"Wait for me!"
As the horse kept running, Zhang Xuezhou could still hear the sounds of pursuit from behind.
But Zhang Xuezhou didn't stop at all.
The running distance he finally managed to open was not to wait for the Nine Wind Demon King.
He looked far away and saw that the distance between two dim lights in the darkness was getting farther and farther away from him, and there was no sound of the golden eagle volleying in the sky.
"When the Nine Winds Demon King uses his demon body, the attack speed is very fast, like a gust of wind. It can only be faster than me when it hits, but it cannot be slower than the black horse. He... is he being controlled by someone and making it difficult to run? ?”
Many thoughts floated through Zhang Xuezhou's mind, and he continued to make accurate judgments.
"Lord White Bones, if you are messing with me behind my back, let me be absolutely sure. I will try my best not to curse you to death today!"
Jiu Feng's harsh words had no effect, but Zhang Xuezhou's harsh words did have an effect.
Jiu Feng did not name anyone, but Zhang Xuezhou did.
Regardless of whether the name he called was correct or not, he caught Lord White Bones and cursed him to death, with a look on his face that he was determined to kill Lord White Bones.
This made the dark horse under his crotch very stable, and there was no instant collapse or breakdown or difficulty in control.
"Skeleton Bones was fond of killing in his early years, but in his later years he became a good man, with a ferocious face and a hint of charity. It seems that the possibility of him being behind the scenes is not very high!"
In the night sky, Daojun stepped on the wind and waves and followed steadily behind.
Listening to Zhang Xuezhou yelling fiercely from time to time, this made him think for a few seconds.
"But if someone threatens the Bones, it's hard to say!"
Whether Venerable White Bones participated in the attack against Hong Ku made it difficult for Dao Lord to judge.
He was following him now, more because he wanted to see who was disobeying the rules, so he turned a deaf ear to his words.
"It's a pity that this Hongku is fake. If he were real, huh!"
Daojun stretched out his hand and grabbed a handful of the weak magic power that filled the air. It was obvious that he had the ability to trace the source and reverse the attack.
He reached out and grabbed it, sniffed it, and frowned again.
"Is it some mage who is taking action?"
"Maybe this is another scapegoat?"
The spell master has always been good at using the low to overcome the high.
Subduing the Nine Wind Demon King does not require a move at the venerable level. It is possible if a mage accomplishes this.
Daojun originally thought about several goals, but the fluctuation of mana forced him to change the direction of his thinking.
Identity can confuse people, but strength cannot deceive people.
This kind of mana fluctuation cannot be the mana of the Venerable.
Just like Zhang Xuezhou, who was desperately escaping below, after such a long time, Zhang Xuezhou did not show his magic power, but only controlled the black-bone horse to attack.
If anyone can know Zhang Xuezhou's strength, it can only be the White Bone Master who has the back door to control the black and white horses.
But now, the pursuit of the Nine Wind Demon King is still going on, which only proves that Zhang Xuezhou's identity has not been compromised so far.
"Wait...wait for me, I'm out of trouble, and I also know who is behind the curse on us!"
Below the black sky, the curse master who controlled the Nine Wind Demon King was still trying to confuse Zhang Xuezhou.
But this confusion is obviously in vain.
Zhang Xuezhou's strength is another matter. The other party's mind is extremely high. He can still face the masters of the three holy places with ease. He even wants to ask for the lion's hair of the Nine Spirit Yuansheng. This is beyond the reach of a certain mage.
In Zhang Xuezhou's eyes, the other party's deceptive behavior was as ridiculous as a child's.
"It's a pity that his cultivation level is a little low, and the brainless Zhu Jiuyin stuffed a Yang Soul body into his body, otherwise it would be much more fun!"
Dao Lord murmured, and Zhang Xuezhou in front cursed Lord White Bones, and shouted to the Nine Wind Demon King along the way.
"Jiufeng, go to Xieluochuan Holy Land to find Alchemist Zhao immediately. As long as he reports it to Your Majesty, anyone who tries secret tricks on you will be killed by Your Majesty!"
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty?"
The wolfish face of the Nine Wind Demon King who was chasing Zhang Xuezhou was a little more hesitant.
The name of the shadow man of the tree, and the prestige of your Majesty in Luzhou, Beiju, are indeed frightening.
Your Majesty is not a regular demon. He is only good at close combat like Jiuling Yuan Sheng. Your Majesty's great magic power makes Dao Lord awe-inspiring. His magical power is second only to Dao Lord in Luzhou, Beiju.
