Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Yin Than Me, the Extreme Yin!

Seeing Xingcha Shenzhou suddenly push down the bow and escape into the sea, Song Wen hurriedly stopped him.

"Zhuyin, what do you want to do! The sea is the territory of the demon clan. Are you seeking your own death by rushing into the sea rashly?"

Zhuyin glanced back at Song Wen and saw that his face was stern, as if he would take action if he disagreed.

"Okay, it's up to you."

Zhuyin had no choice but to cast a spell to lift the bow of the boat and fly above the water.

Not long after the two of them finished speaking, violent spiritual energy fluctuations suddenly came from the deep sea two to three hundred miles ahead.

Immediately afterwards, a huge wave suddenly rose, and there were waves.

"puff!"

A spaceship breaks through the water.

It was the spaceship piloted by Taoist Aunt Lan Yin.

As soon as the spaceship left the sea, another figure emerged from the sea, it was Xuan Jiao.

Between the two, offense and defense change positions.

However, there was no sign of Yunxu.

Seeing this, Zhuyin hurriedly turned the spaceship and flew towards Sixiang City.

Although she didn't know what happened at the bottom of the sea, Taoist Aunt Lan Yin suddenly fled in a panic and Yunxu was nowhere to be found. It was obvious that they were in danger at the bottom of the sea.

Although the speed of Xingcha Shenzhou is not as fast as that of Taoist Priest Lan Yin, fortunately, it is only a few hundred miles away from Sixiang City.

Zhuyin and Song Wen entered Sixiang City one step ahead of Aunt Lan Yin.

As soon as Taoist Aunt Lan Yin's spaceship entered the city, she pinched out a few magic formulas, which landed on the huge stone sword in the center of Sixiang City.

The stone sword suddenly erupted with shocking light, illuminating the entire Four Symbols City.

A huge formation barrier suddenly rose, covering the entire Sixiang City.

This stone sword, which was rumored to contain peerless sword skills, turned out to be the control hub of the Sixiang City's defense formation.

The huge figure of Xuan Jiao appeared outside the formation.

Its pair of vertical pupils revealed a hint of ridicule and contempt.

"Lan Yin, you were alert enough and didn't fall into the formation. But, Yunxu is trapped, why don't you go to rescue him? Are you just watching him die?"

Lan Yin stared at Xuan Jiao angrily and said coldly.

"Xuanjiao, don't be complacent. I have sent people to inform the Wuji Sect and the Cui family that you and Xing Wenyao cannot escape from the Central Territory."

"This place is millions of miles away from the Wuji Sect and the Cui family. By the time the Wuji Sect and the Cui family arrived, we had already evacuated. Hahaha..."

Xuan Jiao's huge body was wandering high in the sky, looking at the humans huddled in the formation, its eyes were filled with pride.

In the past, it was the human race who showed off their power in front of the demon clan, but now, the situation has changed, and it is finally the demon clan's turn to be proud and proud.

"Fellow Daoist Lan Yin, what's going on? What happened under the sea? Where is Daoist Yunxu?" Zhuyin asked several questions in succession.

Aunt Lan Yin looked at the arrogant Xuan Jiao high in the sky and gritted her teeth.

"Xuan Jiao was hurt by me on purpose to lure us out. Xing Wenyao, a scum of the human race, set up the "Eight-Door Golden Lock Formation" in the deep sea, and Senior Brother Yunxu was trapped in the formation. Moreover, Xing Wenyao also has a fourth-level humanoid puppet, which is comparable to a late-stage Nascent Soul monk, and its body is indestructible."

Zhuyin said with a worried expression, "Isn't Fellow Taoist Yunxu in danger?"

Taoist Aunt Lan Yin raised the corners of her mouth slightly, then shook her head and did not answer.

She sat cross-legged on the spot and began to meditate and regulate her breath.

He didn't seem to be worried about Yun Xu's safety.

Seeing this, Zhuyin stopped asking any more questions, knowing that Yunxu must have some way to save his life.

Song Wen on the side remembered that Xing Wenyao used the "Eight-Door Golden Lock Formation" and the fourth-level puppet to deal with Jing Wuming.

The mysterious dragon swam in the high air for a while. Perhaps it felt a little boring, so it swung its tail and turned around to leave.

An hour later.

