Pang Long and others quickly replenished their spiritual energy after taking the elixir. They sacrificed the sword fetus and quickly pursued. Soon they caught up with Ling Tian and others. Chen Fan and others were anxious. After Ling Tian and Jin Shaer's explanations, their mood changed.

Feel a lot more relaxed, keep moving forward quickly.

The sky was shrouded in black clouds, and soon night fell. The ancient battlefield was filled with gloomy winds, and one or two miserable roars from unknown sources could be heard from time to time, making the atmosphere even more bizarre and creepy.

On the ancient battlefield at night, the aura of death became more and more intense, and a wave of terrifying pressure shrouded people, making people tremble in their hearts, and they could only use their skills to resist it.

Pang Long and others must try their best to resist this aura. Most of their concentration will be consumed on it, and their speed will undoubtedly be greatly reduced. As Ling Tian Jinsha'er said, Pang Long and the others also have scruples, so they do not dare to take excessive amounts of pills. This makes

They added insult to injury and the speed became even slower.

Chen Fan and others were enveloped by Ling Tian's Buddhist aura, so they did not have to distract themselves from resisting the aura of death, and their speed did not drop. After chasing for half a night, they finally saw the sword light of Pang Long and others. They were overjoyed, and then they pursued them. Soon they

Caught up with them.

At this time, the situation of Pang Long and others was very bad. Their faces were pale, most of their eyes were sunken, and their eyes were dull. At a glance, it was obvious that this was caused by a heavy mental exertion. Looking at their extremely embarrassed appearance, Chen Fan

The others sneered again and again.

"Brother Pang, seeing how exhausted you are, it's time for you to take a rest." Ling Tian said in a very calm tone.

"Humph, I don't have to worry about it, we can still hold on." Pang Long sneered, but he still said something.

"Hehe, Senior Brother Pang, there is still about a day left before we can leave the ancient battlefield. Can you hold on? If it doesn't work, just admit defeat. Why bother doing this." Jin Shaer smiled and said softly.

Jinsha'er's whole body was covered with brilliance. In this dark night, she was as beautiful as a fairy in the moon palace.

Pang Long's face was livid, he snorted coldly, and ignored Jin Sha'er, but the woman named Yan beside him spoke, with a strong tone of tiredness in her tone, but she was very stubborn: "Senior Sister Jin, the competition hasn't started yet.

At the end of the day, the outcome is still uncertain, so don’t jump to conclusions prematurely.”

"Yeah, that's right." Jin Sha'er said softly, then looked at the woman, her eyes full of guilt: "Junior Sister Yanling, it's Senior Sister, I'm lying, and Senior Sister hereby apologizes to you. By the way, by the way

Just a reminder, junior sister, you have thick dark circles under your eyes, so you need to take a good rest."

"Oh, is it true?" Yan Ling was very panicked, and then she took out a mirror-like magic weapon and hurriedly looked at it. Then she curled her lips and said with a cry in her tone: "Wow, is it true? This

But what should we do?"

"Junior sister, women need to have a good rest." Jin Shaer kindly reminded her.

"Well, thank you, senior sister, for reminding me. I understand." Yan Ling looked filled with gratitude, and then looked at Pang Long longingly: "Senior Brother Pang, should we take a break."

Pang Long's face turned livid, then he looked at Yan Ling and glared angrily: "Junior sister Yan, we are still competing, you..."

Yan Ling shrank when he glared at her, and she didn't dare to say anything anymore. But she peeked at Pang Long from time to time, looking very aggrieved. There was some strange emotion in her eyes, she was obviously a goddess.

I have a dream, and I wonder if Pang Long, the Prince of Xiang, has any intention.

"Sigh, Senior Brother Pang Long, you are so fierce, be careful not to find a partner." Jin Shaer sighed, knowing what Yan Ling was thinking. Although she said to Pang Long, she kept staring at Yan Ling, her tone

Very meaningful.

Yan Ling was so flustered by what she saw that her pretty face turned red without realizing it. She glanced at Pang Long secretly, blinking her eyes lightly, full of hope, but what she saw was Pang Long's extremely sinister look.

Face, she was filled with sadness for a moment.

"Junior Sister Jin, have you said enough? It's time to leave." Pang Long said coldly.

Jin Shaer ignored him, glanced at Yan Ling, shook her head, sighed, and then left with her sword.

"Senior Brother Pang Long, I'm sorry, I..." Yan Ling looked at Pang Long and said weakly.

"It's okay. I was too anxious just now. It's me who should apologize." Pang Long said without saying a word. Then he turned his head and looked at the brothers and asked: "Think about what we should do now."

manage?"

When Yan Ling heard Pang Long's apology, she was inexplicably surprised. Then she looked up and saw Pang Long's perfunctory look. She lamented over and over again in her heart.

The other disciples didn't pay attention to Yan Ling's expression. They thought hard, and soon they all shook their heads, obviously unable to think of any good solution.

"Senior Brother Pang, I have a way." Yunxiao was led by Bai Feng at this time. He said from behind. Then without waiting for Pang Long's reply, he continued: "You are divided into two groups. One group takes the elixir and then uses the sword fetus.

Fly and take another group, and the people in this group will recover their spiritual energy on the sword body."

"Senior Brother Yun, I'm afraid it will be even more difficult for this group to lead the people. They..." Yan Ling's eyes were full of doubts.

