Soon he found the broken branches and weeds left by Zhang Ling's rapid escape.

The strength of the killers who came was not weak, they were all cultivators of the Yudan realm, and their foot strength was naturally not weak. Many of them have already reached the realm of the wind, and they are chasing extremely fast. If it weren't for the killer who had to observe the ground and determine the direction while chasing, Zhang Ling wouldn't have been able to run so far.

Despite this, after a stick of incense, he found Zhang Ling fleeing like a gorilla in the distance.

"There" a killer, looking at the figure in the distance, drank, then put his finger in his mouth, and a whistle sounded.

Then more and more whistles sounded, and Zhang Ling knew that the killer behind him was getting closer and closer.

At the moment, he breathed a sigh of relief and sped up.

"Be careful," the old man shouted

Zhang Ling instantly felt a faint sound of breaking wind behind him.

A sharp arrow swooped down on the eagle as if it saw its prey galloping down.

Zhang Ling couldn't dodge the old man with the wine on his back, so he hurriedly turned sideways, and was shot in the arm by an arrow and drilled into the arm bone. Since the distance was still far away, it had already exceeded the effective killing distance of the bow and arrow, so it did not cause fatal injuries.

Zhang Linglai only felt that he was slapped by a branch on his arm, he had been on the battlefield for many years, of course he knew that he was injured by a weapon, Zhang Ling's brows tightened, he didn't dare to stop if he didn't think about it. Still running wild. The voices behind him are getting closer.

"Put me down," the old man drank

"No," Zhang Ling replied firmly

"No one can run away like this"

"We've been running for three hours, how long do we have to get to Yunxi Temple?" Zhang Ling also asked anxiously

"I don't know, it shouldn't be too far"

Zhang Ling ran wildly all the way, and the old man with the wine on his back was dizzy and dizzy all the way, and it was really hard to judge how long it would take.

The sound of a tree branch breaking behind him was getting closer and closer, and it was clear that the killer was already close.

Over a mountain, you will see another mountain.

Zhang Ling only felt that he was dizzy, knowing that there was no hope of escaping, and he faintly wanted to faint.

"Cheer up! Turning over this mountain is Yunxi Temple" The old man's words were due to a heart pill, Zhang Ling stabilized his body, and did not dare to inhale with his mouth, which would undoubtedly increase the consumption of his physical strength. Shortness of breath.

Finally.

See light at the end of the tunnel!

As soon as he went up the mountain, a huge temple appeared in front of Zhang Ling's eyes. Although the sky is not yet bright, you can vaguely feel the extraordinary of this temple, the tower, the octagonal tower, faintly visible.

Zhang Ling's spirit was lifted, he held his breath, ran to the temple door, climbed the steps, fortunately there were not many stone steps in front of the door, a thick locust tree in front of the door, three adult men hugged each other may not be able to completely surround it, the temple door under the tree was closed, the plaque on the door was vaguely arguable, three big characters, the first cloud word could be vaguely seen, the last temple, the word in the middle was too dense, I couldn't see it clearly, it must be the Yunxi Temple in the mouth of the old man.

At the critical moment, he was allowed to knock on the door politely and wait, just slammed the temple door with his fist, and no one answered in the temple gate for a long time, thinking about the killer on the other side of the mountain, he could chase after the mountain, Zhang Ling was anxious, looked at the temple wall, and wanted to climb over the wall, but the temple wall was towering, and there was not enough time to carry the old man with wine on his back. If the killer feels that the temple door is still not opened, then it is really going to the Hades Hall to report.

Before he had time to think about it, Zhang Ling moved the old man from the door to the big locust tree, untied the old man's cloak, tied it to himself, and then covered the old man with a few dead branches, and then ran in the other direction to lure away the killer.

As soon as the killer in front of him crossed the mountain, the first thing he noticed was the fleeing prey, which was now running in a southwestern direction. A few whistles followed. Chase in the direction of Zhang Ling.

Without the old man on his back, Zhang Ling instantly felt a lot more relaxed. Although he was still panting heavily, he had recovered a lot. It's just that after exhaling for a long time, my mouth is dry, and my throat and eyes are hot and painful, which is naturally nothing compared to life.

Faintly hearing the sound of running water, Zhang Ling immediately ran in the direction of the sound, the sound of running water became louder and louder, until he saw the flowing waterfall in front of him, under the waterfall is a deep pool, the sound of water is coming from here, this night can not tell how high this waterfall is, how deep the deep pool below is, in case he jumps down and falls on the rocky beach, or the stones in the pool, he is no longer falling into mud! Zhang Ling stayed on a bluestone on the waterfall and gasped, inhaled a few breaths with his nose, and then spit out, in order to cheer himself up.

The two killers behind him saw that they had chased to a dead end, so they didn't rush forward, but just fell into the open space not far away, and walked step by step with a knife, for fear of the death of the prey, Zhang Ling looked at the killer's bright knife behind him, and finally took a sharp breath and jumped down.

The killer behind him hurriedly rushed forward, seeing that the other party was still falling into the water, the two killers hesitated, just observing the pool that Zhang Ling jumped into, and did not float up for a long time, there were more and more killers in front of the waterfall, and seven or eight people rushed in an instant, and after a simple exchange, they already understood that the prey jumped down.

Although there is no shortage of masters of the Si Feng Realm among the killers, but looking at this waterfall cliff that is more than 100 steps high, no one dares to jump, after all, the Si Feng Realm is not the Sky Realm, and there is no such arbitrary Sky Realm.

"There!" a sharp-eyed killer pointed to the rocky beach of the stream not far from the deep pool of the waterfall

Sure enough, Zhang Ling jumped into the deep pool, snorkeled, and dragged his wet clothes to the rocky beach on the shore. The big character lay on the rocky beach panting, watching the crowds on the waterfall cliff, but no one dared to jump, laughing sarcastically.

Seeing that it was okay for the prey to jump down, and the killers were also a group of well-trained people, jumping down one after another like dumplings, Zhang Ling also quenched and scolded, "Uncle, the ghost is not gone"

Although he scolded, he was addicted, he knew his strength, he didn't dare to rest more, turned around and got up, and then wanted to run to the other side.

There is water on my body, and it is really hard to run!

Of course, it's hard to run on your own, and so are the killers behind you!

The pain in his arm hit after entering the water! The pain in his heart pierced! Zhang Ling also grinned in pain!

I'm afraid this arm is going to be scrapped!

In this way, it looked like he had run less than ten miles and turned over the mountain.

A temple is in front of you!

The same big locust tree, the same stone steps, the same door plaque!

Zhang Ling couldn't help but be surprised, "Ran so far and circled back again?"

There are no towers here, and even the courtyard walls are very low, but this old locust tree is very similar!

Look at this plaque again, there are three words, the first one is a cloud, and the last one is a temple! But the word in the middle is not a stream, but a lotus word

Yunlian Temple!