Yang Cheng's figure moved, and the two people opposite him immediately followed suit, still blocking Yang Cheng's front.
Yang Cheng Yujian hovered in the air, cupped his fists with both hands, and said, "My two fellow Taoists and I are strangers to each other. I wonder if you can stop me here and give me some advice?"
After speaking, Yang Cheng gently put his hand on the storage bag and waited for the other party's reply.
"Haha, it doesn't mean anything! I just accidentally saw fellow Taoist wandering here for two or three days, and now he suddenly left. I think he must have obtained some treasure. The two of us also want to observe and experience something." Lianqi, who was wearing white clothes,
The eighth-level immortal cultivator said with a smile.
As soon as they finished speaking, the two of them separated and approached Yang Cheng with smiles on their faces.
"Were you targeted three days ago?"
Yang Cheng's face showed no expression, but he couldn't help but feel ashamed and annoyed in his heart. Fortunately, he thought that his actions were unnoticed.
However, since the other party did not take Yang Cheng seriously and allowed Yang Cheng to get the things smoothly, Yang Cheng did not give away the storage bag anyway.
But it's difficult to deal with one person, let alone two people.
Yang Cheng stood in the air, his mind began to work rapidly, thinking about solutions.
Seeing Yang Cheng stunned, the two thought they were frightened. They looked at each other, with proud smiles on their faces again, preparing to play a game of murder and treasure grabbing.
He is just a small sixth-level Qi refining person, and in this desolate and inhabited land, if he is destroyed, he will be destroyed. Even if he is destroyed, he will not be able to make any waves.
"Since you two just want to see what treasure I got, it's easy to tell. I'll just take it out and give it to you!"
Yang Cheng shouted, interrupting the two people's movements. Then he lowered his head, moved his lips slightly, and made movements with his hands to take things from the storage bag.
Under the gaze of the two people, Yang Cheng took out several talismans from the storage bag, waved and threw them towards the eighth-level Qi-refining immortal cultivator in white.
The talisman was thrown out, and Yang Cheng used all his strength to control the sword. He flashed out of the way, and while the opponent was resisting the talisman, he couldn't spare the time to intercept him. He turned into a stream of light and bypassed the opponent, flying forward at high speed.
The other tall man at the seventh level of Qi Refining next to him immediately adjusted his direction and pursued Yang Cheng with all his strength.
"You are seeking death!" The monk in white said in annoyance as he avoided the water arrows and fireballs and watched Yang Cheng pass by.
Right in front of him, a sixth-level Qi Refiner dared to play tricks on him and succeeded, which made him extremely ashamed and angry.
After breaking out of the two men's interception, Yang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief. As he quickly wielded the sword, he was secretly glad that when he came out, he wanted to try his speed, so what he stepped on now was the newly obtained Qingming Sword.
If fully controlled, the high-level magical weapon Qingming Sword would be at least twice as fast as the Purple Gold Sword, which made Yang Cheng secretly exclaim, "It's so dangerous."
Behind him, the man in white clothes at the eighth level of Qi Refining got rid of the attack of the talisman and joined the tall monk. The two followed closely, and the speed became faster and faster.
Yang Cheng glanced back while he was busy, and was immediately startled. Then he started flying without hesitation, turning into a fast white light.
Looking at the direction of travel, it happens to be the famous Xueshayuan.
Because he was too unfamiliar with the surrounding terrain, although Yang Cheng knew that the Blood Fiend Plain was not a good place for him, he had no choice at this time.
If he could enter the Blood Fiend Plain before the two caught up with him, Yang Cheng believed that with his greatly increased strength, he might have a chance to escape safely.
Otherwise, Yang Cheng would have no chance of winning against two immortal cultivators whose cultivation levels far exceeded his own.
While he was wielding his sword quickly, Yang Cheng looked back from time to time and saw the two men chasing each other closer and closer. He felt anxious and speeded up his steps again.
At the same time, Yang Cheng took out a talisman from his storage bag, chanted the spell, waved and threw it behind him.
I don't expect the talisman to hurt the two of them, but as long as it can block them a little and curb the opponent's speed, it will be fine.
As expected, the monk in white and the tall man had to slow down or make an arc in order to avoid the talisman and avoid collision.
By the time they caught up again, the distance between the two sides had been shortened, and they could only curse and chase after them.
However, Yang Cheng's action of throwing away the talisman alerted the two chasing men.
Anyway, the two of them only coveted the things on Yang Cheng's body and didn't care about Yang Cheng's life or death, so they took out their talismans and attacked Yang Cheng.
In this way, the three of them chased and attacked each other, and no one was left unscathed.
There were several times when Yang Cheng was about to be overtaken, and in desperation, he had to lead the two of them in a circle.
Because the two of them didn't know Yang Cheng's purpose, they could only chase behind them with their heads down. When they discovered that Yang Cheng had circled back again, they had lost the opportunity.
The "boom" of fire exploded, and beads of sweat continued to appear on Yang Cheng's head. He controlled the Qingming Sword to draw an arc to avoid the attack of a fireball talisman.
When I looked out again, I saw a layer of gray fog in front of me, blocking my sight. I felt happy that the Bloody Evil Plain had finally arrived!
Looking at the gray mist, Yang Cheng always felt frightened, but when he thought of falling into the hands of the two people behind him, he would definitely not let him go.
So Yang Cheng gritted his teeth, accelerated again, and rushed into the fog before the two men caught up with him.
The white-clothed monk and the two tall men behind him watched helplessly as Yang Cheng rushed into the thick fog, but they were only one step away from stopping him.
He could only stop slowly in front of the thick fog with an ugly expression, and then fell to the ground. After the last two people looked at each other, they followed into the gray fog unwillingly.
Yang Cheng Yujian rushed into the fog, and after passing through several dense fogs, he stopped at a place where he could clearly see the surrounding environment.
Only after entering Yangcheng in the Blood Fiend Plain did I realize that it was not entirely filled with gray mist.
Although he could see wisps of mist drifting past his eyes from time to time, Yang Cheng could at least see his surroundings clearly, which made Yang Cheng feel slightly relieved.
Holding the Qingming Sword and releasing the Falling Gold Tower, Yang Cheng turned around and looked at a humanoid gray creature beside him, "Is this the evil spirit?"
The humanoid creature is the size of a child, is entirely composed of thick gray mist, and floats in the air.
Not long after he broke into the Blood Evil Plain from Yangcheng, this evil spirit began to follow him.
In the process of wielding the sword at full speed, Yang Cheng's spiritual power was consumed very much. At this time, it was less than 30%. This was the result of taking a pill halfway.
Entering an environment that was obviously dangerous for those who were cultivating immortals in the middle stage of Qi refining, Yang Cheng was eager to find a suitable place to restore his spiritual power.
I saw that this evil spirit was just following him, but not attacking him. It didn't seem to be hostile.
Yang Cheng thought about it and just ignored it. He first used the Falling Gold Tower to protect himself, and then started walking around to look for it.
Following the direction of thin fog, Yang Cheng found a hill.
Although the hill is actually more like a mound, it should be enough as a temporary training and recovery place for Yang Cheng in a dangerous place. This chapter has been completed!