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Jizhen Daoist, Fuzhen and others all looked pale and looked at each other. Someone shouted and everyone ran away.

In the world of cultivation, cultivators of the same level may fight each other, but few people dare to cross the border to challenge. The opponent is a transformed demon cultivator, equivalent to a human Jindan cultivator, and there are two of them. Therefore, even though Fuzhen, Jizhen and others are the best of the same level in the sect, they don’t have the courage to compete.

After swallowing the elixir, Shi Feng’s muscle soreness disappeared. Seeing that everyone was fleeing in all directions, he naturally took out the Yuyi flying boat at the first time, poured all his mana into it, and flew away in a white shadow.

The foundation-building cultivators fled in all directions. Everyone knew that if they fled together, they would never be able to fight against the two transformed demon cultivators.

And if they fled in all directions, there were only two of them, and they could only chase them in two directions. In this way, the chance of escape was greatly increased. As for those who were caught up, they could only blame their bad luck.

Shi Feng's flying boat was extremely fast. It was already ten feet away after taking off and landing. In a hurry, he did not forget to glance back with his spiritual sense, but was surprised to find that the two transformed demon cultivators stood there with their hands folded, without moving, and did not seem to intend to chase and kill the human cultivators.

Shi Feng had no time to guess what they were thinking at this time. He was just like everyone else, wishing that he could grow wings on his back and fly thousands of miles in an instant to escape the sight of these two evil stars.

However, even in such a hurry to escape, Shi Feng still made a brief calculation in his mind. The two transformed demon cultivators came from the west with a long roar. The west must be their territory and they could not go there. The south was the direction of entering the mountains, which was the territory of the human race. They should go south, but they had already penetrated thousands of miles into the mountains. It was impossible for them to fly back in a short time.

Shi Feng recalled the map and his heart moved. He was originally flying east, but suddenly the flying boat under his feet turned slightly and flew north.

Going north means continuing to go deep into Fengming Mountain. Qianling Mountain is only open to the outside of a thousand miles, while the entire Fengming Mountain Range stretches from north to south for thousands of miles. The deeper you go, the more powerful monsters there are. Therefore, although the cultivators fled in all directions, only three or two of them went north. They were probably in a panic and could not see the direction clearly.

Shi Feng used all his magic power. The Yuyi flying boat under his feet was a spiritual tool he had made himself, and it was of high quality. I saw a faint white shadow, leaping like a flash of lightning, and it had surpassed the two cultivators in front of it and flew more than ten miles in a moment.

Shi Feng was born with two spiritual consciousnesses. While he was controlling the flying boat to fly north, his spiritual consciousness scanned the movements of the two demon cultivators.

Just when Shi Feng had flown fifteen or sixteen miles, the demon cultivator suddenly disappeared, teleporting! This was a magical power that only Jindan cultivators had. Shi Feng's heart tightened, but he exhaled in the next breath. The demon cultivator was not chasing in his direction, but in the southwest.

Shi Feng felt a little strange. The cultivator in the southwest should be Fu Zhen. He was one of the most powerful among the people, and he also had a flying pet, so he escaped the fastest and farthest.

Why did this demon cultivator go far away instead of near?

But what made Shi Feng even more strange was still to come. The demon cultivator didn't know what kind of body skills he used. The whole person was like lightning and thunder. A shadow swept through the air. After more than ten breaths, he was only three or five miles away from Fu Zhen.

The next moment, Fu Zhen's breath suddenly disappeared.

Shi Feng's face turned pale. He recalled that the two demon cultivators had just come with a long roar and arrived at Tuofeng Mountain in an instant. Obviously, the two demon cultivators didn't know whether they had a strange escape method or used magic weapons. Anyway, their speed was extremely fast, and Fu Zhen, Shi Feng and other foundation-building cultivators could not match them.

As for how the demon cultivator fought with Fu Zhen, because they were too far apart and happened too fast, Shi Feng didn't see it clearly. He only vaguely realized that the demon cultivator sacrificed a magic weapon. Fu Zhen defended with all his strength, but was still defeated by one blow.

