Countless people rushed out from every corner of Heian Fuji Mountain, but except for some people who were close to the edge, not one out of ten people could really escape from Heian Fuji Mountain.
The micro thief almost burned his lifespan, and he was also the fastest one. The moment he broke out of the Fairy Hunting territory, he fled to the edge of Ping An Teng Mountain.
Even so, there was still a vine stuck into his calf.
Wei Zi Pian has always been a casual cultivator. He may not be as knowledgeable as Shang Hegao, and may not be as capable as Pang Hong. But there is one thing that he has that Shang Hegao and Pang Hong do not have, which is decisiveness.
The moment the vines inserted into Wei Zithief's calf, Wei Zithief's immortal energy shook, and his entire calf was directly separated from his body. The next moment, Wei Zithief, who had no calf, rushed out crazily.
At this time, sword energy was nothing to him. What he wanted was to run away like crazy, as far away as possible.
After Wei Zi stole away, the giant peak-like vines slowly closed in, like a compressed cricket cage. No monk in the vines was spared.
Not a trace of blood spurted out, and every monk touched by the vines was absorbed in a short time. Whether it was blood essence, soul or body.
There are only a few people who can escape like the thief.
"Pfft!" Weizi Thief opened his mouth and spat out a blood arrow, then stopped and reluctantly took out a healing pill and swallowed it.
Behind him, the originally towering mountain of vines disappeared without a trace. It was as if Ping An Vine Mountain was compressed underground, and there was no trace of it anymore. The thousands of people who lived in Ping An Vine Mountain also disappeared without a trace.
No trace.
Several monks who had escaped like the Weizi Bandits hurriedly moved closer after seeing the Weizi Bandits.
In the Sword Prison, it is better to have more people than fewer people.
"Lord Wei, what's going on at Ping'an Tengshan?" A quasi-immortal emperor with a pale face and bloodstains all over his body is still frightened.
An Immortal Emperor has no ability to resist under the vines of Mount Ping An. How terrifying are those vines? If he were not on the edge of Ping An Vine Mountain, he would not be able to survive.
The other survivors with weaker cultivations listened attentively. They also didn't know why such a thing happened in Heian Teng Mountain.
The micro-thief had already calmed down and said in a low tone, "It should be a heart left over from ancient times. If I guess correctly, those vines are just the meridians in the heart."
"We have been living in the same heart?" someone exclaimed.
No one answered his words, and everyone thought that the thief was not lying, because the shape of Heian Fujiyama was really similar to a heart.
Weizi Pirates was also secretly afraid. He saw with his own eyes that Shang Hegao and Pang Hong were sucked out of their essence and blood by vines and fell into the Ping An Veng Mountain. The reason why he was able to escape was because he was stronger than Pang Hong and Shang Hegao.
In addition, there is his decisiveness. But these are not the key to his escape. The most key to his escape is Mo Wuji's four supreme blue pills.
The four Supreme Blue Pills made his spirit and soul far more perfect than those of Pang Hong and Shang Hegao. In terms of strength, he recovered the fastest and best.
It was precisely because his soul was more complete that he was able to burn his essence, blood, and lifespan in an instant and escape from Heian Teng Mountain. In the end, he only lost a piece of his calf.
It seemed that their guess was indeed correct. Mo Wuji left Ping An Teng Mountain early not just because they wanted to take back the territory, but because Mo Wuji had long noticed that Ping An Teng Mountain was not safe.
He thought about the time when he and Mo Wuji went to Jianqi River to fetch water. Mo Wuji seemed to frown thoughtfully after leaving Ping'an Teng Mountain. Then he went back to Ping'an Teng Mountain and walked out again.
Now he understood that Mo Wuji had become suspicious at that time.
Before, Mo Wuji simply retreated. He thought it was because Mo Wuji no longer had an alliance, and he had formed an alliance with Pang Hong and Shang Hegao. Now that he thought about it, that was not the case at all. It was because he did not have an alliance with Pang Hong and Shang Hegao.
After He Gao formed an alliance, Mo Wuji would also leave Pingan Tengshan. When they went to where Mo Wuji was, Mo Wuji was about to leave. Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence?
With Mo Wuji's formation skills, if he was unwilling to leave, the three of them might not be able to break the formation together.
"Lord Wei, where are we going now?" Everyone was silent, and a monk took the initiative to ask.
Wei Zi Pirates sighed and said, "Immortal Hunter no longer exists, everyone can just call me by my name. No matter what Lord, it's all a joke."
This incident made him understand that even if the Sword Prison organizes forces again, when a disaster far beyond their strength strikes, any force will be in vain.
"You go and seek refuge with Sect Leader Mo." Wei Zithief continued. He knew that these people now had no place to go except to seek refuge with Mo Wuji.
"Senior Wei, aren't you going with us?" the monk who spoke asked doubtfully.
In fact, although he asked where the Wei Zi Pirates should go, he knew very well that there was really no place to go except to seek refuge with the Mo Wuji Sect Leader.
Weizi Pirates waved his hand, "You go ahead, I won't go."
After saying that, Wei Zithief flashed and disappeared into the endless sword prison. He was also a late-stage Immortal Emperor after all. Not long ago, he destroyed his alliance with Mo Wuji and drove Mo Wuji out of Ping'an.
