Feng Jing has always been extremely cautious in this out-of-bounds hunting ground. Not to mention the strength of his palace master-level creation realm, even a world-lord level expert cannot be careless in this out-of-bounds hunting ground. Out-of-bounds hunting
Although most of the cultivators in the field are cultivators in the realm of high gods and ordinary creations, it is not impossible to encounter some powerful creations at the realm lord level.
Xia Yan was in the hunting ground outside the boundary. If he did not include the time in the Tower of Time, it was only a few years. However, he met a cultivator of the core palace master level creation realm five times and a world lord level creation realm cultivator once.
.It’s only been three years!
Therefore, when Feng Jing noticed that there was a breath suddenly appearing within his sensing range, he immediately concentrated his mind like a hedgehog being violated.
After a few breaths, Feng Jing saw a faint white figure in his sight.
"Um?"
"That's..."
"Impossible, how could it be him? Could it be that this kid has really never left the outside area of our dome world?"
Feng Jing's face changed slightly, and he stared at the increasingly clear white figure that could be seen in his sight. At this time, the white figure was only three or four thousand miles away from him.
"Ah...it's really this kid. No, I have to notify Master as soon as possible." Feng Jing's eyes widened suddenly, and then his spiritual power burst out, and he quickly flew away in the opposite direction.
He knows that with his own strength, he is no match for Xia Yan. But at this time, he is not too worried. He has the secret method of chasing stars and chasing the moon. In his opinion, Xia Yan cannot catch up with him. Last time,
He relied on chasing stars and moons to successfully escape Xia Yan's pursuit.
"Huh? It's the message sent by Feng Jing."
In the Qiong World Station, Lin Chuanyun, who was sitting cross-legged in a building with his eyes closed and meditating, sensed a message in the sound transmission crystal, which was sent by his disciple Feng Jing, and he used his thoughts to investigate with doubts.
.
Not long ago, Feng Jingcai left here, and less than an hour had passed.
"What?"
"I met the practitioner in white. Is he the boy who killed Ma Fangjie and the other three?"
As soon as Lin Chuanyun had an idea, he immediately sent a thought to ask Feng Jing's current location.
Soon, Feng Jing transmitted his location to his master through the sound transmission crystal.
"Whoosh!"
Feng Jing fled quickly in front, but thousands of miles away, Xia Yan, dressed in white, was pursuing closely.
"Hmph, when Master comes here, you will die." Feng Jing thought with hatred in his heart, "I can't increase my flying speed too fast. If he sees no hope of catching up with me, he may end up like last time.
In that case, choose to give up directly. When he hides and we look for him again, it will take a lot of time. So..."
Feng Jing secretly thought about how to hold Xia Yan back.
At this time, Xia Yan, who was in the rear, had of course already recognized that the cultivator in front was the only one who survived among the four people he fought in a fierce battle last time.
"The hunting ground outside the boundary is so big that I can meet this person again. He is really unlucky." Xia Yan smiled slightly, but his flying speed continued to increase.
"Huh?"
"Last time, this guy suddenly used a magical power to speed up his flight and successfully escaped. This time, it seems..."
Xia Yan felt that Feng Jing, who was fleeing in front, did not use the extreme flying speed like last time. Last time, although Xia Yan could not catch up, he also knew clearly how fast Feng Jing's extreme speed was.
Feng Jing's current speed is far inferior to the extreme speed he showed last time.
"Did you do this on purpose?"
Xia Yan's eyes narrowed.
"Perhaps, he is waiting for powerful help to arrive. Haha, he wants to hunt me!" Soon, Xia Yan thought of this big possibility, "According to normal circumstances, this guy knows that his strength is not mine.
My opponent will definitely escape my pursuit as quickly as possible. In this case, it is possible that he is waiting for strong reinforcements."
"Haha, I don't know what kind of strength his reinforcements will have. Will he be a core palace master-level powerhouse?"
"I just broke through the realm. It would be good if I could find an opponent to let me adapt to my improved strength." Xia Yan nodded, and his speed became faster and faster.
When he was in the quasi-hall master-level creation realm, Xia Yan's speed was comparable to that of the core hall master. Even the realm master-level powerhouses would find it difficult to catch up with Xia Yan. Now that Xia Yan has broken through to the palace master-level creation realm, then
The speed has surpassed most core palace masters and is comparable to world lord level creations.
"I speed up!"
"I'll speed up!"
"No, this kid's speed is much faster than last time, chasing the stars and the moon!"
Feng Jing noticed that the white-clothed cultivator was getting closer and closer to him. In fact, just now, he had already used the secret method of Chasing Stars and Chasing the Moon, but he did not use the ultimate speed of this magical power. Now he felt that the distance between the two was getting closer and closer.