It is only a very common thing for your Majesty to use your magic power to trace back the origin of a certain Venerable and Master.
"How can you guarantee that your Majesty will definitely help me?" Jiufeng Demon King shouted.
"Your Majesty hates people who cast spells behind their backs the most. Seeing your situation, you will definitely want to pull out such nails!"
Zhang Xuezhou shouted and replied casually.
"Besides, it's useless for you to follow me. I can't remove the curse on you," Zhang Xuezhou shouted.
"You have a bottle of dust-breaking powder with you. That can remove the evil curse."
"Then take it to dispel the evil curse!"
Zhang Xuezhou shouted, stretched out his hand to pinch the spell, grabbed a jade bottle in the bag and threw it out.
This is a gift from Master Hongyi.
When the other party mentioned this spell-casting medium, Zhang Xuezhou only treated it as a way to spread wealth.
Whenever the other party mentions any treasure, he just throws it away.
After all, he didn't know which treasure contained a spell-casting medium, but Zhang Xuezhou felt it was worth it if he could use it to stop Jiu Feng's mouth.
As long as Jiu Feng doesn't chase him, everything will be fine.
"There are a total of fourteen people who gave gifts, and he is probably among them, otherwise he would not have known so much about my treasures!"
It is difficult for an apprentice to have such a method. Zhang Xuezhou even thought that he could eliminate Tuturlan and others, and the target of suspicion was only among the twelve people.
"You are still a little younger. It seems that it is not dust-breaking powder, but a curse-condensing powder, which can effectively strengthen the power of spell casting!"
Seeing Zhang Xuezhou's panic when he ran for his life, Mr. Dao couldn't help but feel a little pity.
But when a low-level monk is attacked by a high-level monk, the best way to respond is to run away. This is a lesson learned from countless cases that monks have risked their lives for hundreds of thousands of years.
Those who take the risk will die without exception. Even if they are lucky for a moment, if they develop the adventurous temperament of fighting back, they will have a high probability of dying the next time they encounter the same problem.
No monk can maintain good luck all the time, and can take risks again and again to kill those with higher cultivation levels, so death is inevitable.
The ability to run away has its own method, and some chaos that occurs when running away can be understood.
"Hongku, you fell into the trap, ho ho ho!"
A weird laugh came from the mouth of the Nine Wind Demon King.
When the wolf monster took the porcelain bottle and cast a spell and ran again, its speed obviously increased to a higher level. It had firmly controlled Jiu Feng, who was constantly struggling, and also steadily controlled his body.
"I would also like to thank you for giving us a top-notch technique, which allows us to use the body to fight without leaving any damage. In the worst case, Jiu Feng will die, but if you kill Jiu Feng, you will definitely provoke Jiu Ling Holy Land. Take revenge and die without a burial place!"
"Us? How many accomplices do you have? Are you not the Nine Wind Demon King?"
"Ho ho ho, if you kill me, I will be the Nine Wind Demon King. If you don't kill me, I will not be the Nine Wind Demon King. If you are killed by me, then you deserve it!"
As if they had a winning ticket, the pursuer who controlled the Nine Wind Demon King from behind became a little complacent.
The green demonic power exploded crazily, and he moved his four legs and ran wildly, not caring about the harm this behavior would cause to the Nine Wind Demon King, and kept getting closer to Zhang Xuezhou.
"You deserve it, you can't kill me!"
Zhang Xuezhou shouted while riding his horse.
The bronze feathers on his arms grew rapidly, and the black bone horse holding the horse's head shrank rapidly.
The mount disappeared from his crotch, and when Zhang Xuezhou's legs were relayed and he quickly ran forward, he had already spread his wings and soared into the sky.
"Are you dumbfounded? If you control the Golden Eagle, you can't kill me. If you control the Nine Winds, you can't catch me. Who do you want to control now?"
Zhang Xuezhou shouted proudly, not bothering to care about the clothes that were torn when his body changed.
There was also a faint sigh from Hongku in his ears.
"You are also a cultivator in the Consciousness Realm after all, so why can't you use your magic power to fight with him?" Hong Ku said in a low voice, "Then let me see who he is?"
Hong Ku's disguise technique was obviously mixed with spells, and Zhang Xuezhou knew it before he wiped off the old makeup.
However, Zhang Xuezhou was completely focused on running away without any confrontation, which also disappointed Hong Ku.
The person behind the scenes finally showed up, but in the blink of an eye he was helpless against Zhang Xuezhou, which also made Hong's painstaking calculations come to nothing.
