Immediately afterwards, a series of arcs poured down from the horizon like heavy rain.

At just a moment of incense, the disciples of Wuwei Gate, exposed in the lightning, were already unable to bear it. The body-protecting energy collapsed, their clothes turned into ashes, and their long hair stood upside down.

Of course, this thunder tribulation is fatal. If you can stay in the thunder tribulation, the stronger the tempering effect of the Dharma body will be.

As soon as the magic power was urged, a golden body protection light shield was once again supported.

Thunder sounded in my ears, and the entire Tiangang Mountain was covered with a colored arc.

Thunder whips hit Zhou's rocks, and lightning fluttered and smoke filled the dust, and the rocks shattered in a row.

As time passes by little by little, the light shield breaks and then breaks, and the thunder whip flying in the sky gradually becomes sparse.

The disciples of Wuwei Gate Academy just breathed a sigh of relief, but a creepy fear pressure suddenly came.

One hundred and ninety-nine fled

Feeling the strength of this divine consciousness, the disciples of Wuwei Gate were shocked. This divine consciousness did not come from Xuanming Holy Mountain, but from another direction. Obviously, there were cultivators blocking people in front.

"Uncle Huyang? Lei Dong? Interesting?"

Fan Rang murmured, his expression on his face was extremely strange, astonished, worried, and resentful, and suddenly opened his mind with a little bit of clue. After pondering for a moment, he turned his head and looked at the disciples of Wuwei Gate and said, "My friend Zhou, can you ask if you still have the 'Sky Escape Talisman' in your hand?"

"The elder means that the enemy is coming ahead, not the assistant?"

The disciple of Wuwei Gate asked cautiously, took out a square ebony box, handed it to Fan Rang, and said, "One more!"

There were strong enemies in front and pursuers behind. At such a critical moment, although there were two "Sky Exit Talismans" in their hands, the disciples of Wuwei Gate Academy were reluctant to take them out in a while.

Fan Rang couldn't help but look disappointed in his eyes. He hesitated that he did not go to pick up the wooden box. Instead, he sighed and said, "If I had guessed correctly, this person was not a junior brother Lei Dong. I'm afraid that it was Senior Brother Cangsong who had been incognito for many years. Only he would have known the situation in the Palace of the King of the Kings. He could confine his senior brother Emperor and expand his strength privately. I have already accepted a lot of your kindness. It's still unknown whether you can repay him in the future. You should still leave alone. Remember, the chaos in the Palace of the Kings of the Kings is about to begin. It's better if you don't have the identity of the envoy of the outer palace. The farther away from Fengdu, the better!"

After saying that, he looked north with his head raised, and a bit of playful intention appeared at the corner of his mouth, and said in a buzzing voice: "Junior Brother Lei, you are here just in time. With you and I will join forces. Qin Xin, isn't it worth mentioning for these betrayals of Jing Chong?"

The movement spread far away from the horizon like thunder, and the sleeves of the robe shook. A ball of red flames emerged from the soles of the feet, and a huge figure flew towards the north.

Looking at Fan Rang's back being engulfed by the rolling fire, a warm current surged in the hearts of the disciples of Wuwei Gate. It seemed that the old man in front of him was preparing to lure away the powerful enemy and give him a chance to escape alone. Somehow, the figure of the ebony Taoist suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Little fool, if you escape, don't worry about me, even if you run far away. No matter how far you run, I can find you!"

Back then, the stubborn and tenacious old man also let himself run away alone, and the same kind of sincere advice!

Suddenly, my heart felt warm and I blurted out, "Can this person's magical powers surpass you and me?"

"If I can return to the old situation, I will not be afraid of him. It's a pity... Forget it, you should just leave!"

"It's better for me to escape together. Youdu is so big, where can I have no place to live?"

The disciples of Wuwei Gate Academy were still unwilling to give up, and the movement became a little louder.

"One of you and me, of course, the strength is twice as strong. The opponents can gather all the people together. Have you not noticed that, except for the idiots just now, there are at least a powerful enemy in other directions that use their spiritual sense to determine you and me? This person has been entering the fairyland of the stage for more than a thousand years. With his magical powers and escape speed, he will sooner or later catch up with you and me, unless there is the above 'Sky Escape Talisman'. You and I may be able to escape safely!"

Fan Rang said without looking back, with a little desolation in the movement, but his escape speed suddenly increased greatly.

"Upgraded Immortal?"

The disciples of Wuwei Gate Academy whispered, shook their heads, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of their mouths.

In just this short moment, more than a dozen divine thought powers of varying strength had swept from all directions. Among these monks, the worst was the state of the first-level earth immortal. Even if Fan Rang could lead a large part of it, the remaining small part should not be underestimated. Moreover, there was an upper-level earth immortal in the middle. If this person left Fan Rang and ignored him and came for himself, it would be really not easy to calmly withdraw!

