Seeing Shen Lang's expression, Hua Ziling had words stuck in her mouth, but she still didn't say anything.
Whether he can survive or not is still a question now. Let’s wait until he can really escape and ascend to heaven.
The purple electric flying boat reached its extreme speed and headed towards the Yuanhe Sea area in the northern part of the Tianhai Sea.
Three days later, over Tianlei City.
A ray of purple light streaked across the sky, traveling at extremely fast speeds, heading towards the north through the sky.
Occasionally, some foundation-building monks in the sky saw this escaping light as fast as a meteor, and were so frightened that they fled away, showing expressions of horror and horror.
The purple escaping light is none other than Lei Batian himself.
After learning about Lei Shuai's death, he rushed to Tianlei City as soon as possible, found Lei Shuai's body, and also tracked Shen Lang's aura.
Thinking that his son was killed by a human monk, Lei Batian was naturally extremely furious. He secretly swore in his heart that he would cut Shen Lang's corpse into thousands of pieces and extract his soul to refine his soul! Lei Batian chased Shen Lang along with his breath.
After chasing for several days, he flew out of Tianlei Island and flew towards the north of Tianhai.
Shen Lang still underestimated the ability of the eighth-level demon cultivator. He thought that no matter how powerful Lei Batian was, it would not be so easy to track him in the vast sky.
But in fact, when his strength reaches the level of Nascent Soul stage, many methods are beyond what Shen Lang can imagine.
The eighth-level demon cultivator is extremely powerful and can use secret techniques to track the enemy's aura, and the validity period can even reach one or two months.
Lei Batian had already locked onto Shen Lang's escape position and started to chase him at full speed.
Somewhere in the sky.
On the sparkling sea level, a small boat suddenly appeared. On the small boat stood two low-level monks of the third level of Qi Refining, with dull expressions.
At this moment, a purple light flew from the sky. The light was even mixed with the sound of thunder, and the momentum was extremely shocking.
When the two low-level monks with dull expressions saw this, they immediately used the lion's roar technique and began to curse.
"Lei Batian, old dog, get out of here!" "Lei Batian, you bastard, come out and kneel down and lick me!" Lei Batian, who was flying well in the sky, suddenly heard shouts and curses coming from the sea.
He was stunned for a moment, then became furious.
"What the fuck?" Someone actually dared to scold him? Lei Batian wondered for a moment whether there was something wrong with his ears.
He stopped flying and said angrily: "You are a small human being, you actually insulted me?" Lei Batian's voice was like thunder, and the air was shaking and roaring as the waves rose.
Faced with Lei Batian's murderous aura that was so strong and substantial, the two low-level monks turned a deaf ear and continued to yell and curse.
"My son Lei Batian, I greet the eighteenth generation of your ancestors!" "Lei Batian, you big bastard!" "Roar!!!" Lei Batian roared wildly, his eyes blazing with anger.
Damn it, when has he, the majestic Lord of the Tianlei Islands, ever been so angry? Lei Batian waved his hand, and a few thick thunderbolts directly smashed the two low-level monks on the boat to pieces! Even the boat was stunned.
Turned into powder.
Lei Ba couldn't breathe smoothly, and then he felt that something was a little strange. How could a mere low-level monk be so brave and dare to insult him? Anyway, these two reckless trash are already dead, Lei Ba
Tian Yin had a sullen face and continued to follow his breath, flying towards the northern part of Tianhai.
At this moment, Shen Lang, who was meditating with his eyes closed on the Zidian Flying Boat, suddenly opened his eyes and his face became a little ugly.
Shen Lang actually used the puppet talisman for two purposes. One was to hinder Lei Batian's tracking, and the other was to find out Lei Batian's location.
After those low-level monks were possessed by Shen Lang's puppet talisman, once they were killed or died, Shen Lang could sense it.
This way we can judge whether Lei Batian is chasing after him or not.
Noticing that Shen Lang looked wrong, Hua Ziling asked curiously: "Shen Lang, what happened?" "Oh no, Lei Batian is chasing me!" Shen Lang said, his face extremely gloomy.
Hua Ziling's pretty face immediately changed color, and she gritted her teeth and said, "This...how did he catch up?" Shen Lang shook his head: "I don't know, the strength of the eighth-level demon cultivator is certainly beyond our ability.
imagination.
They probably found our scent and caught up with them.
With that guy's speed, he can catch up with us in a few days!" "Then what should we do?" Hua Ziling said anxiously.
"Don't worry, I have a plan that may interfere with Lei Batian's tracking!" Shen Lang looked solemn and told Hua Ziling the functions and drawbacks of the blood soul spell in "Xuan Emperor Qianyuan Record".
"After this spell is successfully cast, it can seal 99% of one's own cultivation and aura.
I will tell you the formula of this spell now, please remember it.
Shen Lang explained for a while and then told Hua Ziling the formula of the Blood Soul Talisman.
The Blood Soul Talisman must be cast on himself, and Shen Lang could only guide Hua Ziling with all his strength, so that she could learn the spell as soon as possible before Lei Batian tracked them down.
While Shen Lang was controlling the Zidian Flying Boat, he was guiding Hua Ziling to learn the Blood Soul Talisman.
The Blood Soul Curse is an extremely clever Qi-condensing technique created by Emperor Xuan, which can almost completely eliminate one's own breath and soul breath.
Even masters at the Nascent Soul stage have difficulty sensing it.
Fortunately, Hua Ziling's talent and understanding were high enough, and with Shen Lang's guidance, this girl finally learned the Blood Soul Talisman in one day.
Shen Lang first cast the Blood Soul Curse on himself, sealing his own cultivation and aura.
Hua Ziling also successfully performed the spell without any danger.
Fortunately, the purple electric flying boat does not need to be driven by human spiritual power. It only needs to consume the Five Elements Spiritual Stone and Spiritual Crystal to operate.
the other side.
"Lei Batian, my mother is the sun!" "Lei Batian, you are such a turtle bastard! Haha, if you have the guts to fight me!" There was another small boat floating on the sea, with two low-ranking people with dull expressions.
The monk cursed loudly at Lei Batian, who was flying in the sky, and laughed wildly while cursing.
"A bunch of rubbish, go to hell for me!" Lei Batian's face turned livid with anger, and he swung two bolts of thunder and lightning, killing the two low-level monks who were yelling at the sea.
He found that every few hundred miles he flew, there would always be two or three low-level human monks sitting in small boats, insulting him on the sea, and they were not afraid of death.
As a result, Lei Batian had to stop from his rapid flight every time to kill these humans.
Lei Batian was not mentally retarded, and he guessed that this must be Shen Lang's trick! That kid deliberately wanted to use this method to delay time.
But every time he heard the screams and curses of these tiny humans, Lei Batian couldn't help but stop and kill these trash.
This kind of flying and stopping greatly affected his speed.
Mainly because they scolded him so harshly that it made Lei Ba Qiang feel bad.
He is a majestic Thunder Emperor, and he has never been scolded like this! Lei Batian forced himself to calm down. Anyway, there is no way that the boy named Shen Lang can escape from his hands. Don't worry about these human garbage for now.
It flew another few hundred miles.
"Hahaha, I heard that there is a big bastard in Tianhai named Lei Batian.
This monster is as timid as a mouse and extremely insignificant!" "My son Lei Batian, I'm going to blow your glans off!" "I, fuck! Die to me! Die! Die!" Lei Batian didn't want to go at all.
No matter what, this scolding was too damn unbearable! He was so angry that his eyes were bloodshot and his orifices were filled with smoke.