My Scientific Cultivation in A Mortal's Journey
Chapter 1772

Fallen

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Since she was acting as his protector, Mu Yan Hong naturally could not leave Luo Hong's side.

As for whether those Eastern Wasteland Cultivators being pursued believed it or not, that was not important. They had already been driven into a desperate situation and had no other choice.

Having suddenly received a voice transmission, the fleeing group was naturally alarmed, wondering whether it might be a trap.

But their luck was truly terrible. Since separating from Meng Tianxing, they had run into three groups of Blood Demons in succession, and now a fourth group had appeared.

Meanwhile, the Western Wasteland pursuers had not stopped to deal with Meng Tianxing. They merely split off a small force and continued their pursuit without pause.

"We can't worry about that now. Fly over there at once!"

The group attacked together. Although they wiped out the Blood Demon horde in an instant, they were inevitably delayed for a moment.

Seeing the pursuers behind them drawing close, they immediately changed direction, unable to spare any thought for their concerns.

Noticing their movements, the Western Wasteland Cultivators in pursuit could not help but grow suspicious.

One of them immediately frowned and said:

"Something is wrong. There are no Eastern Wasteland strongholds in that direction, and even if there is a hidden Teleportation Array, we are pursuing them so closely that they would have no time to activate it."

"Hehe, they are probably treating a dead horse as if it were alive?"

The Other laughed disdainfully.

"We cannot be careless. Fellow Daoist Yuan, please use the Azure Nether Mirror to take a look."

After hesitating for a moment, the Tiger-eyed Man at the head of the group spoke to the Black-robed Old Man beside him.

"No problem."

The Black-robed Old Man immediately agreed, then flipped his palm

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