"Senior brother, why should we grovel so much, he is just in the early stage of foundation building, although the law is weird, but as long as we hold up the body shield, I don't believe that he can still kill us one by one!"

Jing Long's face was not angry, and he trembled with anger.

Jing Qian saw that Jiang Ping's shadow was long gone, so he sighed and glanced at his own brother, "You, you're still so impulsive! Ming Qian is the same as you, but he is timid and cautious, so he has survived to this day." But because of the death of his nephew and grandson, the Ming family had no monk to inherit his position, and he was in chaos. Today's speech is out of order, I don't know what to say. ”

Jiang Ping took a breath, his face changed slightly, this time it was only more than a mile!

"Whew!"

Jiang Ping disappeared in front of his eyes.

As soon as Jiang Ping's color changed, another thunder fireball flew out, and Jiang Ping immediately shrank into inches.

And the Soul Suppression Pattern, which covered a range of nearly ten miles, also strengthened a little bit as his mana increased.

Li Mubai smiled bitterly, pinched the trick in his hand, and his physical strength Jin Dan spewed out several golden rays, and the method was used to the extreme, and the speed increased by nearly three percent, which was more than three times the speed of Jiang Ping, and the distance between him and Jiang Ping was instantly shortened a lot!

"It's not easy to chase, although his method can only escape three or four miles, but as long as he uses it again, then he can escape farther. The strength around the Soul Suppression Pattern is weak, and it only takes three or four times to escape from this range. ”

Li Mubai frowned when he saw it, Jiang Ping's fire thunder ball was nothing, even his body shield couldn't damage half a point, but the large-scale soul suppression pattern he cast was not like this, the power of the fire thunderball explosion could still dispel the soul suppression pattern for a few breaths, although the time was extremely short, it could also make Jiang Ping's method successful.

It's not that Jiang Ping can't escape farther, but he is worried that the slower the speed of casting, the easier it will be to be destroyed by Li Mubai.

Jiang Ping threw hard, the thunder fireball flew to the front and exploded, Jiang Ping flew to the area that exploded, and immediately shrunk into inches, and escaped three or four miles in an instant, and the fairy rope pounced into the air!

The immortal rope is less than ten zhang away from Jiang Ping!

Seeing that the immortal rope was more than more than 100 zhang away from Jiang Ping, Jiang Ping suddenly condensed a fist-sized thunder fireball in his hand, and after Jiang Ping built the foundation, the condensation speed of the thunder fireball was not the same as that when refining qi, it was formed between the two breaths.

The corners of Li Mubai's mouth twitched a sneer: "You underestimate the divine consciousness of Jindan Zhenren too much, hundreds of miles within a radius are under my divine consciousness, you throw one, I only need to lock the divine sense, even if you throw out a thousand pieces, you can't escape my divine sense, it's just a matter of taking some time to get it back, a small matter, a small matter!"

took out a high-level magic weapon again, and threw it in the opposite direction with force, and it was seven or eight miles.

Suddenly, Jiang Ping took out a high-grade magic weapon from the storage bag and threw it into the distance, going seven or eight miles.

Li Mubai smiled faintly, "When you lose it, Li naturally locks the storage bag, and it is easy to find it if you throw it there! This can't threaten me!"

"It's a big deal, the fish dies and the net is broken, Jiang Mou will throw it in a certain place in the mountains, let you find it for three days, I believe that this time is enough to support the seniors of Qingshimen!" Jiang Ping threatened, he really had no choice.

Li Mubai said indifferently: "Li killed you, so you can naturally get it." ”

"Li Mubai, I will leave the treasures of the Purple Cloud Sect, you let me go!"

Jiang Ping smiled bitterly in his heart, why did he not use the treasure for a long time, it was not that he didn't need it, but that he couldn't even use two points of strength for the high-level magic weapon, but it was easy to be taken away by the other party.

Unless you use the magic weapon of the treasure, or even the spiritual treasure!

Jiang Ping didn't have any thoughts of cutting off the Immortal Suo, Li Mubai was a monk in the late stage of Jindan, and the magic weapon he used was at least high-level! The highest level in his own hand was the defensive magic weapon Purple Smoke Veil, which was enough to defend against the Immortal Suo!

Just thirty breaths, it's enough to catch up!

The speed of the Immortal Suo was much faster than Jiang Ping's, Jiang Ping was shocked and hurriedly changed direction, but the Immortal Suo also changed direction and chased after Jiang Ping!

"Whoosh!"

Li Mubai sneered, and a rope flew out of his hand and headed straight towards Jiang Ping.

"Immortal Suo!"

The image of Qingle real people appeared in the air, Li Mubai split his palm, and he didn't even say a word, and the image of Qingle real people disappeared.

