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Shu Jun made up a few more palms from the air again, smashing the bodies of these people to pieces, obliterating the traces, and then returned to Zhong Mo with peace of mind.

"Brother, how is your health?" Shu Jun asked with concern.

"It's okay, it's just that the self-explosion of the natal flying sword caused some damage to my soul and meridians. I can't do it in a short time. Fortunately, brother, you broke through to the level of the natal baby in time, otherwise I would be dead just now. " Zhong Mo said with some fear.

"Hehe, it's also a fluke. It happened to be a critical moment to break through my cultivation. It's thanks to you, brother, who bought me precious time." Shu Jun was very moved when he thought of the situation that Zhong Mo would rather die than guard outside the cave. .

"By the way, brother, didn't you say that it would take three days to break through to the realm of the natal Nascent Soul? It's still several hours away. How could it be so much earlier?" Zhong Mo suddenly remembered this matter.

"For God's blessing, it would take me a while to break through, but after sensing the danger outside, I was anxious, Yin Changyang accidentally absorbed a ray of five-color light and merged into the soul, and then the soul suddenly It transformed into a shape and became a natal infant." Thinking of the previous situation, Shu Jun was also quite embarrassed, and he could only explain it with luck.

"Let's not talk about this, what should we do now, this place will definitely be exposed soon, should we find another place to hide?" Zhong Mo asked while healed.

Shu Jun smiled and said, "We must wait for a while in another place, but when your injury recovers, bro, then we won't have to hide."

"why?"

"Because, when the time comes, we will return to the city of evil, so we can talk about the old days with Sun Jun, and let him know the price of bullying others and chasing and killing me, Shu Jun!" Shu Jun's eyes showed a cold killing intent.

……

Half a month later, on a desolate hill.

The earth and rock exploded, and two figures shot out from the ground, they were Shu Jun and Zhong Mo.

"Brother, has your body fully recovered?" These days, Shu Jun opened up a small space in the belly of the hill, allowing Zhong Mo to heal his wounds quietly.

"Don't worry, it has fully recovered, and there is no hidden injury left. It's a pity that the cultivation base is still at the level of the mythical golden core, and there is no sign of breakthrough." Zhong Mo sighed with some regret.

"After all, it's a level of cultivation, and it's so easy to break through there. As for the God-killing tactic I used, the risk is too high. Brother, your soul is not as stable as mine. If you don't do well, you will easily lose your soul, and Sun Jun will definitely send it Countless masters are searching for us, I can't take the risk of letting you practice." Shu Jun comforted.

"Well, brother, I understand."

Zhong Mo had an open-minded personality, and soon recovered, he laughed and said, "What are we going to do now, go directly back to the Happy Building, and settle accounts with Sun Jun?"

"Not urgent,"

Shu Jun waved his hand, "Don't be in a hurry now, although we are going to have a direct confrontation with Sun Jun, but there are still many practitioners working for Happy Building in the Evil City, if we rush over directly, I'm afraid we will have another Being besieged and killed by countless cultivators, it is impossible for me to do that kind of thing again."

Zhong Mo was stunned for a moment: "Then what should we do? The Happy House offered us a very high price. As long as we are both captured or killed alive, we can get a large amount of high-grade spirit stones. Naturally, those monks will always fight against us." .”

The corners of Shu Jun's mouth curled up, and he smiled grimly: "Lingshi is only useful if you are alive. As long as you let them know the terrible price they need to pay for chasing and killing us, and plant fear deeply in their hearts, naturally there will be little I personally dare to help Happy Building."

Zhong Mo nodded thoughtfully.

A few days later, northeast of Evil City.

More than 20 cultivators gathered together, searching for the traces of Shu Jun and Zhong Mo.

Frightened by Shu Jun's terrifying strength that day, many monks at the Mythical Golden Core level had already given up the task of chasing and killing Shu Jun and the two of them. Knowing your own life is more important.

Therefore, most of the monks who continue to search for Shu Jun are masters at the Nascent Soul level.

And this team of monks is the strongest. There are not only seven or eight monks who chased and killed Shu Jun for the sake of profit, but also a master from the Happy Building, who was sent by Sun Jun himself to lead the pair. The monk started hunting down Shu Jun and the others.

The master of the happy building, named Meng Ao, not only has the cultivation base of the Nascent Soul Dzogchen, but also a frightening swordsman!According to rumors, Meng Ao once even easily beheaded more than a dozen masters at the Nascent Soul level by himself!

It was precisely because of this feat that Sun Jun guarded him.

"Hey, have you heard that a few days ago, Wu Tianlin led more than a dozen masters of the original soul to hunt down Shu Jun and Zhong Mo, and then they never came back, and there is no news until now. I'm afraid it's more than auspicious. !"

"How is it possible? Then Wu Tianlin is a master of the Nascent Soul Dzogchen, and all the companions around him have the cultivation base of the Nascent Soul. Even if they really meet Shu Jun and the others, it is impossible to lose? Let alone running away They haven’t escaped yet, so it must be a rumor, right?”

"What are the rumors? Many people already know about it. The news is absolutely true. It's just that no one has dared to speak publicly because of the suppression of the Happy Building."

"Damn, then if we go to hunt down Shu Jun and the others, aren't we also running into a tiger's mouth?"

