Chapter 641 This Wind Is Sick (1/2)

Leng Rushuang and Pei Wei escaped hundreds of miles in a short time.

At this time, they no longer have any intention of fighting each other.

A late-stage pill-forming person who had absolutely no idea how to do it could use three kinds of spiritual power to repel them!

If they don't deal with this person, I'm afraid he will be their biggest opponent in the secret realm of the Book of Heaven!

"Leng Rushuang, we should work together to kill him, and we can't confront him head-on, we can only sneak attack!"

Pei Wei said to Leng Rushuang with a fierce look in his eyes.

"Do you need to say this?"

Leng Rushuang snorted coldly, then turned his head and continued: "In the battle just now, he used water spiritual power, fire spiritual power and ice spiritual power! The richness of each spiritual power is no weaker than ours! I have never I have never heard of such a capable person in the Pipa realm!”

"I haven't heard of it either!"

Pei Wei couldn't help but remember the first time he fought with Zhu Yun. He was obviously the one who struck first, but instead of striking first, Zhu Yun knocked his magic weapon away with one palm!

However, the palm he used at that time did not seem to be one of these three types of spiritual power!

"Huh?"

He sighed softly, frowned, and tried to recall, but he had no impression at all.

"What? What did you think of?"

Leng Rushuang turned around, knowing that Pei Wei must have discovered something.

"Maybe he also has a fourth kind of spiritual power! When you suppressed the female cultivator, I had a sneak attack on him, but he neutralized it with one palm. I didn't remember what the attribute of the spiritual power used at that time was! However, it is definitely not These three types are ice, water and fire!”

"impossible!"

Leng Rushuang immediately retorted, saying: "Maybe you didn't care! Even if we in the Pipa realm don't care much about innate spiritual roots, being able to cultivate the three spiritual roots to this level is already considered a gift! Not to mention, that The three spiritual roots go hand in hand, no distinction is made between superior and inferior! If it is four spiritual roots, what kind of monster is this? "

"Leng Rushuang, I saw it with my own eyes and felt it myself, how could I be wrong?"

Seeing that the other party didn't believe him, Pei Wei couldn't help but feel angry, "Do you think I will still plot against you at this time?"

"With all your little tricks, you still can't trick me!"

Faced with Leng Rushuang who was so difficult to talk to, Pei Wei was helpless.

If he hadn't joined forces with Leng Rushuang to deal with Zhu Yun, he would never have tolerated this tone.

Also at this time.

In mid-air, a golden light suddenly flashed.

"Look, what is that?"

Pei Wei quickly stretched out his finger.

"Tracking charm! Who is looking for someone?"

Leng Rushuang recognized it immediately.

"Tracking charm?"

"Yes, this kind of talisman does not have much offensive ability, but if you leave a person's aura on the talisman in advance, after the person holding the talisman enters the spiritual power and activates it, you can find the person who left the aura within a certain range! This kind of Talisman Pipa Realm is rare! However, according to my master, it can be seen frequently in the Yao Realm!"

"Yaojing?"

Pei Wei frowned and said, "You mean, there are monks from the Yao realm who have arrived in this secret realm?"

"It has nothing to do with us whether we arrive or not! The secret realm this time seems to be different from usual. All the monks in Pipa State have entered it! Perhaps, there are monks from the Yao realm who have arrived on the island and are entering the secret realm. When we are separated, we might use this talisman to search for it."

Leng Rushuang withdrew her gaze and planned to practice for a while to recover the ice spiritual power she had consumed while fighting Zhu Yun.

But before my butt gets hot, another familiar light and shadow appears in the sky, chasing the talisman light closely!

"It's the flying shuttle weapon, it's that kid!"

Pei Wei looked in disbelief and pointed to the sky again!

Leng Rushuang quickly looked up, and sure enough she saw Zhu Yun holding Meng Wuya on the shuttle with one hand, and holding the magic formula of the shuttle with the other hand!

Immediately afterwards, the two looked at each other, and both saw the shock in each other's eyes!

"Is he from the Yao realm?"

