"What is this?" The ancestor was shocked, staring at the exorcism bell that kept making "ding" sounds in front of him with blurred eyes.
As soon as this thing came out, the bloody monster actually seemed to be frozen.
Yang Chen looked surprised, a flash of light flashed in his hand, and a golden bead was thrown out by Yang Chen.
"Walk!"
Yang Chen shouted coldly and flew out of the cave with Dongfang Zimo Yujian.
Dongfang Zimo saw a golden light flying toward the big mouth of the bloody monster, and he was carried away by Yang Chen.
Just as the two flew out of the cave, there was an explosion behind them.
The sky and the earth shook for a moment, and countless dust filled the surrounding area.
"Then why did the old devil suddenly stop moving?" Dongfang Zimo said with confusion on his face.
"It must have been an exorcism that made the old devil temporarily lose consciousness. Although the elixir-killing pill can seriously injure the old devil, this person is a golden elixir monk after all. He may try to keep us here even though his vitality is seriously injured. Let's leave here quickly.
." Yang Chen held Dongfang Zimo in one hand and touched the storage bag with the other. A mini boat appeared in his hand and was thrown into the air.
The boat instantly became more than ten feet in size.
Yang Chen jumped up with Dongfang Zimo without hesitation, drove the Wind God Boat and turned into a ray of light and left.
In just a moment, the two of them flew thousands of feet away, which was not comparable to ordinary foundation-building monks.
This was Yang Chen's first time using this flying magic weapon, and he didn't expect it to be surprisingly useful.
Dongfang Zimo was currently sitting on the Wind God Boat, adjusting his breath and meditating. He glanced at the dusty cave below indifferently, and gradually calmed down after seeing no movement.
"I didn't expect that this place turned out to be the place where ancient monks sealed demonic cultivation. It really hurt Brother Zhou." Dongfang Zimo sighed and said full of vicissitudes of life.
"God's will is like this, what can I do?" Yang Chen remained vigilant at all times and did not dare to slack off while driving the Wind God Boat. Hearing Dongfang Zimo's sigh, he just said coldly.
"Senior brother is still injured. It's better to sit down and adjust your breath to heal the injury. Let me protect him." Dongfang Zimo looked at the three scars on Yang Chen's back and said with a frown.
"That's fine, but the old devil is likely to catch up at any time, junior brother... not good!" Yang Chen originally said solemnly, but suddenly his expression changed and he looked behind him with a sharp look.
"What's wrong?" Dongfang Zimo saw Yang Chen startled, and his face changed slightly, but he didn't know what was going on until he saw a cloud of blood mist behind him.
"This old demon can catch up to me so quickly even if I have one of my immortal elixirs." Yang Chen's face was gloomy, and he quickly increased the speed of Feng Shenzhou by a few points.
"You two damn brats, if you dare to cheat, I swear that I will drain your souls and refine your souls!" The blood mist behind me came from my ancestor's rumbling roar.
As soon as this ancestor appeared, the surrounding environment suddenly changed drastically, the sky was filled with dark clouds, and thunder roared wildly.
In less than a moment, the blood mist was flying towards them at an alarming speed, less than ten feet away from the two of them.
"Hmph! It's just a dead bone ear in a grave, still barking and disturbing people's purity!" Yang Chen's face turned angry, he snorted coldly, and took out a Mo Dao, the surrounding space trembled, and the Mo Dao's size skyrocketed.
When he was dozens of feet away, he slashed at the blood mist behind him.
This move seemed to drain away Yang Chen's mana, and he was seen slumped on the Wind God Boat with a pale face.
Without Yang Chen's magical control, the Wind Shenzhou's speed suddenly became extremely slow.
Seeing this, Dongfang Zimo hurriedly made a magic formula to pour mana into the Wind God Boat, and the speed returned to normal.
"You should regulate your breathing now and don't use magic power again." Dongfang Zimo said worriedly.
Yang Chen didn't say anything. After swallowing dozens of pills, he entered a meditative state, wanting to refine these pills as quickly as possible.
"Arrogant!"
After hearing Yang Chen's sarcastic words, the blood mist suddenly became furious, and several pillars of blood separated from the blood mist and rolled towards the Mo Dao.
He actually wrapped the Mo Dao tightly in the blood mist.
Just hearing a "sizzling" sound, the Mo Dao was sucked into the blood mist and never came out again.
Dongfang Zimo was horrified. Just relying on this blood mist could dissolve a top-level magic weapon. This shows how terrifying this blood mist is.
Just when Xue Wuli saw that he was about to catch up with the Wind Divine Boat.
A large number of talismans and various low-level magic weapons suddenly flew out of the air.
Among these instruments are knives, swords, axes, axes, etc...
Dongfang Zimo was grabbing a lot of elixirs and stuffing them into his mouth, while his storage bag was still filled with various low-level magic weapons.
Fortunately, Dongfang Zimo had accumulated a lot of magic weapons over the years, and found a lot of talisman pills in the bearded man's storage bag, so he dared to throw the magic weapons so generously.
In this critical moment of life and death, if the ancestor behind him catches up, he will definitely die.
So Dongfang Zimo can't control that much, he just wants to buy more time to escape.
The ancestor behind him was still in the mood to destroy these magical weapons and talismans.
Seeing the continuous attacks from the other party, he suddenly felt angry, a red light flashed, and a big bloody hand shot out.
Dongfang Zimo felt that his surroundings suddenly went dark. When he looked up, he saw a big hand pressing down.
Dongfang Zimo's eyes were filled with horror and despair, and his heart was filled with unwillingness to die like this.
But at this moment, a faint fragrance hit his nostrils, and a pink petal suddenly enveloped Feng Shenzhou.
Seeing this strange scene, Dongfang Zimo's pupils shrank suddenly and his eyes widened suddenly.
The big bloody hand in the sky pressed down, but was firmly blocked by the pink petals, unable to fall any further.
"Huh? Who is so brave and dares to destroy my ancestor's good deeds!" When the ancestor saw the sudden appearance of the petals, it immediately stopped in the air and shouted angrily.
"This man is mine, no one is allowed to touch him!"
From somewhere in the space, a pink light flew in, and a cold female voice came.
"Is it her?" Dongfang Zimo was delighted and looked towards the light.
Yang Chen, who was meditating on the side, heard this and left with a solemn expression.
The light faded, revealing a graceful woman in pink palace attire, who was the princess who had been chasing her all the way.
The woman looked towards Dongfang Zimo. When she saw that the other party was okay, she felt relieved and raised the corners of her mouth slightly.
Then he looked towards the blood mist in the distance with cold eyes, and was slightly surprised and startled.
Under the illumination of his spiritual thoughts, this old demon actually had the cultivation level at the peak of the early stage of the Golden Elixir.
However, upon closer inspection, the demonic cultivator's aura was unstable and he was obviously seriously injured.
Thinking of this, the princess ignored the demon and flew directly in the direction of Dongfang Zimo.
When the ancestor saw this, he was naturally angry. He did not expect that a golden elixir monk would come here at all.
The ancestor's face was full of uncertainty, and he looked at the woman in front of him with slight fear.
If it were normal, he would naturally not take this Jindan monk seriously.
But now that he has been hit by the Elixir-Destroying Pill, he appears to be fine, but in fact, he has used his magic power to temporarily suppress his injuries.