Snort!

The sound of tearing the air came, Fang Nan reluctantly twisted his neck, followed the sound, but saw that the two ancestors of Spirit Beast Mountain had already sacrificed their respective magic weapons, and they were fighting with the ghost spirit ancestor back and forth, and under the joint efforts of the two, they actually put the ghost spirit ancestor who had been injured before in a disadvantaged state. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, given that the old demon was a mid-Yuan Infant monk after all, and he didn't know how many hole cards he had in his hand, Fang Nan naturally wouldn't think that he could defeat the other party with just two mid-stage cultivators.

As soon as his mind moved, the soul power in his body immediately rolled violently like a river and sea, quickly repairing the wounds left at the joints of his body.

After a moment of nourishment, Fang Nan tried to move his wrist, and finally raised his hand a little reluctantly.

Then he tried his other hand and legs one by one, and after moving all his limbs, he gritted his teeth and stumbled to his feet.

Looking up at the increasingly loud and growing movement in the sky, seeing that the old demon had not yet discovered his movements, Fang Nan's divine sense cautiously poked out and began to carefully search the vicinity of the stone pavilion.

The two storage bags he was robbed of by the old demon have not been taken back yet, and most of his magic weapons are placed in them, so it is really difficult to give up easily.

However, after searching the grass, trees, and trees within a radius of more than ten zhang, Fang Nan still couldn't find any trace of the storage bag.

"No, we can't delay any longer. ”

After thinking about it for a moment, Fang Nan immediately made a decision, withdrew his sense, and forcibly suppressed the idea of retrieving the storage bag.

After all, the opportunity to escape at this moment is fleeting, and no matter how painful the loss of the magic weapon is, it can't be compared to saving his own life.

Lifting his feet and walking a few steps, Fang Nan only felt that his legs were as heavy as being filled with lead, and after a slight groan, he made a decision, and most of the soul power in his body surged and attached to the surface of his legs.

His spiritual power was limited and he couldn't use the Wind Resisting Technique, but fortunately, Fang Nan still had some body techniques from his previous life in his memory, although he could not withstand much with the quality of this body, some low-level leg techniques could already make him several times faster than mortals.

Fang Nan didn't dare to go down the mountain along the mountain road in the west, and after roughly identifying the direction, there was wind under his feet, and the whole person rushed into the dense forest like a loose horse, heading towards the other side of Wutong Mountain.

Looking back at the sky, the old demon was still fighting, but it seemed to gradually suppress the appearance of the two opposite. Fang Nan didn't dare to pause in the slightest, gritted his teeth, his soul power was overdrawn by a few points, and the speed under his feet was immediately a lot faster.

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Bypassing the dense forest under the protection of the formation, the moment he stepped out of the mountain road, he finally saw the sunny side of Wutong Mountain, and the scene in front of him at this moment changed so much that even Fang Nan couldn't help but be shocked in his heart.

Along the way, the mountains are rocky, the original lush green mountains and green waters are long gone, and there are blood-red patches everywhere, which penetrate deeply into the soil, revealing a bit of weirdness, the mountain streams are broken, the trees are burned, and a lot of mutilated beast corpses are also seen.

And slightly deflected the perspective and looked at the southeast side of the mountain, the blood lake turned into Qinghe City was still shocking, and the bloody atmosphere was so thick that it could not be dissolved, and from time to time it floated into the nose of Fang Nan, which was more than ten miles away.

There was a bit of discomfort coming, obviously this breath had a great impact on the body that had lost its spiritual power, Fang Nan was originally at the end of the strong crossbow at this moment, and immediately pointed out, sealing the sense of smell, so as not to reduce the speed under this feeling.

The sound of fighting in the distance was earth-shattering, but Fang Nan's attention was already on the mountain in front of him, according to what he had seen and heard when he was controlled by the Ghost Spirit Ancestor before, there were still many Demon Dao disciples of the Blood Spirit Sect in the vicinity of Qinghe City, and there were some foundation building cultivators.

In fact, with his current state, not to mention the foundation building monks, even the third- and fourth-layer monks who could kill in an instant before were not opponents at all.

And as long as he is discovered by a demon disciple, after being entangled, the movement will inevitably attract the rest of the people to come, and even if the ghost spirit ancestor does not come, he will no longer have the idea of escaping from this place.

Seeing that he was about to reach the foot of the mountain, Fang Nan hesitated for a moment and took out an invisibility talisman from his storage bag.

The effect of the previous invisibility talisman proved that if the gap in divine consciousness was too large, this talisman would be like a waste of paper like an ordinary invisibility talisman, but in the face of these demonic Dao disciples whose cultivation was mostly qi refining, Fang Nan was still confident that he would be able to hide from the other party.

The current problem is that the meridians in his body are blocked, and the aura cannot be used, and to urge the spirit rune, it is inseparable from the aura.

"I don't know if the soul power can ......"

I suddenly remembered that this spirit rune was made with the help of my soul power, and my soul power had also replaced the role of spiritual power before, if I used my soul power to urge the spirit rune, maybe it could also be successful.

With the thought of it, Fang Nan no longer hesitated, and a light blue ghostly light snaked down his arm, flowing down his fingertips into the spirit rune.

Snort!

In an instant, the spirit rune spontaneously combusted without wind, turning into a soft light and submerging into Fang Nan's body.

"It worked!"

Fang Nan's face flashed with joy, and then he calmed down, looked around, and happened to be at the bottom of the mountain at this moment, and after a slight pause, he immediately accelerated and headed east.

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By the river, two rays of light suddenly fell, revealing the figures of two monks, a man and a woman.

The masculinity is elegant, wearing a green shirt, the woman is wearing an apricot dress, and her figure is slim, and she is the two people who went to chase Mu Qinghe and his party before.

The man in the Confucian shirt had a gloomy face at the moment, holding two storage bags in his hands, and after glancing at the woman next to him, he casually threw one of them to the other party.

The apricot woman took off the hat on top of her head, revealing a charming face, and after taking the storage bag with a smile, she said intentionally or unintentionally: "What, Senior Brother Xu is still worried about the person who ran away?"

The man in the Confucian shirt turned pale, and snorted coldly: "What is there to worry about, Xu Mou, this is originally a matter of their Blood Spirit Sect, and our Lianyun Sect is just taking refuge in the help." Xu is just unhappy in his heart, and just two foundation building monks can still send a kid who refines qi away in front of me. ”

"Anyway, Senior Brother Xu didn't kill one of them easily, who knew that the other person actually had this precious spirit talisman like this blood escape talisman in his hand, and if one accidentally let him escape, he couldn't blame Senior Brother for it. The apricot-clothed woman covered her mouth and chuckled, "No matter how strong Senior Brother Xu is in the same rank, he hasn't married Dan after all, so is he already claiming to be a monk of Yudan?"

The man in the Confucian shirt frowned when he heard this, looked at the woman in apricot, and was about to say something, when his face suddenly changed slightly, and he glanced back at the river.

The apricot woman was a little strange, she followed his gaze and looked over, but after her divine sense was swept, she didn't find anything abnormal, and immediately frowned, puzzled: "What's the matter, did Senior Brother Xu find anything?"

After the man in the Confucian shirt pondered for a moment, he still retracted his gaze, shook his head and said, "It's nothing, my mind suddenly moved just now, and I felt that something had gone down the riverbank, it should be just an illusion." ”