Chapter 444 Run away, I'm going down Finale

The yellow-haired soul man winked at Zhao Haoran and seemed to want to convey what it meant, but at this moment, he had no time to guess the other party's thoughts.

He has no living space squeezed by the brilliant magic power. I don't know when the yellow-haired soul man came over. Those who refine their souls into beads are all great powers. How can they not know his movements, but after all, it is only the cultivation of the transformation of the original, and he doesn't care too much at all.

Surprisingly, the yellow-haired soul man shuttled between rules and magical power, jumping around, very funny, but magically dodged all the offensive.

The arm was pulled to death, and Zhao Haoran was shocked. He didn't know when the yellow-haired soul had come to his side.

"Come with me!"

Zhao Haoran did not hesitate. Is there any worse situation than now? The yellow-haired soul man took a small step, missed the strongest point, and drilled out of the slit. Such footwork is really unheard of, and there is still such a strange soul art in the world.

The cold light in Wan Changlong's eyes almost penetrated the yellow-haired soul. He was closest to Zhao Haoran, and the blood of the phoenix that was originally within reach seemed to become a little out of reach.

"Bold!" The long-armed Jianzong shouted angrily, and thousands of swords were dense, without any gaps, covering the sky, blocking the way for the two to leave.

The yellow-haired soul man's face had a rare solemn look, and his body became magical. He walked through the sword light. The sword light that passed close to him was not hurt at all. The long-armed sword saint had an unbelievable look. How could this be? When did he see this strange step, he could actually cross the fierce offensive and drift away? Go.

The cultivation of Huayuan's reunification escaped from a group of strong people who refined their souls into beads.

The yellow-haired soul escaped from several people, and the speed was even faster. He dragged Zhao Haoran, almost crossed half of the Mercury in the blink of an eye, and moved forward rapidly in the direction of the sea. No matter how strong the consciousness was, it was impossible to spread all over the whole Mercury. In just a few hours, he left them far away.

The yellow-haired soul man finally stopped and gasped, "These old bastards are so persistent. Fortunately, Grandpa, I ran fast."

Zhao Haoran smiled and said, "Thank you for saving my life. I don't know what to call it."

The yellow-haired soul waved his hand carelessly, "What's there to thank? I just want to see you."

Zhao Haoran could hear that what this man said was from his original heart. He did not hypocrisy at all and said much. Instead, he took out the blood of the phoenix. "They are all for this thing, but I don't know that most of them have entered my body, and there is only a little left."

Zhao Haoran continued to say, "This thing will be given to you."

The yellow-haired soul man looked contemptuously, "I didn't save you for the blood of the phoenix. You can take it back."

Zhao Haoran pondered for a moment, "I don't like to owe others. If you need any help, you can come to me at any time."

The yellow-haired soul man turned his eyes and said, "Okay, I happen to have something to do. It seems to you. You should not be a traitor, but can be a companion."

"There is a tomb 30,000 miles away in the south that I don't know the age. Recently, there have been a series of changes. I'm afraid there are some treasures to be released. If we cooperate, I won't take advantage of you. How about half of what I get?"

Zhao Haoran nodded, "Of course, I still took advantage of it."

The yellow-haired soul man looked up and down at Zhao Haoran, "You don't have a high cultivation, but it's very mysterious. No wonder so many people are chasing you. I'm afraid it's not appropriate to go on like this. You have become a dead bone before you get to the grave."

Zhao Haoran waved his hand and turned into another appearance. Even his breath had changed greatly and he couldn't recognize it at all.

The yellow-haired soul man showed a surprised look, "Can I escape by myself if I don't save you? It seems that I'm really overdoing."

Zhao Haoran smiled bitterly and said, "Look high, it's very difficult with my strength, but I expected that there would be so many strong people who refine their souls into beads, otherwise they would definitely dare to show their true faces."

The two no longer said much, but walked in the direction of the yellow-haired soul.

The frightening power suddenly appeared, and Zhao Haoran felt quite interesting. In front of him, it was absolutely amazing.

The yellow-haired soul man pointed to the cliff under his feet, "Just below this, jump down and get there."

Zhao Haoran looked down, but couldn't see the bottom. He was dizzy and vaguely had a bad premonition, but now that he had promised the yellow-haired soul, he would not hesitate.

With a vertical leap, it entered a layer of misty fog, and the range that the eyes can see is very limited.

The invisible suction was dragging his body. At this moment, Zhao Haoran was shocked to find that his cultivation could not disappear and he became an ordinary mortal. If he fell like this, he did not know what he would become. Even if he had a strong body, he did not dare to try it easily, because he did not know what was terrible below. Something.

The falling speed is getting faster and faster, and there is no way to control it.

This is an unprecedented panic. The body spirals down, and the speed is extremely fast. It is faster than the magical pace of the yellow-haired soul, and it is getting faster and faster.

"Ah!"

Zhao Haoran couldn't help shouting and suddenly opened his eyes. Where is this?

In front of us is a dense forest, a rugged path, and there are still some damp firewood scattered around, wearing shabby clothes.

Looking back, it was the legendary lantern mountain. Zhao Haoran looked up and down at himself, and a terrible idea flashed in his mind. Is it possible that this is just a dream?

The teenager's body has no horseshoe sound on the path, and there is no Blue Sea Sect. Nothing seems to have happened. As for Yaer, Zhao Haoran sat on the stump. Maybe it was really just Nanke's dream.

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