Volume 1 Lin Yuan Chapter 169: Chasing (I)
"Eighth Senior, I was really bewitched by evil spirits and fooled by lard. I was actually bewitched by others and came here to look for the whereabouts of Eighth Senior."
Most of the independent cultivators have been in the cultivation world for a long time and have become extremely smooth. The independent cultivator in front of him is no exception and can say these words effortlessly.
"Who is looking for me?"
Wang Chen looked very unhappy.
"I don't know. It was a senior in a black robe. He said he would give us countless wealth if he found you."
"You're still not honest even now."
Pah. Wang Chen crushed the casual cultivator's hand bones with his foot.
Suddenly, screams echoed throughout the mountain, and the wandering cultivator cried out in pain with snot and tears.
"Master Ji has issued a bounty for you, up to one million spirit stones. People like me who are scattered all over the place looking for you, if not eight hundred, there must be at least one thousand, and this does not include Master Tian's bounty. Senior, it will be useless even if you kill me."
Xiaoyao was shocked: "Wang Chen, what should we do?"
"Don't be afraid, everything is under control." Wang Chen sneered.
"Wang Chen is awesome! He can stay so calm in such a desperate situation." Xiaoyao exclaimed in admiration.
“When I hold Xuan Qing and Blood Demon Ancestor, find a place to dig a hole, and practice for a few years, can they bite me?”
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"Good plan!" Xiaoyao was silent for a while, nodded, and gave a thumbs up.
"Hmph." He snorted coldly.
"At this point, I still want to notify people."
With a flash of golden light, Wang Chen cut off the head of the cultivator in front of him with a sword.
A look of fear still remained on the falling head. The headless corpse's palm first tightened, then loosened weakly, and the sound transmission note that he was holding was never released.
A faint smell of blood was floating in the air, and in the blood mist, a very thin black line suddenly rose up and pierced over like a steel needle.
Sure enough, there is a mechanism!
With a flick of his wrist, Wang Chen thrust out with his sword.
However, the black line seemed to be in another space, visible but intangible. It penetrated the six swords and entered his body.
This is not a kind of energy. What is it?
With his whole body's true energy circulating, Wang Chen thoroughly examined his body.
He discovered that the black line was circling in a meridian, but it had no effect on the circulation of his body's true energy.
He tried several times but still couldn't remove the mark. Even after his ancestral energy flowed over, he completely ignored the black mark.
But obviously, there is always someone who can sense this mark and keep track of his whereabouts at any time.
Cultivation World...
"There are so many tricks and tricks!"
After a long silence, Wang Chen gritted his teeth and blurted out these words, then ran off into the distance with his shattered dream of seclusion and hard practice.
This is a magical tracking technique, cast by the mysterious power of inheritance.
And currently he has no way to crack it.
Do you think I'm Tang Monk's meat? That depends on who has a tougher life. Wang Chen thought angrily as he flew through the air at high speed.
The icy air current blowing in his face made him feel inexplicably sad. Although he was Tang Seng, he did not have the protection of Sun Wukong.
Thinking of this, he looked at Xiaoyao beside him. The latter sensed his gaze and gave him a look that suggested fighting side by side with him.
Then the look suddenly changed.
"Can you explain what the deep sadness in your eyes means?" Xiaoyao asked suspiciously.
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At the same time, thousands of miles away.
An old man with a pale face and wearing a black robe raised the snake-shaped cane in his hand and pointed it towards the sky.
"Over there." He said in an old voice.
"Mr. She is worthy of being the first person that Master Ji has sat down to track down. Let's go." A young man who had reached Nirvana four times praised.
Several sound transmission notes cut through the space.
The sound of flying in the air continued to be heard, and several cultivators chased after it.
The queue is neat and neat, and they appear to be well-trained.
Wang Chen flew up into the clouds, using the clouds to hide his figure.
Suddenly I felt that the world was so big, but there was no place for me to stay.
"I am still too weak!"
If a weak person has a lot of treasures, they will soon be robbed away, but if he is a strong person, no one will dare to touch him even if he is rich enough to rival a country.
Suddenly, the clouds rolled like waves, and like a large curtain, they surged up into the sky and covered it.
Formation?
Wang Chen saw that this sea of clouds had a strange binding force. If one was caught in it, it would be very difficult to escape.
He turned the sword and rushed in another direction.
clang!
A green sword energy instantly cut through the sea of clouds and slashed towards him, forcing him to turn sideways to dodge and slow down.
