Chapter 11: The Purple Wing Condor

In the past few days, Yan Lie has been hovering over the deep mountains, and many mountains and forests have been completely destroyed by him.

On this night, Xiao Xuan climbed out of the tree hole and took a few pills to restore his injuries, Xiao Xuan found that after his eyes were nourished by the golden light of the wordless heavenly book, almost all the pills could be dialysed by himself.

As we all know, the alchemist is divided into nine grades, starting from the beginning of a product, almost every level of improvement is not trivial, analyzing the attributes of various medicinal materials, but also carefully refining, taking its essence and fusing it, and finally condensing the origin, you can become a pill, each step of which is more difficult.

He can gain insight into the origin of the elixir, as long as the divine consciousness can hold on to consumption, he does not have to be limited by the level, this wordless book of heaven is indeed a unique treasure in the world, no wonder the pair of masters and apprentices did not hesitate to fight with their lives, and also predicted that this book of heaven can peek through the Yuanying Avenue.

Presumably, with his divine sense, he can already refine a grade of pills, and at that time, he needs to add more alchemy pills to make up for his innate lack of qualifications with a large amount of pills, but all this is on the premise of escaping this fierce pursuit.

Xiao Xuan gritted his teeth and changed another place to hide, the new area had just been severely ravaged, the trees were broken, the mountains and rocks were cracked, and the ground was full of messes.

No, why can this old guy always lock his approximate location, even if the divine sense of the monk in the late stage of foundation building is countless times stronger than his own, he shouldn't be so keen, could it be that he was contaminated with his breath in the battle with Yan Feng, and Yan Lie relied on this residual breath to lock his approximate position? If not, it means that Yan Lie has another powerful means to lock himself.

"I'll follow you slowly, and I'll hide wherever you search there. In this dangerous situation, life is at stake at any time, Xiao Xuan can only think seriously and avoid it carefully.

His strength is not enough now, and at the moment, he may only risk death to hide in the depths of the mountain, and with the strength of the fierce spirit beast in it, he can get rid of the fierce pursuit.

However, even Yan Lie is afraid of the brute beasts in it, let alone his own low-strength self......

Let's fight it, I've been forced to this point...... He had no choice but to risk his life to move forward.

After Xiao Xuan's body was almost recovered, he began to make a detour, wanting to get closer to the depths of the mountain.

In the depths of the mountains, the roar of the wild beasts shook the sky, like thunder in the sky, and the fallen leaves in the mountains and forests were scattered.

Xiao Xuan couldn't help but change color, it was still far from the center of the mountain range, and extremely terrifying alien beasts had already appeared in the outer region, and it seemed very difficult to pass through.

However, if he didn't move forward, how could he get rid of Yan Lie's pursuit? This put Xiao Xuan in a dilemma.

"Yan Lie old dog, you wait, even if your cultivation is superb, I will kill you one day!" Xiao Xuan has never hated a person like this, the other party is greedy for his flesh and blood, ruthless, and wants to kill him completely.

Suddenly, Xiao Xuan sensed the danger, Yan Lie seemed to be approaching again, and he hurriedly hid.

A dark shadow appeared in the sky, and Yan Lie reappeared, but suddenly the strange beast he sat down on seemed to be frightened, and his whole body went limp, and he shivered after landing on the ground.

The brute beasts could sense each other's breath, not far away, Xiao Xuan saw all this clearly, and couldn't help but be surprised, Yan Lie's mount had at least the strength of the sixth layer of the Qi training period, how could it be scared like this?

Seeing this scene, even Yan Lie's withered and gloomy face was very shocked, so he had to hide his body and hide in a bush.

But Yan Lie's move actually made Xiao Xuan's hair stand upside down, and the old monster actually swept in the direction where he was.

"Boy, it's you! The old man has been chasing you for days, and today he will blast you, peel and cramp. Yan Lie also found out that Xiao Xuan was hiding here, and couldn't help but be surprised, and immediately sacrificed twenty flying swords, and the wind thundered, and they all slashed down towards Xiao Xuan.

Xiao Xuan saw that his body was exposed, and he didn't panic and lose his proportions, and fled directly with the sword, not daring to fight with Yan Lie, with the cultivation of this old monster, he only won himself between the backhand.

Yan Lie's fatal blow fell into the air, and he was also furious at the moment, and was about to summon his mount to chase and kill, but saw that the mount was still trembling and useless, so he had to chase and kill in the sky himself.

At this moment, the whole mountain forest suddenly darkened, and a fierce wind blew fiercely, many plants and trees were broken, and a huge shadow was cast on the ground.

In the sky, there is a large eagle that covers the sky and the sun, its body feathers are inky black, but the wings are purple, and the size of the body is jaw-dropping, like a dark cloud rushing through, blocking the sun and obscuring the sky.

"Purple Wing Condor!" Xiao Xuan was deeply shocked.

