A day later, Li Chuan finally arrived at the entrance of the inner city.

Faced with the entrance with a late Yuan Infant Spell Master in charge, and more than a dozen Yuan Infant and above the Yuan Infant and above the Elder Dan Stage guarding the entrance, Li Chuan did not dare to slack off in the slightest, but he was still unhurried in his actions. With a flip of his palm, he took out the jade plate of Weng's jaw, and reached out and handed it to one of them.

The man took it and swept it slightly, then nodded, signaling that he could be released.

Li Chuan hugged his fists and didn't say anything, after passing through the entrance, the blood flashed, and he hurried to the road again. At this time, he was far less relaxed than before to deal with those spirit insects, and although he was able to escape, fine beads of sweat began to ooze from his face because of his full resistance to the spirit insects.

"The old man is getting closer and closer, it's not a way to go on like this......" Li Chuan ran away, racking his brains and trying his best to think of countermeasures.

But along the way, he thought of a lot of methods, and personally verified several kinds, but in the end, none of them were feasible. Including using the Four Holy Beast Flags to cover their own aura didn't work, let alone other methods. If it weren't for the spell in his body, maybe he could also consider breaking the net of a fish to death, of course, with his current cultivation, it is estimated that even if he can't die anymore, the net of others will not be broken. But there is still a glimmer of hope, but now not only is there a strange spell in his body, but there is no way to leave, and even that glimmer of hope is gone.

As time passed, Li Chuan resisted more and more hard, and on several occasions he even had to stop running away for the time being, and used his soul power and the power of the four holy beasts to block it with all his might, and it took him a long time to suppress that hour, but the effect was getting smaller and smaller.

"Could it be that you are really going to be planted here this time?" Retracting his inner vision, Li Chuan sighed secretly. The four veins of gold, wood, water, fire and fire with the four holy beasts in charge are fine. At this moment, more than half of the earth veins have been invaded by those spirit insects, and they are rapidly devouring the true qi inside.

But at this time. Those spirit worms seemed to have suddenly received some order, and they stopped moving in an instant. At the same time, a trace of blood began to appear around his body.

Li Chuan sensed this situation for the first time and was shocked. It seemed that the Patriarch had gradually lost his patience, and since the distance between the two was close enough, he was planning to blow up the blood vector and release the Bloody True Gang, thus completing the final part of the spell.

Before Li Chuan's thought was finished, he felt a sharp pain in his meridians hit suddenly, as if he couldn't resist the violent impact and was about to break. The body stiffened. Almost fell straight out of the air. But it was caused by the other party's manipulation of those spirit insects to explode in one go.

And this was just the beginning, at the same time as those spirit insects disappeared, countless silky blood-shattering true gangs suddenly appeared, and in the blink of an eye, they were covered with most of the earth-based spirit veins, and then twisted along the meridians to the direction of the dantian and the heart veins respectively.

Li Chuan didn't care about anything else, and hurriedly fell to the ground, and then mobilized his soul power and true qi with all his strength to rush to the earth veins, quickly blocking all the bloody true gangs in one place, and using his soul power to constantly fight with it. Try not to give these bloodlines a chance to form a blood sigil that can be used to activate spells.

As soon as he suppressed it, he once again used the wind to fly away. Although at present, the blood filaments formed by these bloody true gangs are easier to deal with than those weird spirit insects before. But it was only a temporary situation, once he was chased to the appropriate position by that Weng Patriarch, the power of the spell formed by the Bloody Demon Gang was by no means comparable to the simple devouring of those spirit insects. For the Spellcaster, after all. No matter how strong and weird the magic power is, the essence of the spirit insect is mostly used to carry the blood of the bloody true gang, and the difference between the two can be imagined.

"As it is. I'm afraid that in two more hours, Weng Quan will chase closer, and then he will no longer be able to stop him from triggering this spell. Li Chuan thought as he walked. But he still couldn't think of any feasible way, and couldn't help but frown and muttered to himself.

But at this moment, a mountain in the distance suddenly caught his attention, and then swept to other places, and suddenly felt quite familiar. My heart moved: "Have you ever been here?" After a little search in his memory, he quickly remembered where this was, and couldn't help but be happy in his heart.

"I remember that when I went to the Yinshan Sect, I passed by here, so that forbidden land canyon is also nearby? It is a place that even the elders of the imperial family dare not go deep. It's okay, anyway, the left and right are dead, it's better to put it to death and live later. He didn't hesitate any longer, turned around, and fled with all his strength from memory. Even because of this, he weakened the suppression of the countless blood threads in the earth veins, and he couldn't care about it. Whether or not he could get to that place before Weng Quan could catch him up to the right spot had become his only chance at the moment, and he had to seize it at all costs

On the steep cliff, as soon as the blood was collected, a majestic middle-aged man descended. But it was Weng Quan, the patriarch of the Weng family. Looking at the huge canyon in front of him, his brows furrowed tightly, and after a while, he still didn't see Li Chuan have the intention of stopping, and his face suddenly became cloudy.

He wanted to use the blood escape to continue the pursuit, but after glancing at the canyon like an ancient beast again, he hesitated for a moment and stopped again.

Although he had never entered the forbidden place of the sorcerer clan, the strange rumors about it had been filled with his ears since he was a child, and even those elder-level figures in the imperial city did not dare to go deep into the place lightly, and he would not venture into danger as a sorcerer in the early stage of his out-of-body life.

"This person is actually able to withstand my secret spell attack, and it is extremely extraordinary to cultivate into a supernatural power, is it just for my dark cockroach? Or is there another purpose? No matter what, I can't let him go, otherwise how will my Weng Quan gain a foothold in the Ten Thousand Caves Mountain in the future?"

"Hmph! I think I can't help you if I run into the forbidden land? You have nothing to regret if you can die under Weng's secret curse. After Weng Quan muttered to himself, he suddenly stretched out his right index finger, shook it slightly, and a thick drop of blood suddenly appeared on his fingertips, and he put it on the wooden man's head a little, and then slowly slid to several other places full of runes. After a while, he painted all the dozens of important places on the wooden man, forming countless strange blood lines, ending at the position of the heart of the left chest. And there, too, is the place where the runes are most dense.

After doing this, he bit the tip of his tongue again, opened his mouth and squirted a mouthful of essence blood into the wooden man's body. Then he threw it into the air, and sacrificed a huge three-eyed flying ape skull blood weapon, and under a pinching spell, a large amount of blood and blood surged out quickly, and the wooden man was wrapped in it in an instant. (To be continued......)