Chapter 115 Four Disciples of the Ancestor

In an instant, the speed soared, and the sense of crisis made Zhao Haoran's potential explode.

The defense laid in a hurry turned into nothing, and the cold eyes in the dark made Zhao Haoran frightened.

Damn, how can you forget the old man who pushed the boat? He is the last barrier in the Soul Stone Mountains. His cultivation, which is only a line away from the Japanese soul, is really terrible. You can clearly detect that more than ten feet away from the ordinary step have been stretched to infinity.

As soon as he grabbed the void, Zhao Haoran's shoulders clicked and his bones cracked.

Zhao Haoran endured the pain. These were all small things. In case he stayed here, there was no possibility of sama, and a group of souls behind him caught up like wolves and tigers.

Hongming was overjoyed, "Hurry up, he can't leave."

Li Di chased with more than a dozen people through the air, and the sound of "whisw" sounded very pleasant, but Zhao Haoran sounded like a life-threatening charm.

The river bank was right in front of him, and Zhao Haoran ran wildly without looking back.

"Cough"

The old man coughed softly, and a gorgeous light appeared in the dark, and dozens of feet around him became brightly lit.

It seems that a big hand grabbed himself tightly, and these only a few steps made it extremely difficult for Zhao Haoran to walk.

No, this distance is unbearable if it goes on like this. Before the old man is in trouble, he must escape from this place.

When the arms shake, the blood on both wrists gushes like a column, forming a thick blood cell in just one breath, and you can smell blood far away.

The old man grabbed it again, and Zhao Haoran struggled and his right arm fell beside him, which was completely abandoned. At least in a short period of time, there was no combat effectiveness.

The old man was a little surprised. He didn't expect that Zhao Haoran's strength was so strong that he could not hold him down with all his strength, but now it has slowed down Zhao Haoran's pace and only needs to be closer to catch him.

The old man inevitably felt pity and couldn't kill him. The pain of directly breaking bones didn't even scream. The strong willpower of this person is extremely rare.

"Blood escape"

For a moment, Zhao Haoran took the opportunity to escape.

The old man's face changed, and he wanted to spare your life. It seems that he can't keep it. This son is so difficult to deal with, and it must be a big disaster in the future. He suddenly saw the soul book used by Zhao Haoran.

"Chasing Soul"

The old man's voice seemed to come from the ground, which was gloomy and terrible. Zhao Haoran had appeared a hundred miles away at this time, and the speed was still increasing, but the old man's voice seemed to come from his ear, which scared him to continue to escape.

"Uncle Fourth, why don't you chase it?"

The old man shook his head and disappeared into the darkness.

Fourth uncle? Hongming was a little surprised, but this is not the best time to ask. Chasing Zhao Haoran is the most important thing.

Li Di respectfully bowed in the direction of the old man's disappearance and followed Hongming in the direction of Zhao Haoran's escape.

The old man sighed. He was still a fourth uncle. He was just an abandoned disciple of the ancestors of Lishan. Many people didn't know the secrets.

In fact, the ancestor of Lishan had four apprentices, and what Lao Si got was his true biography. Unfortunately, he failed to break through the cultivation of the Japanese soul for hundreds of years, and was driven to this place to support the boat.

In the peak of many years of immersion**, he is less than the newly promoted Japanese soul, or even stronger. He has confidence in his soul skills. No matter how far Zhao Haoran escapes, he can't get rid of the fate of being killed.

Zhao Haoran ran all the way. It was time for blood escape. He became extremely weak. He took out the soul stone and fled while replenishing his soul power. Fortunately, his body was strong, and his blood could soon be replenished.

is coming!

Zhaoran breathed a sigh of relief. When the old man used the soul skill, he knew that the soul skill must have been locked in him. No matter how far he ran, he could catch up. Along the way, he was just worried about the invisible form, but there was really no way to fight.

Since it can be felt, it is much easier. A bright red blood arrow is very conspicuous in the dark night, and Zhao Haoran can also see it clearly a hundred miles away.

