Chapter 385: Yunqin Flying Bird (Third More Fei Ying Alliance)
Out of the range of the 'Thousand Miles Magnetic Kill', Zhuang Wudao's speed suddenly landed, but it had already opened up a safe distance between the two. And the speed of magnetic escape still surpasses the person behind him by a lot.
In just a moment, Yun'er threw the mysterious figure out of a distance of at least two thousand zhang. Then he pulled farther and farther, and walked around this labyrinthine underground until he couldn't sense the person's qi at all, which was half an hour later.
Yun'er's thoughts, as if exhausted, retracted back to the sword technique again.
Three years ago, Yun'er was about able to replace Zhuang Wudao and control the body for two moments. Now the Qingyun Sword has recovered a lot, but Zhuang Wudao's cultivation has also improved extremely fast, and in just a few years, it is already the realm of the second floor of the foundation, and the foundation is extremely thick.
Half an hour, Yun'er was already doing her best.
Even Zhuang Wudao could feel the weakness of the sword spirit at this time.
"Yun'er, you're fine, right?"
"It's fine, it's just that it takes some spiritual energy and needs some time. In these three or five days, you can only rely on the sword master himself. Fortunately, you're already in the foundation, and you have that card to use, as long as it's not a whole realm above you, it should be fine. However, it should also be used with caution to avoid being eaten back. β
"I can save it, it's good that you don't have a problem, but where the hell did this character come from?"
Zhuang Wudao's eyes were shocked, facing this person, he really had a feeling of looking up to the mountains, there were people outside the people, and there was a sense of heaven outside the sky.
If it's just stronger than him, it's nothing, there are more people in this world who are stronger than him, like a carp crossing the river, and they abound.
However, this person's cultivation is only in the middle stage of foundation building, and Zhuang Wudao knows that even if he also reaches the middle stage of foundation building, it is impossible for him to have that kind of strength.
"I don't know. β
Yun'er said in a weak voice: "But I feel that it shouldn't be a real foundation building monk. Rather, it is the embodiment of someone. The strength of the body, the true element, and the physical body have almost reached a perfect state, and the attainment of boxing is also beyond the golden pill. Normally, a monk would never be so flawless. However, if it was Jin Dan, if he could have such a superb martial arts cultivation, how could he be willing to cut off the divine soul? Although that body was perfect, it was not some kind of 'heavenly and human spare tire', and only a little Yuan Soul Seed could be cultivated and restored. How could a cultivator easily give up the opportunity to enter the Yuan Shen Realm. β
Zhuang Wudao paused, and then reacted: "In other words, this person is likely to be a doppelganger of the Yuan Shen Realm?"
"I can't be sure, I can only say that it is possible. In short, the sword master still needs to be careful, and you are still not out of danger. β
The thought from Yun'er was also very condensed: "I suspect that person actually deliberately let you and me go." The place where the shot was made was also quite strange, and this person did not have much killing intent at that time. The real purpose should be to forcibly knock the sword master down the second layer. This pursuit is unhurried, as if it is consciously trying to expel you and me here. β
"Intentionally?"
Zhuang Wudao only felt his heart pounding, and after thinking about it carefully, his eyes were even more gloomy.
Indeed, even if Yun'er didn't make a move, the result would still be that he was slapped into the second layer of this underground palace.
The difference is that he will be more embarrassed, and he will inevitably have some injuries on his body. Although the three-grade occult level Bull Demon Overlord is strong, the sword does not hurt. However, the strength of that man's fist is just and soft, and if it can't be resolved, it can directly hurt his heart.
But it was only a secret injury, and it would not occur on the spot, and at that time, he still had the power to escape.
The same is true when chasing behind him just now, Yun'er has been narrowly caught up by this person several times, but he can always get rid of it smoothly after the worst.
"And this person's ability to track is simply incredible. It stands to reason that the sword master's magnetic escape method should be faster than him. And even if the doppelganger divine thoughts of the Yuan Shen Monk are impossible, they are stronger than me. β
When Yun'er said this, her mind had weakened to the extreme: "I will cultivate first, and it is estimated that I will wake up in a day, the sword master must be careful-"
Before the words fell, the light cloud sword in the sword aperture returned to silence.
Zhuang Wudao frowned tightly and fell into deep thought. Yun'er's words left too many mysteries for him to solve.
But what exactly does this person want? What do you want to do with him? What do you want to do with him? What can make this person look at him?
has the ability to track, but whether it is escape or divine thought, it is far inferior to the sword spirit-
Puzzled, Zhuang Wudao shook his head and looked around, with a slight look of trouble in his eyes.
When he fell from that side hall, Yan Dingtian only said that there was only a triple underground palace here. But even he didn't know how to get out.
Looking at the top wall above, Zhuang Wudao suddenly despaired, and completely gave up the idea of digging out from above.
It's easy to fall from that side, but it's almost impossible to get up from this side. The top is actually a full twenty zhang thick, and it is a better 'blue-veined marble' than the 'Taihua stone'.
