The leader of the Voodoo Cult used the "Blood Qi Wolf Smoke" boxing technique to attack him. Yang Ji felt that the entire magma sea was being controlled and pressed from his back.
There was more than a hundred feet of magma blocking the seabed and the sea surface. Yang Ji originally thought that hiding on the seabed would be safe. But when the other party took action, Yang Ji discovered that even lying on the seabed did not feel safe at all.
"Whoosh!"
Yang Ji merged the human bottle into one, and frantically extracted the energy of the fire-attributed water plants in the Naji bottle, and used the method of flying in the air to escape into the distance in the lava and mud of the seabed.
Yang Ji's speed was extremely fast, and he could cover a distance of hundreds of feet in an instant.
"Hahaha……"
Murderous intent surged in the eyes of the leader of the Voodoo Cult, and he laughed in anger. If this little thief escaped today, he would no longer have to hang out in the cult.
Only by capturing Yang Ji, asking about his origins, and eradicating the forces and sect behind him can we have an explanation for the sect.
This is also his only way to survive!
"You little thief who doesn't know how to live or die, if I let you escape today, you will commit suicide here and there is no need to go out again!"
The leader of the Voodoo Cult looked up to the sky and laughed angrily. The coat on his body was trembling due to excessive excitement and anger. Phew! With a flicker of his body, the leader of the Voodoo Cult flew hundreds of feet and quickly caught up with Yang Ji. He didn't even think about it.
Not wanting to, he punched him again.
"Boom!"
The magma splashed in all directions and flew up to a height of a hundred feet. The magma within a radius of dozens of feet was wrapped up by the leader of the Voodoo Cult, turned into a huge fiery red iron fist, and hit Yang Ji hard again.
"The immortal changes his shadow!"
In the blink of an eye, an idea flashed in Yang Ji's mind, and he controlled the Najie bottle to merge with the human bottle. For the first time in this state, he performed Immortal Shadow Change.
call out!
The Najie bottle shuttled past, dodging this earth-shattering blow by a hair's breadth. The Voodoo leader's majestic fist hit the seabed, causing a violent vibration, like an earthquake.
One mark! Two marks!...
The leader of the Voodoo Cult gnashed his teeth, with a livid face, and followed him like a shadow. He chased him step by step like a maggot attached to the bone. Yang Ji was in danger. On several occasions, he was even hit by the edge of the bloody fist, and he and the bottle were rolled out.
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The blood energy in the body is consumed rapidly. When the human bottle is combined into one, although the speed increases, the consumption of blood energy also increases exponentially.
Up to now, Yang Ji has consumed more than 200 fire-attribute water plants, and all the energy in them has been drained away by Yang Ji.
This is already equivalent to Yang Ji's consumption of more than 20 peak-level blood energy, or more than 20 times of Little Holy Word!
Such a huge amount of energy was consumed in one battle. This was the pressure brought by the Great Wuzong. If it were the previous Yang Ji, there would be no chance at all.
Fortunately, more than a thousand fire-attributed water plants were collected from the seabed before. Otherwise, under normal circumstances, this kind of consumption would be unbearable.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Ten miles, twenty miles...
The two of them chased each other at extremely fast speeds. In just a short while, they were far away from the place where they originally fought.
This was the most shocking scene Yang Ji had ever experienced.
The leader of the Voodoo Cult has extremely powerful calculation ability, scheming and methods. Every time he attacks, he is not chasing after Yang Ji. Many times, he is completely predicting Yang Ji's actions.
This makes Yang Ji's situation extremely dangerous!
And Yang Ji had to constantly change the path, sometimes S-shaped, sometimes U, sometimes forward, sometimes back, sometimes left, sometimes right, combined with Naji Ping's "Immortal Shadow Changing", even a loach can't compare to Yang Ji's slipperiness!
This is a battle of wisdom and scheming!
The two men, one at the top and the other at the bottom, kept chasing. No matter where Yang Ji fled, he could not escape the pursuit of the voodoo leader.
He seems determined to never give up until he kills Yang Ji!
The battle between the two was even more dangerous than the previous confrontation!
"Buzz!"
Yang Ji had just ejaculated hundreds of feet, when suddenly a strange feeling surged from his heart. Yang Ji felt slightly uneasy, as if something was about to be discovered.
"This is?"
Yang Ji raised his head. His heart fluctuated for a moment. The speed of Naji Ping also slowed down slightly.
"boom!"
Yang Ji's surprise did not last long. The next moment, there was a bang, and in Yang Ji's perception, a huge black shadow with billowing smoke suddenly shot down from above like an arrow from a string.
Behind his back, the two folded iron wings are extremely eye-catching.
"Flying Iron Corpse!"
Yang Ji was shocked. After such a long time, the leader of the Voodoo Cult actually succeeded in summoning several flying iron corpses and flying bronze corpses.
These flying monsters are lifeless and extremely hard, and are not afraid of fire.
Warriors may not dare to set foot on the magma seabed easily, even the leader of the Voodoo Cult. But for these inanimate creations, there is absolutely no such problem.
