Humanity’s Great Sage

There are a lot of monks in Wanmo Ridge in this area, so Lu Ye's speed is really not fast. Every time there is a little movement around him, he has to stop and hide himself with the help of hidden spirit patterns.

Silently estimate the time.

He needs to stay as far away from this area as possible within an hour, only in this way can he fight for more vitality for himself.

Soon, an hour passed.

The blood-colored light appeared on the surface of the body again, and then the blood-colored beam of light rose into the sky. Such an obvious phenomenon, as long as the nearby monks are not blind, they can see clearly.

At the same time as the blood-colored beam of light erupted, Lu Ye threw a few pills of Yuanling Pill into his mouth. The flames surged behind his back, and a pair of wings spread out. Blessed by the flying wing spirit pattern, the wings fluttered and turned into a stream of light that went straight to the distance. rush away.

The position has been exposed, and there is no teleportation array to rely on. Now all he can rely on is his own speed.

Although he is only at the third level, with the blessing of the flying wing spirit pattern, his flying speed is not inferior to the average sixth and seventh level monks. If he adds Fengxing, his speed will be even faster.

Flying not far away, there were a few streamers of light in front of him, obviously the monks from Wanmo Ridge who had sensed the movement and came to investigate. When they saw a red light rushing towards them at an extremely fast speed, they all looked shocked and stopped one after another.

The speed of flying can often represent the strength of a person's cultivation base. Generally speaking, the higher the cultivation base, the faster the flying speed, regardless of the imperial weapon or the imperial sky, so it is difficult for the weak to escape from the hands of the strong. Because running away is useless.

When they saw Lu Ye's red light, the monks from Wanmo Ridge didn't think much about it, they just thought it was a strong man from their own camp.

It wasn't until Lu Ye's figure passed by them that the battlefield imprints on the backs of several people flashed red light, and then they came back to their senses.

That's not from their own camp at all, but from the Haotian League.

Moreover, the opponent's spiritual power fluctuations are not as powerful as imagined, at most it is only a cultivation base of the third or fourth level...

The third and fourth layers, the Haotian League...

One of them suddenly came back to his senses: "It's that Lu Yiye!"

Shouting like this, he immediately chased in the direction where Lu Ye was escaping. He has a fifth-level cultivation base, so he won't be afraid of a third-level one.

Seeing this, several companions followed suit.

However, within one stick of incense, they were thrown away by Lu Ye and disappeared without a trace, all of them looked depressed, regretting that such a great opportunity would pass them by.

Lu Ye didn't try to hide his figure anymore, because he couldn't hide anymore, the flying wing spirit pattern continued to urge, rampant, and encountered many monks from Wanmo Ridge on the way, but those people didn't expect him to act so boldly , are the same as the monks he encountered in the first wave, and it was too late when he reacted and wanted to pursue him.

Messages were constantly being sent in all directions, announcing Lu Ye's current location, and a large number of monks from Wanmo Ridge chased after Lu Ye, looking for him.

During the flight, Lu Ye kept throwing Yuanling Pills into his mouth to replenish the spiritual power he had consumed.

Under the continuous urging of the flying wing spirit pattern, it consumes a lot of energy. With his current level 3 cultivation base, if he doesn't swallow the spirit pill to replenish it, it won't take half a day, and his spiritual power will be exhausted.

Even if Tun Dan replenishes, it is still a bit beyond the means.

This hasn't stimulated Fengxing yet. If Fengxing is continued, the consumption will only be greater.

Without stopping for an hour, the blood-colored beam of light erupted again.

Only a moment later, a stream of light suddenly approached him from the side, obviously sensing the movement and rushing over, the stream of light was so fast that even if Lu Ye activated the flying wing spirit pattern, it could not compare to the other party.

Lu Ye knew at a glance that the person coming was a strong man of the eighth or ninth level, and felt helpless, after all, he was still targeted by such a strong man.

There are flying wings and Fengxing spirit patterns, and he doesn't care if they are below the seventh level, including monks in the seventh level, but those in the eighth or ninth level can't really escape.

However, if he couldn't run, he still had to run, his heart felt ruthless, Feng Xing's spirit pattern also blessed his body, and if his speed increased, the spiritual power in his body would flow out like a flood that had been released from the gate.

This sudden increase in speed surprised the strong man from Wanmo Ridge who was chasing him, and then he shouted angrily: "Lu Yiye, you can't escape, just catch it quickly, I can give you a good time!"

The voice sounded familiar, and Wei Que's figure immediately appeared in Lu Ye's mind.

It's really unlucky, no matter where you go, you can meet this fellow!

Just as he was rushing, another ray of light shot up obliquely from below, and flew straight towards him.

Lu Ye's face changed drastically, and he grabbed the golden body token, urging secretly with his spiritual power, ready to use this last life-saving trump card at any time.

Without him, the streamer's spiritual power rushing out from below fluctuates strongly, and it is also a ninth-level realm.

