Zhang Ye had understood the artistic conception of wind early, and he knew deeply the power of the artistic conception of wind.

The other party's cultivation reached the eighth level of the true Tao and understood the artistic conception of wind, which means that Zhang Ye not only could not beat the other party, but even escape became a problem!

Zhang Ye quickly calmed down.

Walking along the way from Sanhe Town, Zhang Ye has experienced thousands of battles, wandering around the critical moment of life and death again and again. Zhang Ye knows that the more dangerous the moment, the more he needs to calm down. Only by calming down can one find a glimmer of hope.

Zhang Ye's body was flying at high speed, but his mood suddenly entered an absolutely calm state. He quickly analyzed the current situation and found a solution.

Since the other party has mastered the artistic conception of wind, he cannot escape.

Now there is only one way before Zhang Ye, that is, fight to the death!

However, you must also pay attention to methods when working hard. Mastering the artistic conception can allow Zhang Ye to exert one point of strength and two points of combat power. But cultivation is the foundation of everything. In the face of extremely powerful strength, even if Zhang Ye comprehends multiple artistic conceptions, he is still at a disadvantage in all aspects.

If Zhang Ye wants to survive the pursuit of the eighth level master of the True Dao, he must make full use of his advantages.

Zhang Ye’s only advantage now is the keen spiritual awareness of the Fire Spirit. The spiritual awareness of the Fire Spirit can easily sense things that range from a thousand miles apart, or feel the whereabouts of the enemy.

Zhang Ye quickly analyzed in his heart, increased his speed to the extreme and flew towards the depths of the Huangfeng Wilderness.

"Boom--"

The wind is getting stronger and stronger, and the huge wind force blows up the loess, forming huge yellow wind pillars. These wind pillars are as small as fingers, and big as mountains. Even if a master of the true Taoism falls into it, he cannot leave safely.

Under the strong wind, the world was in chaos. Looking around, it was full of yellow dust and terrifying wind pillars.

The deeper the Huangfeng Wilderness, the more violent it is. This violent environment is exactly what Zhang Ye needs. Only in the complex and violent environment can he have a glimmer of hope.

"Swoosh swish swish swish--"

Zhang Ye kept shuttled through the violent wind pillar. With the feeling of the fire spirit, Zhang Ye could always feel the wind pillar one step ahead of time. He shuttled through the wind pillar, as flexible as a fish.

More than two hundred miles away, a short and thin middle-aged man turned into a faint wind and followed Zhang Ye tightly. This short and thin middle-aged man was the fourth deputy city lord of Jufeng City.

The fourth deputy city lord originally thought that with his cultivation and the artistic conception of wind, he could easily catch up with Zhang Ye. Unexpectedly, Zhang Ye's artistic conception of wind was even close to Dacheng, and his flight speed was astonishingly fast.

What made the fourth deputy city lord even more depressed was that Zhang Ye seemed to feel his tracking and walked towards a violent place. Moreover, Zhang Ye could always find a safe route when he was traveling through such violent places. He didn't have to worry about being caught in the wind pillar when flying at full speed.

The fourth deputy city lord followed into these wind pillars and felt that he was restricted everywhere and could not increase his speed to the fastest. In this situation, the fourth deputy city lord clearly sensed that Zhang Ye was right in front of him, but he just couldn't catch up, and there was a tendency to chase him farther and farther away.

"I have caught up with this cunning guy, so I have to kill him!" The fourth deputy city lord became more and more enthusiastic, and a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

"Ao—"

While tracking at full speed, a huge golden shadow suddenly jumped up from the ground and rushed towards the fourth deputy city lord.

Yellow sand golden lion!

There are all kinds of ancient wild beasts living on the Huangfeng Wilderness. This kind of yellow sand golden lion is a ferocious ancient wild beast. Their bodies are golden and exactly the same as sand. They lurk in the sand and suddenly attack. Even the fourth deputy city lord had to take action.

"die!"

The fourth deputy city lord roared, and suddenly waved his palm, and a faint wind blade condensed in the void and shot out, shooting into the head of the yellow sand golden lion.

"puff--"

This lion, whose combat power is comparable to that of the seventh level of the True Dao master, was instantly shot by the wind blade and his huge body fell to the ground and died immediately.

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The fourth deputy city lord had just killed a yellow sand golden lion. Suddenly, several huge beast roars sounded in a radius of several miles. The huge yellow sand golden lions jumped out from under the sand and came towards the fourth deputy city lord.

The fourth deputy city lord snorted and emitted wind blades in succession. These yellow sand golden lions, whose strength is comparable to the seventh level of the True Dao master, died in a few blinks.

After killing the Yellow Sand Golden Lion, the fourth deputy city lord's face was gloomy. He knew in his heart that Zhang Ye must have deliberately introduced him into the lion group and let these Yellow Sand Golden Lions delay his time.

"Hmph, boy, you think too simple. You think too simple about the master of the Eighth Level of True Dao. Do you think that just a few lions can delay my time?" A cold sneer appeared on the fourth deputy city lord. His huge spiritual sense extended, and once again sensed Zhang Ye's breath and chased Zhang Ye.