Among the crowd, a whisper gradually sounded.

"Hmph, what are you mumbling about!" Meng Ao, who was walking in the front, suddenly turned his head and shouted coldly to the monks behind him.

"No, I didn't say anything. The brothers are a bit bored, so we just chatted casually." Under the cover of Meng Ao's power, it was impossible for these monks to speak their minds.

"Let me tell you that if Shu Jun and Zhong Mo offended our happy building, there must be no good end. As long as you kill them, you will definitely not lose any of the spirit stones that you promised you earlier, so give them all to me." Cheer up and use some refreshments, or get out of the team, and don't even think about getting a single spirit stone!"

Meng Ao also knew the recent rumors, so he deliberately shouted in a very harsh tone, which calmed down these monks.

"Hmph, he's just a brat who is in the realm of the mythical golden core. If I, Meng Ao, make a move, I'll be able to kill him easily. At that time, Lord Sun Jun will definitely promote me vigorously."

Meng Ao squinted his eyes, flashing a confident and fierce light. He had absolute confidence in his own strength. Although that Shu Jun refined the strange five-color divine light, which could destroy the spiritual imprint in the flying sword, but that was only for him. It was nothing more than an unprepared mob. For a master swordsman like himself, it was not so easy to get his own flying sword.

While thinking about it in a trance, the monks beside him suddenly became noisy and chaotic.

"What's going on? Didn't I just say that you should concentrate on searching for Shu Jun's whereabouts? Why are you making so much noise?" Meng Ao glanced at the crowd angrily.

"Mr. Meng Ao, look ahead..." A cultivator next to him stammered and pointed.

Meng Ao looked in the direction he was pointing at, his sword eyebrows twitched immediately, his whole body surged, and he spit out a mouthful of crystal clear, cold flying sword, narrowed his eyes and looked forward.

I saw two figures sitting not far in front of them in leisure, smiling and looking at Meng Ao, who else could it be if it wasn't Shu Jun and Zhong Mo?

"Shu Jun, we are going to look for you in Happy House, but you still dare to show up in front of me? Today, I, Meng Ao, will kill you with my own hands!"

Meng Ao took a step forward, and the ice flying sword floating in front of him emitted bursts of white mist, the icy breath enveloped the surroundings, and the vegetation was covered with a layer of hoarfrost.

"You cooperate with me to attack together, don't use flying swords, just use Taoism to restrain Shu Jun's actions, and don't let him escape!"

"Who kills who, but it's not certain!"

Shu Jun smiled slightly, his body suddenly rushed forward, turning into a black afterimage, approaching Meng Ao at an unimaginable speed.

"court death!"

Meng Ao's pupils constricted, and a cold killing intent came out of his body. He didn't expect that Shu Jun would dare to take the initiative to attack him before he had time to make a move.

"Ice Sword Qi!"

A silver-white sword light slashed across, leaving a long white trace on the route that the sword light passed. It was the frost mist formed by the incomparably cold air freezing all the surrounding water vapor.

Shu Jun only felt the chill rising sharply in front of him, and his face was stinging. Before the broad frost and sword light arrived, the piercing cold air had already made Shu Jun's body a little inactive.

"How stupid to use a flying sword in front of me!"

Shu Jun smiled coldly, without dodging or evading, a five-color divine light suddenly shot out from his body, and entangled with the Frost Sword in front of him.

"You are the one who is stupid!"

Meng Ao shouted loudly, the sword light that was originally attacking Shu Jun suddenly changed, the broad sword light that was more than ten feet long collapsed, and an extremely small transparent flying sword shot out from it, skillfully bypassing Shu Jun's five-colored sword The divine light shot towards his body.

Shu Jun frowned, he didn't expect Meng Ao to be a sword cultivator, his control over the flying sword was so exquisite, even the five-color divine light didn't work, so he hurriedly used the Heavenly Demon Dungeon to quickly dodge.

"Use Taoism to block his retreat!" Meng Ao roared.

Many monks beside him hurriedly used their Taoism to cover Shu Jun's surroundings, and the possible dodge route.

Their tactic is obvious, which is to use Taoism to block Shu Jun's actions, and then let Meng Ao's sword repair strength be maximized.

While dodging the ice crystal flying sword, Shu Jun dodged the approaching Taoism, and was accidentally brushed by a huge fire dragon, and even his clothes were scorched black.

"Haha, with your strength, you are still alive!" Meng Ao laughed wildly.

"Don't forget I'm still here!" Zhong Mo rushed over from the side, shot out a top-quality flying sword that Li Shujun gave him, and disturbed those monks from the side to perform Taoism, but with his mythical golden core level strength, It can only be a disturbance, after all, most of these monks are masters at the Nascent Soul level.

"It should be time." An imperceptible smile crossed the corner of Shu Jun's mouth. Since his appearance, he has deliberately concealed his strength, and even suppressed his strength to the level of the mythical golden elixir.

Just for a surprise counterattack!

Shu Jun, who was dodging rapidly, suddenly paused, his eyes widened, a powerful aura burst out, and he pointed at the blade of the ice crystal flying sword.

"Natural Nascent Soul?"

Meng Ao only discovered Shu Jun's real strength at this time, but it was too late, Meng Ao was a little careless due to the absolute advantage before, so Shu Jun hit his flying sword accurately!