I walked into the mountain for more than a month, because I could not fly at will and I could not move forward at full speed, so I wasted a lot of time. (Baidu search.

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m,) At this time, Chen Pan no longer cared about so much, almost doubled his speed. In less than half a month, it was expected that in less than five days, he would be able to rush out of Longting Mountain by himself.

The danger of being targeted by the strong man was becoming more and more obvious in his heart. Sure enough, a huge deer antler stick finally fell from the sky. The aura was terrifying and unstoppable. Chen Pan's face immediately changed drastically, with a quasi-saint aura.

Although the southern part of Longting Mountain is relatively weak because it is far away from the royal family, there must be some strong people in the quasi-saint realm, but I don’t know how many. Chen Pan once thought about what to do if he encountered a quasi-saint. Although he had no way to deal with it, he just couldn’t take care of so many things now and had to try his luck. It’s obvious now that his luck is not good.

The deer antler stick hit the point where it hit Yellow River No. 1.

Yellow River No. 1 was buzzing, and Chen Pan seemed to be crushed by a giant hammer, his face was pale, and a mouthful of blood was spurted out. The gap in realm was too big, and the suppression of strength made him completely unable to resist.

A tall demon clan appeared in front of him, perhaps because he was preparing to fight, using a half-human and half-demon state. He was wearing a spotted fur all over his body, his mouth was bulging out, and his head looked slightly smaller than his body, with long and horns, like a branch of a tree, holding a deer antler stick. There was no doubt that this was a deer demon.

"It's the Great Immortal Lu Li!" Some demon clan recognized the identity of the person who was the famous quasi-saint demon clan in this area.

"Are you Chen Pan? A human being dares to make a big fuss about my Longting Mountain and kill my many demons. I will surrender quickly. I can consider spare your life." Lu Li Daxian said to Chen Pan.

Chen Pan sneered: "Ask aware that it is no big deal to take my life, but my friend is seriously injured. You asked me to send him to Baicao Garden. I am willing to not resist and ask you to arrest me to Situ's house to receive a reward." I have always felt that a strong man has set his sights on him these days. There is no doubt that it is the demon clan in front of me. This demon clan has been staring at him for a few days, so how could he not know who he is? Saying so much now is enough to prove that he is a cunning person. However, his strength is not good, he can only compromise and exchange himself for Song Zhe's life.

The immortal Lu Li laughed: "I dare to talk to me about conditions, but I don't know how to live or die. I stayed all of them." After that, he opened his palms and pressed down at Chen Pan overwhelmingly.

Seeing that the other party refused to agree, Chen Pan naturally would not accept his fate. He directly punched the dragon fist at the palm, and at the same time controlled 3,600 immortal swords to gather together and slashed it at the Great Immortal Lu Li.

The aura of this Lu Li Daxian is far less than the quasi-saints I met in front of the Black Demon Valley that day. It should be just the primary level of the quasi-saint. If you try hard, you may still have a glimmer of hope.

But Chen Pan immediately knew how naive his thoughts were. He covered his big hand and touched the dragon fist. It was like a flame suddenly encountered a strong wind, and then it immediately extinguished, and then directly overwhelmed Chen Pan.

The room was as if thousands of mountains were pressing against the top of the mountain. Chen Pan could not breathe, his chest was tight and short, and then his limbs were as if they were crushed by countless huge road rollers. They were broken in an instant and were extremely painful. He couldn't help but want to shout loudly, but because of the great pressure, he couldn't make any sound. The only thing he could do was to activate Pan Jue and Puru Jue with all his strength, tighten his whole body, support it on the ground, and minimize the force that Song Zhe was exposed behind him.

On the other hand, the Tianjian slashed down. The Great Immortal Lu Li might feel that he was sure to win. So he didn't care and directly used the deer antler stick to send a qi back. However, he didn't expect that the Tianjian was extremely powerful. He actually shattered the qi he emitted and slashed directly on his head. Although the power was drastically reduced and he did not cause much damage at all, he felt that he was losing face and was furious.

The pressure disappeared with the giant palm. Chen Pan gasped and was unable to move. He sent a lot of medicine to his abdomen and recovered quickly. However, the quasi-saint attack was not so easy to recover. At this time, he had almost lost his combat power.

"Good boy, I can't die if I eat one of my palms. Let me see how long you can last." Lu Li Daxian smiled grimly and covered her with another palm.

Chen Pan had no power to fight back at this moment. If he was covered by this palm, there would be no possibility of survival. He was very anxious and divided two wisps of spiritual consciousness into the purple palace and the stone axe space and shouted for help, hoping that he could awaken the sleeping soul so that he could escape.

However, the energy consumed last time was too much, and the soul and the nine-part whip in their body seemed to have fallen asleep, without any reaction at all. Chen Pan could only instinctively tighten his whole body and hold it on the ground, like an arch bridge, protecting Song Zhe behind him.

However, the quasi-saint attack is not so easy to block. Under this palm, both of them will turn into ashes. Life is hanging on the line. In the moment of life and death, the giant palm suddenly disappeared. The Great Immortal Lu Li smiled in a sinister smile: "I just hurt my face, how could I let you live so well? Since you are so determined to protect the person behind you, I will crush him in front of you first and take you to the Situ family to receive your reward."

Chen Pan was anxious and immediately cursed: "You dirty old beast, you can kill me directly. Kill someone who is seriously injured and dying. What kind of master is your demon clan so shameless? The quasi-saint bullies me, the Daluo Jinxian, are you shameless, and you even use such despicable means. It turns out that they are a group of beasts who are ignorant and have only instincts. No wonder some people say that you are actually just a group of monsters, critters!"

"Little bastard, just curse. I just took action when I saw you making a big fuss in Longting Mountain. Even if someone came to me, I would be right. Since you have already scolded me like this, it would be even more unreasonable." Lu Li Xian walked in and reached out to capture Song Zhe behind Chen Pan.

Although Chen Pan had recovered slightly, he could not resist at all. He could only watch the old demon grabbing Song Zhe and cursed loudly: "You old beast, I curse you that you will never come out after entering the Situ family. Become a slave contract beast to his family and be enslaved for the rest of your life."

"Swear, just curse! When this immortal takes you to the Situ family, see if you can still scold you then." The immortal Lu Li laughed and directly grabbed Song Zhe behind Chen Pan and the animal skin.

"No, please, you can do whatever you want me, let my brother go!" Chen Pan finally softened, hoping to beg for the help of Song Zhe to save.

The immortal Lu Li laughed proudly: "Why, I won't scold you? But it's too late, this flute is good, it belongs to me." But before he finished speaking, he suddenly shouted as if he had met a ghost: "Damn it, it's Ziwu Yin and Yang Poison! How come you're fine?"

After saying that, he threw Song Zhe down and sat cross-legged. Black and white stripes like Song Zhe began to appear on his body.
Chapter completed!