Sima Yan originally wanted to search the black horse immediately, but he heard another rush of horse hooves coming from behind, so he had to give up, quickly flashed into the nearby dense forest, and then quickly flew towards the distance without looking back.

Although Sima Yan is not very clear about other things, he is still quite familiar with Rong Feng's messenger. Generally speaking, messengers will not act alone. At least twelve people are together at each time, and at least three are monks. If there are some urgent and important things, the messenger team will generally have Foundation Establishment Cultivators following him in order to prevent accidents.

For safety reasons, Sima Yan would not stay nearby stupidly at this time, but instead concealed his body and began to sweep rapidly towards the distance with the help of the surrounding dense forest.

Sure enough, just less than ten breaths of time Sima Yan left, another team of people came quickly, and they were all dark horses, plus all the men in black, and a faint pressure spread all over the head. It was obvious that they were monks and cultivators with great cultivation.

"Well...stop!" Just as the group was about to pass by quickly, the man in black in black shouted loudly, stopped the running team, then glanced at the corner of his eyes and landed on the black horse lying on the ground not far away, his eyes suddenly became cold.

"The enemy attacks, Xiao Shisan..." The leader shouted violently, his figure suddenly shook, and he flew onto a nearby giant tree. He looked around and his attention fell on the newly dug pit not far away. Then he turned his hand and a long sword appeared under his feet. His figure quickly turned towards the newly dug pit, flying with his sword, and he was a monk in the foundation-building stage. With a wave of his hand, the soil covering the pit instantly scattered, revealing the strong man in black who had just died inside and still had his eyes widened.

"Who is it..." The man in black in the head was furious in his eyes. He reached out to touch the arms of the dead man in black in the arms. His face suddenly became extremely cold. After taking a deep breath, he immediately took a deep breath and immediately rose up, and he quickly turned into the air with his sword, and then searched around at a terrifying speed.

Although Sima Yan was running wildly at this time, he still did not forget the possible pursuers behind him. While he was running wildly, he suddenly felt a strange noise behind him. He immediately stopped without hesitation and quickly leaned towards the nearest tree hole.

Almost as soon as he hid in the tree hole, a roaring figure roared past his head, and at the same time, a powerful spiritual wave swept across.

"Hmph...Die!" Just when Sima Yan thought the figure had gone away, a sharp shout suddenly came, and a huge fireball fell from mid-air and rushed straight towards Sima Yan not far away.

"Has he been... discovered?" Sima Yan's heart suddenly felt a "knock". Although he had almost held his breath just now and tried his best to hide in the tree hole, looking at the fireball's posture... Could it be that he avoided the other party's gaze, but was still discovered by the other party's spiritual sense?

Before Sima Yan could think, the fireball had already fallen with a bang, directly causing the surrounding dense forests dozens of feet to fall into a sea of ​​fire. Then a scream came out, and a python that was dozens of feet long whinely and jumped out of the center where the fireball landed. At this time, the python was surrounded by a trace of spiritual energy. It was obvious that it was not an ordinary beast, but a monster-level level.

However, it is obvious that the power of this fireball is not something that the python dozens of feet long can withstand. After just a few breaths, the python's huge body stopped moving. Then a smell of burning flesh came, and it was obvious that it was dead and could not die anymore.

"Huh..." Sima Yan was shocked when he saw this scene, but he finally breathed a sigh of relief. It was obvious that the monk who had just passed by did not find him, but was attacking the python. However, he didn't think he could go out at this time. After all, the other party was a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage. It was probably too fast just now, so he just discovered this giant python. If the other party was careful, it would be difficult to find himself hiding beside the giant python.

"I'm sorry, this giant python has suffered a disaster for me!" Sima Yan looked at the giant python that was already charred on the ground, sighed, and his figure was still hiding tightly in the tree hole. He had an intuition that the foundation-building cultivator would definitely look for it again.

As it turned out, Sima Yan's intuition was still right. In less than half a stick of incense, a rapid sound of breaking through the air came from above his head, and a powerful spiritual sense was still sweeping over.

Feeling this, Sima Yan's face turned pale and his breathing was held. Last time, a giant python survived a disaster for him, and if the other party discovered him this time, he would definitely be dead and dead.

Just when Sima Yan was shocked, a cold feeling suddenly came from his neck. Then Sima Yan was surprised to find that the Qingmu Art in his body was involuntarily circulating, and then a faint blue light appeared all over his body. And at this moment, the powerful spiritual sense finally swept across Sima Yan.

What shocked Sima Yan happened. He could clearly feel that the spiritual sense was searching much more carefully than last time, but when it fell on him, there was no intention of pause. He just swept over like an ordinary forest, and he didn't find his existence at all!

After dozens of breaths, just when Sima Yan couldn't hold on because he was holding his breath, a loud roar came from the distance: "Who... dares to kill me Xiao Shisan, come out for me, come out! Ah..."

It was obvious that although the other party searched twice, there was no gain at all. At this time, they could only roar unwillingly in the air. Sima Yan naturally would not go out, and he held his breath tightly, for fear that the sound of breathing would be heard by the other party.

Just when Sima Yan couldn't hold on, part of the spiritual energy in the operation of the Qingmu Art in his body actually scattered, and directly poured into his heart and lungs. Sima Yan, who was about to suffocate due to holding his breath, suddenly became clear. Moreover, after that just now, he had a little more enlightenment about the Qingmu Art. It turns out that he was too slight on the effect of the Qingmu Art before!

With the help of Qingmu Jue, although Sima Yan could not breathe forever, relying on the spiritual energy in his body, holding his breath for a day or two will not be a problem. After solving the key problem of breathing, coupled with the magical effect of the bead just now, Sima Yan made up his mind at this time. Since the other party could not find him, stay in this tree hole and waste with the other party. Who is afraid of whom!

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Chapter completed!