Mo Zhuoyu didn't know what was going on, and he didn't have time to care.

Although she escaped temporarily through illusion, she had to take the blood needles in the sky for the illusion effect.

Now Mo Zhuoyu's whole body is not without scars.

As she kept running, the blood needles pierced into her body were like insects, burrowing into her body, and gradually flowing down the blood to the depths of her body.

In order to gain time, Mo Zhuoyu had no time to stay and heal at all. That illusion was only a temporary measure, and it was impossible to hide from the opponent for long, and when he reacted and caught up, she was really finished.

However, running wildly all the way, Mo Zhuoyu was not running away. As early as when she was in Licheng, she had already firmly remembered the route to the Twin Jade Domain, and now she saw that she was getting closer and closer to the border.

Because of the conflict between good and evil, there are people patrolling the border at any time, and it is not a barren place. But this is not good for Mo Zhuoyu.

Although they are righteous monks, it doesn't mean that they won't take advantage of the fire to rob, Mo Zhuoyu believes that if he falls into the hands of people without resistance, the result will not be much better than in the hands of evil cultivators.

Constantly rushing with injuries made Mo Zhuoyu's face become pale. After passing through a canyon, Mo Zhuoyu, who couldn't bear it, looked behind him and finally stopped.

If she continued on her journey, she was afraid that she would fall before the enemy came.

Because of the excessive force in his mouth, he gasped rapidly, and Mo Zhuoyu held his knee to breathe a sigh of relief before he began to deal with the injuries on his body.

Because the blood needle had already melted into the body, it would be difficult to get it out for a while and a half, so Mo Zhuoyu had to use the healing pill first to stop the wound on the surface of the body and stop it from bleeding.

In the hidden place, after changing into clothes, Mo Zhuoyu continued to move forward.

After this break, although Mo Zhuoyu still felt a little uncomfortable in his body because of the blood needle, his speed was much faster.

It didn't take long for Mo Zhuoyu to see from a distance the separation wall built by the power of the righteous path to block the evil cultivators.

The cultivation techniques that can be identified by the wall will only block the evil cultivation, and this is Mo Zhuoyu's best chance to escape from the pursuit.

Seeing that the separation wall was getting closer and closer, Mo Zhuoyu was overjoyed, and the speed under his feet increased by two points.

Suddenly, a throbbing pain inexplicably appeared in Mo Zhuoyu's body, and his feet were empty, and he fell from the sky in an instant.

"Damn, forget the poison of the autumn water nails!"

The blood needle that pierced Mo Zhuoyu's body was condensed from the blood flowing out of Wu Wen. She had forgotten why the other party had released so much blood!

This is really lifting a stone to shoot yourself in the foot, asking for your own suffering!

Although the blood needle is very toxic, after such a long period of exercise, it has already unconsciously invaded the heart from the blood, so Mo Zhuoyu suddenly fell down.

As soon as Mo Zhuoyu fell, she saw a blood-colored figure approaching her quickly from the direction she came from.

didn't have time to think about why the other party found him, Mo Zhuoyu immediately jumped up, held back the pain, and ran forward again.

She was less than ten miles away from the wall, and with a quarter of an hour, she would be able to leave.

But what she knew, how could the enemy not be clear, how could he give her this opportunity in vain.

I saw that Wu Wen didn't know what secret method he used, and he crossed over Mo Zhuoyu at an extremely fast speed, landed in front of her, and intercepted her.

"It turned out to be a little mouse that escaped from the wall!"

Obviously, Wu Wen regarded Mo Zhuoyu as a righteous monk who came from the other side of the wall.

Now that he looked at Mo Zhuoyu's eyes, he no longer had anything to hide, and there was only a thick killing intent left in his eyes.

Mo Zhuoyu stared at the other party vigilantly, but found that as his hands were gradually raised, a surge of spiritual energy suddenly appeared in the air.

Countless spiritual powers gathered together, forming a huge vortex of spiritual power, and the hurricane that brought it up blew Mo Zhuoyu almost untenable.

With the vortex of spiritual power launched by the other party, the blood in Mo Zhuoyu's body began to boil again. And this time, she felt a tingling sensation, like a blood needle that had originally entered, gathering inside her again, and constantly beginning to rampage through her blood.

Mo Zhuoyu's figure instantly began to tremble uncontrollably, and blood kept pouring out of his mouth.

At this time, she was horrified to find that under the overwhelming attack of the other party, she couldn't move a bit!

She could even hear the popping sound of a ruptured blood vessel in her body.

At this time, she really felt the gap between the ranks. Under the suppression of Xiuwei, she was powerless to fight back.

Is this all the strength of Jindan in the later period?

No, the current Wu Wen's coercion has far exceeded the state of fighting Mo Zhuoyu just now.

This is no longer the cultivation of the Jindan period!

"Ahem, Yuan Ying!"

Mo Zhuoyu spat out the blood in his throat and looked at the other party's gradually falling palm steadily.

Hearing this, Wu Wen did not refute, nor did he weaken the speed of the spiritual power falling in his hand in the slightest.

Mo Zhuoyu didn't expect it, but after a few breaths of being caught up by the other party, she had completely lost her ability to resist and was about to die in the opponent.

At the last moment, Mint, who had been staying in Mo Zhuoyu's sleeve, suddenly became larger, broke through his shirt, and blocked Mo Zhuoyu's body.

"Boom!"

It was equivalent to the full force of the Yuanying Monk's blow, and fell on the mint who was still in his infancy, Rao is Spirit Devouring Turtle's defensive power was amazing, and it still stumbled fiercely, instantly changed back to its original form, and fell on Mo Zhuoyu's body.

However, with the buffer of mint, Mo Zhuoyu finally regained his ability to move. She didn't dare to stay for a moment, and instantly took out the Phantom Heart Bell and frantically transported it into the spiritual power.

"Bell!"

"Bell!"

Although the Phantom Heart Bell can assist in illusions, it is already an extremely powerful magic weapon in itself. Mo Zhuoyu's spiritual power in the golden pill period was almost exhausted before he could launch the two rings of the phantom heart bell.

Qingling's voice echoed between heaven and earth, and for a while, it seemed to trigger countless echoes.

Wu Wen's eyes gradually lost Mo Zhuoyu's figure, and in a trance, a dark room appeared in front of him. A little boy, cowering under the corpse of a messy young woman, kept sucking the only hot blood.

His cold eyes, so the light dissipated, seemed to fall into inexplicable fear.

When Mo Zhuoyu saw that the Phantom Heart Bell was in effect, he had already picked up the mint and walked towards the separation wall quickly.

Although now was the best time to kill the enemy, the other party's strange cultivation and her poor physical condition made her have to give up this choice.

Although the Phantom Heart Bell is strong, it is not invincible. If in the process of killing the other party, he woke him up in advance, then Mo Zhuoyu really regretted it too late.

Without caring about the distracted enemy behind him, Mo Zhuoyu quickly fell into the wall and disappeared without a trace.