Shu Jun once again put on a few palms from the air, smashing the bodies of these people to pieces, destroying the traces, and then he returned to Zhong Mo with confidence.
"Brother, how are you in good health?" Shu Jun asked with concern.
"It's okay, it's just that the natal flying sword exploded, causing some damage to my soul and meridians. I can't do it in a short time. Fortunately, you broke through to the level of the natal Yuanying in time, otherwise I would be dead just now.
.” Zhong Mo said with some fear.
"Haha, it's also a lucky person. He broke through his cultivation at a critical moment. It's a loss for you, brother, to buy me precious time." Shu Jun was very moved when he thought that Zhong Mo Ning had to protect outside the cave just now when he died, so he was very moved.
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"By the way, brother, didn't you say that it would take three days to break through to the realm of the natal Yuanying? It's still several hours away. Why was it so much ahead of time?" Zhong Mo suddenly remembered this incident.
"It's God's blessing. It will take me a while to break through, but after sensing the danger outside, I was anxious. I accidentally absorbed a trace of five-colored divine light and merged into my soul. Then my soul suddenly became full of energy.
It transforms into a form and becomes a natal Yuanying." Thinking of the previous situation, Shu Jun was also quite sad and could only explain it with luck.
"If we don't talk about this, what should we do now? This place will definitely be exposed soon. Should we find another place to hide it?" Zhong Mo asked while healing his wounds.
Shu Jun smiled and said, "We must have to wait in another place for a while, but when your injury recovers, we won't have to hide from each other."
"Why?"
"Because, then we will fight back to the evil city and reminisce with Sun Yan, so that he can know the price of bullying others and chasing me Shu Jun!" Shu Jun's eyes showed a cold murderous intent.
...
Half a month later, a deserted hill was covered.
The soil and rocks exploded and two figures shot out from the ground, which were Shu Jun and Zhong Mo.
"Brother, has your body completely recovered?" These days, Shu Jun has opened up a small space in the belly of the mountain bag, allowing Zhong Mo to recover quietly.
"Don't worry, you have completely recovered and you have not left any secret injuries. It's a pity that your cultivation is still at the level of the mythical golden elixir, and there is no sign of breakthrough at all." Zhong Mo sighed with regret.
"After all, it is a level of cultivation, and it is so easy to break through. As for the God-Slaying Art I use, the risk is too great. Brother, your soul is not as stable as mine. If you don't have a good time, you will easily lose your soul. And Sun Jing will definitely send him out.
I have searched for us everywhere, and I can't take the risk of letting you practice." Shu Jun comforted.
"Well, brother, I understand."
Zhong Mo was open-minded and quickly recovered and laughed: "What are we doing now? Go back to Kuaihuo Building and settle the score with Sun Jing?"
“No hurry,”
Shu Jun waved his hand, "No hurry now. Although we will eventually conflict with Sun Jing, there are still many cultivators in the evil city who are working for the Happy Building. If we rush over directly, we will be afraid we will
I was surrounded and killed by countless cultivators, and it was impossible for me to repeat the same mistakes."
Zhong Mo was stunned: "What should I do? Happy Tower offers a very high price to offer us a reward. As long as we capture or kill both of us alive, we can get a large sum of top-grade spirit stones. Those monks will naturally always go against us.
.”
Shu Jun raised his lips and smiled loudly: "The spirit stone must be useful only if it is alive. As long as they know the terrible price they need to pay to chase us, they will plant their fear deeply in their hearts, and naturally there will be few more.
I dare to help Kuaihuolou."
Zhong Mo nodded thoughtfully.
A few days later, the northeast of the city of evil.
More than twenty cultivators gathered together to search for the traces of Shu Jun and Zhong Mo.
Frightened by the terrifying strength that Shu Jun showed that day, many monks of the mythical Golden Pill level have given up the task of chasing Shu Jun and the other two. Even if the Happy Tower offers an extremely attractive price, some people are still relatively clear-headed.
Knowing your life is more important.
So now, among the monks who continue to search for Shu Jun, most of them are masters of the natal Yuanying level.
This team of monks is the strongest. Not only are there seven or eight monks who are tempted by interests to chase Shu Jun, but also a master from the Happy Building, sent by Sun Yan to lead the pair.
The monks chased Shu Jun and the others.
This master of Happy Tower, named Meng Ao, not only has the cultivation of the Natal Infant Great Perfection, but also a terrifying sword cultivator! According to rumors, Meng Ao even easily killed more than a dozen with his own strength with his power.
A master of the Nascent Soul level!
It was precisely because of this feat that Sun Jing guarded his subordinates.
"Hey, have you heard that? A few days ago, Wu Tianlin led more than a dozen masters of the natal Yuanying to chase Shu Jun and Zhong Mo, and then he went away forever. There is no news yet. I'm afraid it's a lot of luck.
!”
"How is that possible? Then Wu Tianlin is a master of the great perfection of the natal Nascent Soul, and his companions around him all have the cultivation of the natal Nascent Soul. Even if they really meet Shu Jun and the others, they will not lose? What's more, they're escaping continuously.
They didn't escape, it must be a rumor?"
"What rumors are? Many people already know. The news is true. It's just because Kuaihuo Tower is pressing, so no one dares to say it publicly."
"Damn, then we are going to chase Shu Jun and the others, aren't we also hitting the tiger's mouth?"
