When Yang Yuhua watched the show, he was very happy.

Now, the situation in Wanhua Valley is obvious.

The poor disciple not only lost his gains, but also lost his contact with his disciples, and his life and death were unknown. This really lost his wife and his army.

He believes that the best result of this line is self-protection.

The other two are the most important two people in the Luoxian Sect.

They have to get a lot from Wanhua Valley.

If they get 40% to 50%, and if they are now in the center of Wanhua Valley and there is no one to harassment, the profit for half a day will be huge.

In this case, after returning to the sect, even if you have no credit, you will not be punished.

Just as Yang Yuhua smiled slightly and wanted to say more, his heart suddenly jumped away and felt bad.

Seeing Hong Zimeng's cold eyes suddenly caught fire, the magic weapon in his hand was hit hard, and a large piece of seven-colored light suddenly appeared.

The woman shouted, waved her arm forward.

Under the tremor, the seven-color lights exploded towards the disciples of Jing Wenzong, and the pressure inside her body filled with air.

The sound of the sky is amazing.

"Walk!"

No matter what the result is this time, Hong Zimeng will pull Xiaqiu away.

The movement of Xiaqiu will naturally not be slow.

As early as when Hong Zimeng urged the mind method, it seemed that it had taken out two talismans as expected and pressed them on Hong Zimeng and himself.

Due to hasty action, when Xia Qiu pressed the talisman on Hong Zimeng, he accidentally took a photo of the soft and smooth part of the female breast, and both of them were a little embarrassed.

But now is obviously not the time to care about such things.

The two used the powerful functions of the acceleration talisman and the Passive Immortal Art, and immediately turned into smoke and disappeared dozens of feet.

The word Xia Qiu had just painted on the back of Hong Zimeng is a word "run".

The meaning of Xiaqiu, Hong Zimeng naturally understood that the day when Wanhua Valley left was only half a day.

They learned a lot here and did not agree to the other party's boring deal because it completely ruined all their previous efforts.

Therefore, for these two people, this is undoubtedly the most correct choice.

Moreover, both sides suffered a lot of losses in the battle just now, and disciples of this sect will join.

Xia Qiu and Hong Zimeng took this opportunity to leave and avoided fierce battles.

Xia Qiu thought his decision was wise, because he moved the acceleration talisman to the second floor together, and its running speed was no slower than Jing Wenzong behind him.

He glanced at it and found that there were two people on the other side, and neither of them could keep up.

They believe that these two people have not practiced and practiced immortal skills.

In this pursuit, time has passed, but it is obvious that the people of Jing Wenzong still cannot catch up with the people ahead.

During this period, Yang Yuhua's face was gloomy and hesitant, but in the end he decided to fight to the death.

With a crazy expression, his speed increased by two points again.

He knew that Hong Zimeng was naturally very powerful, but now he was injured.

If he wants to catch up, no one can stop him in this place.

As for Xia Qiu, Yang Yuhua had guessed that the other party might suffer from the Immortal Art, but no matter how fast he was, he was always weak.

As long as he has the chance to catch up with Xia Qiu, he will not be defeated.

However, Yang Yuhua is also a master.

He hurriedly made a two-hand plan.

He ordered the two obviously unfast disciples not to catch up and let them collect essential oils nearby.

In this way, the two stopped, and there were still five people in Jingwen Sect, about a hundred feet behind the two Xiaqiu.

"Five people, I'm sure I can kill two."

Hong Zimeng swept away the air and whispered to Xia Qiu.

"No need, if you stop fighting each other, we may win or lose, but if you keep running, it will definitely win, so there is no need to take risks."

Xia Qiu shook his head and said calmly.

"If you keep going, there are four more people."

Hong Zimeng said with a painful smile.

One hour later, they ran out of the center of the core area.

They crossed a sea of ​​flowers, not too far from the Black Jade Cliff on the other side.

"Damn it!"

Yang Yuhua suddenly let out a curse, and then his hair emitted light, his eyes were crimson, and he looked crazy.

He never thought that the cultivator in the fourth level of the body refining stage of Xiaqiu area could have this speed. He could run five breaths at one time without feeling tired.

He naturally didn't know that Xia Qiu not only upgraded the practice to level 2, but also moved the fitness technique to level 2, so his physical strength was still quite strong.

Although he had vaguely guessed what time it was now, he still had no choice.

If he wanted to see some previous scenes, he would not chase them desperately, but now, he is in a difficult situation, and even if he has no previous plans, he must do so.

Since this place is close to the edge of the core area, there are basically not many rare herbs.

If you turn around and run back, it will be too late.

Under the entanglement, he had to do so.

"Elder Xia, are you okay?"

Hong Zimeng found Xia Qiu's breath weak and asked with a worried expression.

"It's a little tired, but you can rest assured that I can stick with it."

Xia Qiu's breath was short, but he still smiled slightly at the woman, as he said.

At this time, Xia Qiu was very lucky.

If it is not on the way to the location, it will temporarily level the practice of these two types of physical skills to level ii.

I'm afraid he will fall now.

This reminded him of a sentence from his previous life.

There is no way out.

"Senior Brother Yang, let's stop chasing, here... collect some psychotherape. Just now... I just saw some pretty... extraordinary psychotherape over there."

At this time, a running disciple was panting next to Yang Yuhua and said intermittently behind him.

"Shut up!"

Yang Yuhua has no good face now, his eyes are bloodshot, and he seems to be in a semi-crazy state.

When he saw Yang Yuhua, the disciple was shocked.

He quickly closed his mouth, dared not say too much, and gritted his teeth. At the same time, he kept slandering in his heart, Yang Yuhua was idiot, he lost his temper and blamed others, etc.

After half an hour, Xiaqiu could already see a height of one thousand feet in front of him, and there was an infinite crack above, namely the Black Jade Cliff.

For Xiaqiu and Hong Zimeng, the distances of thousands of people are naturally not worth mentioning, and they will arrive soon.

Xia Qiu looked back at Yang Yuhua and the people over a hundred feet away, and a pitiful expression appeared on his face.

Suddenly he jumped off with Hong Zimeng, but he caught up with him but couldn't cross the Heiyu Cliff.

But at this time, Xia Qiu and Hong Zimeng both changed their faces.

When they were in the sky above the Black Jade Cliff, there was a sudden great suction force that pulled the two of them down.

This kind of power is very powerful, and even the cultivators in the body refining stage cannot resist it, let alone Hong Zimeng.

The two of them just stopped in the air for a moment, then flashed across the Black Jade Cliff, and the white mist passing through the surface disappeared again... After holding their breath, Yang Yuhua and five other disciples of Jing Wenzong appeared and reached the edge of the Black Jade Cliff.

Looking down, it looks a bit scary.

"Senior Brother Yang, this..." Jing Wenzong's disciple swallowed a sip of water and said to Yang Yuhua with a gloomy face.

Yang Yuhua stared at the eyes, and the seemingly thick white mist layer in front of him made him unable to see the situation below.

At this time, blue veins popped up on his forehead and his chest fluctuated violently.

He forced his eyes to close, took a deep breath and slowly opened it. His eyes returned to a little clearness, but his face was still gloomy and he said hoarsely: "It's less than half an hour, and you'll be scattered around, regardless of your level, collect as many spiritual herbs as possible."

…”Elder Xia, wait!”

Hong Zimeng grabbed the grape vines with one hand and hung on the top of the cliff with her other hand, and held Xia Qiu's arm tightly.

Hong Zimeng's silver teeth were clenched tightly, and blood was seeping out of her palm holding the vine. She struggled to maintain the hanging position on it, and couldn't hold on.
To be continued...