"Stop running!" At this time, a voice came from outside the door.
Oh my god, that Ayimi has arrived.
"Are you Ximenyu, the master of some shabby royal sect?"
At this time, a man flew over and blocked any way Ximenyu could go.
"Who are you?" Ximenyu asked in horror.
"Hmph, I am a person who is tired of life. Ximen Yu, you are so arrogant that you think you dare to bully the Super Power Academy just by relying on the Northern Han Temple."
"You are indeed a cultivator from the Super Academy."
"Hahaha!" Ayimi laughed horribly, and Ximenyu didn't know they were demon cultivators.
In fact, no matter whether you are a cultivator of immortals or a cultivator of demons, there is no difference in appearance.
Only when you finally successfully cultivate to the highest level, that is, after surviving nine thunder tribulations, will you ascend. Immortal cultivators ascend into the fairy world, demon cultivators enter the demon world, and demon cultivators enter the demon world. The difference is that. Of course,
Nowadays, it is too far away to say ascension, and even reaching the thunder tribulation is still illusory. No one on the entire earth has cultivated to become an immortal, and Ximen Yu has not even started the most basic first step of cultivating an immortal.
"Ximenyu, go to hell." Ayimi said viciously. The people who cultivated demons were even more cruel and ruthless.
At this time, Wanjun's voice sounded from the ring.
"Senior Wanjun, you finally woke up. What should you do? An immortal cultivator wants to kill me."
Wan Jun said: "It seems that they are cultivating demons. I didn't expect that in this small earth, there are actually people cultivating demons." Wan Jun was a little surprised. Even in the third era of her lifetime, she rarely saw them.
To cultivate demons.
"Senior Wanjun, what should I do?"
"Escape, there is no other way, I am just a broken soul, I may not be able to save you. However, I will help you break through his restraint on you, and then you can take your airship, the speed should be very fast, he can't catch up. Then
You go to the Yanhuang Clan immediately, not to the Northern Cold Palace, because the journey is too far and it will be too late. The Yanhuang Clan are righteous monks, so they will naturally put an end to this evil way."
Wanjun immediately used her power to break through Ayimi's restraints.
"Whoops!" Ximen Yu's ball flying boat took off instantly.
"Ah!" Ayimi was shocked and wanted to escape, but there was no way.
I don’t know what kind of method this Ayimi has. His body is beating very fast, or maybe Ximenyu’s ball flying boat was still attacked by him and its speed was greatly reduced.
It should be that the speed of the ball flying boat was greatly reduced.
"Oops, the flying boat has become so slow." Ximen Yu could feel that the flying boat seemed to be pulling something heavy, and its flying speed had been reduced by an unknown number of times.
"Little bastard, don't even think about running away! I'm here to kill you personally. If I let you escape, how can I have the dignity to go back? You can't escape." Ayimi shouted from behind, but was not pulled by Ximen Yu.
Down.
"Senior Wanjun!" Ximenyu shouted.
Unfortunately, Wanjun did not respond.
"Damn, he's asleep."
Yes, Wanjun's soul is already very weak. The first time was when he helped Ximenyu be chased by Mingtianjing and control the Kunpeng bird, and he slept for more than a year. The second time was when he helped Ximenyu integrate into the millionaires.
The incomplete soul of the cultivator, loyal to Ximenyu, fell asleep again. Now he finally woke up and helped Ximenyu break through the shackles of Ayimi.
In short, Wanjun seems to always fall asleep because of helping Ximenyu, Ximenyu owes her.
Ximenyu could only escape on his own, and his destination was the Yanhuang tribe.
Ayimi chased after him, but it seemed that Ayimi didn't know that Ximenyu went to the Yanhuang tribe, and he was not familiar with the terrain of China.
"Hahaha, little bastard, you deserve to die. Although you have an escape boat, it can't save you. My consciousness has locked you, and you can't escape even to the end of the world. Besides, your spaceship is still pulled by my consciousness.
It will disintegrate soon and you will only die." Ayimi's voice sounded in Ximenyu's ears.
With the naked eye, Ximenyu didn't know where Ayimi was behind, and he was probably chasing him four to five kilometers behind. But his consciousness was locked on the flying boat, so he casually passed the message to Ximenyu.
Ximenyu was frightened. The energy of the immortal cultivators was so strong that no matter where Ximenyu flew, he could not get rid of it.
However, Ximenyu only hopes to stick to the Yanhuang tribe.
Although the Yanhuang tribe is not Ximenyu's, and the cultivators of the Yanhuang tribe don't like Ximenyu even more, they are righteous monks after all. If they go to the demonic path of Ayimi, they will only die.
Soon, Ximenyu arrived at the Yanhuang tribe and could see it from a distance.
"Haha! I'm saved!" Ximenyu felt relieved.
"Phew!" Ximenyu rushed into the hilltop of the Yanhuang tribe.
"Who?" Several immortal cultivators from the Yanhuang tribe seemed to sense something.
"It's me. I'm Ximenyu, the master of the Royal Sect. I'm being hunted by demon cultivators in Abido Prison in the United States. I'm asking for protection."
"Ximen Yu, the leader of the Imperial Sect?"
"Yes, I don't have time to go to Beihan Shrine, so I can only come here to disturb you."
"The magic way?"
At this time, the most powerful cultivator of the Yanhuang tribe said: "Everyone should shield their auras to prevent the other party from finding out. I want to see what kind of demon cultivator he is."
"good!"
The three immortal cultivators from the Yanhuang tribe ignored Ximen Yu and were really focused on dealing with the demon cultivators.
The Ayimi behind him didn't sense anything. After all, he was just a low-level immortal cultivator.
"Ximenyu, why didn't you run away?" Ayimi's message came to Ximenyu's ears.
Ayimi sensed that Ximenyu did not run away, but did not sense the presence of the three immortal cultivators.
Almost a few minutes later, Ayimi flew over in the blink of an eye.
"How dare you dare to come to our eastern land." Three immortal cultivators from the Yanhuang tribe rushed forward and surrounded Ayimi.
"Ah!" Ayimi was shocked and asked: "Where is this?"
"Hmph, this is the place of the Yanhuang tribe."
"Yanhuang tribe!" Ayimi was even more surprised. He had naturally heard of the reputation of the Yanhuang tribe. There are several secret ancient tribes in the world. There are probably fifty or sixty immortal cultivators of the Yanhuang tribe.
Perhaps on Huayu and Cang Yue, fifty or sixty is not much, but on Earth, it is a lot.
"Despicable bastard." Ayimi glared at Ximenyu and actually led him to the Yanhuang tribe.
Ximenyu laughed: "Hahaha, you devil, you should die. Today the immortal cultivators of the Yanhuang tribe will destroy you, the devil."
"Hmph! Three fellow Taoists from the Yanhuang tribe, I have no enmity or enmity with you. There is no need to be like this!"
"The devil, once you come, don't even think about leaving."
"Wait a minute, I have something else to say." Ayimi said.
"Say, let me leave you a last word."
"Whoops!" At this time, a blood dance flew out from Ayimi's body, and Ayimi's whole body turned into a blood dance and disappeared.
"Ah, he compromised his cultivation and ran away! We were deceived and thought he really had any last words to say." The three immortal cultivators from the Yanhuang tribe were startled.