It's a terrifying ability.

The rest of the people were also deeply shocked.

Their perception is extremely powerful, and every grass and tree around them can be reflected in their hearts.

As long as an immortal cultivator approaches, there will be an alarm in his heart.

But now this set can no longer be used on Zhao Yan's body at all.

It was as if he had incarnated into this world, truly integrated into nature, and was no different from the surrounding mountains, rocks, grass and trees.

This is in strong and stark contrast to the previous Zhao Yan.

Zhao Yan walked so suddenly, he disappeared without a trace in a moment, like an antelope hanging its horns, without a trace.

Seem...... Zhao Yan never appeared.

After half a ring, Qingniu and Qinghu glanced at each other, and arched their hands at the Yushan Demon Saint: "This is the case, and the two of us will leave first." ”

The Jade Mountain Demon Saint also responded one by one, and after a few words of greeting, the green cow and the green fox dodged into the void, jumped up, and left the top of the mountain.

The top heirs of the major forces have not yet troubled Zhao Yan, but there is another group of immortal cultivators who are eyeing Zhao Yan who is out.

Although he was well hidden and no different from ordinary mortals, the Spirit Sect Immortal Cultivator had a unique way of distinguishing the real Zhao Yan.

So not long after Zhao Yan left the top of the mountain, Li Zheng and the others noticed it and quietly followed.

"Heavenly Aid Spirit Sect, I have finally waited for this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!", Li Zheng stared at Zhao Yanyuan's back resentfully, smiling extremely happily.

Li Zheng was very proud, he thought that Zhao Yan was dead......

Zhao Yan walked forward aimlessly.

It didn't take long for Zhao Yan to come to a small town, and now it was early in the morning, and the streets were full of traffic, and there was a prosperous scene.

Zhao Yan shuttled through the bustling crowd, and his faces were simple, honest, old, or sophisticated.

Not far away, a hawker shouted quite hard, the little girl snuggled in her mother's arms, coquettishly asking for a rock sugar gourd, the passers-by who drank in the restaurant, and the old man begging on the roadside constituted a real scene of the world.

Zhao Yan is like an ordinary mortal, in this picture, as if he has integrated into it, and has become a member of all living beings.

Feeling everything around him, the blank look in Zhao Yan's eyes gradually receded, and a trace of brilliance gradually appeared in his eyes.

He knew that this might be the life he wanted, real, plain, and simple.

Zhao Yan's perception changed slightly at this time.

Every sound around, the sound of the wind, the sound of selling, the sound of insects and ants crawling, Zhao Yan could sense it at the same time.

An ordinary person can only focus his attention on one goal in a short period of time.

This is what people often call the state of 'concentrate and distraction', and when you listen to the wind with your heart, you will naturally ignore the sound of the water and the cries of the vendors, and vice versa.

But Zhao Yan's current state is just the opposite, not only can he hear every voice around him, but he can also feel the life and vitality of different individuals, whether it is people or things.

The sorrow of the begging elderly, the joy of the coquettish girl, the expectation of the vendor, and the freedom of the heavy drinker.

Zhao Yan could even feel it extremely clearly, like the moon in the water reflected in his heart.

This is...... The manifestation of the ability to transport the road!

But at this moment, Zhao Yan also felt a hint of murder!

This killing machine was extremely hidden and difficult to detect, but Zhao Yan's perception was beyond the range of ordinary immortal cultivators, and with the assistance of the newly upgraded Dao Movement ability, he easily discovered the other party.

Zhao Yan sighed lightly, remained silent, and walked quickly towards the outside of the town.

It was really a tree that wanted to be quiet and the wind did not stop, he wanted to be quiet for a while, but he was finally found.

However, there are many mortals in the town, and once the fight starts, it will inevitably cause casualties, and Zhao Yan does not want to see it, so he has to leave this place quickly.

Under the induction of strong perception, Zhao Yan knew that the incoming opponent was very strong, but he was also very familiar.

That kind of ferocious and cold emotion, except for the Spirit Sect immortal cultivators, there will be no one else.

After half a sound, Zhao Yan walked into the wild, surrounded by weeds, looking extremely desolate.

Zhao Yan paused, looked calm, and said softly: "Come out." ”

The cold wind blew on his face, and his black hair fluttered back involuntarily, revealing Zhao Yan's delicate face, and the local atmosphere on his body was still there, and he couldn't see the slightest cultivation.

Although he simply stood in place and waited, the whole person seemed to be integrated into the heaven and earth, and it looked mysterious and incomprehensible.

As the words fell, the air around them seemed to stagnate, and a trace of murderous intent was gradually revealed.

After being silent for a long time, Zhao Yan stood still, as if he was waiting.

Suddenly!

The air around you is like a lake, rippling with a hint of ripples.

Then more than a dozen immortal cultivators in black robes appeared, murderous and cold, and surrounded Zhao Yan tightly.

The leading immortal cultivator among the killers showed a hideous smile and said in a cold voice, "Zhao Yan, your time of death has arrived!"

Zhao Yan ignored it, and instead stared sideways at another clearing not far from the left.

But there were no human beings there, only weeds.

Zhao Yan said expressionlessly: "They all came out, what are you doing hiding?"

The voice fell, and the other party did not respond.

The leading immortal cultivator in the killer felt a pang in his heart, and then thought that Zhao Yan might be a false shot, or a casual fool.

Li Zheng is a derivative cultivator, it is impossible for Zhao Yan, a kid who has not succeeded in breaking through, to see through his identity, besides, Li Zheng's concealment methods are extremely strong, and even fellow cultivators are helpless.

But Li Zheng, who was hiding in the shadows, didn't think so, he clearly saw that the place where Zhao Yan's eyes went was where he was hiding, and Zhao Yan must have found himself.

However, Li Zheng did not show up, he had his plans.

The immortal cultivator who was the leader of the killer snorted lightly: "Boy, you shouldn't have come out alone, if you are a turtle with a shrunken head, at least your life can be guaranteed, your action to send you to death." ”

Zhao Yan still ignored the immortal cultivator who was the leader of the killers, and didn't even look at him.

In Zhao Yan's heart, there is only one person who is really a threat to himself.

Zhao Yan's indifferent attitude made the immortal cultivator who was the leader of the killer very annoyed, as if he was talking to himself, like a clown jumping off the beam.

"More than 1,000 people in Lingzong died in my hands, and your son was also killed by my own hands, your patience as a father is good, and you can still endure it", Zhao Yan said without being salty.

The leading immortal cultivator among the killers no longer said anything to Zhao Yan, and led his subordinates to kill Zhao Yan together.

Zhao Yan didn't even pull out this sword, he just stood in place and moved slightly to avoid an attack, stretched out his hand and gently hit the person who came on the back, directly shattering the opponent's internal organs and spurting blood to death.