Lin Xuan didn't know this, but considering the current situation, of course it would be better for him to escape as far away as possible.

Just four thousand miles away, it was far from being able to escape the threat. Lin Xuan had a plan from the beginning and kept moving.

Although the mana consumed by Phantom Escape is not trivial, Lin Xuan has not just practiced this secret technique. With his current profound mana, there is no problem even if he moves it more than ten times in a row, not to mention that Lin Xuan still has ten thousand years in his hands.

The strength of Spirit Milk's body is also far superior to that of the Dongxuan stage monsters, and it can support continuous movement.

That's why Lin Xuan dared not use the random teleportation talisman. He was sure to escape from the opponent's hands.

In the blink of an eye, the power of a cup of tea has passed.

In front of me, we walked through the deserted wasteland. There was a flash of light in a certain void, and Lin Xuan appeared in mid-air, his face a little pale.

To be on the safe side, Lin Xuan performed Phantom Escape dozens of times, taking a drop of Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk in between. Based on this calculation, he escaped at least a hundred thousand miles away.

Although in the eyes of beings like them, it would not take too long to fly over such a distance.

But at least it is out of the reach of the other party's consciousness.

If the other party is not prepared to grasp its own position and wants to pursue it, it is the same as finding a needle in a haystack.

After all, in the middle of using Phantom Escape, he changed his direction several times. It can be said that Lin Xuan doesn't even know where his exact position is now.

Even if the Holy Ancestor of Blaming Demons has the power to reach heaven and earth, how can he find it?

Lin Xuan was right as he expected.

The mysterious boy didn't move at all. He was suspended in mid-air on the same spot. His eyes were tightly closed, and the demonic eye in the middle of his forehead was also closed.

After a long time, he opened his eyes again.

"What a cunning boy. There is no trace of him within a radius of 20,000 miles. It seems that this guy is not only a body with five spiritual roots, but also has some incredible body refining skills. His physical strength is not inferior to that of a monster of the same level."

Clan, otherwise they are immortal cultivators in the late Dongxuan period, and they will never be able to use Phantom Escape continuously."

The mysterious boy raised his head, his face full of fire. This boy's body was simply tailor-made for him. If he could regain his former magical powers, it would be almost within reach.

It's a pity that not only his mana has dropped to the Dongxuan stage, but his spiritual consciousness has also been greatly damaged, so he cannot pinpoint the opponent's traces, otherwise he would not be allowed to leave here.

"Forget it, if I'm not mistaken, this kid should have come to the Holy World to find distraction pills. Although those materials are not worth mentioning in the eyes of this Holy Ancestor, he is just a foreign cultivator who wants to

It's not that easy to put it all together. From this, it can be speculated that he will stay in the holy world for hundreds of years. Hum, I won't let you escape. Little guy, the next time we meet, you will wait obediently to be snatched away.

go……,……,

A haha ​​of wild laughter reached his ears, and the mysterious boy's body became violent, and then turned into a black ball of light, shooting away like a bolt in the distance.

He didn't dare to delay here, otherwise those old monsters would never give up when they found themselves freed from their restraints.

This is a vast ice field, not knowing how far away from the Lonely Soul Desert. Heavy snow like goose feathers is falling, and as far as the eye can see, it is covered in snow.

As far as the eye can see, this place is also an inaccessible place, but the demonic energy is filled to the extreme, as if the heaven and earth and even the ice are releasing traces of demonic power.

Not only rich, but also pure.

Obviously, the entire ice sheet is covered with top-quality meridians.

Although the Demon Realm is vast in area, there are not many places like this.

It stands to reason that the major forces should fight fiercely to compete for this treasured land.

However, on the contrary, few people set foot on this ice sheet.

Even those high-ranking demons in the distracted stage who have to pass through this place are willing to spend a lot of effort to take a detour.

Of course, it was not that they were full from eating too much, but that this ice field had been owned for a long time. In the depths of the ice field, there was a building like a palace.

The Bingpo Saint Ancestor lives here.

This Ice Soul Wasteland is her palace. If any demon takes advantage of Xiong Xin's courage and dares to come here and act recklessly, then he is not hanging himself and seeking death.

However, there are always exceptions. Today, an uninvited guest came to the Ice Soul Wasteland.

Not only did she break into the depths of the Bingso Wasteland, she even treated the Holy Ancestor's palace as nothing and entered directly without being summoned.

It seemed like it was just a friend coming to visit.

This was indeed the case. The peripheral security was of no use to her at all. It was not until she entered the depths of the palace that the visitor was finally stopped.

The moment she stepped into a palace door.

Roar!

There was no sign at all, and a terrifying momentum burst out.

It's hard to describe in words, just the momentum seems to encompass the heaven and earth and pulverize it into powder.

If someone else were in a different place from her, even if they didn't die, they would probably be pushed out of the palace with blood spewing from their mouths.

However, the uninvited guest turned a blind eye. To him, this terrifying momentum was like a breeze passing by, and he could not feel it once.

"impossible!"

Surprised sounds reached the ears, light flashed deep in the palace, and a middle-aged man in Confucian robes appeared. He was quite handsome. However, this was just an appearance. If Lin Xuan were here, he would definitely be shocked.

Because even though the form has changed, the aura exuded by this man is the same as the split soul of the ancient demon he destroyed in Penglai Mountain.

And the body of the divided soul is an old monster at the level of a holy ancestor.

"Hey, Tianyuan, you are actually here. Could it be that you have taken refuge with Sister Bingpo?"

A surprised voice reached my ears, and the uninvited guest finally showed her true appearance. She was also a very beautiful woman, but there was a bit of anger between her eyebrows, and she looked about twenty-eighty-nine years old.

"Lord Bao She, yes!"

The middle-aged man in Confucian robes was stunned for a moment, and then he knelt down.

"Tian Yuan, you are also the Holy Ancestor, you don't need to be so polite." Bao Snake's voice reached her ears, with a bit of temptation. Of course, she did not do this intentionally, but it had something to do with the skills she practiced.

"Lord Bao She is joking. You are the ancestor of the true demon. Your status is not comparable to that of my ordinary demon ancestor."

The face of the monk in Confucian robes was full of respect. His words were not nonsense.

They are both Saint Ancestors, but the gap between the True Demon Ancestor and ordinary Saint Ancestors is simply incalculable. Not to mention that I am only at the early stage of Tribulation Transcendence, even the Saint Ancestors at the later stage of Tribulation Transcendence are far inferior to the True Demon Ancestors.

He knew that he was powerful, so how could he dare to be so presumptuous?

"Tianyuan, you haven't answered me yet, why are you here? Are you serving Sister Bingpo as the Saint Ancestor?"
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