Xiao Chuan didn't feel ashamed of running away from the desert at all, but had some memories of his performance just now.

Thinking about it, since I came into contact with the cultivation realm, the two things I have done most often are to deceive people, and the other is to run away, and these two things can be said to have accompanied me all the way to growth, and these two things need to be carried forward.

Of course, such a thought only flashed in Xiao Chuan's mind, and the most important thing now is, of course, to escape, what he trapped everyone was the phantom array, and he really didn't know how long he could be trapped, thinking of this, Xiao Chuan gritted his teeth fiercely, and the speed of escape instantly accelerated a lot.

Ling Muxian was both frightened and cold now, and his reaction could not be described as unpleasant. As soon as he saw Xiao Chuan fleeing, he immediately chased after Ling Feiyan with his sword.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Chuan was like a projectile, bounced on the ground, disappeared in an instant, and then flicked on the ground again, and almost disappeared.

Ling Muxian is a Jindan period monk, although he is carrying a person, he is also a sword, when did it start, flying in the sky is not as good as running on the ground.

"Handsome, I did a beautiful job just now, so many people were played by me. Don't you feel particularly shocked?" After escaping for a moment, Xiao Chuan breathed a sigh of relief, unable to hide the smugness in his heart, and couldn't help showing off.

Yingjun looked dazed, not shocked at all. From beginning to end of what happened just now, Yingjun didn't understand it.

Xiao Chuan felt a little tasteless, and suddenly remembered Ling Muxian's father and daughter, and hurriedly looked around, but there was no trace.

"They're in the back!" Youngjun pointed at his little hand.

Xiao Chuan's divine sense swept over, and found Ling Muxian'......s father and daughter, and couldn't help but admire in his heart, "The head of the Ling family is really not ordinary, unlike himself, he knows how to escape with his life, looking at the bearing of others, he is calm and unhurried."

Ling Muxian caught up with Xiao Chuan, looked at him deeply, and smiled at Xiao Chuan.

"Brother Xiaochuan, how long can you trap them with this formation?"

"I don't know!"

Two hours later, Ling Muxian, who was walking with the sword, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother Ogawa, the person in the family has arrived, and now it's safe!"

A moment later, the space in front of him shook slightly, and two figures appeared in front of Xiao Chuan and the others.

"There are two uncles!" Ling Muxian hurriedly caught up.

"The head of the family doesn't need to be polite, we just do what we order!" said a white-haired old man in an indifferent tone.

The other person is a few points younger than Ling Muxian in terms of appearance, dressed as a Confucian student, and has an elegant atmosphere, but in this elegance, there is a sense of vicissitudes that see through the red dust.

Confucius looked at Xiao Chuan with interest.

Xiao Chuan felt an oppressive force for no reason, and he was a little unable to control himself.

Fortunately, this feeling was only for a moment, and it came back like the ebb tide of the sea.

Xiao Chuan secretly smacked his tongue, it was the first time he had encountered such a terrifying person since he came into contact with the cultivation realm, and just one look made him frightened.

Handsome is more well-behaved than ever, and has been hiding behind Ogawa and refusing to come out.

This behavior made Xiao Chuan look down on him from the bottom of his heart, bullying the soft and afraid of the hard, and even let his cultivation be a lower than him.

Xiao Chuan thought that since the reinforcements came, he should leave quickly, but the two of them had no intention of leaving, as if they didn't understand the truth of being outnumbered at all.

After another moment, the old man beside Ling Muxian snorted.

Ogawa didn't know why, and used his divine sense to perceive. After a few breaths, a monstrous murderous aura entered Xiao Chuan's divine sense perception range, and it was the group of people from the Chaotian Sword Sect.

At this time, the young Confucian who was called his uncle by Ling Muxian glanced at Xiao Chuan as if intentionally or unintentionally.

"Can the people of the Ling family really bully at will!" the white-haired old man let out a sneer.

In the sky, as soon as the people from the Chaotian Sword Sect appeared, the old man beside Ling Muxian took a step forward, and before the people from the Chaotian Sword Sect could react, the old man pointed out and said, "Explosion!"

The person who was at the forefront of the Chaotian Sword Sect exploded in an instant, turning into a rain of blood, and the primordial spirit in his body could not escape.

The people chasing after the Chaotian Sword Sect and Liuyun Pavilion were a little caught off guard, and the white-haired old man had already approached, and in an instant, the sky turned into a Shura field.

The white-haired old man's fingers connected, and the bodies of the people around him exploded one after another, and after a few breaths, none of them were spared, leaving only the blood mist in the sky.

The shock in Ogawa's heart is beyond words.

Not long ago, the evil star who chased himself and the other four people to escape for their lives disappeared in an instant, and Xiao Chuan didn't know how to feel.

This feeling is not shock, nor is it the emotion of the rest of the catastrophe. Xiao Chuan felt a sense of powerlessness, no matter good or evil, human life was so cheap.

Along the way after that, Ogawa was depressed. Ling Feiyan's praise for Xiao Chuan also failed to mobilize Xiao Chuan's emotions.

"After this incident is over, let's hurry home! This cultivation realm is really not suitable for me......" Xiao Chuan secretly made up his mind.

Two days later, with Ling Feiyan's cheers, a majestic city appeared in front of Xiao Chuan and the others.

The city in front of him was three or four times the size of the god capital of the Great Han Kingdom. Looking from afar, Xiongcheng is like a behemoth, and the city wall is about 30 zhang high. The entire wall is made of dark blue boulders, each of which is a few feet in size. The broad city wall is divided into four sides, and there are 16 tall towers, each of which is about 100 zhang high, standing like a giant.

Ling Muxian turned around and smiled at Xiao Chuan, who was still in a state of shock.

"This is the Ling family, welcome to the Ling family in the South China Sea!"

The white-haired old man looked proud because the Ling family was a proud family.

Ling Feiyan cheered because there was the smell of home here.

Xiao Chuan was also laughing, this was his last stop in the cultivation realm, with such a big power as the Ling family, he should be able to get news from his family soon, and he, the "wanted criminal" in the cultivation realm, was going home......

"In the cultivation realm of killing people and being killed, the young master is finally going home......