In less than half an hour, there was only a distance of ten zhang left between Long Qianli and Bai Yi.

The enemy is in front of him, and he can't care about being in danger, as long as he can catch up with Bai Yi, he may be able to get a great creation.

When he was ruthless in his heart and was about to catch up with Bai Yi in one go, a demonic aura suddenly permeated in the distance, this demonic aura was like wind and mist, which was full of powerful aura fluctuations, depending on the degree of that aura, it was definitely not under Ridge Qianli.

The breath of a third-level demon beast!

The moment he sensed this demonic aura, Ling Qianli's face turned pale, and he hurriedly jumped to the ground, quickly put away the flying sword, not only him, but even Bai Yi in front of him also jumped to the ground, put away the flying sword and rushed away.

Since he sensed the aura of the demon beast, it proved that this demon beast was not far away, and if he wanted to fly again, it was very likely to attract it.

The third-level demon beast, which is equivalent to a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building, dared to hold it up, but he didn't plan to let Bai Yi go, shaking his fat body, and quickly chased after him with a hideous face.

The Burial Soul Valley is full of strange bamboos, as high as several zhang, more than one person thick, older than those ancient trees on the periphery of the mountain range, occasionally you can see two or three people hugging tall giant bamboos, shaped like a thousand-year-old tree, the bamboo leaves at the top are like big umbrellas, very strange.

Bai Yi, who was traveling quickly, turned a blind eye to the strange scenery in the valley, and his speed was extremely fast, and the ridge Qianli behind him was even more in hot pursuit, sometimes cursing and roaring.

The two chased and fled, and they all used all their strength, and they had already gone deep into the Valley of Buried Souls in a short time.

Where a powerful demonic aura is exuded, Bai Yi will not go to death, he picks those particularly tall giant bamboos to run, once he escapes to the giant bamboo, he will pause slightly, and scan the surroundings very quickly, as if he is looking for something.

For Bai Yi's abnormal movements, Lang Qianli thought that he was distinguishing the direction, after all, Bai Yi's realm was too low, if the other party accidentally broke into the habitat of the demon beast, he would definitely be inferior to him, and if he really wanted to face a third-level demon beast, he still had a chance to escape, but Bai Yi would definitely die.

No matter how high Bai Yi showed his talent, no matter how many means, after all, he only had the Qi Refining Period, in the eyes of Ling Qianli, Bai Yi hid unimaginable treasures on his body, but because of his low strength, he couldn't use too much power of that treasure.

"Little brute, I see where you're still running!"

Lang Qianli exploded the spiritual power in his body to the extreme, and his fat body made several vertical leaps one after another, and the distance between him and Bai Yi instantly narrowed to within three zhang, urging the flying sword to stab out.

The flying sword in Ridge Qianli's hand is a medium-level magic weapon, and the casting distance of the middle-level magic weapon is twice that of a low-level magic weapon, within a radius of about two or three zhang, once it exceeds this range, the connection between the flying sword and the owner will immediately weaken, and finally lose control and become a dead thing.

Approaching Bai Yi to three zhang, Lang Qianli only urged out the flying sword, not to kill the other party with one blow, his intention was to interfere with Bai Yi's escape route, as long as the other party hurriedly crashed into the dead end, Lang Qianli could easily succeed.

There are giant bamboos all around, as long as Bai Yi's footsteps are messy and he bumps into a giant bamboo, he will become a prey waiting to be captured.

The flying sword stabbed, Bai Yi seemed to be unconscious, and he didn't pause for half a minute under his feet, and rushed straight to a giant bamboo, looking at the posture as if he was really panicked and wanted to hit the giant bamboo.

At the moment when he was about to hit the giant bamboo, Bai Yi suddenly jumped up with two feet, stepped on the branch of the giant bamboo in one step, Tengteng took three steps in succession, and actually stepped on the giant bamboo and ran up, just at the moment when he rose up, a flying sword with a dim aura suddenly crossed under his feet.

