Chapter 147: The Escaped Ancestor Zhufeng

"Run! Run! Run!"

Ancestor Zhufeng immediately stopped flying, then turned around and fled in the direction he came from.

What did he see?

Master Qingqiu was actually killed by Patriarch Ziyun in just a few strokes!

The strength between him and Qingqiu Zhenren is about the same. In other words, if he faces Ancestor Ziyun, he will definitely follow in Qingqiu's footsteps.

The horror in his heart was no longer enough to be described in words.

"Why! Why is Ancestor Ziyun so strong? You should have told me you were so strong! Didn't you tell me earlier that I just don't dare to use my brain? Run! Run!"

Ancestor Zhufeng was frightened. The other party's technique was definitely not simple, and his level was definitely far different from his! It is definitely a soul-level skill. Only in this way can we explain why the opponent's combat power is so terrifying. The difference between them is only a small realm, not a big realm!

He looked back frequently.

Ancestor Ziyun was still chasing him, and Zhufeng was horrified to find that the distance between the two sides was getting closer!

What Zhufeng was most proud of was his speed, but Patriarch Ziyun surpassed him in this aspect!

That's not to mention the differences in other aspects.

"Damn it, damn it, if the monks of the Earth God Sect are so powerful, why would they be willing to take sides? Although they were strong in the past, their strength was limited!"

Zhufeng couldn't understand Di Shenzong's thoughts.

Little did he know that the Earth God Sect was still worried that the forces of the Destroying Sky God Sect would notice them, so naturally they did not dare to be too arrogant. But now that thousands of years have passed and the rumors have passed, they no longer mind showing their fangs if given the chance.

The distance between the two sides is getting closer.

Finally, the attack range of Ancestor Ziyun was reached.

The purple sword flew out first, pointing directly at Zhufeng!

Zhufeng took out a shield with his backhand to resist.

bite!

The shield finally blocked the blow.

But the powerful impact still passed through the shield and acted on his hands, making his arms 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!"

Ancestor Zhufeng was shocked. He couldn't see it clearly from a distance, but after truly feeling it, he realized that the flying sword was more powerful than he imagined!

Under Zi Jian's delay, his speed plummeted!

Zhufeng's expression changed again, but Zi Jian's attacks continued one after another!

Zhufeng continued to resist. The more he resisted, the more worried he became.

"The opponent's aura is long, and Mu Dao practitioners are best at holding the Nine Battles. I can't defeat Ziyun in turn. Now my only way is to escape!"

Zhufeng doesn't like fighting at all.

After the purple sword attacked, he resisted seriously this time and adjusted the direction of his shield. Following the impact of the purple sword's attack, his speed suddenly increased.

Turning the enemy's attack into speed, Zhufeng's method is not bad!

Ancestor Ziyun was a little surprised when he saw Zhufeng's method, but he did not panic. When the opponent resisted and defused attacks, he consumed many times more mana than he did!

In this way, the longer the delay is, the more beneficial it will be to Ziyun, but it cannot be delayed too long, because the opponent can run into the city and act like a tortoise.

As a result, Ancestor Ziyun speeded up again and also attacked Zhufeng.

The two chased and escaped, and the distance between the two parties was quickly closing!

"Little magical power, Jianmu Zhenkong!"

The shadow of a giant tree appears again!

Ancestor Zhufeng was also suppressed by the giant tree, the space was stagnant, and his movement speed was immediately greatly reduced!

A purple sword has struck instantly!

Zhufeng Zhenren used his flying sword to meet the enemy, and at the same time used his shield to resist.

The purple sword used exquisite sword skills to knock the flying sword away, and finally landed on the shield.

The huge impact quickly consumed the power in Master Zhufeng's body.

He realized that if he continued to fly, he would not be able to escape from the murderous hands of Ancestor Ziyun before entering the city!

What made Zhufeng regret even more was that the strange tree shadow suppressed the space, turning all his space teleportation talismans into waste paper!

This was something he didn't expect just now. He hadn't noticed before that Qingqiu died after being suppressed in space.

Space is colorless and formless, and he can't see it clearly from a distance.

At this moment, Zhufeng realized that if he didn't make a decision, he would definitely die!

Zhufeng glanced angrily at Patriarch Ziyun one last time, and then slapped his forehead.

A villain flew out from Zhufeng's head, and then the villain put away all the treasures on Zhufeng's body, except for the shield.

This little man is none other than Zhufeng’s Nascent Soul!

The Nascent Soul is not encumbered by the physical body, and its speed can increase by more than ten times. However, 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 get a new body, or enter a special treasure. Maintain the Nascent Soul at medium temperature, otherwise it will wait to die!

Even in the state of Jianmu Zhenkong, Nascent Soul still burst out with 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 Yuanying in the Yuanying stage have the word "ying"? Of course it’s because of weakness!

Only when Yuanying grows into Yuanshen, its power can be increased hundreds of times, it can survive and even practice alone, and it can activate real magical powers!

If the Nascent Soul leaves the body, it will be a rootless tree.

"Even if you can seize a body, if you want to cultivate and come back, it won't be possible for less than thirty to fifty years!"

Ancestor Ziyun looked at the ancestor Zhufeng who was going away, with a trace of regret in his eyes. It was a pity that he was still unable to kill this person.

And all the treasures were taken away, leaving only a scarred fourth-grade top-grade magic shield, which needs to be well nurtured before it can be used.

"Humph, from now on, Yunyang Sect will no longer have a Yuanying sitting in the seat, and this sect has no need 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 good mood. After no 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 principle in it.

After comprehending for a long time, he did not comprehend anything, and he was not annoyed.

Originally, he was just relaxing to relieve the tension of the previous period.

Suddenly, he saw a bright 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.

"What is that?"

Han Yuan felt something was wrong.

He stood up and planned to hide.

Suddenly, the light came back 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 is a spirit of the heavenly level! Hahaha, I, Zhufeng, have encountered difficulties, but today I have finally achieved happiness. With the help of the spirit, I have great hope of reaching the perfection of the Nascent Soul, and even the Primordial Spirit has a chance to touch it! God help me, God help me!"