Above the Immortal Cultivation

"I control my own life!"

Wang Lu roared angrily.

Even if you are struggling to the death, you must fight to the death.

There must be room for redemption.

Regardless of whether this place is dangerous or not, immediately release the "Fixless Order Mountain Formation" on the spot and recover some of the injuries first, then there will be a chance of escaping from death.

Putting aside all distracting thoughts, he swallowed a bottle of five extremely precious "Green Dragon Resurrection Pills" without hesitation.

When it comes to life and death, you can't control that much.

Almost in the blink of an eye, streams of white smoke came out.

Half an hour later, his body recovered to about 30%. He immediately drank a large mouthful of Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk, and his strength and mana suddenly returned to 70%.

Wang Lu immediately jumped up and looked towards the sky, which looked like a sharp sword hanging from his head.

There was a cold and cold aura in his body that was as tiny as a tarsal maggot. He suppressed it to the limit and could not get rid of it.

It was this aura that locked him in.

It doesn't matter if I'm locked up, if you can sense me, I can do the same.

The unknown strong man was chasing after him at a speed far exceeding his speed.

Lan Zhou was no longer able to use it. Twenty-eight consecutive intermediate-level blood escape talismans that were close to teleportation brought him 80,000 miles away within a few breaths. He looked towards the extreme south, which was still far away from the seaport of Chuhai Sect. There are about 240,000 miles.

He wanted to use the time difference and distance difference of 80,000 miles to have a life-or-death speed contest with his opponent.

If you still catch up, then I, Wang Lu, will have no choice but to accept my fate.

However, if he is allowed to rush to the mouth of the sea, then the sea will be wide enough for fish to leap, and the sky will be high enough for birds to fly.

In a flash of thought, Wang Lu planned his final escape route.

Whether you live or die, you have to rely on yourself.

With a little consciousness, Zi Jiu completely fell into a coma due to severe injuries. Fortunately, there was still a faint breath of life left.

It was Zijiu who gave him a glimmer of hope that he would die, and he buried this deep guilt, pain and hatred in his heart.

Time is urgent and every second counts.

"call!"

As if he was going crazy, Wang Lu deployed the "Zong Yuan Jian Jian" movement technique with all his strength, running wildly at a violent speed of 560 feet per breath.

His shadow is like bubbles one after another, standing straight across grasslands, mountains, swamps, lakes, rivers, streams, plains, hills, plateaus... all kinds of different landforms, breaking and regenerating, and starting over and over again.

This scene made the monks with different cultivation levels who were passing by, passing by, close up, and watching from a distance stunned with disbelief on their faces.

I thought it was some level seven demon bird flying desperately.

Some of the strong ones among them wanted to catch up and find out what was going on, but they couldn't withstand Wang Lu's life-threatening escape, leaving them far behind.

Many monks, including some masters of the Nascent Soul stage, Mo Bucong, believe that only geniuses with wind spirit roots who have mastered the "high-level heaven-level" wind technique or magical power can run that fast. It is simply beyond belief. their imagination.

The scene of Wang Lu's extraordinary escape was quickly described by people from one to another as:

A certain prodigy of the wind lineage, in order to practice a certain ultimate body technique and manifest it with his body, just like Kuafu chasing the sun, he practiced day and night without sleep or food.

It can be said that he is diligent and extremely diligent.

Wang Lu didn't even know that his escape journey would be described in this way by someone who wanted to do something bad. Even if he knew, he wouldn't care about it.

There was only one thought in his mind that made his body feel colder and colder. The other party was getting closer and closer to him.

The string in his heart was getting tighter and tighter. At this moment, he wished he could grow a pair of wings and run away!

About two hours later, a red light flashed past the place where Wang Lu had meditated and recovered, like a shooting star chasing the moon.

On the red light, a steady voice sounded: "Chen Yong stayed here for a short period of time, and his speed was not slow at all. If we continue to chase him at this rate, it is very likely that he will escape to the Chuhai Sect. By then, the vast expanse of the Linglong Sea will , where shall we look?”

"Hmph, even if he runs to the ends of the earth, as long as he is no more than 10 million miles away, I can find him. The secrets of our clan cannot be erased so easily. It requires a peerless powerhouse in the God Transformation Stage. "

A cold, spine-chilling voice came out.

"For more than a hundred years, we have searched almost all of Northern Xinjiang, and even used all the power available in this region. At a great cost, we finally found this man. We had already captured him, but what happened to him? How did he manage to break away from your "Soul Blade" magical power almost instantly? Not only did he break free, he was caught off guard, and he escaped eighty thousand miles away. It's unimaginable."

"Yes, I never expected that such an accident would happen. It's amazing, nothing more than that."

"It's just that, Brother Dao, have you ever thought that after the Chenxue Sect was destroyed, it is very possible that Chen Yong is the person who drew the "Shadow Talisman" and became famous as the king of the Dream Sect in the Four Seas? Otherwise, there will be no injustice or enmity. , It will never be like this, and then we have caught his only loophole. "

"In the past year, we were able to dig him out long ago. However, Yin Qi, an old immortal, suddenly descended to Northern Xinjiang again before we were allowed to use the rat weapon. Otherwise, with the strength of your clan and our clan, he would have become a nail in the coffin. Meat on the board.”

"Fellow Taoist's analysis is accurate. This is his only flaw. Otherwise, where would he have come from so many extremely precious blood escape talismans that he destroyed with just one wave of his hand."

"Damn it, although his speed is incredibly fast, he can't be faster than our small Wanli flying boat. If your magic power is effective, it's only a matter of time before this kid dies. Let him struggle a little longer. What I like most is the look of others struggling to death and helpless."

"It's not a sure win now. Only if we catch this kid can we win for sure. Everything else is just empty talk. Hey, just in case, an hour ago, I sent out the Wanli Communication Talisman and ordered the Chuhai Sect to intercept it and trap it at the seaport. Doesn't he like the seaport? Let's catch him in a jar and make it impossible for him to escape."

The cold voice continued: "There is no way to deal with the Four Beast Sect. If a small Chuhai Sect protects this kid, there is no need for it to exist."

"If they dare to do that, I will destroy it in an instant!"