At this time, as the silver needle pierced into his body, a sharp pain also came from his body, especially when he wanted to use his Yuanli to expel it. The silver needle absorbed his Yuanli and moved strangely in his body. In shock, Yun Xingzu urged his Yuanli to try to stop it, but the silver needle kept shuttling in his body and constantly destroying his body. In pain all over his body, Yun Xingzu curled up on the ground. What frightened him even more was that the direction of the silver needle was faintly rushing towards his head. Just when Yun Xingzu was desperate, a jade pendant on his waist suddenly shone brightly, and then a powerful force emerged. The silver needle that was originally moving was also restrained by this powerful force and could not move at all. At this moment, Yun Xingzu on the ground had a slight relaxation on his face, showing a kind of relief for escaping death. Ning Ping saw all this, and instantly got on top of it, shaking his hands repeatedly, shooting out fireballs. But a scene that disappointed Ning Ping appeared. When the fireball was close to the opponent's body, it exploded, and Yun Xingzu was immediately wrapped in flames.
But after the flames dissipated, it was discovered that he had a shield on his body at this moment, and it was precisely because of the existence of the shield that all attacks were in vain. Ning Ping saw at a glance that this was the same shield that had appeared on Yun Xinglan in the Spiritual Medicine Valley. Then Ning Ping tried to use means such as flying swords, but still could not shake this thin shield. At this moment, Yun Xingzu, who was lying on the ground without moving at all, was like hiding in a turtle shell. He could see but could not do anything to the opponent. "Don't waste your energy, hurry up and grab the things and leave. That is a protective jade pendant made by a Yuanying period cultivator." At this moment, the voice of Hu Lao also appeared in his mind, and Ning Ping had no choice but to stop. "Humph, you are lucky." After a cold ridicule, Ning Ping took back the Youlong Needle with a thought. At this time, Yun Xingzu collapsed on the ground, his lips tightly shut and his eyes staring at Ning Ping with hatred. "I'll take some interest." Ning Ping smiled slightly, then rolled up the giant bell beside him and put it into his storage ring. After putting it away, he didn't delay, and he moved and rushed away. Yun Xingzu, who was lying on the ground, saw this, and his whole face was twisted with heartache, staring at Ning Ping who was far away with hatred in his heart. It's not that he didn't want to put away the giant bell, but a series of silver needles entered his body due to a series of changes, so he didn't care about putting away the giant bell, and at this moment he couldn't move at all, so he had to watch Ning Ping put it in his pocket. After the other party's figure disappeared, he took out a pill with difficulty and put it in his mouth. It was not until more than ten hours later that a figure appeared beside Yun Xingzu. The man was dressed in tattered black clothes, extremely embarrassed, and the hood covering his face on his head was nowhere to be found. It was Tu Jinghao who had blocked the Stone Rock Dragon King from behind. Tu Jinghao's face was livid, and he stared coldly at Yun Xingzu who was lying on the ground. There was no one else. Not surprisingly, seeing this, Ning Ping probably ran away again. If Yun Xingzu was not a member of the Yun family, he would have cursed him long ago. After a long time, Tu Jinghao saw that Yun Xingzu's injury had stabilized, and then he turned into a beam of light and continued to chase in the direction where Ning Ping left.
It was not until Tu Jinghao flew far away that an angry roar came from behind him. ………… Ning Ping ran all the way, and after more than ten hours, the consumed Yuanli on his body had already recovered. At this moment, there were a lot of pills on his body, so there was no need to worry about this. However, there were many high-level monsters along the way, and many maps were directly marked as extremely dangerous. In this way, either detouring or secretly hiding past, the speed of moving forward was slowed down a lot. Not only did Ning Ping slow down, but Tu Jinghao behind him was also not much faster. After all, Ning Ping had a detailed map in his hand, which allowed him to know the danger in advance, which perfectly reflected the importance of information. Tu Jinghao could only rely on perception and tracking methods to follow Ning Ping. And he almost ran into the lair of high-level monsters several times, but fortunately he escaped without any danger. Invisibly, Tu Jinghao's journey was much farther. However, even so, the speed difference between the two was too big, and the distance between them was slowly closing. More than ten days had passed, and he had escaped hundreds of thousands of miles, but Ning Ping had always felt that there was a sense of crisis behind him. This sense of crisis did not weaken with the distance and time of his escape, but became clearer. This is the sixth sense of the cultivator. After several experiences, Ning Ping was convinced of it. One day, when Ning Ping finished checking the map. When he found that there was a fifth-level demon beast Iron-clad Fire Lizard a hundred miles ahead. "Be careful of the pursuers coming." Following Hu Lao's reminder, his consciousness also noticed that a breath behind him was approaching quickly. Without time to investigate, Ning Ping directly spread his body and flew directly to the territory of the fifth-level demon beast. But the opponent's speed was too different. In just a few breaths, a black shadow appeared behind him and was approaching quickly. Ning Ping was horrified, and the "Shou Gong Lingxu Step" in his body turned rapidly. He even forced out a drop of blood essence to merge into it and burn it. Immediately, under the burning of blood essence, Ning Ping's escape technique instantly increased several times, turning into a phantom and shooting forward. But even so, the speed of the pursuit behind him was still much faster than himself. After several times of burning blood essence, the person behind him finally approached. "Hmph, good boy, let's see how you can escape." I saw that Tu Jinghao had a cold face, and a flying sword appeared in his hand, and then shot into the air and slashed at Ning Ping. Ning Ping noticed the movement behind him, turned his head and was immediately scared to death. When there was no way to avoid it, Ning Ping's heart moved and urged the Tianyan Ding in his sea of consciousness to meet it.
And why didn't he use the giant bell he just snatched? He tried it just now, but because it was not refined, it couldn't drive it at all. "Boom..." A loud noise sounded behind him. In his consciousness, he found that the Tianyan Ding was not split in half, but it was directly hitting him. With a sound of "Puff~", the Tianyan Ding hit Ning Ping's back directly. With the collision, Ning Ping's body rushed forward, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he was seriously injured instantly. Looking at the bulge on his chest that was faintly hit, Ning Ping endured the huge pain all over his body, and with a thought, he put the Tianyan Ding into his sea of consciousness. Just after putting away the Tianyan Ding, his body also drew an arc and smashed to the ground. At this time, Tu Jinghao behind him swung the second attack. "Hey, this old man has suffered a great loss." A bitter voice came, it was Hu Lao in the Tianyan Ding. Just as Ning Ping was trembling and preparing to continue to bear the next attack, he was suddenly wrapped in a strange energy, and he appeared thousands of feet away in the twisting of space. At this time, a loud noise came from behind him, that was Tu Jinghao's attack falling on the open space.
