Huhu--

The long wind blows the void.

Jun Buyu stood in the void, carrying his hands on his back, his clothes flying, looking up at the nine holes in the distance, with an indescribable expression in his eyes.

There are sighs, and there are more memories and remembrances.

...

"What a big nine fist mark, it's very savage and rough!"

After a long time, Jun Buyu suddenly smiled and said, "It is rare to laugh a little bit cramped and joyful."

"...Since I heard about the Kaitian Jiukong incident, I have known that you are leaving a way out for us."

He said to himself again, his smile gradually subsided and his eyes became gentle and soft.

Fortunately no one heard it, otherwise he would have been shocked to drop his chin.

What does this sentence mean?

Could he still have something to do with the great god Kaitian?

"I know that there is no such thing in this world. The ancestral realm is the end we can reach. This realm cannot break through the barriers of the vast world and find you in a wider world."

Another sentence.

"However, why there is no such thing in this world? It's unreasonable."

"Others who open the sky will receive the reward of the Dao. If you lower that thing, why didn't you open the sky? What else did you do when you open the sky... Or, you fought with the Dao? He will not give it to you?"

Jun Buyu murmured to himself, his eyes flashing slightly, thinking.

...

Thinking of the end, he shook his head and smiled.

Then he looked at the nine fist prints with a very gentle expression, and finally shook his head and left.

The direction of flying was already directed to the passage of hundreds of clans, and it looked like a free and easy look without any connection.

...

In a blink of an eye, several years have passed.

On this day, a powerful spiritual sense came to me while on the way.

"Boy, stop here."

The sound of sound transmission sounded in Jun Buyu's ears. Although he was the body of thunder and energy at this moment, he could still accept it.

"Senior, you are coming in a fierce manner, I dare not stay for a long time."

When Jun Buyu heard this, he replied lightly and continued to fly forward.

Swish-

In the side direction, the sound of breaking through the air began to flash.

The monk who chased him was a majestic figure but with a white-haired wolf head, his body exuded a great aura that only monks of the spiritual ancestor level had.

It turned out to be the white-haired wolf owner!

...

"Boy, as long as you hand over the top innate spiritual treasure, I can spare your life."

The white-haired wolf master shouted domineeringly.

"Senior, I've found the wrong person. The person you are looking for is really not me!"

Jun Buyu replied helplessly.

"Do you dare to swear?"

The white-haired wolf master shouted: "As long as you make the vow of the nobles of the subordinates, you really don't have the best innate spiritual treasure in your hand, I can let you go immediately!"

Jun Buyu is silent.

"Hahahaha, it seems that although I found the wrong person, the younger generations are richer than the other!"

The white-haired wolf master burst into laughter.

"Boy, my previous promise is still valid. As long as you give me the best innate spiritual treasure, I will spare your life!"

The white-haired wolf master said again, worried that Jun Buyu would throw the magic weapon into the empty space when he was desperate.

"Forget it, please give me a gift. This treasure was left to me by an old friend, and it is impossible to give it to me."

Jun Buyu said lightly.

The white-haired wolf master laughed and said domineeringly: "Does the boy who overestimates himself think that a top-quality innate spiritual treasure can fight against the spiritual ancestor monk? Today, I will fulfill you!"

You said nothing and continued to go forward.

...

Swish-

Two rays of light flashed in the void.

The White-haired Wolf Lord is an ice cultivator, turning into an ice storm-like thing, using the sky-streeting, chasing it wildly. At which point, that void is frozen wildly!

Although it also incorporates ninth-level spiritual objects, the white-haired wolf master's step distance is obviously much further.

...

After another cup of tea, I chased him thousands of miles away.

Swish!

The ice storm flashed again and came to Jun Buyu's front. With a bang, the storm blew wildly at the space nodes, and the void began to shake quickly.

"Senior, this method cannot keep me."

Purple light flashed horizontally, and fled in a direction.

snort!

The white-haired wolf master snorted coldly. As a cultivator at the level of the Spirit Ancestor, he has his own confidence.

...

Huhu--

The sound of the void and the extremely cold wind blow wildly. Wherever it blows, a large area of ​​void sways.

But Jun Buyu was like the most flexible fish, and he flashed out easily every time and continued to escape into the distance.

...

Time passed little by little, and with the white-haired wolf master Gao Ming never blocked the other party. The old guy felt unhappy.

"Even if I can't keep you, I can sooner or later chase you until exhausted!"

The white-haired wolf master sent a cold message again.

"Yes, it's a good idea."

Jun Buyu praised and said lightly: "But I have started thinking about countermeasures for this situation a long time ago. I regret to tell my senior that this problem has been solved by me."

The white-haired wolf master was shocked and immediately snorted again: "I don't believe it!"

"Then please ask senior, and continue chasing."

You don't say anything lightly.

...

The two continued to pursue the fugitive.

Jun Buyu may have really good skills, but he certainly couldn't stand the number of people and began to turn to the desolate place on the edge of the Hundred Tribes' Holy Land.

One day or two days.

One month or two months.

Half a year.

...

The magic power of the white-haired wolf master inevitably began to dry up little by little, and Jun Buyu seemed to remain at the peak state, his speed did not weaken at all, and he did not decrease at all times, as if he was really never tired.

The meaning of despair began to spread in the heart of the white-haired wolf master.

...

Another few months have passed.

On this day, the white-haired wolf master finally gave up completely.

The old guy returned to his human form and stood in the void, looking at the light and shadow that was moving away, his eyes were particularly deep.

There was not much gloomy, only deep emotion, fatigue and shock.
To be continued...