Although he couldn't cast it by shrinking the ground into inches, the Flowing Cloud Technique was not disturbed, Jiang Ping desperately used his mana, and the Flowing Cloud Technique was used by him to the extreme, trying to narrow the distance between him and Li Mubai.

"Ruthless enough! Shrinking the ground into inches, it is to rely on the lines to narrow the extremely long distance into one step, and this kind of lines obviously interfere with the shrinking of the ground into inches, so that they cannot be successfully displayed. What kind of treasure is it that has such an effect!"

There are invisible lines in the air within the range, although it does not affect the body, but it makes it impossible for him to shrink the ground into inches.

Jiang Ping was shocked, and without hesitation, he pinched a floating stone in his hand, and a golden light suddenly disappeared. He used to shrink the ground again, but he found that he couldn't succeed at this time.

"Jindan monk Li Mubai!"

He fixed his eyes and saw a man in blue clothes standing in the air hundreds of feet away.

Jiang Ping had just flown here, and he felt that a great terror was coming, and he did not hesitate to shrink the ground and step out of the ground, and as soon as the thought arose, Jiang Ping staggered out from hundreds of zhang away, and almost fell from the air.

Muling Mountain has many mountains and forests, there are many birds of prey and beasts, it is easy to become fine, and it has always been one of the holy places for bluestone men to raise spirit animals.

Muling Mountain.

After a cup of tea......

Jiang Ping's eyes were purring, his heart was determined, and then he flew forward, but he turned in the direction of the bluestone gate in a small arc. When you get close to the bluestone gate, you can directly shrink into inches and show it without reservation, escape from the other party's divine sense, and enter the bluestone gate.

"No, you can't run away directly, it will arouse this person's vigilance, and you will directly attack it, this place is thousands of miles away from the Qingshi Gate......"

"Later stage of Jindan?" Jiang Ping thought of these words, not scalp numb, although he has a small strength, he can mix in the foundation building period, but the gap with the late stage of Jindan is too big, and he will be directly crushed!

"No, my instincts can't be wrong. I always feel like I'm being stared at, and I think it's an illusion since I hit it from outside Chuzhou, but how can this hallucination always have. My divine consciousness has reached the middle of the early stage of Jindan and the middle stage of Jindan, and it can not be discovered by me, at least above the middle stage of Jindan, or even in the late stage. ”

Walking for a hundred miles, Jiang Ping couldn't help but stop, looked around vigilantly, and swept in all directions without reservation, whether it was mountains, rivers, lakes or jungles and rocks, birds and beasts were unobstructed, but he didn't find anything unusual at all.

Jiang Ping chuckled lightly and flew towards the Black Rooster Country.

"It's really not easy for Jing Qian to be able to see through my bone age and mask! This person can become the eldest disciple of Yuan Zhenren, and there is really some way. They do not value their disciples, but rather their own reputation and longevity. It seems that it is right not to fight with them, after all, the monks who have built the foundation of the bluestone gate will not easily go out of the mountain gate, and it is difficult to clear it themselves, with the three of them, it is convenient. ”

Dozens of miles away, Jiang Ping withdrew his divine consciousness after hearing this.

......

"If Senior Brother is not bad, this person should be the foundation building monk of our Qingshi Sect......!

"Cultivating immortals is immortal, these disciples will die when they die, and when they return to the door, they must try to eliminate the disciples who practice the "Essence of Gasification", and who knows that the exercises will also be eliminated. ”

Jing Long no longer had the heart to resist and was impressed.

"Thank you, senior brother. ”

"Less than thirty years old in the early stage of foundation building, and there is such a terrifying method!" Liu Yankai's face changed greatly for the first time, what this meant, he knew very well in his heart.

Jing Qian said slowly.

"You forgot to look at the bones of your brother, not only is he less than thirty years old, but he is not his true face at all, wearing a mask! In the early stage of foundation building that is less than thirty years old, once we grow up, we are not opponents at all! So peace is precious!"

"Yes!" Jing Long responded unwillingly, but Liu Yan nodded secretly.

His tone changed, "Didn't you notice? Ming Qian escaped from the range of our divine sense, and in less than half a cup of tea, that person returned and brought back Ming Qian's knife, which shows that the time it took him to kill Ming Qian was too short! Although Ming Qian is timid and afraid, he has been immersed in the middle stage of foundation building for sixty years, and being killed so quickly can only show that person is too strong!"

This invisible ripple has been enhanced!

Casting once consumes half percent of mana, only these two times have consumed one percent, plus the flow of clouds to the extreme, the mana consumed is not small, so it is impossible to support back to the bluestone gate!

Jiang Ping no longer threw out the high-grade magic weapon easily, and directly took out two middle-grade spirit stones, absorbing the spiritual energy in them without any scruples.