"Damn it, this Old Devil has used that soul-seizing magic again." Li Yan thought in his mind, but he still knew a little about this kind of soul-stealing magic.
If the sneak attack fails to work for the first time, unless the Divine Sense of the two sides is very different, it will not be easy for the opponent to be prepared and it will work again.
King Hu Xiao and others were prepared and had already tried their best to protect themselves with spiritual power. This time, although it was painful, they were still holding on.
The four of them were hunched over one by one, with their hands covering their hearts, with fear in their eyes, and breathing heavily. Fortunately, Teng Wuji didn't know how Li Yan avoided his demonic sound attack, so he only made a sound to scare him this time.
Teng Wuji, who was behind him, was filled with surprise and uncertainty. The few people before had clearly lost their minds, but the kid who controlled the flying magic weapon could still control the flight as usual except for a change in his face.
"He must be carrying some kind of Dharma Treasure that can protect his soul." Teng Wuji thought in his heart. After all, Li Yan was so different from his cultivation that he would not think of other aspects.
The ensuing pursuit made Teng Wuji change from confusion to fear. The monk's flying Dharma Treasure in front was too sharp. Even after chasing half a stick of incense with his cultivation level, he was only about thirty miles closer.
If you want to catch up with the opponent in this way, you may have to fly thousands of miles. According to this direction, you will be getting closer and closer to the mountains on the west side of Fengliang Mountain.
Therefore, Teng Wuji Divine Sense saw his team of demon cultivators several times and wanted to direct the interception, but before he could send a message to command, the monks in front seemed to have discovered the team of demon cultivators in advance.
He also avoided the route of the Demon Cultivator Team early and took a detour. This made Teng Wuji want to speak several times, but he only ended up feeling depressed.
He then began to doubt the level of cultivation of the flying Dharma Treasure monks. The distance between those magic cultivator teams was beyond the reach of Foundation Establishment monks Divine Sense. How did the other party discover it in advance?
However, he Divine Sense looked at the Li Yan people carefully for a long time and was sure that no one here was hiding their true cultivation.
When a monk uses spiritual power, unless the person's realm is much higher than his own, there is no way he can hide from his own detection.
Therefore, Teng Wuji believed in his own judgment. As for the opponent might be Nascent Soul Cultivator, he couldn't see through the hidden cultivation. If that were the case, he might have been dead for a long time now.
"This team must be composed of the core disciples of the four major sects, especially the leader. He must have been gifted with many Dharma Treasure, so he has the courage to come to "Zhouyang Town" with such cultivation."
This was the final answer Teng Wuji got after weighing it for a long time. This answer made him feel hot in his heart.
The other party's flying Dharma Treasure is already a rare high-quality one. If it falls into his hands and is controlled by him, even if he encounters Nascent Soul Cultivator next time, he may be able to escape unexpectedly.
What's more, the opponent may have treasures in his hands that can protect his soul and enhance Divine Sense.
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At this point, Teng Wuji was secretly glad that this time he was the one chasing him alone, so he raised his eyebrows and the demonic energy in his body tightened fiercely within his body.
His tall and shriveled body made a series of whistles, which were like the biting north wind blowing through an empty pipe, sharp and harsh.
The next moment, Teng Wuji's figure pulled out a long afterimage in the air. A breath later, when his body reappeared, it was dozens of miles away. Then there was another whistle of the wind blowing the air pipe, and a long afterimage was stretched forward from the place again, like a ghostly evil shadow...
The emerald Cloud-piercing Willow draws a green dot in the sky, appearing, disappearing, disappearing, and reappearing from time to time.
On top of the Cloud-Piercing Willow, Bai Rou and the five others were meditating with their eyes closed. After Teng Wuji saw that Li Yan was unable to be controlled, he also gave up his continued interference with their minds, which gave them some time to recover.
Li Yan is standing in front, and Divine Sense is spreading out in all directions. While guarding the back, he must always plan the best route to take at the next moment and avoid all enemies he may encounter.
At the same time, Li Yan also did not find a team on his side. It seemed that the area within thousands of miles of "Zhouyang Town" had been cleared.
But this is not absolute. In Li Yan's Divine Sense, there are still human monks appearing far away, but Foundation Establishment monks can be cultivated like themselves.
Li Yan would never go to such a place. Apart from bringing death to the other party, it would not be able to help a few of them.
Just when Li Yan was concentrating, the somewhat tired voice of King Hu Xiao came from behind, "Junior Brother Li, was it the Fu Rong that Uncle Wei gave us that woke us up just now? Thank you so much this time, Junior Brother."
King Hu Xiao had the strongest magic power among the five, so he was the first to recover. He remembered that just now he and the others had almost lost their minds at the other's words, and he quickly thanked them.
Several people who knew the identity of Li Yan naturally thought that Li Yan had the amulet given by Wei Zhongran, and they were inspired by the amulet just now and saved them.
The reason why Li Yan is fine is because he is in the Fuying Protection Center.
Li Yan didn't know how to turn his head, he just waved his hand back.
"Have we escaped the attack of that Golden Core Realm demon cultivator?" At this time, King Hu Xiao felt upset, and after calming down a little, he continued to ask.
He just wanted to use Divine Sense to detect the rear, but there was a wave of dizziness in his head. He knew that this was the reason why he had not fully recovered.
He couldn't help but secretly feel lucky that Li Yan was not too affected by the other party, otherwise they would be like fish on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered by others.
