Ahead is a spacious official road, with dense ancient pine trees growing on both sides. Their branches and leaves are crisscrossed, blocking out the stars in the night sky. To the north of the official road, there is an endless jungle with the constant chirping of insects.
The sound came out, adding a touch of desolation to the dark night.
Wang Teng's two black eyes rolled around in their sockets like gems. Without even realizing it, he saw clearly the power distribution of the Qingyang Sect disciples in front of him. With his current cultivation level, he wanted to escape from their siege.
It's not difficult.
To the north is an endless mountain forest, known as the Dongning Mountains, which spreads from here to the cultivator territory of Great Zhou City, which is completely different from Tianning City. That territory is much more prosperous than Tianning City. As long as you can successfully escape into
Inside, your risk is greatly reduced.
Naturally, it is impossible for Wang Teng to go to Tianning City with this group of people. Although he changed his name to "Dali Zi" and used the Changing Heaven and Earth Technique to change his appearance, as long as a cultivator with a higher level of cultivation can still find out some clues.
Once the identity is exposed, the consequences will be disastrous.
Everyone was silent all the way. Half an hour later, they followed the official road for hundreds of miles and were about to enter another city, where there were more Qingyang Sect disciples. The cultivators surrounding Wang Teng were now
He also completely relaxed his vigilance, including the middle-aged cultivator in the Qi Refining Realm.
"You Qingyang Sect bully others too much. I'm really in an emergency, so I won't accompany you." At this moment, Wang Teng suddenly let out a loud shout, and his body was like a giant mountain, crashing towards the three or four cultivators in front of him.
Before those cultivators had time to react, they were knocked away like a kite with its string cut off. Wang Teng's legs suddenly exerted force, like compressed springs, and he suddenly rose into the sky and jumped into the sky.
The meter-high ancient pine leaves two deep footprints on the ground.
"Bold! He is afraid of crime and absconding. He is most likely the murderer. Boy, you are dead." The middle-aged cultivator is a master of Qi Refining Realm after all. He reacted immediately. He shouted angrily and had three or four cards in his hand.
The talisman burned and turned into a dazzling divine light like the sun rising into the sky.
This is a talisman used to call other cultivators. It can be quickly sensed even thousands of miles away. The cultivators of Qingyang Sect have long been pursuing the murderer with the idea of rather than letting go of the wrong person. Once they find out that there is something wrong
The person who cooperates with you, no matter whether he is the murderer or not, first use all your strength to catch him.
"Chase!" The nearby Qingyang Sect disciples, led by the middle-aged cultivator, also jumped onto the ancient pine tree and chased Wang Teng. In nearby cities, other Qingyang Sect disciples received the alarm.
They also rushed here and joined the operation to capture Wang Teng.
Without looking back, Wang Teng followed the ancient pine trees and plunged into the endless Dongning Mountains to the north in an instant. Although this mountain range was complex, dangerous and vast, Wang Teng did not care at all.
Dare to relax.
Because he knows nothing about the Dongning Mountains, it seems that it will take a lot of effort to find the correct way to the Great Zhou City. During this period, the cultivators of Qingyang Sect will definitely hire practitioners who are familiar with this place.
The cultivators came to search for him. If he were not careful, his whereabouts would be exposed.
Not to mention anything else, the Qingyang Sect disciples behind him were chasing after him at the moment. Although he was fast, he was not familiar with the roads in the mountains and forests, so he was gradually being overtaken by them. Fortunately, he overcame them.
After a mountain ridge, there is a relatively flat ancient forest in front, which is very conducive to acceleration.
Wang Teng was like a dexterous flying swallow, jumping up to the top of the ancient tree in a few seconds. Originally, the ancient forest was dark and full of noisy insects and beasts. But the top of the ancient tree was completely different.
The sky above our heads was dark blue, and the stars were densely packed with bright starlight, coating the entire mountain range with a layer of light blue.
However, Wang Teng had no intention of admiring this romantic and beautiful scene. His jumping ability was very strong, and he easily jumped from one ancient tree to another. He walked on the top of the tree as if he were walking on the ground. Gradually, behind him,
The cultivator was once again left behind, and Wang Teng entered a valley.
The reason why he ran away in such a hurry was not because he was afraid of the Qingyang Sect disciples behind him, but because he was worried about the people who came to support them. When he was not completely sure of getting rid of the supporting people, he would not easily attack the cultivators who were chasing him.
Take action.
By the middle of the night, Wang Teng had traveled seven to eight hundred miles and entered the inaccessible area of the Dongning Mountains. Once here, he could finally calm down and deal with those who were chasing him.
The darkness in the forest was like a protective layer, completely submerging Wang Teng in it. No one could detect his presence. Slowly, rapid footsteps approached, and the group of Qingyang Sect disciples finally detoured around the path and caught up here.
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"Damn it, do you think you can escape? If you dare to disobey my Qingyang Sect, even if you are not the murderer, you will still be doomed this time." Voices echoed in the ancient forest.
"The disciples of the Yuhuang Sect are also coming here. They have given orders that anyone who dares to disrupt the order of the investigation will definitely be killed if they don't take the Yuhuang Sect seriously." The middle-aged cultivator looked at the ancient forest.
Zhongsao scanned around, seeming to sense that Wang Teng was hiding nearby, so he wanted to disrupt Wang Teng's mood with threatening words.
In the darkness, a sneer appeared at the corner of Wang Teng's mouth. What about the Yuhuang Sect? Others were afraid of him, but he was not. Since the group of Qingyang Sect disciples in front of him wanted to kill him, he did not need to be polite to them.