The demon cultivator dealt with Fu Zhen. After a brief observation, his figure flashed and flew to the south, chasing the direction where the leader Qian and his group were going.

After the demon cultivator started, the woman also chased him out. She chased the direction where the Taoist Jizhen fled. Shi Feng had already understood at this time that the other party was going far away first and then close, and wanted to catch them all in one fell swoop, and did not want to let anyone go.

Shi Feng felt heavy in his heart, secretly holding something, and urging the flying boat with all his strength.

What he held in his hand was the black tortoise bone. At this moment, facing the transformed demon cultivator, perhaps only the demon dragon in the black tortoise bone could save his life.

However, Shi Feng did not recite the spell to summon the horned demon dragon. He hesitated in his heart. It was not known whether what the horned demon dragon said before was true or false. Even if it was true, the demon dragon said that to summon him out, he must sacrifice the essence and blood of thirty demon beasts, otherwise he would not only not help, but also turn against him.

Taking another step back, the Horned Demon Dragon listened to his words for the sake of the token of the Elder of the Ten Thousand Spirit Sect, but he only summoned 30% to 40% of the Demon Dragon's divine consciousness. Could he defeat the two transformed demon cultivators on the opposite side?

Shi Feng thought quickly in his mind. Suddenly, the mountains under his feet were empty, revealing an endless expanse of water. It was a very large inner lake. The lake water was as green as emerald, and there were no waves.

Shi Feng purchased a very detailed map of Qianling Mountain before entering the mountain. He knew that the scenery in front of him looked beautiful, but it was actually the Bone-Hua Tan, one of the forbidden areas of Qianling Mountain.

Although the name of the Bone-Hua Tan is a pond, it is actually a lake with a radius of 100 miles. This lake is located in the mountains. To the west is the Hengduan Mountain. The mountains are full of Nalanda Demon Flowers. This kind of magic flower blooms all year round. The pollen is poisonous and can also be used as medicine. Some alchemy sects have been purchasing this thing for many years.

The Bone-Hua Tan is next to the Hengduan Mountain. When the mountain wind blows, a large amount of Nalanda Demon Flower pollen flies in and merges with the lake water, turning into poisonous water.

Of course, the lake is vast, and no changes can be seen in one or two years, but it is unknown how long the Bone-Erosion Pond has existed. After billions of years of accumulation, the whole pond has become a poisonous water lake. The green lake water is caused by the dissolution of a large number of Nalanda Demon Flowers. Any flesh and blood body that falls into the lake will immediately disappear, and even bones will not be left. The name of the Bone-Erosion Pond comes from this.

Shi Feng glanced at the calm lake surface under his feet, his face was ashen. The lake surface is a hundred miles wide, and it is impossible to fly over in a hurry. However, will the demon cultivator give himself enough time?

Shi Feng was thinking about this, and suddenly his heart sank, his face turned pale, and a yellow light flashed in the distance like a ghost, running in the north direction. It turned out that Shi Feng urged the flying boat hard, and unknowingly he was the one who ran the farthest.

Whoever runs the farthest will be chased first, which is exactly the principle of the demon cultivator.

There were three cultivators running to the north. Shi Feng had already passed the other two. The last one was a fat cultivator who was also in the initial stage of foundation building. He turned around and saw the transformed demon cultivator chasing him. He was so frightened that his soul flew away. He hurriedly turned around and flew to the right.

It turned out that although he was fat, he was also careful. He found that the demon cultivator was chasing Shi Feng, who had escaped the farthest, and hurriedly moved aside.

But although his idea was brilliant, his skills were not as good as others. In a hurry, he only dodged a dozen feet. The demon cultivator was as fast as lightning. In two breaths, he had already caught up with the fat cultivator. He did not stop and continued to chase Shi Feng.

The fat cultivator just breathed a sigh of relief, and saw the demon cultivator grinning. He raised his hand and a fist-sized stone suddenly flew out and hit the fat cultivator with lightning speed.

The fat monk screamed, but he didn't have time to cast any spells. He died on the spot, and his body fell upside down into the lake below. There was only a splash of water, and the body disappeared without a trace.

