"Whoosh——"
"咻咻——"
Three deadly golden arrows flashed forward and backward, several miles away in the blink of an eye.
Chen Dengming made a clone of himself and performed a Li Daitao Zhan technique. The figure avoided a golden arrow in an instant and appeared on a roof a hundred feet away.
But almost at the moment when his figure reappeared, a golden shadow of incredible speed appeared at the same time, piercing through his body without giving him a chance to dodge.
"So fast!"
Chen Dengming, who was collecting his things with He Yingyu and escaping in a low-key manner, changed his expression. Having been hit by a soul-seeking arrow before, he did not hesitate to cut off the mental connection with his clone.
"Bang!——"
The clone was directly blasted open from the chest by a powerful force, and at the same time, a greedy soul power swept through the clone instantly.
But in the next moment, the clone collapsed due to the splitting of the soul mark, and only a little residual power of consciousness was swallowed up by the golden arrows.
The golden arrows suddenly buzzed with dissatisfaction, and suddenly began to branch from the trident-like arrow position, forming three greedy, ferocious, and bloodthirsty golden faces. They were actually formed by three golden elixir soul cords. Soul arrow.
The three faces turned their heads and roared in dissatisfaction at the Soul-Eating Ancestor who slowly floated into the city from behind.
"Huh? It's actually a clone?"
There was a sound of doubt, and a person was seen floating in the night sky, his black robe moving in the wind.
The moonlight was cold, and he was holding an ebony staff. His whole body seemed to be even colder than the moonlight. His eyes were sunken and looked very sharp. They emitted a strange light in the dark night, and were more murderous than an eagle.
At this time, the entire city became increasingly quiet, because everyone who stared at the old man seemed to have lost their souls in fear, and their souls gradually flew out of their bodies and floated in the air, full of confusion.
Only the foundation-building monks were still struggling to resist, but that was all they could do. The separation of body and soul seemed to be about to happen in the next moment.
Such a terrifying and strange scene was only witnessed by a group of dying people. Jia Guoxian, who was running in panic in front, escaped into the sky above the Mingjiang River and was already forced into a desperate situation by two golden arrows.
There were two sudden roars, his defensive magic weapon penetrated, he was hit by two arrows, and a shrill scream came out.
"Spare my life!!"
"Spare your life? My disciple's body was destroyed by a few of your sanctimonious bastards from the Eastern Region. My ancestor's beloved wife is also dead now."
The Soul-Eating Ancestor smiled coldly, "It is not a pity for you to die."
Jia Guoxian roared in despair, and suddenly a strong golden light of alchemy appeared on the surface of his skin, and clear cracks appeared.
"Self-destruction? Some courage!"
The soul-eating ancestor's eyes were cold.
The two golden arrows that penetrated Jia Guoxian's body suddenly bifurcated into six golden faces, full of resentment, unwillingness, and excitement. It was as if they saw their own past situation from Jia Guoxian, and they all wanted to drag him into the water, and the leeches opened. The big sucker-like mouth sucks hard.
Suddenly, a burst of elixir power, together with Jia Guoxian's soul, was absorbed into the six faces.
"No!!"
The Soul-eating Ancestor looked at everything that happened with a cold smile, and casually killed a golden elixir, causing another golden elixir soul power to appear in the soul arrow. To him, it was just an ordinary and insignificant matter.
His eyes showed an evil and strange luster, and he slowly looked around the city. His astonishing soul power sensed the fluctuations of souls in all directions, and he asked doubtfully.
"You just escaped, or are you still not here? My ancestor didn't recognize it for a while. This so-called Taoist is actually the longevity Taoist from the longevity sect."
He became interested in Changshou Daozi, which was a good prey.
If it can be hunted, the harvest will be much better than these inferior souls in the entire border town.
With a casual move, he sent three golden soul arrows whizzing towards him.
Two of the soul arrows hovered in front of him, and a storage bag hung on one soul arrow. It was the storage bag that Jia Guoxiancai gave to Chen Dengming's clone not long ago.
Another soul arrow came out, and the fourth arrow was born. It was Jia Guoxian's painful and resentful face, looking like a ghost who had not yet begun to tame.
The Soul-Eating Ancestor picked up the storage bag, opened his cracked lips, and made an evil and bewitching sound.
"He deceived you, and all he left behind in this side city was a clone.
Tell me, what kind of strength did he have when he killed my ancestor Ai Ji before?
Then, find a place with his aura and take me to find him."
Jia Guoxian's face showed strong resentment, and he suddenly turned around. He only glanced at the storage bag, and then quickly looked away, focusing on the house that Chen Dengming had rented before.
In the wilderness nearly a thousand miles away, Chen Dengming and He Yingyu were hurrying on their way with ghost bracelets.
Facing a powerful person like the old monster Yuanying whose strength was completely unknown, they did not dare to take off in a high-profile way and could only maintain a low-altitude stealth state.
But in such a hurry, the speed will naturally not be much faster.
At this time, Chen Denming's heart was throbbing, and he suddenly felt something bad, as if he was about to be locked away from his soul by someone thousands of miles away.