A ray of silvery cold light bloomed quietly in a corner of the ancient forest. A Qingyang Sect disciple's mouth was tightly covered with a hand, and his heart was pierced by a sword but he couldn't scream at all. Silently, Wang Teng
A life was harvested.
"Pfft!" One after another, four or five Qingyang Sect disciples were killed. The middle-aged cultivator's ears twitched slightly, and he suddenly shot a sharp knife from his waist to the left, stabbing a tree with a thud.
On the ancient tree, the blade of the sword was still trembling.
"Where are we going!" The middle-aged cultivator shouted, and nearly ten Qingyang Sect disciples around him formed an orderly circle and surrounded the ancient tree.
Wang Teng smiled faintly, turned out from behind the ancient tree, threw the corpse in his hand on the ground, and glanced at the group of cultivators in front of him calmly.
"Dalizi, do you know what you are doing? Why don't you accept your capture and wait for the fate of the Yuhuangmen disciples?" The middle-aged cultivator had long seen that Wang Teng's cultivation level was at the first level of Qi refining, which was similar to his.
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But after all, the other party is just a casual cultivator, and he is a disciple of the Qingyang Sect. He has learned a lot of skills, and he is definitely not much worse than the other party. In addition, the words "Yuhuang Sect" can suppress the other party's spirit from any aspect.
It seems that I have the upper hand.
"What a joke! Are the disciples of the Yuhuang Sect great? I'll kill every one of them. Get out of my way, otherwise don't blame me for being rude." Wang Teng shouted loudly with a confident look.
The more he behaved like this, the more the middle-aged cultivator felt that he was bluffing, and couldn't help but sneered and said: "You are just a bit too talkative. In this case, today I will kill you first and then the consequences."
Let’s talk later.”
After the middle-aged cultivator finished speaking, he waved to the nearly ten remaining cultivators around him. Several powerful talismans flew out of these cultivators. Flames, storms, and even thunder and lightning flooded the sky towards Wang Teng.
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Wang Teng's expression was slightly solemn, and a fiery red zhenqi suddenly rushed out of his body, attaching them to his fists, and kept bombarding them with the power of the talisman. As soon as he used his zhenqi, the middle-aged cultivator sneered.
I got up and saw Wang Teng's potential clearly.
"I thought you were so great, but I didn't expect you to be a piece of trash with eighteen bones." The middle-aged cultivator laughed loudly.
He only has twenty bones. He practiced hard in the Qingyang Sect for more than ten years before reaching the first level of Qi refining. He never thought that there was anyone more useless than him. A cultivator with eighteen bones can cultivate to
There are naturally Qi refining realms, but the number is not too many. And the further you go in cultivation, the harder it is to break through, and it may even be impossible to condense the Nascent Soul at all.
In the world of cultivation, from ancient times to the present, there is almost no such cultivator who can cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage. No matter how good his physical body is and Daolian's birth attributes are excellent, he will be looked down upon by those strong people.
Wang Teng didn't say anything. This was the first time he used his true energy to fight an enemy, so he wasn't very skilled. In the eyes of the middle-aged cultivator, he felt more and more that Wang Teng was a waste. He didn't even have true energy.
It doesn't operate smoothly.
Even so, Wang Teng still broke the power of each talisman and rushed in front of several cultivators. Wherever his fist passed, these cultivators were directly shocked to death.
"Trash, suffer death!" After finding out Wang Teng's strength, the middle-aged cultivator's confidence suddenly increased. He suddenly rushed behind Wang Teng, and slapped him hard with his right hand full of cyan energy.
Wang Teng’s head is full of melon seeds.
The scene of exploding like a watermelon appeared in the mind of the middle-aged cultivator. He had already seen Wang Teng's tragic death.
"Twenty bones, wind attribute Qi." Wang Teng suddenly turned around, punched out with his right hand, and collided with the middle-aged cultivator. There was a snap on the palm of the middle-aged cultivator.
There was a snapping sound, and the smile on his face froze.
He spat out a mouthful of blood, his expression was as if he had seen a ghost, his body kept staggering back, and hit a big tree, causing the green leaves to fly all over the sky.
"Impossible, you obviously only have eighteen bones, how can you be so powerful? Could it be that you are..." The middle-aged cultivator's mouth suddenly opened. He couldn't believe his eyes. Wang Teng, this person in front of him
Could it be that this person is Wang Teng? Only he has such a perverted body.
Wang Teng ignored the middle-aged cultivator at all, leaving a trail of afterimages on the spot, and quickly attacked the remaining Taoist realm cultivators. Those cultivators were no match for Wang Teng. They had already
He was stunned by Wang Teng's power. Almost every time he punched, a cultivator fell down, completely saying goodbye to this world.
In just half a minute, all the Qingyang Sect disciples were killed, leaving only the middle-aged cultivator, who still looked a little dazed at this time.
"Wang Teng, it's you, no wonder, no wonder you don't dare to go back with us." The middle-aged cultivator stared at Wang Teng with his eyes wide open, frightened and angry.
"That's right, it's me." Wang Teng smiled gently and walked towards the middle-aged cultivator step by step. However, in the eyes of the middle-aged cultivator, the smile was as terrifying as the devil's grin.
"Wang Teng, you can only rely on your physical strength. Your true energy is so weak that you can't kill me at all. Just wait and see, soon this Dongning Mountains will become your burial place."
After knowing the identity of the "Dalizi" in front of him, the middle-aged cultivator no longer wanted to fight.
Just kidding, when Wang Teng was at the ninth level of Daoji, he was already able to defeat Zhang Yuan, who was at the first level of Qi Refining Realm, so he was no match for him. But if he could escape, he should still be able to do it.