Zhang Ye was in front and ran away wildly. The fourth deputy city was mainly behind, chasing him wildly.

Both of them were like wind, shuttled through various wind pillars. Zhang Ye could not get rid of the fourth deputy city lord, and the fourth deputy city lord could not catch up with Zhang Ye.

Both of them understood the artistic conception of wind, which was a contest between the artistic conception of wind and the artistic conception of wind.

The two of them fled and chased each other, and two days passed in a blink of an eye.

During these two days, Zhang Ye brought him to the group of barbarian beasts again and again with his keen sense, using barbarian beasts to delay his time. The barbarian beasts living on the Huangfeng Wilderness are the weakest and the sixth level master of the True Dao, while the most powerful barbarian beasts are comparable to those of the eighth level master of the True Dao.

The fourth deputy city lord broke into the group of barbarian beasts one after another. Although he killed many barbarian beasts, he suffered a lot of losses. For example, Zhang Ye brought him into a group of golden scorpions on the first day. The combat power of the Golden Scorpion King was comparable to that of the mid-stage master of the Eighth Level of True Dao. Even though the fourth deputy city lord had a powerful body technique, he was sprayed with the venom of the Golden Scorpion King, and his flesh was corroded a large piece.

In two days, Zhang Ye successfully found a group of barbarian beasts, and then brought him inside to fight the barbarian beasts. However, Zhang Ye himself did not disturb the barbarian beasts and escaped smoothly. The fourth deputy city lord suffered losses and became more and more angry, but he had to admire Zhang Ye's ability.

"I am a master of the eighth level of true Taoism and have comprehended the artistic conception of wind. I can't catch up with a junior of the fifth level of true Taoism! If this matter is spread, all my face will be lost!" The fourth deputy city lord felt cruel in his heart. He took out two sets of armor, took the risk to increase his speed to the extreme, and chased Zhang Ye straight.

The fourth deputy city lord took the risk to increase his speed, and immediately broke the balance between the two. Zhang Ye flew, and only felt a huge aura, which was coming towards him quickly. The murderous aura contained in the aura made Zhang Ye feel sank.

"Who is this old guy? I don't even know his identity, so he chased me for two days and two nights. It's so crazy!" Zhang Ye was secretly depressed and took the risk to increase his speed.

Zhang Ye flew for a while, and only felt that the other party was chasing closer and closer. In desperation, Zhang Ye bit his teeth and said to the fire spirit: "Huo Ling, find the deepest part of the Huangfeng Wilderness for me! I want to fly to the deepest part of the Huangfeng Wilderness. If this old guy has a good temper, he will chase him!"

An hour later, Zhang Ye found the deepest part of the Huangfeng Wilderness. Zhang Ye felt the increasingly clearer and clearer enemy aura. He bit his teeth and drilled into the depths of the Huangfeng Wilderness without hesitation.

Zhang Ye had just drilled into the depths of the Huangfeng Wilderness, and the fourth deputy city lord had arrived at high speed. The fourth deputy city lord was covered with scars. These scars were exactly what he took to increase his speed and was scratched by the wild beasts and the wind pillar. The aura on his body also weakened by three points. Obviously, it was definitely not an easy thing to take to increase his speed.

Seeing Zhang Ye enter the depths of Huangfeng Wilderness, the fourth deputy city lord finally changed his face: "This kid is simply desperate. He dares to fly into the deepest part of Huangfeng Wilderness! He is seeking death by himself. The terrible ghost storm will blow him into a mummy! I will not be with him!"

The fourth deputy city lord lives in Jufeng City, so he naturally knows the terribleness of the depths of the Huangfeng Wilderness. When he saw Zhang Ye enter the depths of the Huangfeng Wilderness, he stopped chasing without hesitation.

Deep in the Huangfeng Wilderness is another world. Here the whole world is dark yellow, and even if you stretch out your palm, you can't see it. Here, there is no longer a dense wind pillar, but a dark gray strange wind. This dark gray strange wind comes and goes without a trace. It seems light, but its power is terrifyingly powerful.

The barbarian beast whose strength is comparable to the seventh level of the True Dao is blown by this dark gray monster, and his whole body will immediately shrink and turn into a mummy in a blink of an eye.

This strange wind is the most terrifying ghost storm in the Huangfeng Wilderness. It can easily blow the master of the seventh level of the True Dao into a dry corpse.

The storm is even more terrifying, and the barbarian beasts that live here are even more powerful. There are even ancient giant beasts that are comparable to the ninth level of the True Dao Master. In addition to the barbarian beasts and ghost storms, there are also various strange plants growing here, and each plant is a fatal killer.

Zhang Ye walked through the dense wind pillars, with a hint of fatigue on his face.

Flying deep in the Huangfeng Wilderness, Zhang Ye's brain was calculating all the time. He needed to avoid the terrible ghost storm, all kinds of terrible beasts, and all kinds of terrible plants.

Flying carefully and calculating continuously, Zhang Ye realized every potential and soon entered a strange state of perception.

A strange wind came out from Zhang Ye's body. Zhang Ye's figure became faintly visible, as if it had merged into the wind and left with the wind at any time.

(To be continued)
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