He is extremely telepathic.
Especially in moments of real danger, this ability to bring happiness to the soul on a whim will multiply dramatically.
At this moment, when he sensed this situation, Chen Dengming's face was gloomy, and he did not hesitate to pull He Yingyu, his mind was spinning, and he communicated with the small formation spirit in the soul room.
"Ling'er, I feel like someone is sensing my soul and locking my position. It may be the Soul-eating Ancestor. Do you have any good way to avoid it?"
Xiao Zhenling used to be the True Monarch of Nascent Soul, an expert in playing with ghosts and spirits. His knowledge and ability in this area was much better than that of Chen Dengming, who was just a dabbler.
The little formation spirit thought hard and said, "Well, that ancestor is a figure from the same period as Henu and the Nu family. If he were to find him, he would find the house where you lived before and absorb you. Your remaining soul energy would be locked into your soul." , very easy.
Now, now you can only weaken your soul power, and then go to Mingjiang, Mingjiang, and get closer to the fallen Jedi.
Only by confounding your soul power with the aura of more ghosts and souls there can you have some chance to avoid it."
She was also extremely nervous and even stuttered when speaking.
It's really dangerous now.
If Chen Dengming is caught by the Soul-Eating Ancestor, she will also end up miserable.
Once a soul like her falls into the hands of a ghost master, she cannot survive or die, which is the best outcome.
The Soul-eating Ancestor couldn't get her from the same period in the past, but now if he catches her, he can get her soul from the same period.
Chen Dengming received the advice from the little formation spirit and had a countermeasure. Although he was frightened, he grabbed He Yingyu and made a decision immediately.
"Senior sister, we can't escape any further. We have to go to Dingjiang and get close to the Fallen Jedi. It's safer to get closer to the dangerous zone. You go first, and I'll be there soon."
Chen Dengming raised the ghost jade bracelet in his hand.
"Yeah. I listen to you."
He Yingyu's expression was solemn, and she was not hesitant at this time. She immediately executed and fled towards the south side of the Mingjiang River.
The Dajiang River is very vast and far-reaching, stretching for thousands of miles. It is a buffer zone between the Far East and the Fallen Jedi, preventing direct bordering.
Chen Dengming quickly made a spell and cast the spell, condensing the power of the gods.
Four rays of light and shadow suddenly emerged from his body in circles, and then separated and flew out like a goddess flying into the sky. The moment they landed, they condensed and formed one by one.
Summoning four fake elixir immortal clones in succession in this way was Chen Dengming's limit. It was a huge drain on his mental strength, and nearly 80% of his immortal power was lost.
The soul power also weakened correspondingly as the spirit and heart failed.
"go!--"
The four clones followed Chen Dengming's instructions and immediately continued to escape in different directions.
After Chen Dengming did this, he noticed that the throbbing feeling on a whim had really weakened a lot.
He immediately breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the direction where He Yingyu fled, activated the ghost jade bracelet, and in an instant, his weak and tired body quickly followed the pulling force and left at a very fast speed.
A quarter of an hour later.
Three golden soul arrows roared through the air, carrying the figure of an old man wearing a black robe and holding an ebony staff, and flew to the wilderness where Chen Dengming was originally.
When he came here, he said softly, a strange color flashed in his evil eyes, he counted with his fingers, and chuckled.
"So it's the art of cloning again? He has reduced his soul power and confuses the public, but he is actually sharp and intelligent. He is worthy of being a longevity Taoist who has become famous recently."
He suddenly waved his sleeves, and three golden soul arrows tore through the night sky at his feet, speeding away in three directions.
Then, he picked up the ebony staff, raised his hand and pulled it, and the ebony staff suddenly bent strangely.
A bowstring buzzed from the air, and several pale golden elixir ghosts flew out from its spacious and fat sleeves, condensing into a new soul arrow.
The next moment, arrows shot out like golden lightning.
The air was torn apart into a vacuum zone, leaving a trail of white mist.
After doing this, the Soul-Eating Ancestor frowned and glanced suspiciously towards the direction of Mingjiang River, vaguely noticing that there seemed to be some aura floating there.
"Where did this kid learn such a wonderful art of cloning?"
As soon as he stepped on it, a circle of ripples was born in the void, and the figure disappeared from the place in an instant.
Under the icy cold water of the Mingjiang River, a cold and evil atmosphere was raging in the river.
Corpses and skeletons were lying on the bottom of the river sinking into the mud. Sometimes there would be some weird soul monsters covered with water plants and sharp teeth, passing through the water in groups. The scene was eerie and terrifying.
In the river, Zhu Xun was clearing the way ahead. Chen Dengming noticed that the strong threat was getting closer, and immediately ordered Zhu Xun to flee, pulling He Yingyu and sinking to the bottom of the river together.
He said sorry and pulled out a piece of bones from the mud.
Then he dug a pit on the spot and hurriedly hid in the pit with He Yingyu, burying his mouth to mouth and nose to nose in the mud, entering a state of complete breathing.
