Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Yin Than Me, the Extreme Yin!

The figure flashed, and the beautiful Taoist nun appeared in the air. At a glance, she saw the Su family's ship and three Su family foundation-building monks in the air.

Taoist nun flew forward, stopped in front of the three Su family members, and asked sternly.

"Why do you want to use such a powerful spell on the edge of Fang City? Don't you know that you might accidentally kill innocent monks?"

The three Su family monks first felt a sense of terror and oppression coming over them. They suddenly looked panicked and remained silent. However, when they saw the appearance of the beautiful Taoist nun clearly, their expressions relaxed.

The leader of the mid-level Foundation Establishment monks bowed and replied with clasped fists.

"I'm down at Qingping Mountain, Su Xingyuan, and I met Fairy Qingyan. Someone killed a member of my Su family, and we are hunting him down."

"When chasing the murderer, you can't use powerful magic outside the city."

"Xiangu Haihan, the matter is really urgent. This person is a living sacrifice prepared for ancestor Su Qian. Unexpectedly, this person escaped by hiding his cultivation."

Upon hearing this, Taoist Aunt Qingyan's fierce aura suddenly disappeared, and a spiritual soundproof barrier suddenly appeared, covering her and Su Xingyuan.

"Su Qian has already realized what he brought from the ancient secret realm of the Palace of Immortality?"

Su Xingyuan replied, "I don't know about this. More than ten years ago, the ancestor and the fairy aunt waited for the Jindan senior to return from exploring the secret realm, and they have been in seclusion. It was not until three years ago that they broke out. After that, it took two years Half a year later, a large formation called the "Element Devouring Formation" was set up."

"The ancestor ordered us, the Su family, to search for monks who practice the "Longevity Kung Fu". They must be young and middle-aged monks. The higher the level, the better."

"According to the information we received, the man who just escaped was a mature monk who practiced the "Longevity Kung Fu" and was probably in the late stages of Qi training. Unexpectedly, he actually hid his cultivation and was actually a foundation builder. Monk, he escaped just now.”

Su Xingyuan quickly explained the ins and outs of the matter without any reservations, clearly showing his trust in Taoist Aunt Qingyan.

He turned around and glanced at the direction Song Wen was escaping from, looking anxious.

"Xiangu, there are very few "Immortal Skill" monks who can successfully build the foundation. This person is extremely important to Ancestor Su Qian. I wonder if you can help me?"

Taoist Aunt Qingyan said in a voice as cold as ice.

"Don't worry, he can't escape."

When she spoke, her brows were furrowed, as if she was thinking deeply, and she didn't know what she was thinking about.

Before she finished speaking, her figure had disappeared from the spot.

Following Song Wen's remaining breath, he chased after him.

...

Seeing that the Su family monks were not chasing after him, Song Wen did not relax his vigilance and continued to escape at full speed.

Suddenly, a powerful pressure came from behind. The pressure came like a landslide and a tsunami. Song Wen suddenly staggered and almost fell down.

Song Wen barely managed to steady his body, his face changed drastically.

This is the golden elixir monk!

When he first arrived in Donghuafang City, he had been trying his best to avoid the detection of the Golden Pill monks of the Beast Control Sect, but he didn't expect to run into them today.

The Jindan monk at the rear was in full strength, and his power was much greater than that of Wu Ren, who was seriously injured at the time.

"Boy, just surrender and I will spare your life."

Taoist Aunt Qingyan's voice rang in Song Wen's ears across a distance of more than ten miles.

Naturally, Song Wen could not just sit back and wait for death just because his opponent was strong.

He used the Thunder Escape Technique while identifying the location.

In a life-and-death crisis, one must not mess around. As long as he finds a suitable geographical location, Song Wen is confident that he can escape from his hands smoothly.

After chasing and escaping, the distance between the two quickly narrowed.

When the distance between the two was less than eight miles, Taoist Aunt Qingyan's spiritual consciousness was able to locate Song Wen and shouted loudly.

"watch out!"

A long rope flew out of his hand, and the long rope flew towards Song Wen like a poisonous snake ejected like lightning.

This long rope looked like a treasure to trap the enemy, and Song Wen didn't dare to get entangled in it.

