At this moment, Ye Ning's ears sounded like a heavenly sound.

He turned around, and not far behind him, Yue Lanshan came with the guqin in her arms. This woman is proficient in a hidden immortal art, but unfortunately, in front of such a majestic emperor's will, she was also forced out of her figure, and she used the treasure of creation first!

Ye Ning stood still, he wanted to see how far this woman could go.

Soon, a gust of fragrant wind wafted by, and Yue Lanshan crossed Ye Ning and walked forward. Her speed was fast, and what seemed like a fluttering step had already passed several feet. The sound of the piano is becoming more and more exciting, and the faint singing is blended in it, as if the resonance of heaven and earth, the road to the sound. One mile, two miles, three miles, Yue Lanshan surpassed Ye Ning for three miles, and finally stopped. The sound of the piano was so high that it stopped abruptly, and the piercing sound seemed to be able to penetrate the heart and lungs, causing Ye Ning's soul to shake and almost be injured.

"That's amazing!"

It's a pity that Yue Lanshan is still two miles away from the Divine Bell.

Ye Ning didn't dare to rest anymore.

The so-called one blow, then decline, three and exhaustion.

As soon as his right hand was raised, a vague shadow unscrupulously crossed his left shoulder, and a little agitation was a mighty force of creation. The golden light receded like a tide, and it was avoided for half a mile.

"Good!"

Ye Ning was overjoyed. It is worthy of being a treasure of creation refined by such a supreme treasure as the Qinglian, and the power of the Lotus Hidden Sword obviously exceeds Yue Lanshan's guqin. However, this agitation consumed the general aura in Ye Ning's body. He didn't dare to consume any more spiritual power, and directly used his physical strength, like a beast that had been dormant for a long time, and rushed forward violently.

In a few moments, he had traveled a mile.

Ye Ning used the Lotus Hidden Sword again, drawing a white sword ray, stabbing straight ahead.

Although it didn't get to a mile this time, it wasn't much worse.

Suddenly, another mile.

Ye Ning had already walked within three miles of the Divine Bell. The golden light here has completely atomized, and even began to drip water. His whole being was shrouded by the will of the emperor, and he was even so confused that he almost forgot who he was.

"Whew!"

He completely exhausted the remaining tree of life, and with a "whoosh", he slashed out a sword again!

The third sword!

This time, however, he had only cleared half a mile of the road.

Ye Ning half-bent over, gasping for air. Continuously using the Lotus Hidden Sword, the meridians in his body were overloaded, and the pain was severe, and the entire skin even oozed blood beads.

At this time, he had to use the pill.

Before leaving, the various divine pills given by the Guyuan Sect's alchemy master Ghost Kui Shenjun could finally play a role.

He took out a pill from the jade bottle, it was the Xuantian Jade Lu Pill! This pill jujube kernel is the size, but it is dazzling, crystal clear, its surface is filled with countless complex Dao rhymes, and its interior is full of rich and incomparably rich aura. It is rumored that only one pill can fill up the deficit of immortal power. Ye Ning no longer hesitated, opened his mouth, and suddenly, the immortal spirit power in his body surged like spring water, and it was instantly replenished. He suppressed the swelling and pain in the meridians in his body and swung his sword again.

Fourth sword!

With this sword, the obstacles cleared were not even half a mile, and the golden light on both sides continued to wash the smooth path cut out by the Lotus Yin Sword like a tide, and in just one breath, it was compressed by one percent!

In other words, Ye Ning only had ten breaths to rush through this half-mile road.

Ye Ning took another Dan and turned into a feather pill!

A pair of snow-white wings sprouted from his shoulders, and with a slight wave, he fled half a mile. With such wings, even if they are not as good as An Xiaofu's black feathers, they are not far behind. Perhaps it was the miraculous effect of the Feather Pill, and the fluttering wings actually pushed the aura of creation cut out by the Lotus Hidden Sword all the way forward. Ye Ning flew for a full ninety zhang before he stopped. One mile is one hundred and fifty zhang, which is fifteen zhang more than the original. These fifteen zhang are inconspicuous in the outside world, maybe Ye Ning can move with his shoulders slightly shaken. However, the fifteen zhang of this place is particularly important.

Ye Ning swung another sword, the fifth sword.

This sword was only swung fifty zhang, and the effectiveness of the Lotus Hidden Sword was getting lower and lower.

The white feather fanned and moved forward quickly, until it was sixty zhang long, and then stopped. The blessing of Hua Yu Dan is passing fast. In the outside world, the wings that can last for an hour, here, for only a moment, have been crumbling and on the verge of shattering.

At this moment, there is only one and a half miles left from the Divine Bell!

Ye Ning was already extremely tired. His whole body was bathed in golden light, almost drowning. This golden light is very interesting, as long as you don't raise your legs to move forward, it will not exert pressure, but will slowly nourish Ye Ning's body. However, as long as you have the consciousness to lift your legs, the pressure comes instantly, like a huge wave, vowing to knock you down.

The figure of Tun Mi Ruofei is not far away. He unleashed the battle body of the Kwa, three hundred feet high, and stretched out his arms with all his might, trying to touch the Divine Bell. His arms were almost a hundred feet straight, but he was still a foot away from the Divine Bell. It was this zhang that stumped his steps. He raised his head to the sky and let out a huge roar, not caring for the wounds that were exposed by the cracks in his skin, and rushed forward with blood. The golden light seemed to solidify, not only did it fail to let him get closer, but the force of the rebound made him go back half a mile. He turned around and saw Ye Ning's figure, and said with some surprise: "There is another little ant who has come here!"

Ye Ning knew that the other person in his mouth was Ah Han.

Ah Han is on the right side of the Divine Bell, and the distance is still about 100 zhang. At this time, he came up with a lot of means, without reservation. In the sky, the eyes of the sky hang high, hanging down the breath of the Buddha; behind the head, a circle of Buddha light blooms, and the Sanskrit sound bursts; behind him, the golden body of the ten Arhats, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes; under the feet, a pink lotus slowly circles. Ah Han's Arhat Jin body has one hundred and eight strokes, each holding a pearl the size of a fist, casting the power of Zhenhai and suppressing the boundless golden light.

Although he is embarrassed, he has more spare strength.

Ye Ning didn't dare to slack off, and held the Huayu Pill to lose it, and took a pill of Xuantian Jade Dew Pill again, which was full of spiritual power.

The Lotus Hidden Sword slowly raised and slashed with all his might!

The snow feather is fanning rapidly, fifty-five zhang!

Ye Ning opened his mouth and spurted blood, stumbling under his feet, almost rebounding by the golden light, and retreated. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, unimpressed. Finally, he was only one hundred and seventy zhang away from the Divine Bell.

"Who are you?" Tun Mi Ruofei asked, "There is actually a treasure of creation that is killed by the Lord!"

"In the lower Yening. Ye Ning didn't hide it, and said, "It's not enough to be a flying monk. It is the name of the Daoist friend who swallows it, like thunder, and now when I see it, it is really extraordinary. ”

"Hmph. If Tun Mi didn't know what he meant, he snorted coldly and didn't care about Ye Ning anymore.

Between the words, the wings behind Ye Ning "clicked" and shattered.

Ye Ning felt the sea of consciousness swollen for a while, and he continuously used the treasure of creation, making his spiritual sense unbearable. He estimated that if he used the Lotus Hidden Sword again, he was afraid that his physical body would not be protected and his spiritual consciousness would be shattered. Even now, the damage to his body will take a year and a half to recover.

"Phew!"

Ye Ning let out a loud shout and swung a sword regardless of it.

The Seventh Sword!

(End of chapter)