Hearing this, the royal family ancestor smiled and said, "Don't worry!" He nodded slightly, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Along the way to escape, Lu Chen's injuries became more serious. He bit the tip of his tongue to stimulate himself not to fall asleep. He glanced at the white fox on his shoulder and found that it was still sleeping, which made Lu Chen's teeth itch with anger.
From the beginning to when he was seriously injured, the white fox who slept on his shoulder every day did nothing but help him run errands.
"Three days of early death won't be enough for you to sleep!" Lu Chen shouted angrily and glanced at the imperial capital in the distance.
Finally, he gritted his teeth, changed the direction, and headed into the dense forest not far away.
The Imperial Capital is undoubtedly more suitable for escaping, but that is the territory of the royal family. Jian Wuye is already murderous, and no one can guarantee whether he will be so crazy that he goes on a killing spree in the Imperial Capital.
A strong man in the Lingzong realm, or a strong man in the Lingzong realm who was about to lose his mind, started going crazy, and no one in the entire Daluo Dynasty could stop him.
"Little guy, you were seriously injured this time!" Mr. Ge's voice sounded in his mind.
"Teacher, how are you?" Lu Chen noticed something was wrong with Mr. Ge, and his voice was trembling.
"I am a soul body, and Jian Wuye's sword is indeed very strong, but it is not an attack against the soul body, so it is not a big deal. However, I am afraid you can only rely on yourself from now on!" Mr. Ge's voice became more and more intense. The weaker.
"Teacher, please go back to the ring and rest quickly. If they want to kill me, Sword Sect will be their fate." A cold light flashed in Lu Chen's eyes.
In the Sword Sect, the Nine Nether Souls burned the peaks. In order to help him resist the sword from behind by Jian Wuye, Mr. Ge was seriously injured. The words of Mr. Ge that were unimpeded sounded like a stick to Lu Chen's ears. The thorn stabbed deep in his heart.
He knew that the soul body in his body must be seriously injured.
"It seems that the teacher got all the opportunities at Shiwandashan this time, and even got a lot of help!" Lu Chen whispered, looked back at the pursuing soldiers who were getting closer, and then rushed into a valley. .
"Go to the right!" Mr. Ge suddenly said.
Lu Chen nodded and quickly rushed to the right.
"Over there, don't lose me!" A disciple of the Sword Sect shouted from behind.
"This old man is so careful. He hid far away and let the sect disciples come and die!"
Glancing behind him, he found that although Jian Wuye's eyes were red with murder, he did not rush in. He just asked his disciples to bite Lu Chen and not let him go, intending to consume him alive or capture him alive.
Jian Wuye wanted to know how a young master from a remote town could possess so many treasures. He thought about the mysterious Lu family and finally shook his head. If the Lu family had such treasures, why would they live in the Daluo Dynasty?
"This kid must have discovered an ancient ruins!"
Thinking of this, the red-eyed swordsman Wuye tried his best to calm down. An ancient ruins is a great opportunity. Even if he loses the Zhao family, he can once again connect to other major forces outside the territory.
"Bingdie, this time concerns the entire Jianzong, please don't act arbitrarily!" Jianwuye said with a cold face as he warned the Miaoman figure standing beside him.
At this moment, even Bingdie, the leader of the Sword Sect, looked haggard.
Although she never took action, the fire of Jiu Nether Ghost made her heart tremble. She was a little overwhelmed by having to fight against Jiu Nether Ghost while saving her disciples.
After all, the soul is a rare thing in the world. How easy is it to resist easily? Otherwise, it would not attract many powerful people in the world, especially alchemists, to pursue it.
"Teacher, I..." Bingdie hesitated to speak.
"Remember, you are the leader of a sect. Do you really want to see Jian Sect destroyed in your hands?" Jian Wuye shouted angrily.
"Yes, disciple knows what to do!" After saying that, Bingdie turned around and disappeared into the dense forest.
Looking at the disappearing figure of Miaoman, Jianwuye's face was filled with joy, "You have grown up after all these years in seclusion!"
A trace of strange color flashed in Jian Wuye's eyes.
In the dense forest, Lu Chen staggered, threw an elixir into his mouth, sprinkled some hemostatic medicine on the wound, and ran away. The wound that had just stopped bleeding started to swell again.
It collapsed every time, leaving a lot of blood stains along the way.
They had already evaded the Sword Sect disciples several times, and with the blood stains left along the way, they quickly caught up with them.
"Is it really doomed this time?" Lu Chen felt his eyes getting heavier and heavier. He really wanted to close his eyes and have a good sleep.
"Lu Chen!" A sharp shout sounded in his mind. Lu Chen was shocked and couldn't help but force his last bit of concentration.
"Do you want to die with you as my master?" Mr. Ge's weak voice sounded in his mind, like rolling thunder.
"Teacher, I..." Lu Chen didn't know how to speak. He couldn't tell that he was so tired. In order to prevent himself from passing out, the weak old man did not enter the ancestral ring and floated in his mind, using the power of the spiritual monument. Take your last breath.
"Little guy, you still have one last way. Remember, never use it unless absolutely necessary!" Mr. Ge suddenly said.
