How can there be such a bold and reckless retreat in the world?

Isn't he afraid of the thunder and wrath of Danxia Sect?

Senior Sister Fang's death made Gan Jing feel unbelievable, this person made a move without any warning at all, and it was already too late for her to react.

"You're damned!"

Gan Jing released the Jinpa with a malicious face, pointed at it, turned it into dozens of zhang in size, and pressed towards Chen Lang and the three of them like covering the sky and the sun, as if the sky was falling.

Bang!

Jinpa fell heavily, and the shock wave spread out in all directions, kicking up an overwhelming cloud of dust.

"Damn Sanxiu, dare you kill my junior sister!!" Gan Jing was furious and bent his hand together, and the Jinpa shrank into a ball, rapidly shrinking, if a person is trapped in the Jinpa, his whole body will inevitably be shattered, and he will not be human.

Suddenly, a piercing cracking sound sounded, and a purple light shot out from Jinpan, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Gan Jing's body.

The fierce sword qi made Gan Jing's body cold, and in her rage, she didn't sacrifice a defensive magic weapon, even if she released her body protection qi, she must not be able to stop the flying sword in front of her.

"Daoyou is merciful, we can talk about ......"

The flying sword flew around Gan Jing's slender and white neck, and a stunningly beautiful head rolled down, and blood spurted out from the neck cavity.

Gan Jing's seductive red lips kept moving, as if she was still saying something, but unfortunately, she couldn't say it anymore.

Although Jinpa had a breach, it was not completely damaged, and it lost Gan Jing's control, and stretched out on its own, revealing three figures, each with its own defense.

Seeing the dead corpse not far away, the old man surnamed Zhang was shocked, and without thinking, he released several defensive magic weapons, shields, buildings, mirrors, and several golden bell talismans, drove the bat puppet, and fled for his life.

"Senior brother, let's chase after him!Don't let him escape!!"

Chen Lang, who was pale, swallowed a jade liquid pill, grabbed the Zixia Sword, and rode on the white crane to chase the old man surnamed Zhang who was shining brightly.

Due to Chen Lang's lack of cultivation, he was unable to refine the Zixia Sword. Otherwise, this flying sword can be big or small, and it will only be a moment to catch up with the old man surnamed Zhang who is two hundred zhang away. Injecting mana to drive the Zixia Sword not only consumes a huge amount, but also reaches the limit.

After all, the bat puppet is a dead thing, and its speed is much slower than that of the white crane Xiaolan, and the distance gradually shortens under the relentless pursuit.

Using a flying sword?

As soon as this thought appeared in Chen Lang's mind, Chen Lang chose to deny it. The old man surnamed Zhang has a lot of defenses, and the Zixia Sword may not be able to destroy it in one fell swoop.

Even if it broke through to the middle stage of foundation building, the consumption of mana by the Zixia Sword was still beyond Chen Lang's ability. A sword flew out, the mana would inevitably bottom out, and the uncontrolled Zixia Sword fell to the ground and picked it up, it was too much of a waste of time, with this opportunity, the old man surnamed Zhang was afraid that he would have to escape from the field of vision.

The octagonal hammer that was about to be exchanged for a spirit stone was thrown at the old man surnamed Zhang.

The shadow of the giant hammer shrouded the bat puppet, the old man surnamed Zhang was horrified, and threw out several blue beads one after another, bursting violently, and the fierce energy generated involved the giant hammer, and after a while, the giant hammer flew out, whistling and spinning, passing over the top of Chen Lang's head, and his body continued to shrink, turning into a small hammer and falling into the mountains and forests.

"Senior Brother Chen?" asked Yao Haiping tentatively.

"Don't worry!

The white crane suddenly accelerated, and after a few breaths, the distance between him and the old man surnamed Zhang was closer again.

A golden flying fork shot straight into the back of the old man surnamed Zhang, and the bronze bell covering his body flickered violently, shattered, and scattered a little streamer.