The second place was a middle-aged woman, whose cultivation was at the peak of the early stage of foundation building. She was pale at this moment. Seeing that the demon cultivator killed the fat man with one move, and then jumped to chase him, she suddenly gritted her teeth, pressed the flying magic weapon under her feet in mid-air, and rushed directly to the water surface like an arrow from a string.

The demon cultivator was slightly stunned. The Bone-Erosion Pond was also famous throughout Fengming Mountain. Not to mention that she was a foundation cultivator, even a Yuanying cultivator would never dare to go deep into it.

Of course, although he was surprised, the demon cultivator still followed closely and chased after him.

Seeing that the demon cultivator was about to catch up with her in a few breaths, the middle-aged woman bit her tongue with her teeth, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the sleeve of her right hand. A purple jacket inside suddenly expanded and wrapped her whole body. When the demon cultivator was about to catch up with her, the middle-aged woman had already rushed into the water.

The demon cultivator stood on the water, motionless, holding his fist and sneering. After about three or five breaths, the water surface suddenly trembled slightly, and a purple shirt floated up. The demon cultivator pointed his hand, and the purple shirt flew out of the water.

The demon cultivator blew out a breath of true energy, and the wet purple shirt immediately became dry and new. The demon cultivator flicked it with his fingers, nodded with satisfaction, and put the treasure into his storage bag. At this time, he calmly raised his head and looked at Shi Feng, who was more than five miles away.

Shi Feng had already put away the flying boat, stepped on the flying sword, and fell diagonally from mid-air, as if he also wanted to jump into the lake.

The demon cultivator sneered secretly: These human beings, knowing that they can't run away, rely on some precious clothes and armor to hide in this bone-melting pond and escape. It's just that the young generation is ignorant. With the poison of this pond water, even if you have cultivated to a bronze skin and iron bones, you will still not be able to return!

He was chasing the middle-aged woman, only a few dozen feet above the lake. Seeing Shi Feng also flying towards the water surface, he immediately stuck to the water surface and rushed straight towards Shi Feng.

Shi Feng was sweating profusely at this time. He stepped on the flying sword and held something in his right hand. It was the black tortoise bone that he had obtained not long ago. The three formulas of the weapon box, one is to summon the horned dragon, one is to enter the weapon box, and one is to escape from the weapon box. Shi Feng has read these three formulas. At this moment, he held the weapon box in his hand and recited the formula for entering the weapon box.

However, he had just recited it once, but it was of no use at all, and sweat broke out like a pulp. At this time, he was only a few dozen feet away from the lake, and the demon cultivator behind him was only three or five miles away. With his speed, if he used teleportation, he could arrive within a few breaths.

Whether the demon cultivator arrived or fell into the bone-melting pond, it was a dead end!

The demon cultivator did not use teleportation. Although Jindan cultivators have the talent for teleportation, it consumes a lot of energy. There was only a human in the early stage of foundation building in front of him. If he let him run, where could he run to?

Shi Feng trembled all over, and the fear of death enveloped him deeply. Suddenly, in the flash of lightning, he remembered what the Horned Demon Dragon said before, "Three chapters of the Spiritual Art, the second one is to enter the space. You must hold the command talisman and recite the spell before you can enter. However, this black tortoise bone is mainly controlled by the spirit consciousness. If your spirit consciousness is not enough, you can't get in even if you recite the spell."

Entering the black tortoise bone mainly depends on the spirit consciousness!

Shi Feng originally used half of his spirit consciousness to condense the token, and the other half of his spirit consciousness to monitor the movements of the demon cultivator, but he still couldn't get in after reciting the Spiritual Art three times.

What to do? What to do?

Let's fight! Shi Feng suddenly closed his eyes and no longer cared about the demon cultivator. He superimposed his two consciousnesses and focused all his energy on the token in his hand. He said nothing and recited the difficult spiritual art in his heart.

The demon cultivator's figure kept flashing, and each time he jumped, he got closer to Shi Feng. After more than ten breaths, he was only a few dozen feet away from Shi Feng, but he saw Shi Feng's eyes closed, and the flying sword took him past his eyes, and with a bang, he fell directly into the lake.