As he got closer, he kept accelerating, but the result was that the distance between the two people continued to shorten.
At first, the distance between the two was about four thousand miles, but now, it is only two thousand miles away. I am afraid that in a few dozen breaths, I will be overtaken.
Thinking of this, Feng Jing's face suddenly turned pale.
One thousand five hundred miles!
A thousand miles!
Eight hundred miles!
Five hundred miles!
Two hundred miles!
Feng Jing's extreme speed of chasing stars and moons is comparable to that of the most common realm master. Compared with the current Xia Yan, it is indeed a little worse. After a third of the tea time, Xia Yan finally
Caught up with Feng Jing.
"Damn, how could this happen? This kid's speed is so fast. Could it be...did he break through?" A frightening thought appeared in Feng Jing's heart.
"Still want to escape?"
Xia Yan shouted loudly, and raised his right palm, shining with golden light, and slapped it out. At this time, Feng Jing was about 10,000 meters in front of Xia Yan. This palm could definitely hit him.
"boom!"
Feng Jing felt the powerful force behind him, turned around quickly, activated the defensive artifact, and formed a black shield around his body. Then, his whole body's spiritual power circulated, and both palms came out.
"The Great Pressing Technique!"
A magical power was used by Feng Jing. Two huge gray palm prints collided with the golden palm prints issued by Xia Yan. A loud noise was heard and the space collapsed.
The two gray palm prints only lasted for a moment before being shattered by the golden palm print. The golden palm print rushed away the dissipated energy and hit Feng Jing's body directly. Feng Jing's defensive artifact fluctuated.
, his body was blown away like a meteor. However, the defensive artifact on the surface of his body was not defeated.
"puff!"
A mouthful of bright red blood spurted out directly from Feng Jing's mouth. Feng Jing's eyes glowed red, staring at Xia Yan. At the same time, he quickly took out a fruit and swallowed it.
Balls of light yellow light appeared. In just an instant, Feng Jing's injuries seemed to have healed.
"If you kill me, you will definitely regret it. My master is a world lord level creator. He is coming here now. If you know what is going on, you should run away as soon as possible."
When Feng Jing saw Xia Yan coming to bully him again, he quickly roared loudly.
"oh?"
"Is your master a world lord-level powerful creator?"
Xia Yan paused, hanging in the air, looking at the embarrassed Feng Jing opposite, and said with some surprise.
"That's right, my master is a powerful world lord in the Great World of Qiong. I just informed him that he is on his way right now, and I'm afraid he will be here soon." Feng Jing saw Xia Yan stop his body, and his body
Weiwei stood up straighter and spoke with confidence.
"World Lord-level powerful creator..." Xia Yan narrowed his eyes.
"Very good, you came just in time to spar with me. But now, you go and die first." Xia Yan moved his arm, a red light flashed out, and the attack artifact flew out, with a shocking murderous intention, directly
Penetrating the space and overflowing Feng Jing's body. The practitioner Feng Jing, before he could even scream, was penetrated by Xia Yan's sword energy and died. As for his soul, he didn't even have a chance to break free.
No.
"A disciple of a powerful world lord-level creator should have a lot of treasures, right?"
Xia Yan saw the three artifacts emerging from Feng Jing's corpse, and with one move of his fingers, they were taken directly into his own hands. With a slight sweep of his mind, he put them into his Lingluo Ring.
The blood mist formed by Feng Jing's body also quickly dissipated in the space.
"This guy was really waiting for help just now! However, he was so unlucky that he didn't know that I had broken through to another level." Xia Yan's mind reached out and sensed all the auras within 20,000 miles around him.
After only three or five breaths, Xia Yan sensed that a powerful aura suddenly appeared in his perception, rushing towards his location at an extremely fast speed.
"He is really a powerful creator at the realm lord level, and he has not restrained his aura."
"If it is the core hall master level, it should not have such a powerful aura." Xia Yan's eyes flashed, and his face became solemn. With Xia Yan's current strength, if he encounters the core hall master, of course there is no need to be afraid. But if the opponent is a realm master
For super-created creatures, you need to be more careful.
If a cultivator does not want others to sense him or her, he can also restrain his aura. Usually, the stronger the practitioner, the stronger his ability to restrain his aura. Of course, if he restrains his aura, he will naturally not be able to sense other practitioners.
The aura of the practitioner. And if a powerful cultivator does not restrain his aura, it will be easier for other cultivators to sense it.
"Whoosh!"
A figure appeared in Xia Yan's sight. Xia Yan stood there, motionless, just looking at the figure thousands of miles away from him.