escape!

At this moment, for Han Mo, this was the only word left in his heart!

Run! Run! Run!

Facing a spirit-tusk elephant that would frighten even a human warrior in the middle stage of the Dragon Transformation Level 3 Gang Yuan Realm, with his current strength, it is no different than seeking death. He can only escape, run with all his strength, and escape as soon as possible

Out of sight of the tusked elephant.

Run!

Run!

With his body completely integrated into the trajectory of the wind, "Nine Transformations of Instant Shadow" was almost pushed to the limit by Han Mo, running at a rapid speed; Han Mo's current speed was so fast that it was simply unimaginable, and he often saw him just now

He was hundreds of feet away, but within a blink of an eye, his figure had already sped into sight.

"Pfft! Pfft!"

The "Sun and Moon Wings" behind him kept fanning, and huge strong winds roared up. The speed acceleration effect of the "Sun and Moon Wings" at this moment was simply more effective than any martial arts.

This made Han Mo's already extremely fast speed increase by several points.

Not only that, Han Mo even felt that every movement he made now was the incarnation of wind, and every movement represented speed, which was enough to scare any warrior who majored in speed, or even birds flying in the air.

speed……

It seems that it has reached a limit and cannot go any faster!

but……

As long as he turned around, Han Mo would realize that he was so wrong.

Spirit Tusk Elephant!

No matter how fast Han Mo was, the Spirit Tusk Elephant was always hundreds of feet behind him. It was like a nightmare that he could never get away from or break away from.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Every time the Lingtusk Elephant ran, it was like the earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking, making deafening vibrations. The whole ground was shaking, all the flowers, plants and trees were rattling, and branches and leaves fell to the ground.

This huge spiritual ivory elephant was like the god of death. It had been chasing Han Mo closely, but its huge body could not stop its speed at all, and it even increased slightly.

As if it never knew how tired it was, and as if the anger in its heart could not be vented unless Han Mo was killed, the spirit-tusked elephant was running with all its strength, chasing Han Mo.

Every time it runs, it will swing its long arms, and attacks with terrifying power will attack Han Mo ahead with thunderous momentum.

"boom!"

With the help of his agile body and powerful speed, Han Mo once again avoided the attack of the Spirit Tusk Elephant;

And just where he had landed before, the ground exploded one after another, and a huge invisible ripple spread in all directions. A violent wind roared on the spot, and countless flowers, plants and trees were uprooted and exploded inch by inch in mid-air.

Come, it turned into fly ash, falling all over the ground.

"Damn it! Damn the Lingtus Elephant, after I strengthen my cultivation, I will kill you quickly!"

Han Mo cursed secretly in his heart. His eyes were full of murderous aura, as if he couldn't wait to rush back and completely kill the spirit-tusked elephant.

"No, the speed of this spiritual elephant is too fast. It will be difficult for me to get rid of it in a short while; and, according to its speed, sooner or later I will be overtaken by it. If this continues, I

Death is certain."

Han Mo clenched his fists tightly and frowned. The situation seemed to be getting worse and worse for him.

"That's... the Valley of Fallen Souls?"

Suddenly, in front of Han Mo, a valley appeared in his sight.

…

"First Prince, why hasn't Han Mo come out yet? Did he really die in the Wasteland of Ten Thousand Demons?"

At this moment, in a hidden place in the Valley of Fallen Souls, a burly and strong middle-aged man spoke angrily to a young man next to him who was frowning.

These people were none other than Tie Hong, the eldest prince of the Ironback Canglang clan, who was waiting for Han Mo in the Fallen Soul Valley.

"Death? How can it be so easy! This Han Mo has offended me. No one can kill him except me, Tie Hong. He can only die in my hands, only me."

Tie Hong's eyes were full of anger and turned red.

As the eldest prince of the Iron-backed Canglang clan, he was supposed to be well-dressed and well-educated. Now, in order to kill Han Mo, he not only put himself in danger, but also suffered so much. The murderous intention for Han Mo has long been in his heart.