After half a cup of tea.
A vast and powerful spiritual power covers an area of water.
Immediately, countless soul monsters in the river either fled in fright, or were immediately captured and lay dormant.
In the air above the river, the figure of the Soul-Eating Ancestor was floating quietly.
He was holding an ebony staff, and his black hair was dancing like black flames. Each strand of hair seemed to be imprisoned with many ghosts, making the air around him slightly distorted, and the spiritual energy around him was boiling and chaotic, like an aurora, alluring and exuding. A terrible depressing atmosphere.
A pair of evil eyes, exuding a strange luster, looked down at the river below indifferently. The souls of all the soul monsters caught in his gaze flew out and gradually dissipated.
Chen Dengming and He Yingyu hid in the mud at the bottom of the river, not daring to breathe.
They only felt the terrifying pressure and threats from the outside, like sharp steel knives, scraping across their bodies from time to time, like thorns on their backs, and seconds seemed like years.
The two stared at each other in the mud, mouth to mouth.
Chen Dengming suddenly blinked twice in the darkness.
He Yingyu's eyes widened, and she felt a breath of air being blown into her mouth. The tight tension in her whole body suddenly dissipated a lot. Angry flashed in her eyes, and not to be outdone, she immediately blew back.
Chen Dengming's eyes flashed with a smile, and he blew it back with more force.
The intimidation from the Soul-Eating Ancestor never left, sweeping across the river like a strong wind from time to time.
The two of them were blowing and blowing, but they both relaxed and even started to kiss quietly. They felt comfortable in their hearts, as if they didn't care about life and death, and their spirits were not tense.
Under the threat of the old monster Nascent Soul chasing his soul and seeking his life, he enjoyed a romantic affair in the pit of the dead. Such an operation that reached the peak of danger and excitement can be regarded as the most suffocating experience Chen Dengming has played in his later years of cultivating immortality.
A long time passed, until the four clones received death signals one after another, and then the soul-eating ancestor's breath left.
Chen Dengming and He Yingyu stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes. Their eyes immediately completed the exchange, but neither of them left the mud immediately.
Sure enough, after a stick of incense passed.
The Soul-eating Ancestor left and came back again, lingering above the Dianjiang River for a long time, and even entered the Fallen End, causing a commotion of ghosts crying and souls howling, before leaving.
"Junior brother?"
He Yingyu blinked and asked.
Chen Dengming rolled his eyes, but he still felt something was wrong in his heart. He signaled that he couldn't go out yet, and patted He Yingyu on the back.
"sleep!"
The two men immediately closed their eyes and remained motionless, resting at the bottom of the river.
Facts have proved that such conscientious behavior indeed saved the two of them from disaster.
The Soul-eating Ancestor did not leave completely, but left behind four soul arrows like eyes, secretly patrolling and monitoring around the Dingjiang River, like a spread net.
The old monster Nascent Soul has lived for thousands of years, and is far more patient and wise than ordinary people when hunting.
Five days passed in this way.
Suddenly, a series of images like light butterflies appeared in the sky, gradually dissipated and turned into a black hole, as if there were powerful gods fighting again.
Four days later, one after another spirit boats came rapidly from the east region accompanied by a strong spiritual power, and then all four soul arrows trembled and left together.
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Two days later.
In the mud at the bottom of the Dingjiang River.
Bursts of "chuck" sounds echoed in the water waves outside the mud.
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Under the mud, Chen Dengming moved, and separated the lips that were sucked by He Yingyu like a suction cup. Immediately, the two of them carefully climbed out of the pit. After making sure they were safe, they quickly left.
"The Soul-Eating Ancestor has left? Which senior from the Eastern Region has led the team here?"
Now that ten days have passed, Chen Dengming's Taoist power and mental strength have also been restored, and he can use his clairvoyance to observe the situation in the border town from a distance.
Looking down from a high altitude, you can vaguely see that the city formation over there has been reopened, filled with spirit boats, looking majestic.
He didn't dare to approach rashly for the time being, because he was not sure whether it was the people from the Eastern Region who reoccupied the border town, or the demon cultivators sent by the Western Region to take over.
But now, at least it was confirmed that the Soul-eating Ancestor was no longer chasing him. Without the threat of this Nascent Soul monster, he felt completely relaxed.
"Ten days have passed, and I don't know what happened to the sect. The battle between the powerful gods should have ended."
Chen Denming thought deeply and quickly landed, preparing to find a remote area to set up a small sound transmission array. He would first contact Senior Brother Xing to confirm the current situation.
It's not safe outside.
He would rather go back and practice at the Longevity Peak of Level 4 Spiritual Veins. Death in the hands of the old monster Yuanying is death, and death in the hands of a powerful person who transforms into gods is death. Human beings are destined to die. If he has to choose, he must experience more scenery. Advanced way to die
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Confusing the old soul-eating demon with the ancestor is similar to the difference between the ancestor of the longevity sect and the ancestor's next-level golden elixir. It has been changed. The old demon's physical body was destroyed last time.
(End of chapter)
