"Run! Run! Run!" The Wind-Chasing Ancestor stopped flying immediately, then turned around and fled in the direction he came from. What did he see? Qingqiu Zhenren was killed by Ziyun Ancestor in just a few moves! The difference in strength between him and Qingqiu Zhenren was not much, which meant that if he faced Ziyun Ancestor, he would definitely end up like Qingqiu. The shock in his heart was not enough to be described in words. "Why! Why is Patriarch Ziyun so strong? Why didn’t you tell me earlier that he is so strong? If you told me earlier, wouldn’t I not dare to have any evil thoughts? Run! Run!" Patriarch Zhufeng was terrified. The cultivation method practiced by the other party was definitely not simple, and the grade was definitely very different from his! It was definitely a Yuanshen-level cultivation method. Only in this way could it be explained why the other party’s combat power was so terrifying. The difference between them was only a small realm, not a big realm! He looked back frequently. Patriarch Ziyun was still chasing him, and Zhufeng was horrified to find that the distance between the two sides was getting closer!
Zhufeng was most proud of his speed, but Patriarch Ziyun surpassed him in this regard! Not to mention the gap in other aspects. "Damn it, damn it, if the cultivators of the Earth God Sect were all so powerful, how could they be willing to stay in one place? Although they were strong in the past, they were limited in strength!" Zhu Feng couldn't understand the Earth God Sect's thoughts. He didn't know that the Earth God Sect was still worried that the forces of the Heaven-Destroying Sect would notice them, so they naturally didn't dare to be too arrogant. Now that thousands of years have passed, the rumors have passed, and if there is a chance, they don't mind showing their fangs. The distance between the two sides is getting closer. Finally, it reached the attack range of the Purple Cloud Patriarch. The purple sword flew out first, pointing directly at Zhu Feng! Zhu Feng took out a shield with his backhand to block it. Ding! The shield finally blocked the attack. But the powerful impact still passed through the shield and acted on his hand, making his arm numb. And he soon saw that there was a sword mark left on the shield! "What level of flying sword is this? It's too sharp!" Zhu Feng was shocked. He couldn't see clearly from a distance. When he felt it sincerely, he found that the flying sword was more powerful than he thought! And as Zi Jian delayed, his speed dropped sharply! Zhu Feng's face changed again, but Zi Jian's attacks continued! Zhu Feng kept resisting. The more he resisted, the more worried he became. "The opponent's breath is long, and the wood path practitioners are best at holding the nine battles. I can't defeat Ziyun in turn, so my only way now is to escape!"
Zhu Feng didn't want to fight at all. After the purple sword attacked, he resisted seriously this time, adjusted the direction of the shield, and then the impact of the purple sword's attack, his speed suddenly increased. Turning the enemy's attack into speed, Zhu Feng's method is not bad! Ziyun Patriarch was also a little surprised when he saw Zhu Feng's method, but he was not panicked. The opponent consumed many times more mana when resisting and resolving attacks than him! In this way, the longer the time is delayed, the more beneficial it is to Ziyun, but it can't be delayed too long, because the opponent can run into the city and be a turtle. So, Ziyun Patriarch sped up again, and also attacked Zhu Feng at the same time. The two chased and fled, and the distance between the two sides was rapidly closing! ""Little magical power, Jianmu suppresses the sky!" A giant tree phantom appeared again! The old ancestor Zhufeng was also suppressed by the giant tree, and the space was stagnant. His movement speed was immediately greatly reduced! A purple sword had already attacked instantly! Master Zhufeng used the flying sword to meet the enemy and blocked it with the shield. The purple sword used exquisite sword skills to knock the flying sword away, and finally landed on the shield. The huge impact force quickly consumed the strength in Master Zhufeng's body. He realized that If he continued to fly, he would not be able to escape from the clutches of Patriarch Ziyun before entering the city! What made Zhufeng even more regretful was that the strange shadows of the trees suppressed the space, turning his space teleportation talisman into waste paper! This was something he had not thought of just now. He had not noticed before that Qingqiu died because of the suppression of space. The space was colorless and invisible, and he could not see clearly from a distance. At this moment, Zhufeng realized that if he did not make a decision, he would surely die! Zhufeng took a last angry look at Patriarch Ziyun, then slapped his forehead. A little man flew out from above Zhufeng's head, and then the little man collected all the treasures on Zhufeng's body, except for the shield. This little man was Zhufeng's Nascent Soul.! Without the burden of the physical body, the Nascent Soul can increase its speed by more than ten times, but without the supplement of the body, the Nascent Soul cannot last long. Once it cannot return to the body, it must find a way to seize a new body, or enter a special treasure to nurture the Nascent Soul, otherwise it will wait for death! Even in the state of Jianmu Zhenkong, the Nascent Soul still burst out at an astonishing speed and flew away in an instant. Ancestor Ziyun was also a little surprised. He didn't expect Zhufeng to be so decisive. Why does the Nascent Soul in the Nascent Soul period have the word"Infant" in it? Of course it's because it's weak! Only when the Nascent Soul grows into a Primordial Spirit, its power can be increased hundreds of times, and it can survive and even practice alone, and can activate real magical powers! If the Nascent Soul leaves the body, it will be a rootless duckweed.
"Even if you can take over a body, it will take at least 30 to 50 years to cultivate back!" Ancestor Ziyun looked at Ancestor Zhufeng who was leaving, with a trace of regret in his eyes. It was a pity that he still failed to kill this man. Moreover, all the treasures were taken away, leaving only a scarred fourth-grade top-grade magic shield, which needed to be carefully nurtured before it could be used. "Humph, then from now on, Yunyang Sect will no longer have a Yuanying in charge, and there is no need for this sect to exist!" Ancestor Ziyun continued to head towards Fengyuan City, where there were still disciples of Yunyang Sect arranging their troops, but without Yuanying Zhenren, death or surrender was their fate. On the other side. Han Yuan was in a very good mood. After he was out of danger, he even had the mood to stand under a waterfall and enjoy the scenery. Sitting cross-legged on a piece of bluestone, looking up at the waterfall rushing down, Han Yuan tried to comprehend the Tao and the principles in it. After comprehending for a long time, he didn't comprehend anything, and he didn't get annoyed. He was just relaxing to relieve the tension he had some time ago. Suddenly, he saw a ray of light in the sky, which instantly flew over his head and quickly flew away. Han Yuan was stunned, and his spiritual eyes moved, looking in the direction of the light. But when he looked again, he could no longer see the location of the light just now. ""What is that?" Han Yuan felt something was wrong. He stood up and tried to hide. Suddenly, the bright light returned and finally hovered above Han Yuan. Han Yuan looked up and saw a translucent man less than half a meter tall, looking at him in surprise. "Is this a special spirit? At least it's a heavenly spirit! Hahaha, I, Zhufeng, have encountered difficulties, but today, all the hardships have paid off. With the help of the spirit, I have great hope of reaching the perfection of the Nascent Soul, and even the Primordial Spirit may have a chance! God help me, God help me!"