It is not surprising to see a monk from Yao Realm in Pipa Realm.

But in the eyes of these proud sons of genius, Yao realm monks are like country bumpkins.

No strength, no vision, no talent...

He is simply a three-no monk!

But they had just been defeated by this Sanwu cultivator and fled for hundreds of miles, and now they have to join forces to deal with it!

This simply overturned their understanding and was a great shame!

"He must be killed!"

Pei Wei's eyes flashed fiercely again.

"That's exactly what I meant!"

Leng Rushuang also stood up, took out a pill from the storage bag, and threw it directly into his mouth.

"I was still suspicious at first, but you are actually willing to swallow an Ice Muscle Pill?"

Pei Wei was not surprised.

Bingjidan is a rare and rare elixir.

It's not that the elixir is very effective, but that this elixir only has an effect on the recovery of ice spiritual power.

Monks in the mortal world have so little ice spiritual power?

Because of this, without the cultivation of monks, it takes a lot of effort to refine the Ice Muscle Pill.

"You are Leng Rushuang, but you don't like playing tricks like your Haotian Sect!"

Leng Rushuang glanced at Pei Wei with disdain, then silently recited the mantra, turned into an ice sculpture bird and beast again, fluttered its wings and flew away!

His speed is actually not much slower than the shuttle, and he can hang far behind.

Under her deliberate control, Leng Rushuang flew at a low altitude, barely two feet away from the ground.

As long as Zhu Yun didn't turn his head and lower his head, it would be impossible to spot her!

"Leng Rushuang is afraid that he may break through the Nascent Soul stage at any time! I didn't expect that the Xuanji Sect has the same purpose as our Haotian Sect..."

Pei Wei murmured in his heart, it seemed that this time in the secret realm of the Book of Heaven, it was like dancing on the tip of a knife.

If you are not careful, you may die at any time!

And what the Haotian Sect and Xuanji Sect can think of, people from the Fire Dragon Sect and other sects must also be able to think of!

If the young sect leaders of all the major sects can break through to Nascent Soul, then hundreds or even thousands of people in this secret realm will not give up!

Suddenly, Pei Wei regained some sense in his heart. Although he also used his magical weapon to chase Zhu Yun, the murderous intention towards Zhu Yun in his heart had receded somewhat.

Compared with face, being able to survive to the end is the biggest winner!

As long as you survive, you will have a chance to break through the Nascent Soul Stage!

At that time, whoever he wants to die will not be able to get out alive!

…

"Zhu Yun, haven't you arrived yet?"

Meng Wuya's cheeks were slightly red and her heart was beating wildly.

With Zhu Yun holding her hand all the time, she felt happy and nervous at the same time, extremely contradictory.

"I don't know," Zhu Yun's attention was all straight ahead, and he didn't notice that he was being followed by two people again.

At this moment, all he could think about was Lian Nishang.

Meng Wuya's weak and boneless left hand was held in his generous hand, but he was completely forgotten about it.

"I drew this tracking talisman at that time. I can catch it within a thousand miles. Even if it is a thousand miles away, I can't guarantee it! We have flown five hundred miles, so we should be fast!"

Zhu Yun still explained a little bit.

"There are still five hundred miles left?"

Meng Wuya thought to himself, it would be great if it was only five thousand miles away, so that he could hold hands with Zhu Yun for a longer time.

Time, please slow down, five hundred miles, don’t arrive too soon!

Zhu Yun had no idea what Meng Wuya was thinking. At this time, if he didn't want to retain some strength, he would definitely use all the chaos power.

But despite this, Zhu Yun also consumed a lot.

"Oh, it would be great if I could understand the power of wind spirit. I believe that using the power of wind spirit to control this shuttle, the speed will definitely be faster!"

It has to be said that compared to Feng Qingyang, Zhu Yun not only consumed more chaos power, but his speed was also much lower.

Coupled with the fact that he had just realized the ice spiritual power, Zhu Yun could not help but look forward to the benefits that the wind spiritual power would bring to him.

However, he has no idea about wind spirit power at all.