It has reached the verge of exploding.

If he saw Han Mo at this time, he would have to rush out and cut Han Mo into pieces with a thousand knives, and he would be executed by Ling Chi.

"Yes, this Han Mo has offended the eldest prince, which means he is against our Iron-backed Canglang clan. No one can save him."

The old man with a goatee had a gloomy light in his eyes.

"Well, no, what is this sound..."

Suddenly, the expression of the old man with the goatee changed, and he suddenly raised his head and looked forward.

"earthquake?"

Tie Hong also looked puzzled.

…

"Well? That's... Tiehong and the others?"

At the same time, Han Mo, who was running continuously, also changed his expression slightly, raised his head, and looked in disbelief at the direction where Tie Hong and the others were hiding.

"It's Han Mo! The eldest prince, it's Han Mo, Han Mo is out."

Beside Tie Hong, a big man shouted excitedly.

"Kill! Kill Han Mo!"

Tiehong had long wanted to cut Han Mo into pieces. Now when he saw Han Mo running towards the direction where they were, he immediately forgot everything. Now in his heart, he just had

I had this thought of killing Han Mo.

"Eldest Prince, no, there is a situation..."

Tie Hong was confused, but the old man with the goatee didn't, and directly reminded him.

but……

late!

When he spoke, Tie Hong had already taken the lead and rushed out. He stood in the middle of the avenue of the Valley of Fallen Souls, holding a long knife in his hand and a murderous look in his eyes, like a bandit who was robbing the road.

.

"Han Mo, stay alive!"

Tie Hong shouted loudly and led a group of iron-backed wolves behind him to rush towards Han Mo.

"idiot!"

Looking at the murderous Tie Hong and others, Han Mo spit out these words.

"Angang..."

At the same time, a deafening sound sounded, and a spirit-tusked elephant as big as a small mountain was seen, rushing towards the direction of the Valley of Fallen Souls with a speed that was devastating and shocking to the soul.

, before they arrived, people smelled a huge smell of blood.

"No, it's a spiritual-tusked elephant. Damn it, it's actually a spiritual-tusked elephant."

Tie Hong, who was still full of murderous intent, suddenly stagnated in mid-air. Then with a face full of panic, he suddenly turned his head and ran away like crazy towards the exit of the Ten Thousand Monsters Wasteland.

"Hurry, run away, it's the Spirit Tusk Elephant!"

The iron-backed wolf that was originally beside Tie Hong suddenly changed its expression with teeth and claws. They abandoned their helmets and armor one by one, and fled in a hurry with their tails between their legs. There was no trace of their previous majesty.

Especially the old man with a goatee who always thought that he was unparalleled in the world. At this time, his face turned pale with fright, and he was peeing. He desperately fled towards the outskirts of the Ten Thousand Monsters Wasteland, fearing that his speed would slow down a little, and he wanted to kill the third person.

It would be better to use all the legs.

"I'm just thinking about running away now, it's too late!"

At this moment, along with a sound that broke through the air, Han Mo's sarcastic voice suddenly rang in the ears of Tie Hong and others.

At the same time, a black shadow flashed past, and Han Mo seemed to have turned into a wind spirit. He suddenly floated past Tie Hong and his party at lightning speed, and surpassed him in an instant.

These people.

"You stay."

With a wave of his hand, a violent attack centered on Han Mo, pierced the void and hit the old man with the goatee.

"No!"

The strength of the old man with the goatee was not strong to begin with, and speed was not his specialty. Now Han Mo blocked him again, although it could not hurt him, but it made his already slow speed even slower.

"Han Mo, if I die, you won't survive. You won't be able to escape the pursuit of the Spirit Tusk Elephant!"

The old man with the goatee let out a shrill scream, and he was filled with unwillingness; but there was no way, Han Mo's speed was too fast, and while he was speaking, the relationship between Han Mo and him

The distance was once again extended by hundreds of feet.
To be continued...