"I haven't gotten rid of it, but it's not easy to catch up.
! "Li Yan said without looking back.
"Junior Brother Li, it's really scary this time. We are actually being followed by a Golden Core Realm. However, this time we are really..." At this time, Yan Feijun's voice came over. His cultivation was second only to King Hu Xiao. He had a bitter look on his face.
They knew in their hearts that this time it might be a disaster.
At this moment, Li Yan was not in the mood to look closely at the expressions of the two of them. He was anxious in his heart. Even at this speed, it would take at least more than three hours to complete half of the distance. Maybe then he would be able to meet his own intermediate and high-level monks.
At this moment, Li Yan's body trembled violently, and he shouted in a low voice, "No, that Golden Core Realm magic cultivator used some kind of magic, and he has caught up now."
He has now pushed the Cloud-Piercing Willow to the extreme. This speed was something he could not really catch up with when he was chased by the Blue Demonic Dragon in the Northern Sea of Darkness.
Now the speed of this Golden Core Realm magic cultivator is obviously unreasonable. This is because he has used some kind of auxiliary flying magic or cast a secret method.
Li Yan certainly knows that this method of the other party cannot last too long, and there must be limits. Otherwise, the other party has already used it. He just knows it, but he catches up and closes the distance with himself and others at an extremely fast speed.
Hearing Li Yan's low voice, even Bai Rou, Sun Guoshu and Yu Yuanjun who were still vomiting with their eyes closed suddenly opened their eyes, especially Yu Yuanjun's fear of the demon cultivators had penetrated deep into his bones, and his face was as white as paper.
King Hu Xiao and Yan Feijun looked at each other. They pressed down on the discomfort on their heads, and Divine Sense quickly swept back. After a while, beads of sweat rolled down their foreheads, and their faces turned pale.
After about half a cup of tea, Li Yan's face turned pale.
"We can't escape this time. While we still have some time, let's use all our means. We can only defend on the spot and wait for a while to wait for rescue."
The opponent is only less than sixty miles away from them. If Li Yan they continue to escape, they will only have less than ten breaths of time, and they will definitely be caught up by the opponent.
Li Yan Just now, despite his desperate efforts, 80% of his spiritual power was consumed, so he had to secretly swallow a drop of "Melting Bamboo Shoot".
But the opponent still kept closing the distance, and it was futile to continue like this. Li Yan could only bite the bullet and prepare to fight, otherwise there was no other way. Being caught up by the opponent would be the result of a head-on challenge. Who can beat the monster of the Golden Core Realm in the mid-term?
However, when Li Yan had just escaped from "Zhouyang Town", he had already used a "Ten Thousand Miles Transmission Talisman", but now it only took Li Yan and the others about half an hour to escape.
It also takes time to transmit notes thousands of miles away. Master and the others still have time to rush over after receiving it. Now they are still more than nine thousand miles away from Fengliang Mountain, and Golden Core Realm monks don't know the art of space movement.
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Several people's expressions were extremely embarrassed, and Sun Guoshu even let out a long sigh. Facing such a powerful monk, what effect could his and others' methods have?
At the same time, Teng Wuji, who was chasing behind, was also livid. He did not expect that the other party could still escape forward for such a long time despite being chased at such a speed.
However, during this period of time, the muscles and veins in his body were already swollen and painful, and the magic source power had been consumed by as much as 20%. It only took one more cup of tea, and even if he could give up the magic source power, the muscles and veins in his body would not be able to support it.
His magical technique is called "Demon Shadow Without a Trace", which is an intermediate magical technique. This is a pseudo "teleportation", imitating the "teleportation" magical technique that can only be used at the level of a demon general.
The reason why "teleportation" can only be used by demon generals and Nascent Soul level or above is that in addition to requiring a large amount of magic energy and spiritual power, the load on the body caused by tearing apart space in a short period of time is not something that Golden Core Realm monks can bear.
Therefore, even if it is a pseudo "teleport", even with the abnormal body of monk Devil Race, at the level of a demon, it cannot withstand it for a long time.
In particular, the consumed magic source power will take many years of practice to slowly recover. Thinking of this, Teng Wuji's heart bleeds, but for the Dharma Treasure on the other side, overall, it is still worth it.
Looking at the getting closer, a cruel smile finally appeared on Teng Wuji's livid face. With only about ten more breaths, these human monks would be his own.
But at this moment, something unexpected happened in front of them, and those people suddenly fell into a valley. In Teng Wuji's surprised eyes, their figures only flashed a few times, and then disappeared without a trace.
"Is there someone to help?" This was Teng Wuji's first thought, but the next moment, he rejected his idea. He did not sense any threat from below.
Immediately, Teng Wuji seemed to understand, "This must be because he knew he couldn't escape and started hiding!"
So he let out a sneer, "If you use that trick in front of me, let me see what treasures you have on your body that you can hide under my nose."
Soon, he had flown over the valley. He stood in the air, slowly absorbed the magic power in his body, and carefully looked at the valley below.
The valley was overgrown with bushes and weeds, and the entire valley was about twenty miles in area. At this time, the night wind blew in, and the bushes and weeds in the dark night were like monsters waving sticks. There were only the sounds of insects all around, either far or near, one after another.
And while Teng Wuji was looking down at the valley below, in a corner of the valley, six pairs of eyes were looking at the sky in the distance without blinking, where a tall and thin black figure was suspended.
Next, there is the continuous fighting chapter, Fengliang Mountain defensive battles, etc. are all being drafted.