The distance of the sword has exceeded three zhang, the aura of this flying sword has gradually faded, the power has been greatly reduced, and it is embedded in the giant bamboo with a pop, and the sword blade comes out through the bamboo, trembling rapidly.

After taking three steps, Bai Yi fell upside down in a volley, and at the same time sacrificed the flying sword, before his feet touched the ground, he had already stepped on the flying sword steadily, and flew out several feet away in a moment.

Stepping on the bamboo, the sword moved with him, Bai Yi's series of movements were like flowing water in the same direction, and he was taken aback when he saw it, this kind of sensitive dodging skills and the precise timing of the sword movement were not necessarily possible for the true disciples, but it happened to a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy.

The surprise on his face was quickly hidden by Ridge Qianli, and then he changed into that signature cold smile, rushed to Juzhu's approach and summoned the flying sword, and the same sword chased after him.

In the eyes of Lang Qianli, the more outstanding Bai Yi is, the better the treasures on his body, and Lang Qianli even suspects that Bai Yi has rare treasures hidden in his body that have not been encountered for thousands of years.

After leaping over a distance of twenty or thirty zhang, Bai Yi immediately put away his sword and ran again, and the ridge Qianli behind him also changed from flying to running, and the distance between the two was always stalemate at about three or five zhang.

Since noon, this desperate chase has lasted for more than an hour, whether it is Bai Yi or Ling Qianli, all of them are pale at this time, and there is not much spiritual energy left in their bodies.

Lang Qianli is better, after all, his realm is in the middle stage of foundation building, don't look at the panting, but the speed is not slow at all, but Bai Yi is already sweating, and his steps are a little vain.

It's no wonder that Bai Yi, this physical body is originally weak, his true soul has been awakened for less than half a year, although he is already too strong now, but it is not as good as the cultivator of the foundation building realm, if it wasn't for the cultivation of the first layer of the Heavenly Pouring Gong before, Bai Yi would not be able to hold on to it until now with his current physique.

Bypassing a giant bamboo surrounded by three people, Bai Yi's eyes were still calm and abnormal, without half a minute of panic, on the branches behind the giant bamboo beside him, there were several giant mushrooms the size of buckets growing strangely.

The moment he saw the huge mushroom, a smile immediately appeared on the corner of Bai Yi's mouth, and he sacrificed his flying sword and split several giant mushrooms to pieces.

Bai Yi's actions may be able to escape the sight of Ridge Qianli, but he can't escape the lock of spiritual sense, as soon as he enters the Burial Soul Valley, Ridge Qianli completely wraps Bai Yi with spiritual sense, it can be said that within a hundred zhang, Bai Yi's every move can't escape Ridge Qianli's perception.

"If you can't escape, you can vent your anger with mushrooms, hum, Bai Yi, I think you still have to be caught, maybe this deacon will consider leaving you a whole corpse!"

Splitting the mushrooms, Bai Yi didn't linger at all, and ran in one direction.

A hideous look appeared on Ridge Qianli's face, and he continued to chase after him, this time he learned to be much more cunning, when he couldn't perceive the demonic energy, he often suddenly flew with the sword, and he didn't fly far, but flew out about ten zhang, which not only made the chance of attracting the demon beast smaller, but also narrowed the distance between him and Bai Yi.

It didn't take long for Ridge Qianli and Bai Yi to walk side by side, and the two were almost in the same straight line, but there were still two zhang apart.

"Cut off your leg first, I'll see where you can escape!" Ridge Qianli roared angrily, pinching out the sword technique of Chongyun swordsmanship, at this distance, as long as he took out the sword, the target was almost unavoidable.

The flying sword turned into a cold light and soared into the air, and the sword blade pointed at Bai Yi's legs!

Whew!!

Just when Ridge Qianli was about to make a move, in the depths of the bamboo forest behind the two, an earth-shattering angry roar suddenly sounded, like an eagle like a bear, eerie and violent, and it sounded like the hairs on his body would involuntarily explode up.