With a thought in his mind, the Kwai Shui Shield appeared behind him, and then a large bronze mouth covered Song Wen's body.

"Bang!"

The rope head hit the Kwai Water Shield, and the Kwai Water Shield quickly deformed, like clothes being poked by a wooden stick. The Kwai Water turned into a gentle water curtain, was carried by the rope head, and hit the bronze raft.

Da Lu was shattered instantly.

Song Wenden felt a powerful force hit him behind him, his mouth was filled with sweet taste, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. He was running away at high speed and was knocked away at high speed.

A trace of surprise flashed in Taoist Aunt Qingyan's eyes. She was a little surprised that a mere monk in the early stages of foundation building had escaped the binding of the 'spirit-binding rope'.

But it doesn't matter, just do it again.

With a thought in her mind, the spirit-binding rope shook off the heavy water of sunflower yin wrapped around it, and once again entangled itself towards Song Wen.

The next moment, she, who was originally confident, became stunned.

I saw Song Wen raise his left hand shining with lightning, and slapped his own head heavily with his palm.

"Bang!"

The head exploded and the body fell to the ground.

what's the situation?

Suicide?

Taoist Aunt Qingyan's face was full of disbelief.

But she soon noticed something unusual.

The broken body that fell down was just a corpse that had been dead for who knows how long. It didn't look like the body of a person who had just died.

The art of substitution!

Taoist nun Qingyan's eyes were full of excitement. Originally she was just selling Sugan to save face and grabbing a living sacrifice, but she didn't expect that there was an unexpected surprise.

If you can get the technique of surrogate death from this person, you can also have an extra trump card to save your life.

Her spiritual sense quickly scanned the surroundings, and she found that her spiritual sense, which was based on her initial cultivation of the golden elixir, could not find that person.

The man escaped from the range of her spiritual perception with the help of the technique of surrogate death.

How can this be!

Taoist nun Qingyan looked in disbelief. Although she had never practiced the art of surrogate death, she had heard of this magical escape method.

The escape range of the technique of surrogate death can only be within the coverage of spiritual consciousness.

How could that person, who was just a monk in the early stage of foundation building, have stronger spiritual consciousness than himself, a monk in the early stage of the Golden Core?

After a while, no trace of Song Wen was found. Aunt Qingyan raised her hand towards the Kuiyin Chongshui that Song Wen left behind, and the Kuiyin Chongshui was taken into her hand.

Kuiyin heavy water has been refined by Song Wen, and it has the spiritual consciousness breath left by Song Wen. It is not difficult to find Song Wen by following the spiritual consciousness breath, but it will take a little time.

...

Ten miles away, on the back of a hillside, Song Wen's figure suddenly appeared.

Wiping away the blood from the corner of his mouth, Song Wen raised his head and stared coldly at the graceful figure in the air.

He has used the technique of surrogate death many times, but he was forced to use it after receiving fatal attacks.

Now here, it is the first time that someone is forced into a desperate situation and chooses to commit suicide to perform the art of death.

The feeling of giving myself a fatal blow was very uncomfortable. At this moment, he was still frightened.

"No matter who you are! One day, I will make you pay the price." Song Wen secretly swore in his heart.

Seeing that the other party couldn't find where he was for a while, Song Wen felt a little relieved.

With the help of the Holy Armor Gu, the farthest detection distance of Song Wen's spiritual consciousness is about twelve miles, while the perception distance of the early Golden Core monks is only eight miles.

Take out a healing elixir and swallow it.

This place is not a place to stay for a long time. Song Wen did not dare to stay longer. After carefully identifying the direction, he turned around and ran towards the dense forest next to him.

His movement immediately disturbed the birds and beasts in the woods.

Taoist Aunt Qingyan, who was high up in the sky, saw this scene and her lips moved slightly: "I found you!"

The figure turned into an afterimage and quickly flew towards Song Wen.

When Song Wen entered her perception range, he repeated his old trick and the spirit-binding rope flew out again.

Feeling that the spirit-binding rope behind him was getting closer and closer, Song Wen looked anxious and frantically activated his Thunder Escape Technique, constantly shuttling through the dense forest.