Not long after, the black-robed ghost cultivator came to the flying sword that Long Wu threw away. The man raised his hand and put the flying sword into his hand. After watching for a while, he sneered, and bounced his fingers several times, and more than a hundred blood-colored beams suddenly shot into the void.

"Boom boom boom!" A loud thunderous sound rang out above Long Wu's head, and the violent magic power fluctuated, forming a hurricane that ravaged this space...

Looking at the dazzling blood light, he destroyed the surroundings without hesitation. Long Wu knew that as soon as he used his magic power, he would be immediately discovered by the black-robed ghost cultivator.

But if you don’t open the protective cover, you will die in the explosion. Now you can’t delay for a moment. There is only one way to do it now, that is, risk going into the depths of the miasma, and perhaps there is a glimmer of hope of escaping.

At this critical moment of life and death, Long Wu gritted his teeth and chose to race against time and bet with his life!

Seeing a bloody light burst out from the ground, the black-robed ghost cultivator waited for a quarter of an hour, but only vaguely felt the faint breath of Dragon Martial Arts. A Nascent Soul-stage cultivator can only deal with a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, which is enough to destroy hundreds of Foundation Establishment Cultivators. He smiled ferociously: "Boy, being able to die in the hands of me is also your blessing!"

After a while, the black-robed ghost cultivator swung his sleeves, and a strong wind blew away the aftermath of the explosion. After searching on the ground for a while, his divine thoughts couldn't help but look stunned. His divine thoughts quickly melted in these miasma. In just a few dozen breaths, the divine thoughts he released had melted into these miasma.

Seeing this, the black-robed ghost cultivator woke up with anger! Then he sacrificed a blood-red disc. The blood-red light in the miasma instantly flourished, and a terrifying explosion that was dozens of times stronger than before covered a range of thousands of feet. Thousands of blood lines shot hard to the ground below.

Long Wu has truly experienced the horror of the Nascent Soul monk this time, which is far beyond the imagination of the Foundation Establishment Cultivator! At this moment, he has escaped hundreds of feet away. Even so, as the blood-red air waves rolled and roared him in a roll, Long Wu only felt a bloodthirsty and violent terrifying pressure that almost broke him into pieces!

At this time, Long Wu hurriedly sacrificed the lotus leaf shield, and saw a green light flashing. The lotus leaf shield pressed the dragon martial in the back. Just this moment, it had exceeded the limit that Long Wu's body had endured. His throat turned sweet, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of essence and blood...

The black-robed ghost cultivator in the air saw a green light flashing in the air waves, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

boom!

The air waves rolled from the center again and rushed to all directions. During this second air wave swept, Longwu and Heye Shield were directly thrown several feet high, rolling and falling into the depths of the miasma.

Long Wu endured the severe pain of being torn apart. He knew that if he could not take measures immediately, the other party would not have to take action in the face of the extremely terrifying existence of the Nascent Soul Ghost Cultivation. He just needed to have another wave of air to turn himself into a blood mist in the sky!

Long Wu roughly estimated the distance he had from the black-robed ghost cultivator, feeling the cracks on the lotus leaf shield, and the spiritual energy was almost exhausted and turned into pieces. He reluctantly adjusted the lotus leaf shield to a position. At this moment, the lotus leaf shield was like a kite with a broken string, spinning in the air waves...

Faced with such a strong and extremely aggressive miasma, even the black-robed ghost cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage could not help but frown, feeling quite difficult. He could clearly feel that even he did not dare to go deeper in the miasma, which brought him a lot of pressure.

The higher the cultivation level, the more afraid of death! Although this miasma looks good, it has a suction force in its depths. Under the sweeping of two air waves, this suction force seems to be activated and gradually becomes bigger and stronger! In addition to the extremely unique escape method of Long Wu, the black-robed ghost cultivator feels very difficult.

After all, all the Nascent Soul monks are old monsters who have been scattered for a long time, and they are extraordinary. The black-robed ghost cultivator hesitated for a moment, and seemed to be a little reluctant to leave his eyebrows. He snorted a little coldly in his nose, and then the third round was even better than the previous wave of air, and roared and scattered...

People are old and traitors are old and horses are slippery, and rabbits are old and eagles are hard to get! The longer people live, they will never be able to eat in vain. Thinking and insight are far from comparable to ordinary people.

Let’s use rabbits as an example. Young rabbits are inexperienced and are chased by an eagle, running around like headless flies. Comparing speed with eagles in an open space, young rabbits are basically finished playing.

The old rabbit is experienced. When he sees an eagle attack, it will not run straight lines, but will specifically drill into shrubs and thorn bushes, so that it will easily escape. Even if the eagle catches his butt, it will still run desperately.

Once the eagle claws are caught in the rabbit's flesh, it will not be able to pull out its sharp claws for a while. The rabbit is likely to pull the eagle into the bushes to hurt or become disabled. If it meets an unlucky eagle, it is likely to die in the hands of the rabbit.

As the third round of air waves swept, the rays of rays suddenly flourished in the miasma, and a large number of three-color rays of rays emerged from the depths of the miasma. As the rays of rays emerged, a colorful, dazzling and transparent scene appeared in the entire area.

Among these three-color rays, a very oppressive and suction force suddenly spread out, causing the entire space to fluctuate violently, and then violently fluctuate to form huge vortexes...

Seeing this scene, the black-robed ghost cultivator seemed to have thought of something. He hesitated for a moment, bit his teeth, and immediately threw out a blood-colored ball. As the ball burst, the violent energy suddenly shot towards the three-color glow. With the thunderous explosion, the black-robed ghost cultivator jumped and disappeared from the spot when the two magical powers touched each other!

The black-robed ghost cultivator escaped, but Long Wu was not so lucky. He was directly sucked into the vortex. The moment he entered the vortex, Long Wu felt the severe pain of the bones in his body as if they were shattered. As soon as he opened his mouth, the rich miasma was sucked into his lungs by a large mouthful, causing him to cry.

After several breaths, Long Wu inhaled a lot of miasma. He felt his headache was split and his consciousness gradually blurred. In addition, his body was pulled and squeezed in the vortex, and his unbearable rapid rotation. Long Wu squirted out several mouthfuls of essence and blood, and his body rolled down from dozens of feet high...

In a steep and deep Grand Canyon, the cliffs on both sides are as smooth as mirrors, straight up and down! The bottom of the canyon is winding, and near the cliff, a dark-skinned young man curled up motionlessly.

This person is Long Wu who was sucked to the bottom of the canyon by the vortex. At this moment, his face was pale, and his internal organs were ruptured in many places, causing chills all over his body. The faint breathing in his dry and cracked lips made people feel that the signs of this person's life were about to disappear.
Chapter completed!