Jiang Lan looked at the young man, at the aftermath of his surroundings, and at the people chasing after him.

Celestials.

An incompatible enemy.

But Jiang Lan didn't care about these, but started to analyze.

"The Juexian is farther away, and the aftermath of the Celestial Immortal is more.

There wasn't a single angel chasing after him, and he was limited by the aftermath, so as long as the boy could run, there was nothing to worry about.

If you haven't stopped, you won't reach a desperate situation.

in this way...

It means that the innkeeper is most likely watching.

Not sure though.

But if you want the boy to escape, you can't give Juexian time to react.

Otherwise, the boy will fall into an absolute crisis, and with my current strength, there is absolutely no possibility of keeping him. "

Without hesitation, Jiang Lan stretched out her hand and began to exert influence.

He can't think for long.

One is that the teenager can't last long.

The second is that he is likely to be discovered, and Shan Hai Jing needs to be put away before being discovered.

Quick fix.

...

...

The young man strode hard, and the people behind him were about to catch up.

"His speed has completely slowed down, he went up and killed it directly, and brought it back to the Tianyu Phoenix Clan.

In order to avoid long nights and dreams. "

The Celestials began to approach the young man, as if it would not take long before they could completely come to the young man.

Then it will be an absolute crisis.

"It's useless?" The boy felt tired, and his steps were too heavy:

"Stupid dragon, you really are teasing me."

The young man felt that he had a chance, so he must find the Eighth Prince to settle the score.

Too bad he can't run now.

Only when he thinks so.

Suddenly, it seemed that an invisible big hand was on his shoulder, and then a force began to pour into his body.

For a moment, he felt that his body was much lighter.

this is?

what happened?

When he was in doubt, a voice came into his mind.

"Run, run with all your might.

The faster you run, the more I can help you. "

The voice was indistinguishable, but the boy was stunned.

He knew the source of his strength.

The eighth prince didn't lie to him, Wushuang Fist God could really help him.

He didn't know what price he had to pay, but the boy didn't hesitate at all.

A new hope ignited in his heart.

The faster you run, the safer you are.

But now his body is too burdened, and he needs to pay a lot of pain to start.

At this moment, the boy gritted his teeth tightly, the blood in his body began to flow rapidly,

There are even signs of boiling.

let's run.

The young man shouted in his heart.

At the same time, he let out a roar.

"what!"

Blood boiled to his feet, and he lifted his feet at this moment, full of strength.

Whoosh!

The moment he stepped on the ground, he disappeared directly in place.

Like a ray of light, quickly crossing the battlefield.

The Celestials who were about to catch up were stunned, and they couldn't understand.

Why can a human youth who is clearly no longer able to explode with such terrifying power?

And this speed is a ray of light.

It's impossible to catch.

They knew that they could no longer keep up, and they could only hope that some of their own race could catch up and stop him.

There are indeed celestial-human races at the level of celestial beings who are intercepting them halfway.

Only those few can escape.

Still just got out.

At this moment, the young man ran forward with all his strength, his body was making noises, and his blood was boiling.

The body seems to be on fire.

But he could feel that he was running very fast.

Soon, soon.

Give him some more time, and he can go back to Wutong Mountain.

only...

puff!

Spit out a mouthful of blood.

He has already surpassed the limit in running, and his body is under tremendous pressure.

The pressure could break him physically.

The pain came.

The pain was unbearable for him.

But he didn't stop, he gritted his teeth and speeded up, even if his bones were broken, as long as he could still run.

He just won't stop.

"ah~"

Another roar sounded, and the speed of the boy accelerated a little.

His facial features overflowed with blood.

Blood dripped down on Hongya's face.

Hongya's eyes seemed to move, but she couldn't open them.

The blood of the facial features is equal to the boy's last effort, he is like a ray of light, crossing the battlefield.

It caught people off guard, the speed was too fast.

No time to react at all.

And the angel who happened to be in front of him finally came to the front of the boy.

A powerful force seemed to stop the boy.

"Don't stop, keep running."

Jiang Lan's voice sounded in the boy's mind, but Jiang Lan was surprised to find that the boy didn't listen at all.

He seemed to lose consciousness.

Such a strong willpower.

Only at this moment did Jiang Lan realize that the young man was somewhat surprising.

At the same time, a phantom began to appear around the boy, like a running cow.

A cow that can crush mountains and rivers and smash through space.

Facing the angel, the young man rushed over without the slightest pause or hesitation.

Only Jiang Lan knew that the boy was already acting on instinct.

Moo!

The sound of a cow bleating appeared, and the boy bumped into a celestial being of the celestial race.

boom!

A powerful impact sounded, and the Celestials who intercepted the young man were directly sent flying.

No one can stop him.

At that moment the light pierced the darkness and returned to the light.

Holding Hongya in his arms, the boy crossed the battlefield and came to the safe zone of Mount Wutong.

Everyone looked at him in shock.

boom!

The moment he came back, the boy fell down directly.

But the impact of running was still there, the moment he fell, he rolled out, and Hongya also rolled to the side.

Unlike Hongya, the boy rolled to the feet of an old man.

The old man looked at the boy, squatted down, patted the boy's head and said comfortingly:

"good very good.

It's not in vain that Grandpa accompanied you over several times. "

Then he looked at Hong Ya who was on the side:

"It seems that this little girl is still useful."

The innkeeper patted the boy twice, and the boy's injuries began to recover.

At this point he looked up to the sky.

A man appeared in the sky, a young man.

The young man looked at the sky, as if a heavenly man had come to this world, and the whole battlefield would look at him.

But on that person's face, all he saw was calm and only mountains.

It seems that facing this person, subconsciously feel that the other person is superior.

The innkeeper didn't feel this way. What he cared about was the direction the other party was looking at.

Yes, he was looking at Jiang Lan.

The moment he was seen by the other party, Jiang Lan felt a strong sense of oppression and a sense of crisis.

Looking at the other party, he felt that the other party had a feeling that everything was a humble dog.

It was as if no one was more important than anyone else in his eyes.

But in an instant, Jiang Lan understood.

The celestial and human race that the celestial beings forget about love.

The entire battlefield seemed to be opening the way for him, and the invisible coercion covered everyone's hearts.

The same strong person is by no means his opponent.

"Leave a name."

A calm voice sounded from the mouth of the Celestial Human Race.

It seems that if Jiang Lan doesn't leave a name, it won't be so easy to leave.

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