"It's better not to be troublesome!" Han Yangming flashed this thought and turned around and was about to fly away, but suddenly he heard a creaking sound, like an eggshell shattering, only a hundred times louder. Then a black vortex rushes out from the corner dozens of meters behind him, flying sand and stones, quickly moving towards this side.

Han Yangming's face suddenly became solemn, he immediately flashed and flew upwards.

The vortex seemed to have discovered Han Yangming, and stopped in the distance. Then the vortex shrank and disappeared, but a man wrapped in black appeared!

The man looked at Han Yangming's smaller figure, and seemed a little hesitant, but he still gritted his teeth and chased after him.

"He is chasing me!" Han Yangming's face darkened, his eyes burst out with murderous intent, his wings completely spread, turned into the shape of a big bird, and left quickly.

The man was a demon cultivator. He stepped on a black flying sword and chased behind Han Yangming. Seeing Han Yangming with wings and thin and black, he couldn't help but feel a little surprised. He immediately hit his hand gesture, and a black light appeared all over his body, which doubled the speed!

"Well? Look at him like this, could he be transformed into a god?" Han Yangming's heart burst into pieces. He watched him gradually approach, but there was no way, because it was already the fastest speed!

Now that we can only fly eastward, as long as we reach the mortal world, with his cultivation level that he has only been practicing for a long time, God's Punishment will not care about him, and it will be completely safe by then.

The man also knew his thoughts, his speed was getting faster and faster, and there was a faint red light all over his body, obviously spared no effort.

Just when Han Yangming was about to reach the mortal world, the man saw that they were less than thirty meters away, so he opened his mouth and spit out a long black needle. The black air lingered on it, and it instantly shot to Han Yangming's back. Han Yangming's sensitive skin numbed out, and he knew it was not good. He quickly moved and dodged away, but his speed was slower. He was chased up and didn't talk nonsense. He just took action and slashed it with a flying sword.

Han Yangming roared, flipped his body, grabbed it and stretched forward, and hit him with a flying sword. A fire suddenly appeared and knocked him out.

"What a lot of strength, it turns out to be a zombie!" The man said in surprise, twisted the flying sword and bounced it on the sword. The flying sword suddenly flashed with a black light, several times larger, and slashed over it.

Han Yangming's claws were broken just now. He could no longer resist. He only used his agility to avoid the flying sword and turned around to continue to escape.

The man sneered, took the flying needle a little further away, divided it into ten, attacked him one after another, and then rubbed his hands and sacrificed a swaying bowl-shaped magic weapon. It was black in color and rotated rapidly. A evil energy sprayed out from it, turning into a vortex and stirred it over.

Han Yangming was dodging the flying needle, and had no time to take care of the evil vortex. With a glance, he realized that the vortex was used to trap people. He gritted his teeth and suddenly moved forward. He was penetrated by the flying needle, but he avoided the vortex and fled again.

The flying needle trembled everywhere in Han Yangming's body, and the pain was severe, but Han Yangming's body remained unchanged, and his speed was only a little slower than before.

Seeing this, the man sneered and did not pursue him. Instead, he silently recited a spell. The flying needle suddenly increased several times. Han Yangming felt a torn pain all over his body, and he could no longer bear it and fell down.

"Are you going to die here?" Han Yangming turned his mind sharply, rolled a few times on the ground, stepped back and kicked hard, and rushed down the mountain like a crawler.

"It's still a little bit, it's still a little bit! I'm about to reach the mortal world!" Han Yangming's upper body was poked by a swollen flying needle, and his wings could no longer move, making him look very injured.

Seeing that he was so seriously injured, the man sighed in his heart: "This zombie is powerful, and it is the most suitable for a puppet!" He pointed to the flying sword and prepared to completely deal with him.

"Hey, what a strong evil spirit! Jing Ge, stop!" Yan Lishuang's voice suddenly came from the air, and then she showed her figure and looked over, "There are still evil spirits in the devil's way!"

The resentful spirit also appeared beside him, his eyes swept over, but his face changed slightly, and he immediately teleported over, blocking Han Yangming's body, and slashed the sword of life and death in his hand, and in the flash of white light, he pushed his flying sword aside.

"Ah, teleportation!" The man was shocked and didn't even take back the flying sword. His body was covered in blood and he had no shadow in a flash.

"I want to run!" Yan Lishuang had expected it. She pointed her hand and showed the leaves all over the sky, cutting the air into thousands of parallel waves, which was very beautiful.

The man was forced to show his body, and his face flashed with a look of shock and anger. He opened his mouth and sprayed out a mouthful of essence and blood, and entered a small red ball that was sacrificed at the same time. The ball suddenly exploded and turned into a giant phantom, red all over, more than ten meters high, with a yin energy inside, and a shrill wailing hidden, obviously hiding many living souls.

As soon as the giant appeared, he spread his hands and his body became a little lighter, but his palms swelled twice as big, and he slapped the whistling leaves to one side. The man took the opportunity to sink into the ground and escape to the ground.

Yan Lishuang sneered, "I let you escape today, and I, the leader of the Baiye Sect, have no shame to be like this anymore!" A colorful cloud coat suddenly appeared on her body, divided into five elements and five colors. After stirring behind her, it turned into a huge phantom of sycamore leaves, which was floating in a fluttering momentum. It seemed to float slowly, but in fact it was as fast as lightning, as if teleporting, and dozens of flashes. In just a blink of an eye, she had already appeared hundreds of meters away. A little towards the ground, and a white flying sword slashed down, cutting the ground, and a wave of spiritual energy forced the man out.

