Countless people frantically poured out from all corners of Heian Fuji Mountain, but except for some people who were close to the edge themselves, there was not a single one out of ten who could really escape from Heian Fuji Mountain. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The Neutrino Thieves have almost all burned their lives, and they are also the fastest ones. The moment he rushed out of the immortal hunting territory, he fled to the edge of Heian Fuji Mountain.

And just like that, there was still a vine stuck in his calf.

The micro thief has always been a loose cultivator, he may not be as knowledgeable as Shang Hegao, or his means may not be as good as Pang Hong. But there is one thing he has, but Shang Hegao and Pang Hong don't have it, and they are decisive.

At the moment when the vine inserted into the micron thief's calf, the micron thief's immortal yuan shook, and his entire calf was directly separated from his body. The next moment, the micro-thief, who had no calf, rushed out frantically.

At this time, the sword qi was nothing to him at all, what he wanted was to run away like crazy, and the farther away he could, the better.

Behind the micro-thief, the vines like giant peaks slowly converged, like a cricket cage compressed, and no monk in the vines was spared.

Not a single trace of blood spurted out, and every monk who was touched by the vines was absorbed in a short period of time. Whether it's blood, soul, or body.

There are only a few people who can escape like the micro thieves.

"Poof!" the thief opened his mouth and spewed out a bloody arrow, only then did he stop, and reluctantly took out a healing elixir and swallowed it.

Behind him, the originally towering mountain of vines disappeared without a trace at this moment. Heian Fujiyama seemed to be compressed into the ground, and there was no trace of it. The thousands of people who survived in Heian Fuji Mountain also disappeared without a trace.

Several monks who had escaped like the micro-thief hurriedly approached this side when they saw the micro-thief.

In the prison of the sword, it is better to have more people than fewer people.

"Lord Weizun, what's going on with Heian Fujishan?" A quasi-immortal emperor with a pale face and covered in blood still has palpitations.

An Immortal Emperor doesn't have the slightest ability to resist under the kind of vines in Ping'an Teng Mountain, how terrible is that vine? If he wasn't on the edge of Ping'an Teng Mountain, he would not be spared.

The rest of the survivors, who were slightly weaker in cultivation, listened even more, and they didn't know why such a thing happened to Heian Fujishan.

The trivial thief had calmed down, and said in a low tone, "It should be a heart left over from the ancients." If I'm not mistaken, those vines are just the meridians in the heart. ”

"We've always lived in one heart?" exclaimed.

No one answered his words, and everyone thought that the vignette was not talking nonsense. Because the shape of Heian Fujiyama is really similar to a heart.

The micro thief was also secretly afraid, he saw Shang Hegao and Pang Hong being sucked out of the essence and flesh by the vines and falling in the Ping'an Teng Mountain. The reason why he was able to escape was not only because his strength was stronger than Pang Hong and Shang Hegao, but also because of his decisiveness. But these are not the keys to his escape, the most important thing he can escape is Mo Wuji's four Zhiqing Pills.

The four Zhiqing Pills made his Yuan Shen and Soul far more perfect than Pang Hong and Shang Hegao, and in terms of strength, he recovered the fastest and the best.

It was precisely because the Yuan Shen was more complete that he was able to burn the essence and blood Shou Yuan to escape from Ping An Fuji Mountain in an instant, and in the end he only lost a calf.

It seems that they really didn't guess wrong, Mo Wuji left Ping'an Tengshan ahead of schedule, not only because they wanted to reclaim the territory, but because Mo Wuji had already sensed that Ping'an Tengshan was not safe.

He thought of the incident of going to the Sword Qi River with Mo Wuji to get water, and after Mo Wuji came out of Ping'an Tengshan, he seemed to frown very thoughtfully. Then he deliberately returned to Heian Fujiyama and walked out again.

Now that he understood, Mo Wuji was suspicious at that time.

Before, Mo Wuji simply retreated, he thought that it was because Mo Wuji had no alliance, and he had formed an alliance with Pang Hong and Shang Hegao. Now that I think about it, that's not the case at all. Even if he didn't form an alliance with Pang Hong and Shang Hegao, Mo Wuji would also leave Ping'an Tengshan. When they went to where Mo Wuji was, Mo Wuji was about to leave, otherwise, how could it be so coincidental?

With Mo Wuji's formation methods, if he was unwilling to leave, the three of them might not be able to break the formation if they joined forces.

"Lord Weizun, where are we going now?" Everyone was silent, and a monk took the initiative to ask.

The micro thief sighed and said, "The fairy hunt doesn't exist anymore, everyone will call me by my name, what kind of lord, it's all a joke." ”

This incident made him understand a truth, even when the sword prison reorganized forces and far exceeded the strength of the disaster, any force would be in vain.

"You go and take refuge in Sect Master Mo. The micro thief continued, he knew that now these people had nowhere to go except to go to Mo Wuji.

"Senior, won't you come with us?" asked the monk who spoke, puzzled.

In fact, although he asked where the Wei Zi Thief should go, he knew very well in his heart that there was really nowhere to go except to go to seek refuge with Sect Master Mo Wuji.

