In the deep forest, three people and one beast chased each other, Ni Xiaoyan and Yun Qiran shuttled left and right in the woods with high difficulty, while the iron horn beast chose the most primitive violence, rampage, all the way down, the scene of destruction was quite terrifying. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Yun Qiran's face was extremely ugly, he had always been a self-proclaimed genius in the Yun family, but he was left behind by a strange teenager, and the other party was still holding Weiwei and running at great speed.

This sense of disparity hit him like never before, and he gritted his teeth and vowed in his heart that he would definitely catch him. At first, he was just curious about the young man who pretended to be Yun Qiming, but now he had another feeling, and that was jealousy.

He didn't have such a big sense of the difference between Yun Qiluo, the most talented Yun of the younger generation of the Yun family, because he believed that he only needed to be more diligent to surpass him.

However, the young man in front was different, he was only a Qi cultivation stage cultivator, except for the first training tower that had passed through the outer courtyard, and he was also the only low-level cultivator who had not caught up with him until now.

Ni Xiaoyan, who was engrossed in jumping and running, felt a little difficult, although cultivating the "Hundred Refining Demon Body" allowed him to have the ability to quickly absorb spiritual energy at any time, but the continuous consumption of a large amount of spiritual power for a long time made him unbearable.

His appearance and body shape slowly changed back to the prototype, his immature face was slightly pale, and a man and a beast behind him bit him tightly, and he couldn't let go of his slack.

If he could leave Vivi behind, he believed that he could quickly change the current situation, but this was not possible, he was unwilling to do so, and he did not disdain it.

The rustling of branches passed by his ears, and with the strength of his legs and feet, Ni Xiao jumped into the densest of woods, the thick trunks of which were as hard as iron, and here, the ironhorns behind him also began to have to restrain their violent destruction and learn to avoid the older trees.

In this way, the distance between the Iron Horn and them gradually increased. But Yun Qiran still clenched and didn't relax.

In the dense woods, the spiritual power consumed by Ni Xiaoyan also increased in vain. He sensed that the current situation could not continue.

Suddenly, a fallen leaf hit his face, and Ni Xiaoyan's eyes lit up.

Rune Array! Leaf Illusion Rune Array.

In this dense forest, as long as it worked properly, the runic array arranged was enough to trap Yun Qiran and the seventh-order ironhorn beast for a while.

There was a pile of stones and sawdust with runes in his storage bag, but he had to stop to arrange the rune array, facing Yun Qiran behind him, so he would not be able to distract himself from the formation, Yun Qiran was a high-level cultivator in the foundation building period, and he would not think that he could face his attack as he wanted.

Besides, there is an iron horn beast behind him, which makes it even more impossible to face Yun Qiran's distracted formation, what should I do?

"Uh!" Wei Wei, who was carried by Ni Xiaoyan, was very uncomfortable, and the passing branches and leaves hit her tender face with hot pain, and she entered the dense woods, and was slapped by the branches and leaves more and more frequently.

In the end, in the face of Ni Xiaoyan's actions of not knowing how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, Weiwei issued a warning to protest.

The weak protest sounded like heaven in Ni Xiaoyan's ears, not that her voice was good, but that he saw hope for the helpless formation.

By the way, how could I forget Weiwei, I'll drag Yun Qiran, and she will set up the formation.

Soon, Ni Xiaoyan jumped and casually stuffed the rune stones in the storage bag to Wei Wei, and he didn't have time to take care of Wei Wei's puzzled gaze, and said hurriedly: "You come to set up the formation, I'll drag them down." ”

After speaking, Ni Xiaoyan took out a jade slip casually, read the sea, and used his spiritual power to infiltrate the method of distinguishing rune stones in the array, and then stuffed it into Wei Wei's storage bag, and then took Wei Wei's hand and threw it hard, throwing it towards the first direction of the talisman array.

With a light hand, Ni Xiaoyan flexibly sped up, turned around, and faced Yun Qiran, his mobile phone pinched an attack spirit rune, his divine sense was released, purple light flashed from his hand, and the sound of sizzling came into Yun Qiran's ears.

Xiao Purple Thunder Fu! Yun Qiran's body was stunned, his face was shocked, and he didn't care about the iron-horned beast chasing behind him, and flew diagonally to dodge, and his spiritual power output formed a spiritual shield in front.

As an elite figure of the Great Clan, it was impossible for Yun Qiran not to know the power of the Little Purple Thunder Rune, which was definitely the best of the best-in-class spirit runes.

The small purple thunder released can instantly destroy the defenses of the foundation building stage cultivators, burning them to ashes.

The aura in the air suddenly became irritable and disordered, and the sizzling sound was rapid and restless. The ironhorn also sensed the power that was about to appear around it, and raised its head, the essence of its eyes flashing, and a faint trace of panic appeared.

Demon beasts have a natural fear of thunder and lightning, even if it is just a small thunderbolt, even if it does not do much damage to it, the demon beast will naturally react and retreat to defense.

Suddenly, the sky shone brightly! Purple lines of light stretched out into the void like countless long snakes, slashing towards the clouds with bursts of thunder that pierced the sky.

Boom! Boom!

The little purple thunder and lightning lasted for five breaths, and in this time of five breaths, Yun Qiran released seven or eight spiritual power shields one after another, but still couldn't block the attack of the little purple thunderbolt, and the scorching thunder and lightning pierced through the spiritual power shield and hit his body, leaving a deep red mark.

Floating in the air, he saw the marks around him with a shocked look in his eyes, but it was more ruthless, Yun Qiran used the spiritual power of his whole body, injected into the magic weapon, and shot out a lot of attack light towards Ni Xiaoyan.

This attack speed had already surpassed his previous speed, which was enough to make him one of the top five in the Yun family's strength list. At the same time, this kind of powerful spiritual power input made Yun Qiran feel quite unbearable, gritted his teeth fiercely, and entered the spiritual power with all his might.

The light of the attack hit the surroundings, and the branches and leaves mixed with the dirt splattered half a mile away! In the blink of an eye, the ground around it was potholed, and the dense bushes were blasted into wasteland in a radius of one mile.

Yun Qiran's magic weapon was refined by a master-level artifact using the unique heat gathering stone of the Fire Abyss, and the light emitted was as powerful as an intermediate spirit cannon.

Its true power is that as long as it has enough spiritual power, it can continuously shoot out fifty attack rays within ten breaths, but Yun Qiran's own cultivation is limited, and he can only shoot thirty attack rays within ten breaths.

However, this is already extremely against the sky, as long as a ray of light hits a cultivator below the foundation building stage, it can instantly explode the opponent into flesh and blood fragments.

After two waves of attack light, the ironhorn's eyes began to show unease, and the panicked front hooves stepped on the ground, and the deep indentation was disorganized.

The surrounding areas that were hit by the attack light were shocking, and none of them were intact. And what is even more shocking is the young man who is still standing firmly in front!

A teenager whose whole body is soaked in blood!

None of the clothes on Ni Xiaoyan's body were intact, he propped his hands on the ground, panting heavily, dozens of wounds were like water columns, and blood was gurgling out.

Wei Wei, who had arranged the talisman array nearby, looked up, her tender face was pale and terrifying.