Gou became an immortal and became an ancestor in the world of immortality

Chapter 52 Escape
"kill!"

In the medicine field, as the formation was broken, screams and fighting broke out.

The next breath, I saw a bloody head with wide eyes and a frozen expression falling in mid-air, just hitting Li Zhengran's feet.

Bits of blood spattered, hitting his face like ice.

It was a Ling Zhifu who wanted to escape when he saw that the situation was not good, but before he could take any action, his life was taken away by a flying sword weapon.

In an instant, Li Zhengran's heart almost sank to the bottom, and his body was stiff and full of chills.

"escape!"

The only thought came up and I couldn't hold it back anymore.

Immediately, I saw him using the Breath Condensation Technique to restrain his breath, and took a picture of a first-level mid-grade Wind Talisman on his body.

As soon as his figure moved, his whole body turned into a ray of green light and quickly escaped along the small courtyard of the villa.

The fierce wind howled past his ears, Li Zhengran's face was ugly, and his eyes were full of the desire to survive.

Upon seeing this, several monks from the Song family focused their gazes and flew away in pursuit.

"The Song family thief!"

At the same time, seeing the two descendants of the Yang family with their heads in different places, Yang Chengyuan fell to the ground with his beard stretched angrily and his eyes about to split.

Ignoring the pain of backlash in his body, he immediately stood up and executed two fireballs several feet in size, trying to stop Song Linfeng who was building the foundation.

"kill!"

At the same time, beside him, Yang Qinglin, whose blood-red eyes were glaring, swallowed a Exploding Yuan Pill without hesitation.

His aura quickly recovered and rose higher. Taking advantage of the momentum, he summoned up his spiritual power and struck out violently without fear of death, directly dragging several Song family members who were in the late stage of Qi training to where they were.

"It's a bit bloody."

Seeing this scene in mid-air, Song Linfeng looked calm.

Facing the scorching fireball coming through the air, he just raised his hand slightly, and a terrifying power swept out.

The buzz echoed, and the red inflammation subsided.

The Wind Blade Technique at the Foundation Establishment Realm is like a storm, easily wiping out the Fireball Technique.

In fact, the roar that broke through the sky continued unabated and headed straight for Yang Chengyuan.

when!
The crisp sound of Jin Ge echoed everywhere, making people's scalp numb with shock.

At the critical moment, Yang Chengyuan sacrificed a middle-grade shield weapon, which was barely in front of him.

But even so, the light on the magic weapon quickly dimmed, showing a tearing gap.

At the same time, his old body, which was already injured, was even more seriously injured. He kept flying backwards for more than ten feet before barely stopping.

"Cough cough."

Blood dripped, staining the spiritual soil red.

Yang Chengyuan's body was shaking slightly, blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and his face was getting paler.

"Three elders!"

Yang Qinglin, who was under siege, saw this scene from a distance, with blue veins appearing on his face and a look of anxiety.

He knew very well that in Yang Chengyuan's current state, it would be difficult for him to withstand the second attack of foundation building.

"Do you still dare to be distracted?"

"court death!"

However, in the next breath, before he could step forward to help, he saw three late-stage qi-training monks from the Song family actually taking action. Taking advantage of his distraction, they conjured spells one after another.

In an instant, several middle-grade magic weapons were produced, packed with spiritual power.

"Haha, this Yang Chengyuan is just a Qi practitioner, yet he dares to dream of shaking the sky."

In mid-air, the burly Song Yunwu smiled disdainfully, with a mocking look on his face.

Hearing this, Song Linfeng, who was standing in the air, shook his head slightly and unexpectedly did not take action again.

"Every member of the Yang family is better at hiding than the other."

"Yang Chengyuan has lived for more than 90 years. Although the oil is exhausted, he still has a backup plan."

After the words fell, Song Yunwu did not dare to refute. He restrained his expression and said respectfully in a low voice: "The head of the family said it is true."

"Ah."

Song Linfeng's expression was calm, and then he raised his head and glanced at the increasingly stable and thick spiritual energy vortex in the sky, as well as the second-level formation that had always been unable to attack for a long time. "This old guy Yang Taosheng does have some abilities. It may be difficult for the ancestor to stop him alone."

"This medicine field will be left to you, the second elder."

"Yes!"

Song Yunwu nodded respectfully, and then watched the other party rise into the sky and head straight to the top of Baiyun Mountain.

Swish!
The wind howled, and Li Zhengran rushed into the forest and fled quickly.

In an instant, a wind blade technique tore through the sky, cutting off the trees next to him.

Click!

Trees fell and birds dispersed.

Seeing this, the three Song family monks looked gloomy and a little ugly.

"This kid, you can run really fast."

A mere fifth-level Qi practitioner was able to avoid spell attacks from himself and others several times.

Even though it was covered by mountains and trees, it was still somewhat inappropriate.

"This person should be the talisman master named Li from the Yang family."

"First-order mid-level, he does have some skills."

The leader of the seventh-level Qi Lian had a keen eye. Although he fell behind, he caught a glimpse of Li Zhengran taking out the first-level mid-grade Fengxing Talisman several times.

"Are you still chasing?"

The thin sixth-level Qi-training monk on the left paused slightly and glanced back at Yaotian Villa with some hesitation.

The main purpose of their trip was to rob the Yang family of elixirs and destroy the medicine fields.

If you delay too much time just for a Talisman Master who is at the fifth level of Qi training, you will inevitably be criticized when you return.

"Why don't you pursue me? If people know that we are joining forces, we won't be able to defeat a mid-level Qi practitioner."

"Aren't you going to be laughed at?"

The person on the right is also at the sixth level of Qi training. He is slightly fatter and looks about 28 years old. The eyes on the bridge of his nose are filled with evil energy.

Hearing this, the thin young man did not answer, but looked at the leader of the Song family, the elder.

"Chase!"

Song Linyue narrowed his eyes and said decisively: "Elder Yunwu is here at the medicine field. Even if we go back now, we won't be able to do much good."

"But if we can capture a first-level talisman master alive and bring him back to the clan to imprison him to draw talismans, it can be considered a credit to some extent."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was seen summoning his spiritual power and making a secret to summon a jade seal, a magic weapon.

"go with!"

With a soft shout, the jade seal shot out of the air. It was originally no more than an inch in size, but in the blink of an eye it expanded to several feet in mid-air, suppressing the figure in green in front like a mountain.

boom!
Trees exploded and rocks rolled.

Pieces of smoke and dust filled the air, and it was vaguely visible that the young figure was blocked and fell to the ground like a kite with its string cut off.

"As expected of Uncle Linyue."

The thin young monk complimented him, quickly made a secret to increase his escape speed, raised his hand and fired out several wind blades to tear away at the smoke.

Behind him, the fat young man remained silent, but he still cautiously summoned the low-grade flying sword weapon and roared into the smoke together.

Swish!puff!

"what!"

There was a muffled sound as if it was entering the flesh, and it was also accompanied by a scream of pain.

When his consciousness reached out, the man in green robe fell to the ground in embarrassment facing the yellow soil, his breath falling rapidly.

Upon seeing this, the two young monks from the Song family had a hint of success in their eyes.

"Get it quickly, be sure to capture it alive!"

Song Linyue, who was suspended in mid-air, looked calm and reminded him.

Immediately, the young monk from the Song family nodded, and without saying a word, he turned into two spiritual rainbows and rushed into the smoke that was about to dissipate.

(End of this chapter)