The thief waved his hand, "Go ahead, I won't go." ”

After saying that, the figure of the micro thief flashed and disappeared into the endless sword prison. He is also a late Immortal Emperor, not long ago he ruined the alliance with Mo Wuji and drove Mo Wuji out of Ping'an Tengshan. Now he wants to beg Mo Wuji again, he can't pull this face.

You must know that the land he gave to Mo Wuji was exchanged for Qing Dan by Mo Wuji, but he said that he would accept it. Regardless of whether Mo Wuji had long felt that Ping An Fujiyama was not safe, it was not right for him to do this. Besides, he went to seek refuge in Mo Wuji in the later stage of an Immortal Emperor, who listened to whom?

After the micro thief left, the most powerful person here was the quasi-emperor, the quasi-emperor looked at the disappearing figure of the micro thief, and said with a secret sigh, "Let's go, let's go to Sect Master Mo." ”

As a quasi-emperor and a person with a demon hand, he is very clear about the relationship between Mo Wuji and the three major forces of Ping An Fujishan. The micro thief has no face to take refuge in Mo Wuji, and he can understand it.

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"Click!" Mo Wuji felt that the strength of the sword qi had increased several times, and the bones around him made an inch-by-inch cracking sound. The pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow made Mo Wuji open his eyes and completely sober up.

He looked at his feet with some fear, at this moment one of his feet was actually standing on the edge of the whirlpool, and the swept whirlpool actually did not sweep him down.

Endless sword qi was swept over by his body refining technique and submerged into his body. In addition to the endless sword qi here, there is also an endless immortal aura.

Mo Wuji instantly understood what was going on, all the sword qi that could involve him in the sword qi vortex was absorbed by him, and the sword qi vortex disappeared around him for a short time, which made him stop temporarily.

Now he must not let all his bones be shattered and reorganized, the fourth layer of the divine body is not nirvana, he has already achieved nirvana once, once the bones are all broken, then it will be difficult for him to enter the fourth layer of the divine body, maybe he will be caught in this sword qi vortex in the end.

Mo Wuji forcibly excluded his distracting thoughts and the crisis under his feet, and the body refining exercises and immortal mortal exercises were running at full force at the same time, and one hundred and eight small Zhou Tian formed a big Zhou Tian, and this big Zhou Tian fused with Mo Wuji's body refining Zhou Tian again, and frantically swept away the rich immortal aura in the sword qi vortex.

"Boom!" Mo Wuji's physical body reached an extreme, and a strong momentum rushed out of his body, and the originally cracked bones and skin recovered in an instant.

The sword qi that originally directly submerged into Mo Wuji's body was blocked by Mo Wuji at this moment. The Immortal Yuan Power in his body also rose wildly at this moment, a shackle was shattered, and Mo Wuji's cultivation directly rushed into the middle stage of the Great Luo Immortal.

The furious sword qi vortex swept in again, Mo Wuji quickly retreated, and all those sword qi vortexes that could sweep him away were absorbed by him.

The strength of his physical body advanced to the fourth layer of the divine body at the edge of the sword qi vortex, and at the same time, his cultivation also rose to the middle stage of the Great Luo Immortal.

Mo Wuji knew that with his current cultivation, if he was swept up in the sword qi vortex, it was estimated that he would die nine deaths.

After exiting the edge of the sword qi vortex, Mo Wuji gathered his spiritual eyes and looked at the sword qi vortex again, under the sword qi vortex, the man who was like a dry bone was actually gone.

A cold sweat broke out behind Mo Wuji's back, and he left quickly. Before he reached the Immortal King, he didn't dare to enter the sword qi vortex to check.

If he didn't have special cultivation resources, it would be difficult for him to advance to the Immortal King in the short term. It seemed that he could go and see if the teleportation array disk he had thrown outside the Sword Prison had been inducted, Mo Wuji also estimated that his teleportation array disk did not have much effect, and he did it just to comfort himself at the beginning. Since there was a way out, he had to think of any possible way out.

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"May I ask where Sect Master Mo is?" The quasi-emperor took four or five monks who had escaped from Ping'an Tengshan to the Gobi Desert where Mo Wuji was.

Fei Ling walked out again, and Su Zi'an and the others, who were originally waiting in the square, also stood up.

"Are you Brother Cha?" Fei Ling exclaimed in surprise when he saw the quasi-emperor in front of him.

He naturally knew that the quasi-emperor in front of him was called Cha Rui, and he was a person who belonged to the devil's hand like him before. Why are you here now? Fei Ling looked at the scarred monks behind Cha Rui, and his heart became more and more puzzled.

"Fei Xianyou, I haven't seen you for a long time. Cha Rui's tone was a little dry, his status in the Demon Hand was much higher than that of Fei Ling. At this moment, he can only be glad that he did not offend Fei Ling in the first place.

"Brother Cha, how did you come here? Do you plan to leave the Demon Hand like me? Are you not afraid of Pang Hong? Aren't you afraid that you will never have the chance to return to Ping'an Tengshan in the future?"

Cha Rui sighed, "Ping An Fujiyama is gone, and the demon hand is gone." ”

"What do you mean?" Fei Ling thought of Nie Chong'an and Jian Mingcheng's words before, and his face changed. If Heian Fujiyama is really dangerous, this place is not far from Heian Fujiyama.

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