Under such a back and forth attack, how can there be any way out?

This is also the reason why Lu Ye realized that he was in a bad situation before and acted decisively alone. There is only one piece of golden body token, and he can use it to save his life when he has to. He and Feng Yuechan are also with him, they will only suffer unreasonable disasters.

The distance between each other quickly narrowed, and Lu Ye was about to activate the power of the Golden Body Order, but a strange voice came from his ear: "Let's go!"

When the words fell, Liu Guang brushed past him and met Wei Que who was chasing him.

In an instant, spiritual power surged, and the two fought.

"Thank you, brother!" Lu Ye shouted, and his figure swept away like thunder and lightning.

He didn't know who helped him at this critical moment and stopped Wei Que. The only thing he could be sure of was that the other party belonged to the Haotian League.

Maybe it was a helper invited by Li Baxian, or maybe it was just passing by here, but no matter what, they finally escaped.

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Lu Ye rejoiced and moved on.

After a while, he got down, found a hidden place, and recuperated a bit. The continuous running all the way was really tiring, and he must not let go of any opportunity to repair himself.

After only one stick of incense, there was a burst of sound of breaking through the air above the head, obviously the monks from Wanmo Ridge were chasing after them.

Now his location will be exposed every hour, and there is no way to hide it completely. Although he is safe now, his location will be exposed again in a while, so he has to leave quickly and can't stay in one place for too long, otherwise everyone who gathers There are too many monks in Moling, he must be surrounded.

After eating something and swallowing some panacea, Lu Ye embarked on the road of escape again.

There is no rush to activate the flying wing spirit pattern, and the location has not been revealed yet, so don't be too impatient.

Half an hour later, guessing that the blood-colored beam of light was about to erupt again, Lu Ye urged the flying wing spirit pattern again, galloping like lightning.

The road to escape is extremely difficult, and the secret technique of the tracing disk cannot be cracked at all. Every time his position is exposed, a large number of monks from Wanmo Ridge will chase him. There are too few of them.

He could only flee desperately, buying himself as much time as possible, praying that the hunting grounds would close as soon as possible.

However, this time the heavenly secrets did not seem to favor him too much. The hunting ground shrouded in bloody light curtains showed no sign of closing at all. On the hunting list hanging high in the sky, Lu Ye's ranking continued to drop. It's now number seven.

He encountered a few eighth- and ninth-level monks who were difficult to contend with, but it usually didn't take long before someone from the Haotian League would step in and stop the pursuers for him.

One time may be a coincidence, two or three times is the connection between Li Baxian and Feng Yuechan.

Now in the hunting ground, Wanmo Ridge is chasing and killing Lu Ye so aggressively, how can they hide it from the cultivators of the Haotian Union? At first, many people didn't know what happened, but after Li Baxian and Feng Yuechan asked some people to take action, the news spread quickly.

As a result, in many places, monks from the two camps are fighting fiercely, and people continue to die.

According to the progress of the hunting grounds in the past, when this kind of hunting grounds may be closed at any time, except for the few strong ones who are vying for the hunting list, most people will choose to go dormant, because the benefits and opportunities they deserve have basically been obtained. The point of time is naturally to protect oneself as the main purpose.

But this time the situation was completely different from the past. As time passed, the struggle between the monks of the two camps not only did not subside, but intensified.

High in the sky, Lu Ye's figure flitted across, blessed with the two spirit patterns of Feiyi and Fengxing, and the speed far exceeded his own limit.

However, a few miles away behind him, there is a stream of light relentlessly chasing him, and another stream of light is rapidly approaching more than ten miles away.

A little closer is an eighth-level monk, and a little farther away is a ninth-level monk.

With Lu Ye's current speed, only monks at the eighth or ninth floor could catch up with him.

Originally, three people were chasing and killing them, but not long ago, a strong man from the Haotian League made a move and entangled one person, so now there are only two left.

But even so, Lu Ye was chased to nowhere.

Whether it is the eighth or ninth level, the distance to him is getting closer. Obviously, in terms of speed, the two of them will surpass Lu Ye, especially the ninth level, which is extremely close.

At this time, more than a day has passed since he started his great escape. With his third-level cultivation base, he has persisted for so long under the pursuit of many experts from Wanmo Ridge. No one will believe him if he tells it. With the help of Shaohao Tianmeng powerhouses, the most important thing is that his own speed is fast enough.

But it has reached the limit, among other things, there is not much spiritual power left in his body, even if he has been swallowing the elixir, he can't hold on anymore.

There is also mental pressure. Running between life and death like this is a huge burden on a person's mind.

But even so, he has no intention of giving up.

When he was repairing a place before, he took the time to arrange a teleportation array. Although the teleportation array was not concealed enough, and he didn't have time to arrange other concealment arrays, as long as he was given another cup of tea, he could arrange it again. A teleportation array directly teleports two hundred miles away, thus getting rid of these two pursuers.