It's only a little slower than blood escape. No wonder he can catch up so quickly, but Zhao Haoran does not have the ability to use blood escape again. He is very weak, and there is not so much blood in his body for him to spend.

"Purple Demon Fire"

Zhao Haoran first thought of it. From the breath of the blood arrow, it can sense that it should belong to the sinister soul art, and the purple fire controls those things the most. According to the strength of the old man, even the defense laid by the whole soul power cannot be resisted.

However, it is still far away, and there is no way to lock the blood arrow at all. We can only wait for some closer before making a decision.

The speed of the blood arrow was extremely fast, and it was almost in front of him in the blink of an eye. Zhao Haoran threw the purple demon fire without hesitation.

The sound of "Zizi" only lasted for a breath and was interrupted. Zhao Haoran miscalculated a little. Purple fire is indeed effective for blood arrows, but because the speed of blood arrows is too fast, purple fire can't be stopped at all.

"Spentment"

In a hurry, Zhao Haoran dispersed the split. Because today's strength is still too poor, the split is not fully mature, and he can only vaguely see Zhao Haoran's appearance.

However, fortunately, the blood arrow's ability to distinguish breath was limited. It stuck to it, like a flexible worm, and then kept destroying the meridians and internal organs in the body. It was extremely fast. After a few breaths, it exploded, and the split turned into nothing again.

Zhao Haoran smiled bitterly. He didn't expect that practicing splitting has become a means of escape. Every time the split is destroyed, the body is greatly lost, and now his cultivation has fallen to the beginning of January.

But fortunately, he saved his life.

The old man sat cross-legged on the lake with a slightly slow look on his face. After all, his cultivation is not high, so it's good to die like this. Li Di and others can still search the soul stone he stole after he goes there. This incident is over.

Taking out the soul crystal, Zhao Haoran didn't care about the pain. The soul power in the soul stone is limited, and the absorption speed is not as fast as the soul crystal. At this time, if you want to escape smoothly, you must recover some strength. I'm afraid this appearance will be caught up in a while.

Zhao Haoran stopped, and Hongming's consciousness has been tightly locked. He was about to reach the cultivation of the Japanese soul man, and his consciousness is also very strong. He probably also has the early realm of the Japanese soul man, with a wide range of exploration.

"Hurry up, it's 200 miles ahead. He doesn't move. He may be injured."

Hearing Zhao Haoran stop and the people chasing them came to cheer up, Zhao Haoran tossed them enough. If he caught them early, he would be relieved, otherwise no one could shirk the responsibility.

100 miles!

Zhao Haoran opened his eyes, and the incident was still too urgent. The time of half-pillar incense returned to the state of mid-February. This soul crystal is indeed a good thing, but the other party will obviously not give him time. Zhao Haoran is not sure about more than a dozen souls in early February. It is the best choice to continue to escape. Choose.

set up a hot wheel, and the firelight in the sky made countless people see clearly. The mortals below even called out the sleeping people to worship. This is the arrival of a miracle. However, at this time, Zhao Haoran has no intention to enjoy all this and can't get rid of Hongming's pursuit. I'm afraid it will become more and more. Lie.

At that time, he, a secret soul spy, really became a street mouse, and everyone shouted to beat him.

Before standing up, more than a dozen kinds of lights flashed in the sky. The people of Liuyun Kingdom became a sleepless night tonight, reveling to see the miracle.

Sitting on the hot wheel cross-legged, Zhao Haoran threw down a soul stone with dry soul power and absorbed the soul power while flying. Such behavior and waste are also very inefficient. However, Zhao Haoran doesn't care about these. If he can recover more strength, there will be many opportunities to escape safely.

Hongming's face turned pale. As expected, Zhao Haoran was very difficult to die at all. While his strength has not fully recovered, he must kill him quickly, otherwise he will be in trouble. Moreover, he is also good at hiding his breath. I don't know when he will be able to find him. .

"Brother Li, is there any magic weapon to accelerate? You can't catch up with it if you go on like this." Hongming turned his head to Li Di.