In the face of the huge cultivation gap, it is useless to have a large number of people, and these dozens of True Qi cultivators in front of him together can't hurt a single hair of Yuwen Zhouyuan.

True Yuan mid-level cultivators, just the invisible spiritual pressure emanating from their bodies made their group of Dian Mo Chinese Network Overspeed Update True Qi cultivators feel an almost suffocating pressure, almost trembling and difficult to hold the spiritual weapon in their hands, ten percent of their cultivation is difficult to exert half, let alone attack Yuwen Zhouyuan.

Yuwen Juyuan glanced at them and sneered, full of disdain. He didn't have the time to entangle with these low-ranking monks.

He glanced into the distance, only to see that Jin Yongji, Elder He, and a group of Ice River Sect True Yuan had already rushed out of the mist of the mountains and forests and entered the ice lake.

Jin Yongji roared angrily, beckoned as many as twenty True Yuan monks, and quickly rushed towards the stone house.

Seeing this, Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't dare to delay any longer, threw the Ice Spirit Xuanguang Sword into the air, jumped up, stepped on the flying sword, turned into a piercing blue light, and flew into the sky.

The lake is so empty that there is nowhere to hide. Now he's running as fast as he can.

"I want to escape, I dream. Wait to die, Lao Tzu must kill you today!" Jin Yongji scolded angrily, how could he watch Yuwen Zhouyuan flee, and with all the Binghe monks, they threw out their magic weapons one after another, and chased fiercely.

Even if he chased to the edge of the sky, he would cut Yuwen Zhouyuan into hundreds to vent his hatred.

Moreover, there are more than 20 of them, and their strength is far greater than that of Yuwen Zhouyuan, but almost the entire team of Yuwen Zhouyuan has been wiped out, even if they use wheel battles, their group of True Yuan monks is enough to beat Yuwen Zhouyuan to death.

Moreover, there are a few of them who are real high-level monks, and the flying speed of the imperial sword is definitely not below that of Yuwen Zhouyuan, so they are very sure that they will be able to catch up with Yuwen Zhouyuan.

Twenty or thirty streamers of various colors of flying sword magic weapons swept past at an extremely fast speed from the hundreds of zhang in the air of the Dongluo River Mountains.

At the front was a dazzling cyan sword light, and dozens of rays of light in the back were in hot pursuit, they were fast and slow, striking the red light in front of them left and right, and the sky burst into various spell lights from time to time, mixed with a large number of exclamations and angry shouts.

Yuwen Zhouyuan controlled the flying sword and galloped, dodging the spells and magic weapons shooting from behind him from time to time, and he couldn't get rid of these monks for a long time, and he was secretly anxious in his heart.

The sword was too slow, Yuwen Zhouyuan thought for a moment, and when he pressed the storage bag, a palm-sized dark cloud flew out of the bag, and this dark cloud quickly enveloped him, and in the blink of an eye, his flight speed skyrocketed, and he quickly distanced himself from the Glacier Sect monks behind him.

"Is this a Cloud Barrier Magic Weapon?" The Ice River Sect cultivators who were chasing after each other were suddenly a little dumbfounded, and the top-level magic weapons on Yuwen Zhouyuan's body made them dizzy.

This kind of magic weapon is usually only available to real monks, and their flying swords can't catch up at all, seeing that the distance is getting farther and farther, from dozens of zhang to hundreds of zhang away, the strongest Zhenyuan high-level monk among them is no longer able to attack Yuwen Zhouyuan through such a long distance.

Jin Yongji, the young master of the sect, had a good flying magic weapon, but he didn't dare to risk his life to rush ahead alone.

Kim Yong's guitar face was red and about to drip blood. The Ice Spirit Cold Soul Bead, a water-based magic weapon, was snatched away by Yuwen Zhouyuan, he was never willing to give up like this, knowing that he couldn't catch up, he still held on to three extravagant hopes, and ordered the monks to follow him desperately.

