Chapter 209 White-browed Ghost Road, a moment of life and death
The speaker was an old man.
His whole body was covered in black and white, making it impossible to see his face clearly.
Only two white eyebrows, about a foot long, hung down conspicuously.
"White-browed Ghost Dao? Are you also in Cangyun Valley?"
Jian Chen glanced at the old man and was immediately shocked.
At this moment, he didn't even care about his natal sword, and quickly retreated towards the protective formation of Qixuanmen's base camp.
But Baimei Guidao looked at Jian Chen who was running away in embarrassment and smiled scornfully.
"late!"
As the white-browed ghost spoke, he flicked his long, skinny fingers under the black robe.
clang!
A harsh metal crash echoed throughout the world.
At some point, the giant sword that suppressed the old monster Tianxiang and could not move was actually caught in the hand of a fierce ghost, and it broke into two sections with a slight snap.
Seeing this, Lin Fan couldn't help but feel numb.
"Nascent Soul stage ghost cultivator?"
The moment he spoke, Lin Fan did not dare to hesitate anymore. He left the other disciples behind and quickly retreated.
However, as soon as he stepped forward, Baimei Guidao took action again.
Not long ago, the three Qixuanmen Alchemy stage elders who blocked Mo Yang were enveloped by three groups of ghostly aura that were tens of feet in size before they could retreat into the protective formation.
Although Lin Fan did not look back, the screams of the three elders at the core formation stage that came from the void scared him out of his wits.
"The three immortal cultivators in the pill-forming stage are unable to fight back under the attack of the White-browed Ghost Dao. The Qixuan Sect's base camp will probably be breached soon." Lin Fan secretly said in shock.
really!
As a harsh explosion sounded, the protective formation deployed by the Qixuan Sect above the Cangyun Valley base camp was destroyed on the spot by three fierce ghosts.
At the same time, the three fierce ghosts roared and swooped down at the Qixuanmen disciples below.
The violent ghost energy is like black clouds. Any cultivator of the Qixuan Sect who is shrouded in it, no matter how high his level is, will soon be sucked out and refined by the evil ghost hiding inside.
"It was such a close call. Fortunately I left early!"
Lin Fan's spiritual thoughts were scattered. Seeing the scene of his fellow disciples behind him being hunted by three fierce ghosts, he could no longer maintain his composure.
The Wind Controlling Divine Boat moved quickly, turning into a stream of light and shooting towards the distance.
Little did he know that the Qixuanmen headquarters was in complete chaos at this moment.
Faced with the powerful attack of Bai Meigui Dao, Qixuanmen's base camp was immediately destroyed.
Although there are still many Qixuanmen cultivators who are fighting and retreating, they no longer have any hope of survival when faced with the attacks of the Nascent Soul cultivators.
Only an extremely alert guy like Lin Fan can save his life at this moment, but it won't last long.
After a meal, when Lin Fan and others escaped from the Qixuanmen base camp, they found that a group of Blood Demon Sect foundation-building immortal cultivators had blocked the only way for Lin Fan and others to retreat.
"Haha, look at these Qi Xuan Sect disciples, each one looks like a lost dog. Junior brothers, come to me!"
The person who spoke was a cultivator in the late foundation-building period of the Blood Demon Sect. He had a mustache and a face full of flesh. His smile made him even more ferocious.
But the cultivators of the Blood Demon Sect who followed him were very obedient to this man.
The mustache gave an order, and hundreds of foundation-building immortal cultivators had already taken action against Lin Fan and others.
Seeing that only a group of foundation-building immortal cultivators from the Blood Demon Sect were taking action, Lin Fan was slightly relieved.
Hiding among the Qixuan Sect disciples, he took out a fake magic weapon and fought with a Blood Demon Sect disciple who was in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, while letting go of his mind and observing everything around him closely.
Lin Fan suddenly discovered that except for the immortal cultivators of the Blood Demon Sect's foundation-building stage, there were really no immortal cultivators above the alchemy-formation stage. Lin Fan couldn't help but be secretly ecstatic.
