This huge explosion cost him three pseudo-Xuan Talismans and dozens of high-level talismans.

Three flame explosion talismans, each of which is enough to hit the foundation building monk head-on, plus dozens of high-level talisman seals with fire attributes, detonated in a row for a while, and the power is simply amazing.

Speaking of which, this has to be thanked to Fang He. If he hadn't sent all his belongings, Zhang Yuanhao really couldn't have been so ruthless in their yin.

If it was a foundation building monk, Zhang Yuanhao would never succeed, because with the formation laid out by his three-legged cat kung fu, he would easily be penetrated by the spiritual sense of the foundation building realm, but instead send a talisman seal to the other party. But the other party is a group of Northland monks, so that's easy to do. The Northland monk's spiritual sense was so weak that even the simplest soundproof magic circle was almost unrecognizable, let alone the detonation magic circle laid by Zhang Yuanhao.

Therefore, as long as they chase Zhang Yuanhao to the place where he deliberately left his breath, they will inevitably be hit.

According to his estimates, even the strong Northland monks would be seriously injured if they were to bear the power of the explosion head-on, which would greatly slow down their pursuit of him, and Zhang Yuanhao would be able to take the opportunity to escape far away.

......

After the explosion, the sky was filled with dust.

After a long time, the dust settled, and one by one the figures struggled to crawl out of the embers, disgraced, not embarrassed. Two of them were even covered in blood, and they were already badly wounded.

The eagle-eyed man walked at the end of the line, and he was also hit by a strong wave of air, and immediately flew upside down dozens of meters away, until he broke two or three trees before he stopped the trend of flying upside down, but he also spewed out a mouthful of blood.

Not to mention the dwarf friar who walked in the front, and the group went forward to fiddle with it, and found a tattered corpse in the ashes of a charred tree trunk, presumably the body of the dwarf friar.

In addition, two other people were directly seriously injured by this blow. One of them even broke an arm directly, and half of his chest was blown to the flesh and blood, if he were replaced by a foundation building monk, he would definitely not survive.

"Whew!"

The eagle-eyed man looked at all this, and couldn't help but look up to the sky and roar, staring at the direction where Zhang Yuanhao's breath remained all the way, and his eyes showed endless hatred.

......

The camel beast was galloping at full speed, which was much slower than the Divine Power Realm cultivator rushing at full speed. But Zhang Yuanhao had already been handy, and he fed the camel beast the pill that stimulated its potential from time to time, so that it could keep it at full speed as much as possible, and on the other hand, he was also doing some small tricks along the road.

With the keen facial features of the monks in the north land, they will definitely be able to find the clues of the camel beast, so they will soon be able to catch up with this clue, and then Zhang Yuanhao will be in danger.

These little hands and feet, though rudimentary, are practical.

Some of them can cover up his aura, so that those Northland monks can put more effort into delaying time, and some of them even hide some means inside, maybe they can make them suffer a small loss.

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, it was evening.

The full speed of four or five hours of galloping made the strong demon body of the camel beast a little unable to support it, and a pair of beast eyes were full of exhaustion. Zhang Yuanhao frowned, if it continues like this, I am afraid that the camel beast will be tired and die.

He had no forage to feed the camel, nor could he spare enough time for the camel to rest, and if he ran at this speed for another day or two, the camel would surely die of exhaustion.

Thankfully, after nightfall, no one dared to run in the wilderness, which gave the camel beast a lot of time to recuperate.

Zhang Yuanhao quickly found a mountain and dug a cave on it that was large enough to accommodate a man and a beast.

After placing the camel beast, then laying down the concealment circle, and sprinkling a layer of animal repellent powder, Zhang Yuanhao leaned against the mountain wall with peace of mind and calmed down.

After a day on horseback, Zhang Yuanhao had recovered a lot from the injury on his shoulder, and there was no pain like the beginning at the moment, but it would take at least a few months for the flesh and blood to grow again.

There is also the phantom of the golden scorpion that saved his life. During the day of galloping, Zhang Yuanhao also found the extra golden scorpion texture on his chest, but after studying for more than half an hour, he found that although he could faintly feel some changes in the bloodline, he couldn't control it, let alone take the initiative to summon the golden scorpion like the middle-aged man with hair, so it was gone.

The nights in the Far North are long, six or seven hours, so that the days are only five or six hours long, and they get dark early and dawn late.

When he felt a glimmer of light in the sky, Zhang Yuanhao led the camel beast out of the cave and began to slowly drive it to move, until the sky was completely bright, and the speed of the camel beast quickly increased.

Zhang Yuanhao had a plan in his heart. For three days at most, the camel beast will no longer be able to ride, and if the group of northern monks really catches up, they will definitely remember the breath of this camel beast, and if they keep riding this camel beast, they will only bring great danger to themselves.

And if he had been riding a camel beast for three days at this speed, he would have been able to walk at least two thousand miles, and at that time, the distance left for him to drive would only be a few hundred miles.

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Gollum!

As soon as the eagle-eyed man carrying the two Divine Power Realm cultivators stepped out, the soil under their feet changed for a while, and suddenly it was like a swamp, swallowing their feet entirely. One of the monks roared and struggled, but sank deeper and deeper, almost sinking half of his body into the ground.

High-level sigil - the quagmire sigil.

It can turn soil within a radius of several meters into a mud swamp within a certain period of time, and can have an unexpected effect under certain conditions.

After a long period of busy work, the three of them got rid of the shackles of the mire, and crawled out of the failed soil in the mud, their faces extremely gloomy.

Along the way, such a little trick has tossed them several times, but such a thing is simply impossible to prevent, and I don't know when it will appear.

The explosion a day earlier directly caused them to lose four of their combat strength, and the eagle-eyed man sent them back to the tribe, while he continued to chase after them with two monks who were less injured.

With their senses developed like beasts, the three of them followed all the way, but they didn't want the man to be cunning and set up many methods along the way.

Sometimes it will lead them in the wrong direction and make them spend a while trying to figure it back, sometimes they fall into a trap and some strange sigils make them very embarrassed, and sometimes they are directly blown up by the chain of sigils and almost injured.

But even so, the speed of the three of them was very fast. Chasing the remaining breath of Zhang Yuanhao, he can catch up with seven or eight hundred miles every day, which is much faster than the speed of the camel beast.