For example, why is the power of thunder so easy to be understood?

In addition to being visible in my mind, I also see it frequently in books.

For example, the tribulation that monks cross is to trigger thunder from the sky.

The same goes for demon cultivators.

In addition, when he was still a mortal, he had seen bursts of thunder and winding snakes, which had an inherent image in his mind.

As for ice spiritual power.

Although it never snowed in Huangshi Mountain, some water vapor would freeze on extremely cold nights in the mountains. He even had several decisive battles with Sun Qiniang.

Therefore, whether it is thunder or spirit, it can be regarded as tangible spiritual power.

But wind is colorless, odorless and formless...

The only thing I have to say is the voice!

Zhu Yun smiled bitterly in his heart, what does the sound mean?

No matter how loud the sound is, is it louder than the thunder from the sky?

After pouting, Zhu Yun came back to his senses. He knew that this was not the time to understand.

The howling wind in his ears made Zhu Yun unable to help but think about it again.

"Wait a minute, this whine..."

This is a very common scenario.

Whether it was Zhu Yun flying with a sword for the first time, or when he flew out of thin air before using the shuttle, or when there was a flying boat that could fly across the sky.

This rumor has always been there.

But here's the thing.

If it is only floating in mid-air, it is silent and breathless!

Then this wind...

What kind of existence is it?

When I move, there is wind.

I don't move, but there is no wind!

Does the wind move with me?

For a moment, Zhu Yun's thinking came to a standstill!

This feeling is like getting into a maze with sharp corners!

If he can't find a way out, he will always be trapped!

"Zhu Yun, Zhu Yun! What's wrong with you? That talisman has turned a corner, why don't you chase it?"

Suddenly, Meng Wuya's voice rang in his ears, and at the same time there was a sharp pain in his hand, which brought Zhu Yun back to his senses instantly!

Suddenly, he realized that his forehead was covered with sweat!

In fact, the sweat was pouring down and his clothes were already wet!

"Am I... almost lost?"

Zhu Yun was horrified, and heard Meng Wuya say again: "Zhu Yun, what's wrong with you? Are you lost in thought about refining Nishang?"

She only found such a reason to doubt, so she became a little jealous. She yelled at him, but she pinched it hard with her hands.

"No," Zhu Yun shook his head, controlled the shuttle to change direction, and then said, "I almost went crazy just now!"

"What?"

Now, it was Meng Wuya's turn to be a little dumbfounded.

"Obsessed!"

Zhu Yun emphasized again and said: "I'm afraid I can't control myself! Wuya, you call me every few breaths, okay?"

"good!"

Meng Wuya's expression also became serious and he said: "I will still pinch you!"

Only then did Zhu Yun remember that his hand was still holding Meng Wuya.

After struggling for half a breath, I decided not to let go.

Compared with fate, Zhu Yun felt that holding hands was nothing!

and……

It seems to feel pretty good!

"You are so good, how could you go crazy?"

Meng Wuya asked, "You even want to practice weapon flying. Is this your trump card for practicing fast?"

Zhu Yun laughed dumbly. He was indeed affected a little just now, in many aspects, and he couldn't explain it for a while.

"Wu Ya, do you know what wind is?"

"Wind? Which wind?"

Meng Wu Ya was stunned.

"It's..."

Zhu Yun scratched his head and found that he couldn't explain it clearly!

"This wind that blows and blows?"

Meng Wu Ya understood what Zhu Yun meant and stretched out his hand to smooth his bangs that were blown away.

"Yes, it's this kind of wind."

Zhu Yun nodded immediately.

Meng Wu Ya laughed and said, "Zhu Yun, this wind is sick!"

Zhu Yun frowned and heard Meng Wu Ya continue to laugh: "If it's not sick, how can it blow you like a madman, even thinking about cultivation while rushing on the road! Well, don't forget what you are going to do this time!"

Being disturbed by Meng Wu Ya, Zhu Yun felt a lot more relaxed.

At this time.

The tracking talisman took a sharp turn and fell towards a valley!

"Are we there yet?"

The two looked at each other and immediately perked up!