"Is there still a way?" Lu Chen was delighted. He had thought about using the Black Sky Demonic Pillar, but that treasure was too terrifying. Not to mention hurting the enemy in the current situation, he might have sucked him dry before he could fully activate it.
The same was true for the marks left by the Fire King. He suddenly realized that those three marks sounded very powerful, but now they seemed to be useless.
It requires a huge amount of soul power to be activated.
"Either use the talisman, or I will blow up the other you at the last moment!" After Mr. Ge said, the figure could no longer hold on.
"The talisman cannot be used easily. The distance is too far. I don't know where it will appear. As for self-destructing another clone..."
Lu Chen smiled bitterly. At the moment, he didn't dare to release the clone. Who knows what would happen to the person who has been thinking about the existence of the addict? Although he couldn't kill him yet, if he was forced to suppress him like he did, the more Lu Chen thought about it, the more unreliable it became.
"It seems that the only option is to blow him up. If that doesn't work, I'll use the talisman to try!"
In the sea of souls, under the first spiritual monument, the dark figure who was still suppressed by the spiritual monument slowly raised his head, looking at the gradually dissipating soul body, and gently licked his lips.
"Do you want to try what it's like to self-destruct?" A cold light flashed in Lu Chen's eyes. It was unforgivable that the other person dared to miss his mentor.
"Jiejie, I am not strong enough now. My soul body is not as good as blood food to me. It's just that this old man encourages you to self-destruct me. How can you bear it?"
The weak Lu Chen smiled, "If it really comes to that, I'm sorry!" A trace of unbearable flashed in Lu Chen's eyes.
Even though the other person has always been thinking about him, the two of them are in the same body and have been together for a long time. Lu Chen really can't bear it.
What's more, the elder Ge once told him that becoming immortal for seven generations was very involved. It not only involved some ancient secrets, but also related to the foundation of his cultivation. He would never take that step unless he had to.
"I'm sorry, sir, you are the madman!" The half-kneeling figure under the spiritual monument roared. Just as he was about to stand up, he was suppressed by the spiritual monument again.
"Lu Chen, you are a madman, you must die a happy death!" A roar rang out in the sea of souls.
"I am you, you are me!" Lu Chen said lightly, and his soul body gradually disappeared.
"I..." Under the tombstone, the dark figure was also speechless. He was so angry that he was so angry that he was so evil.
In the dense forest, Lu Chen shook his body and ran away quickly, constantly stuffing various elixirs into his mouth. Not only were there healing elixirs, but there were also various elixirs that restored spiritual power and stimulated his senses. All this was to prevent him from comatose. past.
"Over there, quickly, surround us!" Behind him, roars sounded again.
Lu Chen knew that the disciples behind him wanted to peel him off and cramp him. Most of the entire Sword Sect was burned by his fire. Several mountain peaks with abundant spiritual power were now bare. The disciples of the Sword Sect were all dead and injured. It was estimated that none of the survivors were alive. Less than 30%.
Thinking about it from another angle, Lu Chen's move was almost like annihilation of the clan!
"Hmph, only the state officials are allowed to set fires and the people are not allowed to light lamps?" Lu Chen snorted coldly, and his feet moved a little faster.
"It seems that I have to thank this old man Jian Wuye for his greed, otherwise, this life would have been lost long ago!"
Surrounded by Jian Zong disciples, with Jian Wuye personally guarding the perimeter, it was almost impossible to escape.
"Even a dead young man would drag an old man on his back!" A cold light flashed in Lu Chen's eyes, and he felt cruel in his heart.
I don’t know how long I have been running away.
"I really can't hold on anymore, I'm a little unwilling!" Lu Chen whispered, he couldn't hold on anymore, his legs felt like they were filled with lead, and he felt as if every step he took took up all his strength.
His eyelids were heavy and he was about to close them at any moment, "Is this the end? Father, where are you? Mother, sister, are you okay?" A voice that was almost a whisper came from Lu Chen's mouth.
"Lu Chen, right, hurry!" A whisper suddenly sounded in Lu Chen's mind.
"Who? Bingdie?" Lu Chen was surprised. He didn't expect that it would be the master of the Sword Sect.
"Quick, there's a gap on the right!" The Lord of the Sword Sect urged again.
Hearing this, Lu Chen had a complicated expression on his face. He gritted his teeth, forced himself to gather his energy, and staggered away to the right. He believed that Bingdie would not lie to him. Otherwise, he would not have left Jian Zong twice so easily and took action against Jian Wuye. When he was beheading him, the other party kept saving the disciple's life.
"Why are you helping me?" Lu Chen whispered.
"Because..." Bingdie was speechless, "because you saved my life!"
"A life-saving grace?" Lu Chen smiled, nodded slightly, and ran away from the gap.
After a long time, roars were heard from the mountains behind them. After a while, figures spread out and chased deeper into the mountains.
"Old sect leader, for some reason, that little bastard Lu Chen escaped from our encirclement, and the brothers are investigating deeper!" A disciple of the Sword Sect knelt in front of Jian Wuye and reported.
"Escape from your encirclement?" Jian Wuye frowned with anger on his face.
"Trash, what do I need you for?" With a wave of his sleeve, the head of the Jian Sect disciple on the ground flew into the air. When the other disciples behind him saw this, they looked horrified and hurriedly took a few steps back.