The Purple Wing Condor is an extremely fierce and violent brute beast with a strong sense of domain, and when he found that two humans had invaded his territory, he couldn't help but be furious, and the terrifying coercion made the entire mountain range instantly silent, and all the beast roars disappeared.

The Purple Wing Condor glanced at Xiao Xuan and Yan Lie with sharp eyes, obviously Xiao Xuan's strength made it not interested in the slightest, and what it was really afraid of was the old human monk, the strength of the two was actually evenly matched.

Although there was some fear, but a beast is a beast, and the violent and bloodthirsty impulse overcame reason, and finally a clear sound rushed straight down to Yan Lie.

"Brute, don't think that the old man is afraid of you. Yan Lie sacrificed all twenty spirit swords, ten to protect the vital points of the whole body, and the other ten slashed towards the Purple Wing Condor.

Xiao Xuan was overjoyed when he saw this, the two fought each other, there must be a hard fight, it was a great opportunity for him to escape, he did not hesitate, and fled directly with the sword.

"Stinky boy, Hugh is going to run away!"

As if he hadn't heard it, Xiao Xuan used all the spiritual power in his body to pour into the flying sword, and disappeared from the sight of one person and one sculpture in just a moment.

Yan Lie let out a long howl unwillingly, but the ability of the Purple Wing Condor was not small, and he couldn't help but go all out, and the two entered a white-hot level as soon as they first fought, and the earth-shattering sound continued to come out of this forest.

The wind was in Xiao Xuan's ears, and the flying sword carried him like a meteor across the sky.

"Run, run, run!" After all, it was Edgeworth's flight that was not as careful as running and moving in the deep forest for a few days ahead, and it only took half an hour to reach the edge of the mountain.

In the depths, a person and a carving are still fighting hard, the Purple Wing Condor is surrounded by the spirit sword, injured in many places, blood continues to flow out of the wound, and the momentum is getting weaker and weaker.

Yan Lie's heart was ruthless, he couldn't continue to stalemate like this, even if he killed this beast at that time, the bloody qi would inevitably attract more ferocious brute beasts around him, and as soon as he turned around, a golden ring the size of a thumb slowly erupted from his mouth. Then the wind rose, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into the size of a head, and there was a low humming sound, dazzling and psychic!

Judging from the way this ring appeared, the radiant light and the huge spiritual power it contained, it was certain that this was definitely a genuine high-grade spiritual weapon, and it was the ultimate existence among them.

It didn't take long for a loud bang to come from the mountain range, followed by several low roars, the roars were filled with anger, but then a series of rumbling thunders rang out, making the low roars weaken again after a few moments. Then all kinds of loud noises and popping sounds continued to be heard, and finally the roar was completely drowned in it, and it was never heard again.

After a tea time, Yan Lie walked out of the deep forest, obviously, the final winner was none other than him, but this old ghost had a gloomy face, and obviously paid a lot of price.

Yan Lie glanced at it, still languishing his mount, he was very annoyed in his heart, and snorted coldly, "Waste!"

Then, with a thought, the spirit sword slashed down on the mount, and a huge head rolled to the side.

Yan Lie didn't take another look at the mount that had followed him for more than ten years, but sensed Xiao Xuan's general location again and rushed to the sky.

Xiao Xuan was worried in his heart, and did not go to the center of the mountain range, if he took any more risks, I am afraid that next time he would not be caught by Yan Lie, a brute beast that ran out casually could slap him to death.

"The small is hidden in the forest, and the big is hidden in the city, since the wild mountains can't go, they sneak into the crowd. ”

Xiao Xuan thought of this, he didn't look back, and returned along the same road, taking advantage of Yan Lie's reaction, he wanted to escape from this primeval mountain forest and hide in the vast sea of people.

When Xiao Xuan fled to the edge of the mountain range, he walked towards a small town without hesitation, and when he thought of the bloodless and lifeless face of the old ghost Yan Lie, Xiao Xuan's heart felt a little chilly.

At the moment when the night had just shrouded, Xiao Xuan unknowingly landed in a small town, and before he could catch his breath, he saw a lingering figure hovering over the town in the mountains outside the town.

Sure enough, being old and not dying is a thief, and the means are far from being comparable to him, it took him half an hour to fly so far, and this old ghost can still chase after solving the Purple Wing Condor, which really makes Xiao Xuan quite a headache.

But there is an iron law in the cultivation world, that is, cultivators are not allowed to attack mortals, otherwise the monks of the world must fight together, and it is not a simple matter to find out Xiao Xuan, who has hidden his spiritual power, in the vast sea of people.

So he simply relaxed and prepared to rest for the night.

Xiao Xuan found an inn, took a few pills, and breathed down, I have to say that the pursuit and killing in the past few days has allowed him to consolidate and improve his cultivation between life and death, and now he has to seize this precious time to recover his spiritual power and improve his cultivation.