Smoke and dust filled the air behind, and several figures were running towards them.
They are all masters, and when they run, they are like trains rushing forward, with astonishing power. Some of the stones blocking the road are violently knocked away, causing sand and rocks to fly.
But in the distance, there was more smoke and dust, and countless masters were like tigers descending from the mountain, charging towards them, and their speed was faster than those who escaped.
Zhuo Yifan's eyes narrowed and he whispered: "The ones who escaped were Miss Fang's men. She indeed sent a large number of masters secretly."
Murong Xiaoqian whispered: "Who is chasing them?"
Zhuo Yifan's heart moved and he said happily: "Besides Dongfang Liang, there is also a man who can't deal with Miss Fang. Perhaps our savior is here."
"Run, run quickly! Zhuo Yifan's army has arrived, be sure to inform the eldest lady as soon as possible."
"Zhuo Yifan's ambition is really well-prepared. We must go back alive and let the eldest lady know his conspiracy."
"You go, I'll cover you, and you must pass the message back."
The experts from the Fang family were running wildly while discussing, with a look of determination on their faces.
"Don't even think about escaping. Surrender quickly to avoid death."
The masters chasing behind held long arrows, and while flying in the air, the long arrows tore through the void, like black spiritual snakes, twisting and rushing forward.
"It's too much to bully others. Do you really think that our eight major families are easy to bully? I will fight with you."
Several people looked back, waving their weapons to fend off the long black iron arrows.
There were probably dozens of Fang family experts lined up in a row. Almost half of them were left behind, and the remaining twenty or so people were running as fast as they could without looking back.
"Hahaha, what's wrong with just bullying your eight major families?"
"I didn't expect that one day we would be able to bully the eight major families. It's so cool."
"The eight major families are nothing in front of our Tianyao Sect! Kill them."
"Kill all the lackeys of the eight major families, leaving no one behind."
Waves of roars came out, very arrogant.
Whoosh whoosh!
Hundreds of figures leaped over, their bodies flashing with dazzling golden light, like golden people.
Zhuo Yifan was astonished. The progress of these believers was so amazing. They actually practiced the "Netherworld Golden Body Art" to a very advanced level and condensed at least hundreds of golden runes.
These runes are distributed on all major joints and vital points, as if wearing a pair of shining armor, looking very cool.
What surprised Zhuo Yifan even more was that these people were all in the Mahayana stage!
In other words, during this period, hundreds more people broke through the shackles and became masters in the Mahayana stage.
This kind of breakthrough ratio is really amazing.
In fact, it's normal to think about it. These people who were selected to participate in the treasure hunt are all masters who feel that there is no hope of breakthrough in this life. They have been stuck at the bottleneck for many years. With Zhuo Yifan's help this time, it is natural for them to make progress one by one.
After these believers broke through, their faith in Zhuo Yifan became even stronger.
In their minds, Zhuo Yifan is a god, capable of anything.
Unknowingly, their mentality has changed. They are no longer ashamed to be vassals of the family, but are proud to be believers.
Even facing the eight major families, they can act arrogantly.
Hundreds of masters attacked together, and the more than 20 masters of the Fang family were like a mantis trying to use a chariot, and were instantly submerged in the crowd.
But after being blocked like this, the more than 20 masters in front of them had already run away, and it seemed that they could not catch up.
Murong Xiaoqian said in surprise: "Are they all your followers?"
Zhuo Yifan showed a smile, nodded and said: "That's right. I didn't expect these oppressed cannon fodder from vassal families to have such a glorious day."
In fact, he felt a little horrified at this moment because he felt the presence of the power of faith again.
No matter what these believers are doing, they always recite their faith in their hearts. The power of this combined faith is very strong.
Zhuo Yifan felt his heart beating again. Although the frequency was not high, it was really beating.
The devil's heart is still there!
At this moment, Zhuo Yifan felt a surge of excitement in his heart, and his nose felt a little sore.
More and more power of faith came together and converged on the devil's heart. The white lights, like elves, quickly nourished the devil's heart, making Zhuo Yifan gradually feel the existence of the devil's heart.
But the next second, the devil's heart stopped beating, and all the power of faith exploded with a bang, instantly dispersing throughout the body.
Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but let out a comfortable sound - groan.
Instantly, there is a feeling that all the bone cells are immersed in a warm embrace.
The power of faith is indeed omnipotent, and can even nourish the body infected by invisible blood poison.
Unfortunately, the power of faith is too small, and all cells are in a state of extreme hunger and thirst.
Zhuo Yifan felt a surge of violence rising in his heart, and the feeling of hunger and thirst invaded his whole body, making it difficult to suppress.
This feeling is very strange. Not only does my stomach feel very hungry, but every part of my body, even every cell, is crying with hunger.
ah!
Zhuo Yifan shouted and rolled out of the depression.
He staggered forward, his eyes flashing with a frightening red light, and his teeth gritted loudly, as if he wanted to eat someone.
Murong Xiaoqian was stunned and looked at Zhuo Yifan's back in disbelief: "How is it possible? Brother Zhuo actually induced such a unique symptom, this is so strange!"
"Get out of the way, get out of the way, get out of my way."
Zhuo Yifan shouted sharply.
The monks around were shocked. When they saw clearly that it was Zhuo Yifan, they were all excited and hurriedly moved out of the way to let Zhuo Yifan pass.
Zhuo Yifan staggered and threw himself forward.
There, more than 20 Mahayana masters lay on the ground with their bodies dripping with blood. Even if they were not dead, they only had one breath left.
Zhuo Yifan's eyes were like those of a beggar after seeing delicious food, full of longing.
At this moment, he roared like a wild beast, rushed forward, and pressed his palm on the master who had just expired.
Everyone was shocked.
I saw that the master's body shrank rapidly. Soon, there was only an empty skin left.
Zhuo Yifan quickly pounced on the second master.
The man was not dead yet. Seeing this situation, he was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder split.
Phew!
Zhuo Yifan held him down with a palm, and he immediately felt that his essence, blood, bones, and flesh were completely soft and became like juice, flowing quickly towards Zhuo Yifan. Soon, except for a piece of skin, all his essence, blood, and bones were completely
Disappeared.
Zhuo Yifan, however, seemed to be unsatisfied and pounced on another person again.
The muscles and bones of these Mahayana masters were so tough, even comparable to magic treasures, but when Zhuo Yifan got close to them, each of them became soft and turned into juice and was absorbed by him.