wang Chuan sat down, he rested for a while, and then went out of the cave, and after a while, he returned, carrying two hares and a wild deer in his hand, both of which were dead, and he threw them into the hole, the weather was cold, and he was not afraid of being broken, and he also went into the cave with his own cat.

For the time being, he can't make a fire, in case a chasing soldier finds out, Wang Chuan meditates, recovers with all his strength, rotates the exercises in his body, travels back and forth, turns into a lock immortal ring, absorbs the spirit of heaven and earth, infuses his body, and heals and recovers.

After a long time, the night came again, it turned out that the sky had unconsciously reached the night, and when the spirit yuan recovered to eighty percent, Wang Chuan opened his eyes again, in the light of his eyes, the essence of light flickered, and his spirit was much better, but he could fight, and the flesh wound on his left shoulder began to heal and scar under the washing of the aura around his body, except for some stinging pain in his head, the other conditions were fine.

He sat in a daze for a while, and then the bonfire in the cave was lit, and he flayed a hare alive, and the oil was shiny, and he devoured it, and wiped his mouth.

After eating and drinking, Wang Chuan fell down on the rock wall to rest, sleepiness hit, so after sealing the entrance of the cave with sundries, he gradually fell into a deep sleep, very tired.

When I woke up again, it was already dawn, and it was about dawn.

Wang Chuan once again entered the cultivation of the Xuanfa Prajna, and his cultivation went through a great battle and improved.

At dusk, Wang Chuan woke up from his meditation, his spirit was much better again, he ate some roast venison, meditated, reproduced the previous battle scene in his mind, and realized that in order to survive, he had to be cautious.