The remnants of the demonic path seemed to be in the middle stage of the God Transformation, but they were not Yan Lishuang's late stage. What's more, there was a fierce resentful spirit here! When this appearance changed drastically, he had to turn his body, roar, boom boom, and explode, and the Nascent Soul quietly appeared dozens of meters away, holding a jade talisman, and escaped quickly!

"What a decisive guy!" Yan Lishuang could not ignore his self-destruction, and immediately stopped the attack, drifted, drifted into the sky, and dodged away.

"Jing Ge, don't let him run away, leave a living!" Han Yangming said anxiously.

The resentful spirit hesitated for a moment, and a teleported appeared thousands of meters away. A purple glow appeared in his hand, rolling the Nascent Soul that he was leaping over. The Nascent Soul screamed shrillly, unwilling to be captured alive, and was about to explode and die. A wave of vain light penetrated his forehead, and his consciousness exploded, his face showing a resentful and ferocious look, and he became motionless.

During his stagnation, the resentful spirit only needs a thought to explode into particles and no longer exist.

It lasted for a few seconds before he could recover. Before he could doubt it, Yan Lishuang appeared beside him, pointed at him with a golden needle, and penetrated several more talismans, completely sealed.

Yan Lishuang waved his hand, held his Nascent Soul in the palm of his hand, and smiled and said, "Nascent Soul in the God Transformation Stage is a good treasure! It's just a demonic Nascent Soul, which is useless to me, so give it to that zombie!"

The resentful spirit took the Nascent Soul and flashed to Han Yangming. Just as he was about to speak, he heard the red giant roar, and was shattered by thousands of leaves, but he flashed, hid to the side, reunited, turned around and fled.

"Stay!" Yan Lishuang pointed at the leaves, transformed into a formation shape, wrapped, twisted the giant, and separated the corpse again. Just when they were about to reunite, Yan Lishuang appeared in front of her, opened her mouth and sprayed it, and the heat wave of fire tongue swept over, making a puff sound, burning it into nothingness. Once she grabbed it with her hand, the hidden souls turned into transparent yin energy, and were pinched in her hand. Then she hesitated for a moment, recited a few soul retention spells, and these souls immediately stopped restlessness. She opened her mouth and blew it to the sky. A pulling force that humans could not sense suddenly appeared, pulled them and disappeared completely.

From afar, Han Yangming saw her burning the blood evil spirit and helping her soul to be reborn, and couldn't help but show a look of pity and said to the resentful spirit: "This Nascent Soul is useful to me, can I give it to me?"

"Yes." The resentful spirit threw the Nascent Soul to him, "Are you injured?"

"I can't die." Han Yangming said indifferently.

This was the first time Chen Xinqi saw a war between cultivators, and was particularly shocked and said to himself: "If you kill ordinary people, wouldn't you be able to massacre the city in just a few strokes?"

Yan Lishuang took back the magic weapon, checked the surroundings carefully, and found the magic weapon stored by the demon cultivator. Seeing that there were many magic objects inside, he threw it to Han Yangming. He looked at him and said in amazement: "Although I have seen a zombie, it is the first time I have seen a zombie with wisdom!"

Han Yangming was not polite, and took the storage magic weapon in his hand and said lightly: "Thank you!"

"Let's go." The resentful spirit tightened the hand of Chen Xinqi, whose face was slightly pale, to show comfort, and then said.

After a cup of tea, the resentful spirits quietly returned to the newly bought hut. The reason for this was to avoid being discovered by mortals in nearby villages and causing unnecessary trouble.

As soon as Yan Lishuang arrived in the mortal world, a panic flashed out. She wanted to say that she was waiting for them on the mountain, but after gritting her teeth, she followed her irrationally.

After living with the resentful spirit for two years, Yan Lishuang still believes in him very much. Besides, even in the cultivation world, in front of the resentful spirit, she does not have the ability to fight back, so there is no difference. She just has the strength in her hand, so she must always be more at ease in her heart.

Chen Xinqi knew that Yan Lishuang's cultivation skills were all restrained at this time, and she suddenly felt a little close to her and smiled at her. Unlike before, when she stayed next to her in the cultivation world, she always felt uneasy and felt depressed.

"Han Yangming, why are you injured?" Li Yongtang moved his ears and walked out of the room. Seeing this, he couldn't help but be shocked.

"I met a cultivator in the God Transformation Stage, and I almost couldn't come back." Han Yangming said lightly, thinking, "There is no moonlight essence here, I can only rely on the corpse pill for the injury." Then he walked to the side in a coquettish manner, spit out the corpse pill, and then sniffed it hard to look at his nose.

"This is--" Li Yongtang looked at Yan Lishuang again.

Chen Xinqi smiled and said, "She is a cultivator and is here to help you."

"Really?" Li Yongtang's eyes lit up and he nodded to her, "Thank you, Miss!"

"Miss?" Yan Lishuang frowned and said calmly, "Since you want to enter the world of cultivation, you must understand the rules. Those with higher cultivation levels than you must be called seniors! And be respectful. I am Qingyang, oh, it's Jing Ge, I am Jing Ge's friend, that's fine. If you see others in the future, you have to be careful."

Li Yongtang thought and nodded, saying, "I understand! Thank you for your advice!"

"Yeah." Yan Lishuang nodded, looked at him a few times, and said, "Are you a congenital warrior?"

"Yes, senior!" Li Yongtang said.

"No, not bad." Yan Lishuang smiled and looked at the resentful spirit, and said, "This can enter my blind sect. What about one more? Didn't you say there are still a few mortals? Let's come out, I'll test their spiritual roots."

Li Yongtang was overjoyed and said to himself: "If Xiaoen has spiritual roots, can he directly cultivate the truth?"
Chapter completed!