Chapter 21 Spirit Beasts at the Martial Artist Level
"The disciple in purple, even the weakest, should have reached the level of the Dan Dynasty Realm!"
"Some people should even be close to the martial arts master level and possess the peak strength of the third level of Dan Dong! They are only one step away from becoming an elder in the sect!"
Based on the memories he gained in this life, Nie Heng knew exactly what kind of opponent he was facing now.
"There are so many of them, I can't fight them now!"
"But this is the Zigu Mountains...hehehehe..."
Deliberately exposing his traces, Nie Heng pushed his strength to reach the peak level of the Third Realm of Condensing Spirits, and once again resorted to Qiankun Travel.
This journey through the universe is one of the self-lighting techniques that he created at the beginning of Mingwu: the combination of Qi and force, the combination of spirit and Qi, traveling across the universe and thousands of miles, and traveling all the way with just one thought!
Now because of his lack of strength, of course he cannot think of a thousand miles, not even a hundred miles or ten miles.
But when competing with Dan Dongjing warriors for speed, he still had absolute confidence.
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"It's the fluctuation of spiritual power in the third realm of condensing spirit..."
In the mountain forest not far away, there were indeed unbridled sounds of breaking wind.
Catching up...
"It's just the third realm of Ningling. Chase him and kill him!"
"No matter who he is and what background he has, we must kill him today!"
"Follow your orders! Senior Brother Fatian!"
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Half an hour later...
The smile on Nie Heng's lips became even more evil: the pursuers behind him were still there, neither far nor near, and the distance between them and him was almost exactly the same as at the beginning.
This is his calculation, and it is the result that he was sure of from the beginning!
Because this is the Zigu Mountains, he has secretly occupied the "geographical advantage".
He knew where the purple mist's poison came from, how it was produced and how it acted on human warriors.
"If they pursue with all their strength, they can definitely go faster, but they can't..."
Like Li Xuan's arrow traveling through the mountains, Nie Heng continued to spread his heavenly consciousness in all directions.
He knew that those who were chasing him were the elite disciples of the Xiang family, and each of these people was far more powerful than him.
At the same time, he knew better that the current situation of these people was by no means good.
Because they are all in the Purple Valley Mountains, and the deeper you go, the more toxic the purple mist will become, and the more terrifying and deadly it will be.
In order to resist the erosion of this purple mist, the Xiang family disciples could only use most of their spiritual power for protection.
Protect your own heart and purify the purple mist.
As a result, although they are far superior to Nie Heng in terms of strength, their speed cannot reach normal levels, and they cannot really get close to Nie Heng.
And as time goes by, the amount of spiritual power they need to use to resist the poisonous fog will only increase, which will make them slower and slower.
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"Senior Brother Fatian...the distance here has exceeded a hundred miles...are we..."
Sure enough, a disciple of the Xiang family hesitated and asked, "Shall we stop pursuing?"
Hearing this, a young man who was still chasing quickly in front cursed with an angry face: "Are you scared? If you are, go back!"
Hearing such a rebuke, the previous disciple could only shut up and continue to use more spiritual power to protect himself while continuing to pursue forward.
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"Okay, that's good!"
Locking the dozens of figures behind him with his heavenly consciousness, Nie Heng smiled coldly in his heart: Come on, keep chasing!
He is different from the disciples of the Xiang family.
Because he really knows what the purple mist is, and he also knows how to break it, and he has already taken the pill to break it all.
Now, he doesn't care at all about the purple mist poison.
And as he continued to go deeper into the Zigu Mountains, many powerful monsters had appeared in his consciousness.
The weakest of these monsters has reached the level of Dan Dong, and the most powerful ones have reached the level of Dan Dong.
Unlike human warriors, because they are monsters or because the giant Kun-swallowing dragon did it deliberately, they will not be hurt by the purple mist anyway...
Under such circumstances, when a monster meets a human warrior of the same level, it is almost invincible.
"A little more... a little more..."
Convinced of something in his mind, Nie Heng put a pill he had refined that could quickly restore spiritual power into his mouth and continued to run forward.
He will never let these Xiang family disciples go!
But now, it is not the time for him to attack these disciples.
Or it can be said that none of the monsters we encounter now can pose a real fatal threat to the disciples of the Xiang family.
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Finally, more Xiang family disciples hesitated, and their speed became much slower.
"Senior Brother Fatian, I think we should forget it... We are already nearly one hundred and thirty miles deep. Even if that kid has antidote pills, he probably won't be able to last long. Why don't we go back and wait and wait?"
"Yes, senior brother, if we continue, our antidote will be completely ineffective. Even if we use all our spiritual power to resist the poison, it probably won't be enough!"
The two Xiang family disciples, who seemed to be slightly older, finally spoke their minds.
After hearing their words, most of the other Xiang family disciples nodded, indicating that they had agreed.
Seeing this, the senior brother named Fa Tian hesitated and stopped pursuing.
He just stopped quietly on top of a giant tree, standing on the treetop as light as nothing.
Looking at a certain figure in the distance, his face was full of murderous intent and fierce anger: Little bastard, what kind of antidote pill do you have?
He was confused...
Because from the beginning, he was sure that the other party seemed to be running with his most powerful spiritual power.
From this point of view, the other party did not use spiritual power to resist the poisonous mist around him at all...
Not able to resist the poisonous mist but not attacked and killed by the poisonous mist?
What kind of detoxifying elixir do you need to have to do this?
Anyway, the Xiang family does not have such elixir.
Even the entire Xuanjian Sect and the entire Daxia Empire have never heard of any alchemist who can refine elixirs that completely ignore the poisonous mist of the Zigu Mountains.
This is one of the reasons why the martial arts masters in the empire dare not break into the depths of the Zigu Mountains at will!
"What on earth is going on? He is only in the Condensing Spirit Realm, only in the Condensing Spirit Realm..."
Standing lightly on the treetops, Fatian looked gloomy and was furious in his heart.
The other party is obviously a weak existence, but why can't he catch up?
Could it be that in addition to possessing the elixir of not being afraid of the purple mist, does this kid also possess any other lightening techniques?
After pondering, he finally said: "Okay, let's retreat temporarily. Let's go down and immediately mobilize more people from the family. We must defend this Zigu Mountain Range and never let go of that little..."
He wanted to say "that boy"...
But he didn't finish.
Because at this moment, a figure that was still running not far away seemed to stumble suddenly and almost fell from between two trees.
Seeing this scene, Fatian was immediately overjoyed: That boy can't hold on anymore, can't hold on anymore!
So he quickly jumped out of the way and continued to chase forward.
"Chase, let me chase him, that kid is dying, catch up and let me kill him..."
They also saw the figure in the distance almost falling to the ground. The other Xiang family disciples secretly breathed a sigh of relief: It seems that everything should be over.
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At the same time, Nie Heng looked like he almost fell to the ground, but in fact it was a flaw that he deliberately exposed.
Once he was sure that the pursuers behind him were catching up again, he suddenly kicked off his toes and continued to run forward.
Close...close...
His heavenly consciousness is definitely much stronger than that of Fatian and others, because his soul power is far more pure and powerful than that of Fatian and others.
So not long ago, he locked onto a monster...
A powerful monster whose strength has reached the peak level of a martial artist.
Moreover, the nature of this monster is extremely familiar to Nie Heng, who has experienced it in his previous life!
"Hey hey hey... Come on Xiang Fatian, come on Xiang family's bastards..."
Continuing to run forward, Nie Heng's sword eyebrows suddenly frowned, and he had already created a sword technique with one hand...