Yuwen Juyuan glanced back and saw that he had distanced himself from them, and smiled faintly and relaxed, ignoring the group of Ice River monks who were insulting behind. It only took another half an hour for him to completely get rid of these chasing Ice Monks.

He looked back at his surroundings.

After a period of chasing for his life, he had already left the cold valley of the glacier. There are several continuous and dangerous mountains on the left and right nearby, these peaks are towering into the clouds, like a sharp sword straight into the sky, and the clouds and mist are hazy in the middle of the waist, and the smoke and rain are swirling, like a fairyland.

Yuwen Juyuan stared at these peaks and suddenly frowned.

He had been to this place, and he didn't know where he was.

You must know that the entire Dongluo River Mountain Range is vast and vast, with a radius of millions of miles, and the Imperial Sword may not be able to pass through the Dongluo River Mountain Range if it flies for a year, although he has been in the Lieyang Sect for a while, but he has been guarding the city, because Yuwen Zhouyuan is from the Dongyang Immortal Cultivation Realm, he is just disguised as a Dongluo River Cultivator, and at that time he doesn't know anything about the Dongluo River Immortal Cultivation Realm!

But Yuwen Zhouyuan knew one thing, that is, there were many demon beasts in the Dongluo River Mountains, and there were many dangerous places, such as this glacial cold valley, unless there were monks above the True Yuan Stage, they would not dare to enter it easily.

These peaks look like a fairyland, but no one knows if there are demon beasts. Even if there were no demon beasts, if this was where the mountain gate of a certain immortal cultivation sect was located, he, a disciple of the Burning Sun, could not enter without invitation, so as not to attract hostility, so it was best to take a detour.

Yuwen Zhouyuan immediately took out a topographic map jade paper that he carried with him, which he bought when he was in the Mixed Tracks City, but he didn't expect to use it at this time.

Yuwen Zhouyuan poured some mana and looked at the map of the Dongluo River Mountains that was displayed, he wanted to see what kind of place this was, and in which direction he had to fly to return to Dongluo River City.

"Here it is...... Barren and Badland?" Yuwen Zhouyuan looked at the surrounding mountain peaks while comparing the topographical map of Jade Cambodia. Thousands of miles to the west of the "Glacier Valley" on the topographic map, a place called "Barren Badlands" was found.

This place is very similar to the mountains in front of you.

Yuwen Zhouyuan's gaze couldn't help but froze.

There is no sect mark on the "Barren and Badland" in the topographic map, and it is obvious that this place does not belong to any sect of cultivating immortals. But there is a mountain name and the name of the evil land, so there is only one possibility, there are probably monsters in this place, and it is a fierce land.

Yuwen Zhouyuan quickly swept the edge of the topographic map, and sure enough, there were small markings on the edge of this topographic map, the barren and evil land was about two thousand miles away from the glacier cold valley, and there were groups of fifth- and sixth-order demon beasts entrenched here, and occasionally human-level demon beasts above the seventh order could be seen.

The Barren and Badland is one of the most dangerous places in the Dongluo River Mountains, far more terrifying than the glacial cold valley, a rare place for monks, monks of the True Yuan Period, try not to approach this place.

Seeing this, Yuwen Zhouyuan looked up at the continuous peaks in front of him, and the steep peaks were already clearly visible.

Yuwen Zhouyuan was slightly startled in his heart, and secretly exclaimed that it was not good, before he left the Glacier Cold Valley, and before he had time to get rid of the Glacier Sect cultivator who was chasing after him, he had mistakenly broken into this place of the Barren Badland.

"Chirp!" a cry resounded through the mountain peaks, and in the smoke and rain clouds floating between the mountain peaks, a flock of twenty colorful winged giant birds rushed out.

These giant birds spread their wings, each of them is at least more than ten zhang long, they have a pair of yellow pointed beaks, several large feathers on their foreheads, their wings are mainly vermilion colored feathers, but the tail has three long green feathers, which are extremely beautiful. Among them, the leading one is more than 20 zhang long, with sharp eyes and a terrifying body.