Tengshan. Now he was asked to beg Mo Wuji. He couldn't bear it.
You must know that the territory he gave to Mo Wuji was obtained by Mo Wuji in exchange for the Qing Dan. In the end, he took it as soon as he said it would be taken. Regardless of whether Mo Wuji had long felt that Ping An Teng Mountain was not safe, his behavior was
No. Besides, if he, a late Immortal Emperor, seeks refuge with Mo Wuji, who will listen to whom?
After the Wei Zi Thief left, the most powerful person here was the quasi-emperor. The Quasi Emperor looked at the Wei Zi Thief's disappearing figure and sighed secretly, "Let's go, let's go to Sect Master Mo."
As a quasi-emperor and a man with a magic hand, he was very aware of the relationship between Mo Wuji and the three major forces in Ping An Tengshan. He could understand that the Wei Zi Pirates had no face to seek refuge with Mo Wuji.
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"Kakkakkak!" Mo Wuji felt that the intensity of the sword energy had increased several times, and the bones around him made the sound of cracking inch by inch. The pain that penetrated into the bone marrow made Mo Wuji open his eyes.
Wake up completely.
He looked at his feet with some fear. At this moment, one of his feet was standing on the edge of the whirlpool, and the sweeping whirlpool did not sweep him down.
The endless sword energy was swept up by his body-refining technique and submerged into his body. In addition to the endless sword energy, there was also endless immortal spiritual energy.
Mo Wuji instantly understood what was going on. All the sword energy that could drag him into the vortex of sword energy was absorbed by him. The vortex of sword energy disappeared around him for a short time, which made him stop temporarily.
Now he must not let all his bones be broken and reassembled. The fourth level of the divine body is not nirvana. He has already experienced nirvana once. Once all the bones are broken, it will be difficult for him to enter the fourth level of the divine body again. Maybe he will be involved in this in the end.
Inside the sword energy vortex.
Mo Wuji forcibly excluded his distracting thoughts and the crisis at his feet. The body-training technique and the immortal mortal technique were running at full strength at the same time. One hundred and eight small Zhoutians formed the Great Zhoutian. This Great Zhoutian then combined with Mo Wuji's.
Ji's body refining and Zhou Tian merged together, wildly sweeping away the rich fairy spiritual energy in the whirlpool of sword energy.
"Boom!" Mo Wuji's physical body reached an extreme, a powerful aura rushed out of his body, and the cracked bones and skin recovered in an instant.
The sword energy that originally entered Mo Wuji's body was blocked by Mo Wuji at this moment. The immortal power in his body also increased crazily at this moment, a shackle was blasted, and Mo Wuji's cultivation rushed directly into the big body.
The middle stage of Luo Xian.
The violent whirlpool of sword energy rolled back again. Mo Wuji quickly retreated, and all the whirlpools of sword energy that could sweep him away were absorbed by him.
The strength of his physical body has advanced to the fourth level of the divine body at the edge of the sword energy vortex, and his cultivation has also risen to the middle stage of Daluo Immortal.
Mo Wuji knew that with his current level of cultivation, if he was caught in the vortex of sword energy, he would probably have a narrow escape from death.
After exiting the edge of the sword energy vortex, Mo Wuji gathered his spiritual eyes and took another look at the sword energy vortex. Under the sword energy vortex, the man who looked like a withered skeleton had disappeared.
A cold sweat broke out from Mo Wuji's back, and he left quickly. He did not dare to enter the sword energy vortex to check before reaching the Immortal King.
Without special training resources, it will be difficult for him to advance to the Immortal King in the short term. It seems that he can go and see if the teleportation array disk he left outside the Sword Prison is sensitive. Mo Wuji also estimates that he does not have many teleportation array disks.
Function, when he did this, it was just to comfort himself. Since there is a way out, he must think of any possible way out.
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"Excuse me, is Sect Master Mo here?" The quasi-emperor brought four or five monks who had escaped from Ping'an Teng Mountain to the outside of the Gobi Desert where Mo Wuji was.
Fei Ling walked out again, and Su Zian and others who had been waiting in the square also stood up.
"Are you Brother Cha?" Fei Ling shouted in surprise when he saw the quasi-emperor in front of him.
Naturally, he knew the quasi-emperor in front of him. His name was Zha Rui. He had been a member of the Demon Hand like him before. Why was he here now? Feiling looked at the scarred monks behind Zha Rui and felt increasingly worried.
Confuse.
"Friend Fei Xian, long time no see." Zha Rui's tone was a little dry. His status in the Magic Hand was much higher than that of Fei Ling. At this moment, he could only be happy that he had not offended Fei Ling.
"Brother Cha, why are you here? Are you planning to leave the Devil's Hand like me? Are you not afraid of Pang Hong? Aren't you afraid that you will never have the chance to return to Ping'an Tengshan again?" Feiling still has lingering fears when he mentions Pang Hong.
Zha Rui sighed, "Peace Vine Mountain is gone, and so is the Magic Hand."
"What do you mean?" Fei Ling thought about what Nie Chong'an and Jian Mingcheng said before, and his expression changed. If Ping An Teng Mountain is really dangerous, it is not far from Ping An Teng Mountain.
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