66 The battle of the trapped beast is completed, continue
Two figures of monks, one behind the other, were running fast on the dark sunset field in the middle of the night.
The grassland is dim and the visible range is very small, but cultivators can use their spiritual consciousness to detect the surrounding environment within a certain range, so running at high speed in the middle of the night is not an obstacle.
As Zheng Zhicheng ran in panic, he looked back from time to time to look at Ye Chen's position.
"Damn, so difficult!"
Zheng Zhicheng was still unable to get rid of Ye Chen, and he couldn't help but curse in his heart.
The search range of his consciousness was half smaller than that of Ye Chen, so he had to look back to see where Ye Chen was. Once he saw Ye Chen's figure, he immediately panicked and shot a light blue water arrow behind him to block Ye Chen's attack.
Chase.
Although the water arrow may not be able to hit, it can still interfere with Ye Chen's pursuit.
If it were to hit Ye Chen, the power of the water arrow would not be enough to cause much damage, but the water arrow spell had a slowing effect and could immediately slow down Ye Chen's running speed, which would be of great benefit to his escape.
"This water arrow is too inaccurate!"
Ye Chen sneered and chased after him. When he saw the water arrows coming from the front, he immediately fired a fireball to fight back. Zheng Zhicheng was so battered that he had to flee for his life.
Zheng Zhicheng used up all his strength and ran wildly. He quickly thought of something and his face couldn't help but change. "No! Ye Chen was obviously nearly twice as fast as me. Why did he follow behind slowly instead of catching up?"
What does fighting mean?"
"Damn it, does he want to use up all my mana first and then kill me?"
Zheng Zhicheng was confused and made quick guesses.
With his intelligence, he must have figured out what kind of tricks Ye Chen was using. He suddenly stopped, turned around and shouted, "Ye Chen, if you have the ability, come here and kill me. You keep using fireballs, what tricks are you using?!"
Ye Chen immediately stopped and was more than ten feet away from Zheng Zhicheng.
Ye Chen looked at Zheng Zhicheng with a strange expression and said slowly,
"I have seen demon rats in this wilderness. Before they die, they will suddenly explode and their strength will increase sharply. It is very easy to hurt their opponents and turn defeat into victory. I learned an experience from them -
- A dying prey cannot get too close. It will fight to survive. You are struggling to your death and fighting to survive. So I will not get within ten feet of you. My fireball can come from any distance.
I'll kill you from afar."
"Don't expect me to make mistakes!"
"I won't give you any chance to make a comeback, not even a little bit!"
Ye Chen's voice was very cold.
It was so cold that Zheng Zhicheng almost went crazy and despaired.
sucker Punch!
The fight between trapped beasts!
Yes, this is the last struggle a weak monk can make.
"I am at the first level of the Qi Refining Stage, and I can only attack as far as ten feet. You are at the second level of the Qi Refining Stage, and the range of your spells exceeds ten feet. You will win, and you have to deprive me of the right to fight trapped beasts!
You are more ruthless than me!"
Zheng Zhicheng smiled sadly.
He suddenly understood that Ye Chen was always ten to twenty feet away, and how cruel this hand was. How could this not make him despair and feel powerless.
"If you don't want to fight with me, I will fight with you!"
Zheng Zhicheng roared ferociously, stamped his feet, and lunged towards Ye Chenfei with his spiritual sword in hand.
"Stop dreaming!"
Ye Chen sneered, raised his hand, and instantly summoned a fireball, swung it out, and blasted it towards Zheng Zhicheng.
Zheng Zhicheng was shocked and dodged, but still couldn't escape. Boom! Another fireball hit his chest, and he flew several feet away. He rolled on the ground a few times, covered in blood, but he quickly got up from the ground again.
, running away towards the setting sun in the wilderness.
Zheng Zhicheng vomited blood while still laughing crazily, "Ye Chen, you can't kill me! Your fireballs and black iron spirit armor can't be broken!"
"If one can't kill you, then ten! Let me see how many you can block!"
Ye Chen was too calm and fired a fireball, blasting it towards Zheng Zhicheng from a distance.
The accuracy of the fireball is not very good, and it often misses and lands next to Zheng Zhicheng, but this is not a problem. It just consumes mana. Ye Chen has enough mana to slowly kill Zheng Zhicheng. Low-level Black Iron Spirit Armor also has
Even with its extreme defense, it could not withstand the continuous blast of fireballs.
"As long as I don't die today, I will come back to take revenge! ...No, I won't come back to fight you. I will ask my master to come back to take revenge and let him kill you himself. You have a short period of refining your energy.
Can the second-level monks compete with the eighth-level monks in the Qi refining stage!"
Zheng Zhicheng roared fiercely and ran forward desperately, avoiding the small fireballs that kept coming from behind. He already regretted in his heart that he should not have left the fairy city to chase Ye Chen and ended up in this situation. His physical strength was rapidly depleting.
If you continue chasing, you may eventually die of exhaustion.
Zheng Zhicheng was running at full speed when he suddenly saw a dense forest in front of him. He was overjoyed and rushed in, heading deep into the forest.
The forest is better than the grassland. It is blocked by tall trees and can avoid fireballs coming from a distance.
Rushing into the woods, Zheng Zhicheng suddenly stopped.
He stared in horror at a demonic porcupine, a few feet away in front of him, covered in brown and yellow thorns, and his whole body was cold.
