The situation became strange. In the internal circle of Taichu, clones ran in front of the sword, and many figures behind them were chasing stars and moon, and they were chasing each other. In the pursuit, there were even constant intimidation and threatening words.
The clone deaf ears.
This made the monks chasing him very angry. They were always wary of such a thing, afraid that someone would come out to get a bargain, but they still couldn't defend themselves. Now they didn't know who the guy was running away in front of them. If someone escaped, they wouldn't even find someone to look for. Judging from some external characteristics, they were the sword cultivators of the individual race.
Some people with good eyesight also saw some incongruity, that is, although the treasure gourd kept flying around the man, it seemed that there was no trend of being subdued, which inevitably made people hope.
While chasing and fleeing, time passed and some people fell behind, but most people were still unable to get rid of it like maggots on their bones. Moreover, because nearby monks were attracted to hear the movement, not only were there many people chasing their clones, but more and more gradually.
There were even several times when someone intercepted from the front and sides, and the clones were forced to escape in a circle, and they were filled with danger.
Time has been delayed for a long time. The real successful treasure hunt is to snatch it and leave it, and then hide its whereabouts. Others don’t even know who has succeeded. From this point of view, the clone’s treasure hunting this time was very slow. If it weren’t for the fast enough, he would have been trapped in the siege.
If the situation continues, the situation will only get worse and worse. The scope of Taichu Realm can be operated smaller and smaller, and the probability of being intercepted will become greater and greater.
The sword gourd and Feirao's treasure gourd around him still maintained that regular vibration, with no sign of stopping, as if the brothers who had been away for a long time were expressing their feelings to each other, endlessly.
The clones really want to ask if they have talked enough. But it’s useless to ask. Although the treasure gourd has some spirituality, it is only the most treasure of the treasure, and it has not yet reached the level of spiritual wisdom.
I can only be tough!
I didn't dare to collect it rashly before because I was afraid that I would be shocked by the treasure gourd. The clone has a unique advantage and has attracted the treasure gourd to invest, which has already gained a huge advantage. However, judging from the current situation, it is too variable to continue to delay.
The thought was settled, and the clone activated the spiritual power. The sword gourd was slightly shocked, and it was about to inspire the sword energy and activate the sword formation.
If you want to collect it forcibly, you have to ensure that the treasure gourd is inextricable after being alarmed. The clone is the way for the sword cultivator, so you can only activate the sword formation to block the four directions.
However, in this way, the speed will inevitably decrease significantly, so there will not be too much time left for the clone, and it may only be a few breaths. At that time, whether it succeeds or not, the pursuers will arrive.
However, just as the clone poured its own spiritual power into the sword gourd and had not yet had time to move, the vibration of the treasure gourd suddenly stopped and no longer circulated around him, but instead floated not far away beside him.
The clone frowned and stared at the treasure gourd, and raised his hand tentatively.
Without any dodging or resistance, the treasure gourd was caught in his hands!
So you are afraid of being hard too?
...
Nan Xiong was still dancing on the tip of the knife, and his grievances that had never been seen before were accumulated in his heart, making him almost vomit blood. It is undeniable that this guy wearing armor was a bit incredible. If there weren't a group of people who helped him, he would have been killed by others.
He probably understood that he was the first to be the first to be a leader, so he was targeted like this. However, the other party was so powerful that he was really angry and became nervous. Sooner or later, he would take off his armor and see who the guy inside was!
The violent attack converged, and the scarlet tall figure turned into a stream of light and quickly moved away. The attacks fell on the back of the figure, making a loud bang, but they could not do anything.
It was not until a moment later that Nanxiong gasped, calmed down, and his eyes were filled with the joy of escaping from death.
He didn't know why the other party suddenly left like this, because he felt that he was about to be unable to hold on. As long as the other party's offensive was maintained for another half cup of tea, he would be more likely to be in danger.
The opponent's offensive was unreasonable, completely ignoring the others, and staring at him and greeting him alone. If it weren't for his strong enough background, he would not have been able to stick to the present.
Maybe the other party has reached its limit, right?
A slanted armor like that must be a huge burden on a Divine Sea Realm. Ordinary monks cannot hold on for too long, so the other party will retreat?
"Brother Nan!" Someone looked at him, his eyes showed a desire to ask for what to do next.
The strong enemy has retreated, and it is a question of what they should do next. Whether to chase the guy in armor or chase the treasure gourd, it seems that it is not appropriate.
A confrontation just now made everyone understand the other party's strength and had no interest in fighting with Yanjia again. As for the treasure gourd... so long has passed, who knows whether the treasure gourd was successful? It may be a waste of time to rush over now.
