Chapter Seventy-Two: Escape
Wu Yazi ran all the way, his figure flashed in the void, and he could rush out dozens of zhang away in one breath, if it was usual, his posture should be extremely elegant, his hair was not messy, even if he was fast, the black beard would be neatly attached to his chin, and there was no slightest scattering.
\tHe's a very strict guy with his manners!
\tThis is a person's temperament, or is it a character he developed when he was an ordinary person, at that time he was born in a family of poetry and books, with etiquette as the rule, passed down for hundreds of years, a little sensible will carry out strict etiquette education, and finally become his own character.
Now, even if hundreds of years have passed, even if he has forgotten the mountains and rivers at that time, the people at that time have completely cut off contact with that family, but this extremely strict character of his demeanor has been retained.
However, at this time, he couldn't care about his demeanor!
People travel through the void, the void storm is raging, if it is not for the blessing of the blood force, once it enters the body, it will be torn into nothingness, if you want to maintain your demeanor, so that the beard is not messy, you still need some extra strength to bless, in the past, Wu Yazi is naturally not stingy with the output of this power, and the lack of anti-positive energy can find a village blood sacrifice, in a war-torn place like the northwest, death is just an idle matter.
Now when it comes to running for your life, you can't, and no energy can be wasted.
Therefore, it is necessary to be scattered and chaotic, and no longer the gentle and elegant style of the worldly masters.
As for taking the time to stop and tidy up on the way to escape, sorry, that wasn't in his mind's program.
It's a big deal!
It is true that Wei Huazi is not a master, even if he can create a space-time rift, an unstable space, but it is only a proof that the bloodline is moving towards maturity, take Wuyazi as an example, as early as fifty years ago, he was already able to be like Wei Huazi, and now, the small space he opened up is far more mature than Wei Huazi, not just a gray piece of nothing, he even opened up mountains and rivers in the space, there are buildings, pavilions and pavilions, etc.
It's just that in order to manifest this space in the real world, it is necessary to consume a lot of food, and it is necessary to kill all the people in several nearby towns to do so.
If he opens up space and introduces the enemy into his own space to fight, he will be able to take advantage of the home field, and his combat power will be multiplied, and the opponent will be weakened exponentially.
However, Wu Yazi had no intention of becoming an enemy of Gu Xiaozhao.
Wei Huazi couldn't make a move under the other party's hands, and what was even more terrifying was that he couldn't understand it, and he didn't understand what kind of magic power the young man used to wipe out Wei Huazi, this kind of magic power was silent under his perception, like the wind passing through the palm of his hand, and he only felt a trace of coolness, and it was empty.
He didn't think that he would be that person's opponent, so he had no intention of being an enemy of Gu Xiaozhao.
It's just that in the process of escaping, he has not been able to figure out a question, that is, why Gu Xiaozhao wanted to kill Wei Huazi, why did he want to be their enemy, could it be that he was a great supernatural from the Great Black Heaven, and only the Great Black Heaven was the feud of their Yanyu Temple.
Wu Yazi would never think that Gu Xiaozhao was for the sake of those ant people in the town.
Those ant people are like weeds, one nest will grow quickly, and if you kill them, you will kill them, and there is nothing strange about them.
Of course, in the area south of the Central Plains, there is order, and the Inhuman families there are not allowed to appear in blood sacrifices, but in the desolate land of the northwest, order only exists under the fist.
Wu Yazi didn't complain about anything, he already regarded Gu Xiaozhao as a person from the faction of the feud Daheitian in his heart.
Inhumans are also divided into several classes, there are teenagers whose bloodlines have just awakened and have not completely replaced the mortal bloodlines, there are also young people who have successfully crossed the way home and have been accepted by the secret world, and there are also mature people who have opened up their own small worlds, and on top of this, there are also so-called sages, sages who can capture energy from the void.
In Wu Yazi's opinion, Gu Xiaozhao is the sage of the Great Black Sky faction.
Every fifty years, when the Temple of the Death Desert is opened, a war breaks out between the Great Black Sky and the Smoke and Rain Temple, and it is not uncommon for the Sage to be used to fight each other's geniuses.
Take the Yanyu Temple as an example, they also sent a Sage, and there was one in the camp of Wuyazi's team.
Wu Yazi is running towards his own camp, a distance of only three hundred miles, with his speed, he can arrive in less than half an hour, as long as he arrives at the camp, he will really feel safe.
It's just that this kind of magical power that borrows the power of the void to fly away requires a lot of energy, and Wuyazi can't support much time, and it takes a break to fly away with all his strength or so with a stick of incense, and use the secret method to absorb energy from his own secret realm, of course, you can also use the method of blood sacrifice.
However, the way of blood sacrifice was too cumbersome, and he didn't have that time.
After flying in the direction of the desert with a stick of incense, Wuyazi turned over a yellow sand hill and entered a small wetland, where the color of the sand was much darker, proving that there were water veins underground, even if it failed to form an oasis, it was also green, with some low cacti and cacti.
Wuyazi stopped, ready to rest here for a while.
He turned around and looked back, but there was no one behind him.
Probably not chasing.
After all, even if it is a sage, if he wants to erase a bloodline alien, even if it seems to be an understatement, it will consume some energy, and it is not as easy as it seems on the surface, and if the other party does not want to pay a special price, most of them will not follow after him.
Of course, Wu Yazi didn't dare to have such a fluke mentality.
He still looks like a frightened beast, his eyes are dripping in his sockets, looking in all directions, his whole body is covered with a thin layer of red light, and there is a phantom shadow of a god in the red light.
Although Yanyu Temple is a temple, it is not a Buddha who is enshrined, but a strange deity.
There are many idols under the command of this deity, and each bloodline alien has its own corresponding deity, no need to visualize, this is a heritage engraved in the depths of the bloodline.
The corresponding god statue in the depths of Wuyazi's bloodline is one of the eighteen protectors of the gods, called the Fire Cloud Venerable, with fire as the honor, the legendary one can use his magical power to burn the seawater of a sea, of course, Wuyazi is now at this level, and he can also evaporate the green space under his feet.
After taking several deep breaths in a row, Wu Yazi used his magical powers to hook up the secret world.
As he turned to flee, he had already delivered the message, and now, there was an echo.
Wu Yazi blinked, his face flashed with joy, but the figure that had gradually faded became solid, he pursed his lips and clenched his fists.