This kind of stone is generally used to cast a blank of a magic weapon-level spiritual weapon, or a ding furnace. Not only is it strong, but it is also resistant to high temperatures and colds.
Don't say it's digging out, even if it's a way to escape, you don't have to think about it. Once stuck in this blue-veined marble, it is impossible to enter and exit, and it is impossible to survive and die.
If you look around, it's the same structure. Even if the death aura here is nearly doubled, it can't be corroded too much.
With a sigh, Zhuang Wudao glanced around, then chose the south and cautiously walked forward.
For the time being, he didn't think about getting out of the predicament, and he needed to figure out the structure of this place before he could know the way to return to the second layer. I didn't care about what kind of structure was underneath this before. I remember the way he came, but he never dared to turn back the way he came.
This direction is not a random choice. Driven by that mysterious man, he wanted to see what kind of situation he would encounter if he continued on this road-
Aimlessly, after walking for about a quarter of an hour, Zhuang Wudao's brows were already furrowed. It seems to have taken the wrong path, and in this direction, it should not be back to the first floor, but the entrance to the third floor.
"So, the exit should be to the eastβ"
Whether it is the architectural structure of this underground palace, the remnants of the forbidden law, or the trend of the earth qi, the direction of the water flow. It is clear that the east is rising and the south is sinking.
Just as he was about to turn around, Zhuang Wudao was slightly stunned, sensing two vague qi machines in front of him, and he hurried away.
The gray and dead mist in the water not only obstructs people's vision, but also isolates the monk's divine thoughts. When Zhuang Wudao sensed it, it was already an extremely close distance.
And the two people who flew from afar also realized that they stopped together when they staggered past Zhuang Wudao. It may be that the vigilance is extremely heavy, and the first person adjusted to a defensive posture as soon as possible. The figure retreated a few feet, locking Zhuang Wudao with his divine thoughts as if facing a great enemy.
The latter appeared to have been seriously injured. However, he also managed to stabilize his figure, holding a few talismans in his hand, ready to be played at any time.
"Are you, Yu Yunqin?"
Zhuang Wudao's gaze flashed inexplicably. He had fought with Yu Yunqin, and he was very familiar with Yu Yunqin's divine characteristics.
As for the identity of the other person, he also guessed it.
"The one over there, could it be Senior Brother Feihuzi?"
"Zhuang Wudao, Senior Brother Zhuang?"
The first three words were still a little hesitant, but the last three words were in a definite tone, Yu Yunqin let down her guard, and her eyes were also full of doubts, and she walked out of the gray death fog. Wearing a men's robe, his face also looks like a man's appearance, looking like an unremarkable male cultivator, without the slightest flaw.
However, the tone of the voice at this moment is similar to that of Yu Yunqin.
"Why are you here?"
"Why are you here?
Zhuang Wudao seemed to be smiling, and the corners of his lips were slightly provoked with unknown meaning: "I remember the ruins of the Han Palace, Senior Sister Yu has already experienced it once." According to the rules of the Red Yin City, all disciples only have one chance. β
"According to the rules of my Chiyin City, in the past eight thousand years, no outsider has ever been able to enter the ruins of the Lihan Palace. Now that this iron rule can be broken, what does it matter if the other exceptions are made once?"
"However, at that time, Senior Sister, you should be impacting the foundation building, and it is only half a step away from the foundation building realm. β
Zhuang Wudao narrowed his eyes, because of this, before he came, he didn't even ask, as a Qi cultivation disciple of Chiyin City, if Yu Yunqin would enter the Lihan Palace together.
At that time, Yu Yunqin had also reached the limit of advancement. Forcibly suppressing it will only harm one's own body.
"It's just a cover-up. β
Yu Yunqin's voice was indifferent: "I have been inherited for thousands of years in Chiyin City, how can I not even have a spirit treasure that suppresses cultivation? As a child, how can Yunqin rest assured that she will entrust this matter to others?"
"Is that so? That's right. β
Zhuang Wudao restrained his smile, and at the same time looked at the flying hooves on the other side, who also walked out of the dead mist.
"Senior Brother Feihuzi, it seems that you are injured a lot, could it be that something happened to you?"
"No luck!"
Feihu smiled bitterly: "I hit it by mistake and walked to the second floor." It was not easy to find a few treasures that had not decayed millions of years ago, but they encountered several scattered cultivators who joined forces to snatch them. I thought I was going to die, but fortunately, Senior Sister Yu arrived in a hurry, so I was able to save my life. However, it is still unknown whether they will be able to return safely. β
Zhuang Wudao glanced at it online, this flying hoofer was indeed not lightly injured. There are scars on the shoulders and legs, and the bones are visible. It should have been traumatized by a special technique, with the remnants of the xenomorph true element, and the wound could not heal at all, and a trace of blood could still be seen.
And the face of the flying hooves was as pale as paper. It is clearly a loss of gas yuan, and it looks like it is close to running out of oil. If you are still alone, walking in this underground palace, you will indeed die soon.
However, Zhuang Wudao was keenly aware of the slightest hint of confidence between Yu Yunqin's eyebrows.