Nanxiong calmed down, tidyed up his clothes, and said, "I want to recuperate for a few days. Please do whatever you want. I, Nanxiong, have recorded the meaning of helping me."
Everyone nodded, and they wanted this sentence, and there was no need to say anything. They dispersed in groups of three or two. However, judging from the choices of most of them, they were still following the direction of the treasure gourd, which was obviously not giving up.
On the other side, the clone was still running away, and the treasure gourd was collected, which made many people see it, hurt in their hearts, and threats and intimidation were becoming more and more disturbing, especially the monks who rushed to the front, all of them shouted.
Some people have to hand over the treasure gourd obediently, otherwise they will die without a place to bury him.
Someone wants to leave his name and want to have a good chat with him.
There are also threats with realms...
The clone didn't want to cause any more trouble. Now that the treasure gourd has succeeded, he just needs to wait for the help of the deity and teleport to the deity at any time. At that time, no one can know where the treasure gourd has gone without anyone knowing it.
But these guys' mouths are so broken, they are so quarrel.
Moreover, Lu Ye felt that it would not be appropriate to teleport away in public in such a grand manner. At that time, he would not be able to reveal one of his trump cards, and it would be best to have some cover up while teleporting.
A thought arises, and there is a plan.
After a while, the monks chasing the front were surprised to find that the human sword cultivator who had seized the treasure gourd in front was getting slower and slower.
I couldn't help but feel very happy, knowing that this must be a sign of too severe spiritual power consumption.
This is abnormal if it is put on the Dharma cultivator, but if it is a sword cultivator, it is understandable. As we all know, the sword cultivator is the most beneficial to kill, but correspondingly, the battery life is the worst. Therefore, when fighting with other factions, the sword cultivator often determines the victory or defeat or even life and death in a very short time. There are few fierce battles. Once this happens, it means that the sword cultivator has fallen into a downturn.
This is a situation that every qualified sword cultivator will avoid.
The sword cultivator's speed is getting slower and slower, and it is undoubtedly a bit unsustainable.
This made the chasing monks see hope, and they all look like they are injected with chicken blood and are trying their best to pursue them.
As time goes by, the distance between them gets closer and closer, gradually getting closer to the attack range. So, some magic begins to cross and fight towards the sword cultivator.
The sword cultivator's situation seemed to be getting more and more embarrassed, with his body standing on the left and right, as if he was shaking lights.
The front row of pursuers were three figures, including two human races, one wing race. The two human races could rush forward because of their exquisite escape skills. The wing race was their own ability. This guy has a pair of gray wings and is naturally proficient in flying. In terms of flight speed, all races in the starry sky can rank among the top.
Seeing that the sword cultivator was shaking, the Wing Clan gritted his teeth and said, "Two fellow Taoists, this is not a solution. It requires a decisive method."
The two human races also knew this truth, but the magic power used in pursuit is not much greater. Magic with great power requires time to accumulate momentum. How can there be time to accumulate momentum for them?
"Why did this fellow wing tribe teach me?" asked one of the human race.
The Wing Clan said, "I have a technique to determine the sound, and I would like to ask you two to help me." As he said this, regardless of whether the two agreed or not, he quickly sent a few words.
Although they are not familiar with each other, there is a prerequisite for cooperation at this time. After the sword cultivator is solved, it will not be too late to determine the ownership of the treasure gourd!
There is no need to explain this clearly, everyone knows it.
The two human races looked at each other and nodded. After a moment, they each used a wonderful technique to attack the sword cultivator in front, but this time they attacked one left and one right, limiting the sword cultivator's movement space.
Almost as they took action, the wing tribe shook, and under one wing, a black feather suddenly shot out and broke through the air in an instant.
There was only one black feather that was shot out, but it suddenly split during the flight. In an instant, the traces of black feathers were covered with huge space, directly wrapping the area where the sword cultivator was located, making people unable to see it.
Each black feather contains great damage. The feedback obtained from the black feather allows the Wing Clan to accurately judge that the sword cultivator in front has been beaten to pieces!
A shrill scream came from it and ended abruptly.
He couldn't help laughing: "Thank you both!"
As he said this, the whole person turned into a black line, flashed away at an incredible speed, and directly re-entered the large area wrapped in black feathers.
Seeing this, the two human races immediately cursed, knowing that they had been used by others. No one expected that the Wings clan would still have such a trick. With this trick, he could have caught up with the sword cultivator. But he was not sure of taking the other party, so he kept holding on and finding the right opportunity to fool them and help him, and he would get rid of the fire again.
Now the sword cultivator is probably in danger. After all, he is so miserable and has no luck. The treasure gourd will probably be snatched away by the Wing Clan.
How could they bear this? They were so angry that they took action again and rushed forward.
Chapter completed!