"It seems that escaping from here shouldn't be a problem!"
Just when Lin Fan was about to attack violently and carve out a bloody path to escape smoothly, a terrifying late-stage pill-forming pressure suddenly erupted behind him.
"court death!"
The person who spoke was none other than Jian Chen.
At this moment, one of his arms was missing.
Behind him, there were six or seven immortal cultivators in the alchemy stage chasing after him.
Seeing that the Blood Demon Sect's foundation-building immortal cultivator in front of him actually blocked his escape route, Jian Chen waved his hand, and hundreds of sword energy fell like a heavy rain.
Wow!
Although these Blood Demon Sect's foundation-building immortal cultivators can indeed pose a threat to Lin Fan and other foundation-building immortal cultivators. But it has no deterrent effect on Jian Chen, a late-stage immortal cultivator like Jian Chen.
When the sword energy fell, dozens of foundation-building immortal cultivators were easily wiped out by Jian Chen on the spot.
"this……"
Lin Fan looked overjoyed.
Before the nearby Blood Demon Sect's foundation-building immortal cultivators could react, he set up the wind-controlling divine boat and disappeared in a flash of light. When he reappeared, he was already several feet away.
Such a fast escape speed made Jian Chen, who was escaping all the way, slightly stunned.
"It's him?"
Jian Chen looked surprised.
Then, he looked at Lin Fan's back and smiled coldly: "You are really a dead Taoist friend but a poor Taoist. As expected, the disciples of Piaomiao Peak are as useless as Junior Brother Xuanlingzi. They always fall behind at critical moments."
While speaking, Jian Chen turned into an afterimage and shot towards the direction where Lin Fan escaped.
This made Lin Fan, who was running away from the front, couldn't help but curse secretly.
"Jian Chen? Why is he escaping towards me? Could it be that he wants me to be cannon fodder to lure away the immortal cultivators at the Alchemy Formation stage who are chasing him?"
Lin Fan frowned slightly.
A touch of inexplicable anger and uneasiness made him feel irritated.
But soon, Lin Fan calmed down again.
He gritted his teeth and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the Yufeng Divine Boat, which suddenly increased the speed of the Yufeng Divine Boat by three points.
At the same time, while controlling the Yufeng Divine Boat, he quickly took a pill to restore his spiritual power to keep himself in peak condition at all times.
After a day of escaping, no one appeared within the range of Lin Fan's divine sense.
But at this moment, Lin Fan still did not dare to take it lightly.
Although he had escaped from Cangyun Valley in a hurry, it did not mean that he would be safe at this moment.
"The Jindan stage cultivators of the Blood Demon Sect are much faster than me. Even if I go all out during this period, they can easily surpass me."
"I did not feel any cultivators within the range of divine sense detection. There is another possibility, that is, the Jindan stage cultivators of the Blood Demon Sect are already waiting in front!"
Thinking of this, Lin Fan no longer dared to run away.
He drove the Yufeng Divine Boat at a high speed and landed directly on the ground.
After finding a secret cave, he set up several sets of protective formations and hid directly in it.
At this moment, Lin Fan did not dare to relax completely.
While meditating and practicing, he was alert to the surroundings.
In this way, when Lin Fan stayed in the cave for more than ten days, he felt that the number of powerful divine thoughts in the void was getting less and less, but he still did not dare to come out.
"During this period, the immortal cultivators of the Blood Demon Sect frequently passed by here. It seems that they are hunting down the fish that have escaped the net. If I go out now, wouldn't it be a trap for me?"
When Lin Fan thought of this and was about to stay in the cave, a terrifying aura of the late Jindan stage shot out from not far away.
It seems that it has already noticed Lin Fan's existence.
This made Lin Fan extremely shocked.
"I hide here and don't go out, but I can't get peace? Seeing that it's coming, there is only one way to fight."
However, before Lin Fan was ready for the battle, a man's voice sounded from outside the cave where he was.
"Boy, quickly open the formation and let me in. Otherwise, both you and I will die!"