However, there was more than one bronze bell, and Chen Lang lost another magic weapon.

"Keep chasing!"

Chen Lang didn't feel distressed and released another white bone claw, flying behind the old man surnamed Zhang, Chen Lang looked hideous and shouted: "Explosion!"

The magic weapon exploded, and a circle of energy ripples like essence spread, and the white crane climbed upward, and then swooped down quickly towards the old man surnamed Zhang.

The old man surnamed Zhang only cared about running for his life, and did not dare to fight with Chen Lang for his life, the direction he was going to was Danxia Sect, as long as he escaped there, he would be able to survive.

"Damn it!"

Chen Lang spitted, took out a small drum, and threw it directly at the old man surnamed Zhang.

Rumble!

The magic weapon exploded again, the old man surnamed Zhang broke through from the energy storm, and all the golden bell talismans were shattered and scattered, and at this moment, there were shields, buildings, and mirrors protecting his body.

Chen Lang touched the storage bag with his hand and took out a cyan paper umbrella.

There was another earth-shattering explosion, and the frightened old man surnamed Zhang shot out of the energy storm again, and the small mirror that was rotating around him was already broken, and there were only two defensive magic weapons left.

After chasing and fleeing, the three of them had already left the mountains and forests, and there was a small village not far away, they were startled by the earth-shattering explosion, and stared blankly at the "immortals" in the air.

Except for Juyun Peak, Chen Lang no longer has any magic weapons.

Self-detonating cloud peak?

Chen Lang couldn't be ruthless.

There's only one way.

Chen Lang clenched the hilt of the Zixia Sword, slapped three palms at his heart, and spurted out three mouthfuls of essence blood.

The essence blood turned into a blood mist and wrapped Chen Lang, the blood light flashed, and Chen Lang instantly crossed a hundred zhang, only a stone's throw away from the old man surnamed Zhang.

Yao Haiping was stunned, the spell that Chen Lang cast was Blood Shadow Escape, and he had seen the Demon Cultivator cast this kind of spell with his own eyes.

Chen Lang really cultivated the Netherworld Ghost Classic.

Yao Haiping was worried, Chen Lang wouldn't fall into the devil's way, act cruelly and murderously, and do something hurtful to heaven and reason, right?

"Demon Cultivator!!"

Seeing Chen Lang's methods, the old man surnamed Zhang was shocked, his eyes were full of flowers, and his head was hit hard, and he became dizzy.

Chen Lang stood on the bat puppet, picked up the Zixia Sword and slashed the head of the old man surnamed Zhang. There was a burst of rebound power from the two defensive magic weapons, because the distance was too close, Chen Lang had a hard time, even if he had a golden crow shield to protect his body, he still felt that his internal organs were displaced.

Chen Lang didn't know how many swords he had chopped, he slashed until the shield was shattered, the head of the old man surnamed Zhang turned into mud, and the bat puppet that lost control fell into the village, and the villagers trembled with fear.

The white crane circled in the air and landed in the village, Yao Haiping pursed his lips and wanted to stop talking, wanting to persuade Chen Lang not to fall too deep into the Demon Dao exercises, but also for fear of angering Chen Lang and inviting death.

"I know what Senior Brother wants to say. Chen Langlian gasped and said, "I just picked out a few spells suitable for me from the Nether Ghost Dictionary, and I won't practice that inhumane technique." ”

Yao Haiping didn't know whether Chen Lang's words were true or false, but seeing that Chen Lang's attitude was very sincere, not like coaxing, so he said: "It's good that Senior Brother Chen can understand, fall into the devil's path and hurt others and hurt yourself, don't lose yourself for the sake of momentary power." ”

Chen Lang shook his head helplessly, Yao Haiping had something to say, anyway, he was not at ease with him.

He didn't bother to explain, his divine sense spread to the whole village, and he smiled bitterly: "This time, I have to trouble Senior Brother to perform the Soul Destroying Forbidden Method with me." ”