"He wants to use these flying monsters to continue me!"
A flash of light flashed through his mind, and Yang Ji's heart was as clear as a candle, and he clearly knew the plan of the leader of the Voodoo Cult. These flying monsters alone could not stop him.
Although they are extremely powerful and not afraid of water and fire, they are not as powerful as themselves, and they are not as flexible as themselves in magma. The leader of the voodoo cult does not summon these monsters to deal with himself, but to continue and restrict himself to create things for him.
You can take advantage of the opportunity.
Yang Ji's guess was correct. The confusion and anger faced by the leader of the Voodoo Cult were far greater than he imagined. Yang Ji's flexibility and slipperiness caused him far more trouble than he imagined.
So much so that he had to summon these flying iron corpses and flying bronze corpses to help him.
This has nothing to do with strength, it is entirely a contest of wisdom and tactics.
In this regard, Yang Ji undoubtedly beat him.
"Bah!"
With a scream, the falling flying iron corpse locked onto Yang Ji almost as soon as it appeared. He opened his mouth, and a majestic gray-black smoke column containing corrosive power rushed straight towards Yang Ji.
"laugh!"
In the flash of light and stone, Yang Ji had no choice but to turn out of the Naji bottle and dodge the blow. However, after just a moment's delay, another punch of blood and smoke penetrated through the layers of magma and went straight to Yang Ji.
Come.
Yang Ji had no choice but to use the "Immortal Shadow Changing" stunt again. With a whoosh, at the last moment, he dodged the Voodoo leader's punch and shot forward.
But all this is far from over
Boom!
Waves of light shimmered, the magma trembled, and in the blink of an eye, another flying iron corpse fell straight from the sky like an osprey.
The leader of the Voodoo Cult seems to have predicted Yang Ji's reaction and arranged these flying monsters in advance. All flying monsters, whether they are flying iron corpses or flying bronze corpses, are not shot down randomly, but in the Voodoo Cult.
The leader’s arrangement, constant shooting...
The chase becomes even more dangerous!
One after another, flying monsters shot down from the sky, and the voodoo leader's attacks became more erratic and dangerous.
Yang Ji felt like he was stepping on a tightrope. The situation was extremely dangerous.
Facing the wrath of a great martial artist, Yang Ji would be hit by the voodoo leader if he made even the slightest negligence. One wrong step, one wrong step after another, and then he would fall completely into a domino-like ending that would last until his death.
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Boom! Boom! Boom!
Once, twice, three times... Yang Ji himself couldn't remember how many times he had narrowly avoided the attacks of the voodoo leader.
His spirit collapsed, his mental power expanded to the extreme, and his mind was running rapidly, reflecting everything around him as clearly as a water mirror.
The spiritual perception of the eighth level of martial arts is meticulous, and all the movements around him are clearly reflected in his mind. "The cicada wakes up before the autumn wind moves." At least in this aspect, Yang Ji is no worse than the leader of the Voodoo Cult. The two of them are completely in the same position.
A starting line.
Even because of the delay of the more than 100-foot-deep magma, Yang Ji got a head start. This was Yang Ji's biggest advantage over his opponent in this confrontation.
However, the gap in strength is still huge. Yang Ji knows that if he continues, he will be able to escape ten, twenty,... a hundred times, but there will always be one time that he cannot escape.
As long as it happens once, all the previous efforts will be in vain and meaningless!
"Seventy miles...eighty miles...that's almost it!"
Yang Ji's heart is like a mirror. While he is meticulously and dangerously avoiding the flying iron corpses, flying bronze corpses and voodoo leaders, there is another part deep in Yang Ji's heart that is also carefully calculating his escape.
When this accurately calculated number passed through his mind, Yang Ji's mind buzzed, as if a pre-set mechanism was suddenly triggered. Yang Ji suddenly stopped at the bottom of the sea, and all subsequent attacks failed one by one.
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The next moment, Yang Ji exploded!
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On the sea surface, magma surged, and huge burning waves surged crazily, setting off huge waves.
The leader of the Voodoo Cult's heart was undulating like ocean waves, unable to calm down.
"Who the hell is this guy?"
The leader of the Voodoo sect gnashed his teeth and was filled with resentment.
From the beginning to now, he has been chasing for more than a hundred miles, but so far, his pursuit has not yielded any results. With his level of the eighth major martial arts master and his meticulous spiritual perception, this situation is simply unbelievable.
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The spiritual perception of the Eightfold Great Wuzong is so detailed that even a mosquito flying in the sky can clearly see the hair on its legs and the lines on its wings.
When this ability is applied in combat, it means that you can predict the enemy's aircraft first, and all the opponent's reactions and movements can be understood as clearly as if you were able to see patterns in the palm of your hand.
But he actually failed to predict the actions of a seventh-level martial sect!
This is incredible!
He was absolutely sure that the little thief hiding in the bottle-shaped magic weapon had definitely not reached the eighth level of martial arts. Otherwise, he would not have had to run away or sneak up on him to ambush him! (To be continued)