Yun Xiao smiled sinisterly and interrupted Yan Ling directly: "Hey, the speed of the sword embryo is not slow even with one person. When this group of spiritual energy is exhausted, the resting group will continue to be divided into two groups, and then follow the same pattern.

, as long as the last person sprints with all his strength, the final victory will definitely be ours."

"Okay, let's do it like this." Pang Long's eyes lit up and he immediately agreed to this method.

"Senior Brother Pang, if this happens, many of us will be punished by Ling Tian and others." Yan Ling said weakly.

"Hmph, as long as one of us is the first to break out of the ancient battlefield, that means we win." Pang Long said fiercely, then he glanced at everyone and said: "Hurry up, those with poor cultivation will bring the ones with higher cultivation."

of."

Yan Ling hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded helplessly.

Yunxiao's method is to sacrifice many people to fulfill one person, but the agreement with Lingtian is that as long as one person wins, it is victory, so this method is the best, but it hurts some people's self-esteem.

In this way, Wan Jianya's disciples followed Yun Xiao's method. One group of disciples took the elixir, sacrificed the sword embryo, took another group of people, and chased eastward at lightning speed.

Time passes slowly, and the night gradually recedes. Although the ancient battlefield is still shrouded in ink clouds, the cold atmosphere has faded a lot. This may be because the light above the ink clouds is the most annoying thing for those dead spirits.

"Brother Lingtian, those people from Wan Jianya probably can't catch up, hehe, we will definitely win." Hua Min'er smiled brightly, looking excited.

Ling Tian smiled slightly, but soon the smile froze on his face, because he heard a whistling sound behind him. The sound was as loud as thunder, and he knew it was Yu Jian Fei coming from the moment he heard it.

Ling Tian and others looked back and faintly saw several sword lights, and the sharp sword intent seemed to come through thousands of mountains and rivers.

"Hey, brother Ling Tian, ​​how could they catch up?" Hua Min'er was puzzled.

Ling Tian shook his head and said nothing. He stared behind him, looking thoughtful.

"Hey, that's not right, Ling Tian. There are only ten sword lights behind, and there are more than twenty of them. Where did the rest of them go? Did they give up?" Long Shun frowned slightly, looking confused.

"No, behind them, the two of them are riding on a sword body." Chen Fan soon discovered that there were two people on the sword body. He blurted out, and then looked confused: "What do they want to do?

?”

Jin Shaer and Ling Tian looked at each other, and then said in unison: "Oh no, they actually thought of such a method."

"Huh? What can I do?" Yao Yu blinked, not knowing why.

"Let's go, let's go quickly. Let's take the elixir and fly as fast as possible." Ling Tian did not answer Yao Yu's words and urged him anxiously.

Ling Tian had already established a good prestige among Chen Fan and others. Seeing his eager look, everyone chose to obey his words without hesitation, and then swallowed the pills one after another. Suddenly, their whole bodies were filled with spiritual energy, and their swords were under their feet.

Guangda works, and his speed reaches a higher level.

Although the disciples of Wanjianya have high cultivation levels, their long-term fast flight to resist the pressure of death has exhausted most of their minds. Although the speed of the sword is amazing, even with one person, it is not as fast as Ling Tian and others.

Pretty much, now they can only follow Ling Tian tightly.

After a while, those Wanjianya disciples finally couldn't bear it anymore. Pang Long shouted loudly, and the ten people on the sword body divided into two groups, and then turned into five rays of mysterious light and continued to pursue.

The ten people in the first group retracted their sword tires, and then slowly flew in the air, recovering while flying. Fortunately, there were Mo Yun and others behind them, so their safety was not a problem.

Since these people had recovered for a period of time, their speed was faster. Although they brought one person with them, they were still one point faster than Ling Tian and others, so they slowly caught up.

Seeing that the distance between him and Ling Tian and others was getting closer and closer, Pang Long was very excited. A sharp light flashed in his eyes and he said to himself: "Humph, Ling Tian, ​​I will surprise you later."

"Brother Lingtian, what should we do? Their speed is faster than before. I'm afraid they will catch up with us soon." Hua Min'er frowned slightly, with a look of worry on his face.

"Yes, Brother Ling, we can't go on like this." Ji Hao frowned, and suddenly he looked fierce and said: "Brother Ling, why don't you just leave us alone, your speed is much faster than ours, as long as you win

If we win, we will win.”

Ling Tian shook his head and said solemnly: "I will never give up on a comrade, and I said before that if we want to win, we must win beautifully and give them a loud slap in the face, otherwise we will not let out the evil in our hearts."

Hearing Ling Tian say the word "companion", Chen Fan and others' eyes lit up and their expressions were slightly excited. A strange emotion filled their bodies, and they felt very at ease.

"Okay, we are not far away from the ancient battlefield. They may not be able to defeat us for a while, but we still have a good chance of winning." Minghao said loudly.

Everyone's worries subsided for a moment, and then they gathered their remaining strength and hurried out of the ancient battlefield.

What Ling Tian didn't know was that it was precisely because he said his companion's words today that he had many loyal partners in the future. These people made indelible contributions to his Lingxiao Pavilion and became his most trusted companions.

Of course, this is a topic for later, so we won’t mention it for now.
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