A whisper gradually sounded in the crowd.
"Hmph, what are you muttering!" Meng Ao, who was walking in the front, suddenly turned his head and shouted coldly to the monks behind him.
"No, I didn't say anything. The brothers are a little bored, so I just chatted with each other." Under the cover of Meng Ao's power, these monks certainly could not say what they were saying in their hearts.
"I tell you, Shu Jun and Zhong Mo offended our Happy Tower, and there will definitely be no good ending. As long as you kill them, you will definitely not have any of the spirit stones you promised you before, so I will give them all to me.
Be cheered up and use snacks, otherwise you can get out of the line and you won’t even get a piece of spirit stone!”
Meng Ao also knew the recent rumors, so he deliberately shouted in a very stern tone, which calmed down these monks.
"Hmph, he is just a bad boy in the realm of mythical Golden Pill. If I, Meng Ao, take action, I will definitely be able to kill him easily. At that time, Lord Sun Jing will definitely promote me vigorously."
Meng Ao narrowed his eyes and shone with a confident and fierce light. He had absolutely confidence in his strength. Although Shu Jun refined the strange five-color divine light and could destroy the spiritual imprint in the flying sword, that was just right.
It’s just a mob without preparation. For a sword cultivator like me, it’s not that easy to get my own flying sword.
While thinking in a daze, the monks beside him suddenly became chaotic.
"What's going on? Didn't I just say that I should concentrate on searching for Shu Jun's whereabouts? Why are you making noise?" Meng Ao glanced at everyone angrily.
"Mr. Meng Ao, look ahead..." A cultivator beside him stuttered and pointed.
Meng Ao looked in the direction he pointed, and his sword eyebrows jumped, his aura suddenly surged. He opened his mouth and spit out a crystal clear and cold flying sword, squinted his eyes and looked forward.
I saw two figures sitting leisurely not far ahead, smiling at Meng Ao, who were not Shu Jun and Zhong Mo?
"Shu Jun, our Kuaihuo Tower is about to find you, but you dare to appear in front of me on your own initiative? Today, I, Meng Ao, will kill you with my own hands!"
Meng Ao took a step forward, and the ice flying sword floating in front of him emitted a burst of white mist. The cold aura enveloped the surroundings, and the grass and trees were covered with a layer of white frost.
"You cooperate with me to attack, don't use flying swords, just use Taoist techniques to restrain Shu Jun's actions, don't let him escape!"
"Whoever kills whom is not sure!"
Shu Jun smiled slightly, his body suddenly rushed forward, turning into a black afterimage, approaching Meng Ao at a speed beyond imagination.
"court death!"
Meng Ao's pupils tightened, and cold murderous intent came out of his body. He didn't expect that he had no time to make a move, and Shu Jun dared to attack him on his own initiative.
"Ice Sword Qi!"
A silver-white sword light passed by, and a long white mark was left on the route the sword light passed by. It was the frost mist condensed by the extremely cold frozen air that frozen all the water vapor around.
Shu Jun felt the chill rising in front of him, and the face was tingling. Before the wide and cold sword light arrived, the bitter cold air that accused people of his skin had already made Shu Jun's body feel a little unmoved.
"It's so stupid, use the flying sword in front of me!"
Shu Jun smiled coldly, without dodging or avoiding, a five-colored divine light suddenly shot out, and he entangled towards the Hanfrost Sword in front of him.
"You are stupid!"
Meng Ao shouted, the sword light that had originally attacked Shu Jun suddenly changed, and the broad sword light that was more than ten feet long collapsed, and an extremely small transparent flying sword shot out from it, cleverly bypassing Shu Jun's five colors.
The divine light shot towards his body.
Shu Jun frowned. Unexpectedly, Meng Ao was actually a sword cultivator. He had such exquisite control over the flying sword, and the five-colored divine light did not work. He hurriedly used the Demon Escape to quickly dodge.
"Use Taoist magic to block his retreat!" Meng Ao yelled.
Many monks around him hurriedly used their debut technique to cover Shu Jun's surroundings and possible routes of dodging.
Their tactics are very obvious, which is to use Taoism to block Shu Jun's actions, and then let Meng Ao's sword cultivator maximize his strength.
While dodging the Ice Crystal Flying Sword, Shu Jun avoided the Taoist technique that was bombarded. He was accidentally wiped by a huge fire dragon, and his clothes were charred.
"Haha, with your strength, you will not die!" Meng Ao laughed arrogantly.
"Don't forget that I'm still there!" Zhong Mo rushed over from the side and shot out a top-quality flying sword that Li Shujun gave him, disturbing the monks' use of Taoism from the side. However, with his mythical golden elixir level strength,
It can only be disturbed. After all, most of these monks are masters of the Nascent Soul level.
"It should be time." A faint smile flashed across Shu Jun's mouth. Since he appeared, he has deliberately hidden his strength and even suppressed his strength to the level of the mythical golden elixir.
Just to counterattack unexpectedly!
Shu Jun, who was dodging rapidly, suddenly paused, his eyes widened, and a powerful aura erupted, pointing to the sword body of the Ice Crystal Flying Sword.
"Natural Yuanying?"
Meng Ao only discovered Shu Jun's true strength at this time, but it was too late. Meng Ao's previous absolute advantage made Meng Ao a little careless, so Shu Jun accurately hit his flying sword!