The clouds dispersed, revealing a young cultivator in a green robe with a gloomy face.
Wang Chen was stopped in mid-air.
"Where is Jiba going?"
In just a moment, several cultivators appeared behind him. Among them, a cultivator who had reached Nirvana three times shouted loudly. His voice was childish and he seemed to be quite young.
On the other side, three Nirvana cultivators had defiant looks on their faces, staring at Wang Chen with provocative eyes and approaching.
whoosh whoosh whoosh!
The sound of flying in the air continued to be heard, and five cultivators appeared in other directions, some in Nirvana and some in Foundation Establishment, with powerful aura.
"Are you from Qi Tian or Wei Wuji?" Wang Chen said in a low voice.
He was surrounded by more than a dozen strong men and was in a very bad mood.
"How dare you call Master Ji by his name?" A cultivator holding a gun shook the iron gun in his hand and shouted.
"You are so young, yet you act like such a loyal dog. I don't think you will make any progress in the future." Wang Chen sneered.
"Don't waste your words with him. Kill him!" A cultivator holding a knife flashed his knife and slashed over diagonally.
The cultivator with the gun was scolded and instantly became furious. He stabbed first with his spear flashing with purple electric light.
There was a flash of golden light, and the human sword seal behind Wang Chen suddenly condensed. He raised his hand and sprinkled golden flames all over the sky.
Big sun fire!
With the amplification of the sword seal, the Great Sun Fire turned the area around him into a sea of fire. Even though he did not specialize in fire-related Taoism, such a terrifying flame was still impossible to ignore by the besieging cultivators.
Gas shields of various colors lit up instantly to resist the burning of the sun's wicked fire.
In the sea of fire, the sword light flashed.
A huge sword energy blasted out and stabbed towards the spear.
"drink!"
The cultivator with the gun showed an unconvinced look on his face, shouted loudly, and his eyes shot out a crazy fighting spirit.
Ji Ba is just a cultivator who has reached Nirvana three times. So am I. In terms of talent, I have been called a genius since I was a child. Why is he so famous in the cultivation world? !
Crackling sounds continued to ring out, and brilliant lightning burst out from the tip of the gun, resisting the six sword energies.
boom!
Amid the explosions, the cultivator's spear shattered, shattered, shattered! It instantly bent nine times, and every time it bent, his entire body was like being hit by a heavy hammer, and he retreated in the air.
Finally, his spear bent to an incredible degree, suddenly bounced off, and flew out of his hand.
The cultivator holding the gun had an expression of extreme horror on his face, and was instantly hit by the huge sword energy and fell down.
With one sword, he severely injured the gun-wielding cultivator.
Although the results were amazing, a flaw appeared behind him.
A faint breeze blew, and a short-haired cultivator approached in an instant, stabbing with a dagger.
With a flash of golden light, Wang Chen dodged the attack and slashed with his sword in reverse.
bite!
The dagger was knocked away, and the six sword energies turned into thin threads and poured into the cultivator's body, causing pain in his arm. He almost couldn't hold the dagger, so he had to retreat in embarrassment.
"Die!" The burly man with a full beard found an opportunity and slashed down with a white sword.
Boom! A sword energy rushed forward and shattered together with the knife light in the air.
The clouds rolled, and countless sharp true energies burst out, as if piercing the sky with thousands of holes.
In just a moment, the sky was filled with flashing swords and rumbling thunder, with a terrifying momentum.
With a flash of his body, the swordsman rushed forward, and his sword skills stirred up a gust of sickle-like gale.
Ding ding ding.
His expression was grim as he engaged in close combat with Wang Chen, exchanging more than ten sword blows in an instant.
At this moment, Wang Chen was observing the situation around him, looking for a breakthrough.
But this group of cultivators obviously knew that Wang Chen had a sword technique that could dramatically increase his speed, so they were unwilling to release the encirclement.
While they surrounded Wang Chen, it was not convenient to attack him. However, they tacitly chose to take turns waiting for opportunities, keeping the encirclement tightly and leaving no gap for a breakthrough.
Boom! A ball of huge sun fire exploded in the air, blowing apart the burly figure.
As he was flung away, Wang Chen's hair suddenly stood on end and he instinctively moved to the side.
All I heard was a sharp cry and a flash of faint blue light.
A handful of blood mist bloomed in the air.
He barely avoided a hit to his heart, but felt a pain in his left shoulder as a blue arrow instantly pierced through it, leaving a bloody hole.
Among this group of cultivators, there is actually a cultivator who is capable of long-range sniping.