"First-class superior demon porcupine! Its strength is equivalent to that of a third-level monk in the Qi refining stage! Damn it, how could we meet a demon porcupine!"
Zheng Zhicheng swallowed hard and kept retreating.
The two sharp tusks on the mouth of this monster porcupine were arched on the ground, making a "humming" sound as it searched for food in the grass. Suddenly, it looked up in alarm at Zheng Zhicheng, who had intruded into its feeding territory.
Roar!
It suddenly showed an angry look, and the sharp thorns on its back began to glow yellow, getting brighter and yellower.
This is a sign of an attack.
...
Ye Chen chased him to the edge of the woods and stopped, slightly surprised.
"Why is there a forest here? Has it left the Sunset Field and reached the edge of the Porcupine Forest?"
"There are some dangers in the porcupine forest, but if we don't chase him, Zheng Zhicheng may have to use the woods to escape. Once Zheng Zhicheng escapes, I'm afraid he will not appear again. It is almost impossible to catch him again. What he will face at that time is
National Preceptor Zheng Yuan is an even more terrifying and powerful enemy!"
Ye Chen thought in his mind, gritted his teeth and rushed into the woods.
Zheng Zhicheng suddenly turned around and wanted to exit the porcupine forest, but when he turned around, he saw Ye Chensao appearing ten feet away.
"Stuck!"
Zheng Zhicheng's whole body was as cold as if he had fallen into an ice cave. There was a demon porcupine in front of him, Ye Chen behind him, and tall trees on both sides.
"snort!"
The demon porcupine roared low and furious, and the sharp thorns on its back burst out with a burst of yellow light. A yellow earth arrow "swished" out from the sharp thorns and flew towards Zheng Zhicheng.
Poof!
This earthen arrow pierced the damaged low-level spiritual armor from Zheng Zhicheng's back.
Zheng Zhicheng was about to attack Ye Chen when he suddenly felt a pain in the back of his heart. He groaned and blood gurgled out of his chest. He was completely weak and knelt on the ground. With a thump, the spiritual sword in his hand fell to the ground and fell to the ground.
His blood twitched, and his pupils gradually blurred, "No! I have just started to take the path of cultivating immortality, how can I fall here! I won't accept it!"
"Demon porcupine!"
Ye Chen was startled, put away the fireball spell he was about to fire, and quietly retreated into the darkness.
The demonic porcupine used its fangs to dig hard at Zheng Zhicheng's body. After discovering that Zheng Zhicheng, who had invaded its territory, was dead, it snorted with satisfaction, turned around, and disappeared into the woods.
"Zheng Zhicheng is finally dead!"
After a while, Ye Chen saw that there was no movement, then he stepped forward and landed on the ground in front of Zheng Zhicheng. He felt for breath and found that Zheng Zhicheng was out of breath.
"A low-level dark iron spiritual sword, worth ten spiritual stones."
"A pair of black iron spirit armor has been seriously damaged. If you sell it, you will probably only get ten or twenty spirit stones."
"A small storage bag... there are actually seven hundred spiritual stones in it! A bottle of Qi Yi Dan, several bottles of low-level spiritual wine. A book of unlearned low-level spell "Wind Blade"."
Ye Chen searched Zheng Zhicheng's belongings and found a small storage bag. He looked surprised and secretly felt sorry for Zheng Zhicheng.
The national preceptor Zheng Yuan actually gave Zheng Zhicheng so much wealth.
Just a small storage bag is very valuable. There are so many spiritual stones in the storage bag. If Zheng Zhicheng stays in the fairy city, it will be enough for a year and a half, and he can cultivate to the second or third level of the Qi Refining Stage.
Above, he had to go out of the city to chase him, so that's all. He was killed by a demon porcupine while he was still in the porcupine forest. His death was really unfair.
Now, these spiritual stones belong to him.
Ye Chen excitedly collected these belongings and put everything into a small storage bag. Then a fireball burned Zheng Zhicheng to ashes to prevent him from becoming the belly food of wild beasts.
"I used to rely on the Immortal Mansion to grow spiritual herbs, and I would sell a few of them every night in fear, slowly accumulating spiritual stones to avoid being discovered by others. There are currently less than a hundred spiritual stones in the Immortal Mansion."
"Now I suddenly have more than 700 spiritual stones in my hand, which can be used for a relatively long time. In the next few months, I don't even need to go back to the fairy city. I can practice hard in the Sunset Field and the Porcupine Forest."
"These spiritual stones can completely support me until I reach the third or fourth level of the Qi Refining Stage!"
Ye Chen was excited, but he was not happy for long. When he thought of Zheng Zhicheng's great supporter, the national teacher Zheng Yuan, he immediately felt a heavy pressure.
The national master of the Wu Kingdom! An eighth-level monk in the Qi refining stage! A disciple of the Jinding Immortal Sect, one of the nine great sects!
Several of Zheng Zhicheng's associates in Immortal City and the seven or eight monks in Yunxin's small camp all knew that they had a fight with Zheng Zhicheng. There were so many people that it was extremely difficult to keep it secret. As long as Zheng Yuan traces it, sooner or later he will know that he has killed his only direct descendant.
Disciple, this is very fatal!
"Practice, practice with all your strength! You must be able to protect yourself before Zheng Yuan comes to find you."