Taoist Aunt Lan Yin was still meditating and adjusting her breath. She didn't seem to worry at all that the demon clan would take advantage of the situation and attack the two extreme islands of Liangyi Sect.

Song Wen and Zhuyin couldn't wait any longer.

Song Wen stood up, walked to Taoist Aunt Lan Yin, cupped his hands and said.

"Senior Lan Yin, Zhuyin and I have important matters. We cannot stay in Sixiang City for a long time. Is it possible to open a hole in the city defense formation so that Zhuyin and I can leave first?"

Aunt Lan Yin opened her eyes and looked at Song Wen doubtfully.

"Fellow Taoist, do you want to leave now? You have to think clearly. The situation outside is unknown. Maybe Xuan Jiao and Xing Wenyao are hiding somewhere outside the formation. It's unknown."

Song Wendao said, "Thank you, senior, for reminding me. I know how powerful it is."

Lan Yin turned around and glanced at Zhuyin. Seeing that Zhuyin seemed to follow Song Wen's lead, he stopped trying to persuade him.

"Since you two insist on leaving, I can't persuade you to stay. This time, you two are kind to our Liangyi Sect. If you are in danger in the future, you can come to Liangyi Sect to seek refuge."

"Thank you, Senior Lan Yin (fellow Taoist)." Song Wen and Zhuyin said with cupped hands.

Song Wen didn't take Taoist Lan Yin's promise too seriously.

But Zhuyin was different, she seemed quite excited.

Aunt Lan Yin said, "You two should leave from the west. The possibility of encountering monsters is smaller."

The west side of Sixiang City is towards Ji Island, which has not been attacked by monsters. Therefore, Aunt Lan Yin concluded that the west side was safer.

"Senior Lan Yin, let's leave from the southern land." Song Wen said.

Lan Yindao stared at Song Wen, "Are you sure?"

Song Wen nodded.

The reason why he insisted on walking from the south was because in the past hour, Shadow Gu had scouted the south for thousands of miles and found no trace of the demon clan.

Lan Yin said, "The two of you should wait at the southern edge of the formation barrier. After one stick of incense, the exit will open; the exit will only last for one breath, so you two should hurry up."

After Song Wen and Zhuyin thanked Aunt Lan Yin and said goodbye, they flew to the south.

After a while, the two came to the foot of the towering formation barrier.

Suddenly, a man-sized hole opened in the barrier. The two of them did not dare to delay and quickly moved out of the formation.

"Concentrate your breath and follow me." Song Wen said to Zhuyin.

Song Wen led the way, and the two of them shuttled between dense forests and mountains.

Soon, the two of them escaped for more than five hundred miles, then soared into the sky and escaped into the dark sky.

After reaching a hundred miles high in the sky, Song Wen continued to walk south, but his speed was not fast, about the same as that of the early stage Jindan monks.

Zhuyin followed behind without urging. The longer she stayed in contact with Song Wen, the more she felt that Song Wen acted calmly.

The journey went smoothly, and half an hour later, the two of them were thousands of miles away from Sixiang City.

Song Wen's tense nerves finally relaxed a bit, and he suddenly stopped moving forward.

"Why did you stop?" Zhuyin asked with a vigilant look.

She mistakenly thought that Song Wen sensed some hidden crisis.

"Wait a minute." Song Wen said.

"What are you waiting for?" Zhuyin continued to ask.

"You'll know soon. Don't worry, there won't be any danger." Song Wen said.

Not long after, six sesame-sized Gu insects flapped their wings and fell into Song Wen's hands.

The previous journey relied on these little things to find the way ahead, which was why Song Wen flew so slowly.

"You actually still raise Gu, and there are still six early stage third-level Gu insects." Zhuyin said in an amazed voice.

The longer she stayed in contact with Song Wen, the more she realized that Song Wen had many tricks up his sleeve.

Song Wen took the Gu worm into his body and continued, "Let's release the Xingcha Shenzhou."

Zhuyin followed his words and asked while calling out the Xingcha Shenzhou.

"Where do we go now?"

"Continue to go south, to the open sea." Song Wen replied.

Nowadays, the two tribes of humans and monsters are fighting endlessly in the inland sea area. In comparison, the outer sea seems more peaceful. If you go offshore to have a baby, the chances of being disturbed are relatively low.