Thinking of this, all the spiritual senses suddenly spread out and swept towards Zhou. Then, he looked towards the east. With the magic power, a dazzling green light flew out from his body and drove a storm and galloped away. Soon, the figure had turned into a faint blue light thread, appearing and ignoring among the flowing clouds and fog.

Escape from this direction, although the monks near Xuanming Holy Mountain simply chased after him, they were far away from the "upper-level immortal".

With the current strong wind spirit power in the disciples of Wuwei Gate, even if they do not attract wings, they are not inferior to ordinary first-level earth immortals. Even those middle-level earth immortals who do not use escape skills may not be able to catch up easily. At this moment, hiding their shortcomings is not a bad thing. If the opponent can ignore it, there will be more hope of escaping.

As for the Tiandun Talisman, it is natural that you cannot use it at will until the crisis is in a state of crisis. Otherwise, if the randomly teleported talisman will be sent to the other party, it will be transported home.

One green and one red lights and shadows are one east and the other north, walking quickly like lightning, and the moment of a stick of incense is less than apart, hundreds of miles away from each other.

When he noticed that the disciples of Wuwei Gate were walking away, Fan Rang's figure suddenly changed direction and rushed towards the west. With the sound of explosion, his escape speed increased again. The rolling fire clouds passed by like a meteor, leaving a long tail on the horizon.

"Old man, dare to cheat me!"

In the distance, a dazzling silver light was flying towards Fan Rang's location. When he found an abnormality, the silver ball of light suddenly stopped in the air. Inside the ball of light, a thin and delicate young man with a silver robe with a blue face seemed to be spewing out of his eyes.

After pondering for a moment, the skeleton inside his body suddenly announced a sound like a bean. His figure distorted and turned into a middle-aged man with a white robe and jade crown, and the spiritual pressure rushed out of his body was much higher than that before. He turned his head and looked in another direction, his lips moved, and whispered silently for a few words. Then, he ignored Fan Rang, drove a storm, turned around and chased towards the direction of the disciples of Wuwei Gate School escape.

In an instant, the man's figure had turned into a dazzling white light column. Wherever he passed, the flowing clouds in the sky seemed to be split in half, and even the void was trembling gently.

In the other direction, a fat-headed and big-eared monk with a yellow robe smiled and flew leisurely in the air with a white cloud. It seemed that the speed was not fast, but the mountains, rivers and land under his feet were retreating quickly to the rear. Suddenly, the monk frowned slightly and stopped in the air. Then, he changed direction and chased Fan Rang.

The scholars of Mayi, Qiu Longzi, Zhong Chi, Zi Yan and others divided into two teams, chasing the disciples of Wuwei Gate and the disciples of Fan Rang. The number of people chasing the disciples of Wuwei Gate was obviously more than those who were chasing Fan Rang.

After half an hour, the situation was already bright. After the death of the disciples of Wuwei Gate, the hands of the people chasing the disciples of Wuwei Gate were divided into balls. Zi Yan, Qiu Longzi and a man in golden armor chased them in front. Other monks with a slower speed had a distance from the person. In the other direction, the white-robed man had the farthest interval from the disciples of Wuwei Gate, but the speed was faster than these two groups of people.

A white light suddenly flashed on the back of the disciples of Wuwei Gate, and a pair of bone wings were randomly produced. The green lights and shadows swept around them immediately rushed towards the bone wings. With a swell of wings, the wind and thunder sounds on the back, and suddenly, a series of space ripples emerged after death. Green light flashed, and the figure was now thousands of feet away, just like teleportation. In the moment of tea, the disciples of Wuwei Gate were almost twice as fast as before.

After a hundred miles after his death, Qiu Longzi led the way and found that the disciples of Wuwei Gate had accelerated their escape. A fierce look flashed in their eyes. Subaru's head made a roar like a dragon. The bones in his body burst into swells, and his figure distorted and turned into a dragon-like monster with a large flesh-winged wings of ten feet long on his back. It looked like a bird but not a bird, and it looked like a dragon but not a dragon. It was covered with blue scales as big as fists, its claws were as thick as buckets, and the edges of a pair of flesh-winged wings were covered with white bone spurs, which looked ferocious and violent.

He turned his head and looked at the two golden and purple lights that followed him after his death, and said in a buzzing voice: "Let's go!"

The man in golden armor and Zi Yan looked at each other, and coincidentally accelerated their escape speed, and flew on Qiu Longzi's broad back.

While the wings were shaking, Storm Gao Wen and Qiu Longzi's speed were the same faster than twice as fast.

In the distance, the white light column transformed by a middle-aged man in white robe shone brightly, and the same speed increased greatly.

After another half an hour, the white light column roared over the head of the slow-moving monk. A cold movement came from the light column: "A waste who is living a life of silence, dares to cheat in front of the deity, what's the use of keeping you?"
Chapter completed!