"Flame Golden Luan...... Wild Flame Golden Luan!"

Yuwen Zhouyuan was shocked, his expression was so big that he didn't think about it, and the Cloud and Mist Heavenly Tent Magic Weapon was stunned, and it fell to the ground like a boulder. Yuwen Zhouyuan was extremely fast at controlling the Cloud and Mist Heavenly Tent, but no matter how fast he flew, he didn't dare to compare his flying speed with the Flame Golden Luan.

The adult three-green colored-winged firefinch belongs to the sixth-order wind demon beast, a bird of prey that flies vigorously.

This bird of prey is very spiritual, and when it was a cub, it was captured by a beast control monk and fed and domesticated from an early age.

When they reach adulthood, they have a docile temperament and can ride. It is often used to guard the mountain gate of the sect of cultivating immortals, or for high-level monks such as heads and elders to ride.

Birds of prey such as the Flame Golden Luan and the Black Feather Eagle are all top-notch rare birds among the middle-level demon beasts, and they are extremely difficult to raise. It is often used to decorate the façade of the sect, and it is also a symbol of the strength of the sect.

The Lieyang Sect also domesticated several heads, and Yuwen Zhouyuan had seen the elders of the gate riding when he was guarding Dongluo River City.

But it was only the flaming golden luan bird that was domesticated from a young age that was docile.

Wild Flame Jinluan, they are as ferocious and ferocious as other wild demon beasts, and because they are very spiritual, they are more difficult than ordinary demon beasts.

This flaming golden luan likes to live in groups, and is extremely territory-conscious, and will not allow other birds to invade the territory near their nest.

As soon as Yuwen Zhouyuan saw this group of wild Flame Jinluan flying towards him, he knew that he had taken offense and invaded their territory. Compared with the flight speed of an adult Flame Jin Luan of sixth-order strength, it is simply looking for death. Moreover, the leading Flame Jin Luan was only afraid that it had already surpassed the strength of the sixth order.

Yuwen Zhouyuan did not hesitate to fall into the mountains and jungles, wanting to avoid this group of birds of prey.

"What kind of demon bird is that?" Jin Yongji also led his people to chase after him, and after landing for several miles, he saw a flock of giant birds rushing out of the clouds and mist, forcing Yuwen Zhouyuan to the ground, and couldn't help but ask in surprise.

Jin Yongji didn't know many demon beasts and rare birds in the Dongluo River Realm, and naturally he didn't know the power of the group of Flame Jinluan in front of him.

Seeing Yuwen Joo-won fall to the ground, Jin Yongji was overjoyed in his heart, but he didn't expect that at this juncture, Yuwen Joo-won actually fell down and hid on the ground and mountains. He immediately urged the monks to speed up.

Such a good opportunity, Jin Yongji will naturally not let it go.

"Young Sect Master, these demon birds seem to be a bit much, should we avoid them first?" Several elders who followed Jin Yongji closely saw the group of more than ten giant birds of prey, and their faces changed slightly.

"Just a dozen demon birds, will you be scared, will you all be on me!" Jin Yongji snorted disdainfully, and rushed over with more than twenty True Yuan Monk Imperial Sword.

Jin Yongji looked down on demon birds, could the demon birds compare with the combat power of the monks? Besides, they had more than twenty True Yuan monks, if they were afraid of more than ten demon birds, it would be a joke. Snatching the Ice Spirit Cold Soul Bead back as soon as possible was the most important thing for him.

The group of Flame Jin Luan found Jin Yongji and a group of monks, and immediately split into two.

Two of them continued to pounce towards Yuwen Zhouyuan, who was falling towards the ground, while the other eight or nine heads, led by the head bird, circled in mid-air and pounced on them as the Ice River Sect cultivators.

The two sides flew closer and closer.

This time, Jin Yongji, the elders and others saw the appearance of this group of giant birds clearly, and they didn't have time to marvel at the beauty of this group of giant birds, and almost in the blink of an eye, they collided with this group of giant birds.