A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Chapter 691: Windmill

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Han Li followed behind Nan Longhou and the others, and finally flew away from the huge wind gust that stretched for dozens of miles. During this period, a legal priest did not show up to stop him, apparently he was ordered by someone. This reminded Han Li of the abnormal situation he accidentally discovered when he broke the ban and came out.

Speaking of which, this is really a coincidence! At that time, because his spiritual sense could not penetrate the wind and sand around him, he had no choice but to inject spiritual power into his eyes to try the supernatural power of the Ming and Qing spiritual eyes. After all, he has already wiped his eyes with the Ming and Qing spiritual water many times, and now is a good time to try how effective it is.

The result was beyond his expectation, the wind and sand that was originally yellow was easily penetrated by his spiritual eyes, which surprised him to the extreme! But then he was surprised again, because in the wind and sand not far away, he saw a round black shadow in it, with a diameter of more than ten feet wide. He was startled, the spiritual power in his eyes faded, and the black shadow also disappeared. What he observed with his naked eyes was still full of wind and sand.

Han Li was stunned, and then checked with his spiritual power, and the black shadow reappeared in the original position, as if he had never seen it before. But this time, Han Li increased his spiritual power in his eyes, and the black shadow gradually became clearer, and several human figures were faintly swaying in the black shadow.

Afterwards, if he injects spiritual power again, he can still only see this level. It seems that this is the limit of his spiritual power in Ming and Qing Dynasties. But at this moment, Han Li already understood that someone was using supernatural powers and hiding nearby to spy on them. Although I don't know what kind of amazing supernatural power it is, even the Nascent Soul cultivators can deceive it, but the only ones who can appear here are the magicians.

It seems that the other party also knows that their party is powerful, and doesn't want to show up to fight, but just watches coldly from the side. As a result, Han Li didn't overthrow their existence, but pretended not to know and left. These people didn't have the guts to come out to stop them.

As soon as they left the wind gust of yellow sand, Han Li and the others immediately turned on the escape light, and they turned into a series of shocking rainbows, and flew away at full speed. You must know that although the vanguard of the Fashi has passed, the main force of the Fashi will arrive soon. If they fail to escape from this loess wilderness in a short time, then their lives are really in danger.

Regardless of whether the high-ranking monks in the army of mages attacked them alone, or countless mages swarmed up, they couldn't afford to go around. Therefore, Nan Longhou and the others didn't say a word, they just flew away sullenly and speeding up.

With their profound cultivation base, under the speed-up, in just half a day, they could faintly see a touch of green on the ground in the distance, and finally reached the edge of the Mulan Grassland.

"Okay, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief. It seems that this time, there is no danger." Nanlonghou, who was leading the way, let out a long breath and showed a smile on his face when he saw this situation. At the same time, he slowed down his escape speed.

After spending a lot of mana for such a long time, even if he couldn't take it anymore, the others were not much better, so they slowed down their escape speed accordingly.

"Yeah, nothing happened here. Even if those Mulan people regret it, they won't be able to catch up with us." The dark-faced Chinese character said relaxedly, obviously thinking that they were out of danger so far.

"Don't take it lightly! There are many powerful characters in the mages, and they possess unbelievable supernatural powers. We... Hey!" The old man in white shirt just said a few words, then he let out a light hey, and looked back suspiciously lookout.

Seeing this, Han Li's heart moved, and when he was about to say something, there was a faint and ear-piercing crackling sound from a distance behind.

In an instant, the weird scream became three points louder. At this moment, everyone's complexion changed drastically, and they all looked back.

I saw white light flickering on the far edge of the sky, and a seemingly small group of light rushed towards this side at a speed that made people dumbfounded. Its speed was unbelievable!

"Not good! This is the windmill of the Fashi. The people in it must be the same rank as ours, otherwise they would never dare to chase after it." The old man in white shirt recognized the flying object with a glance I was startled and angry.

"There are five mages sitting inside, all of them are in the Nascent Soul stage like us. It seems that they don't want to defeat us, but want to entangle us here, so as to delay the time for reinforcements to come up." After Wang Tiangu's spiritual sense swept , his face also gloomy preaching.

"You can't fight with them. There are five mages on the other side, and they can't be defeated in a short time. Moreover, once you make a move, you won't be able to get away. We'd better go separately and act alone by using our magical powers. Here are some pieces of jade Jane, one for each person, with an address written down in it, and we will meet here again three days after our separation." Nan Longhou said these words in a hurry, and immediately took out some identical jade slips from his pocket, One person and one piece were thrown to the crowd. And with just this moment of delay, the Yufengche in the distance is already clearly visible.

"Fellow daoists, please take care of yourself and see you in three days." Marquis Nanlong didn't delay anymore, and shot obliquely out of his body covered in golden light.

The old man in white shirt turned into a white rainbow with a gloomy face and left, walking in a different direction from Nanlonghou. After the old woman and the others took the jade slips, no one was bothered, and they also urged the secret techniques to scatter away.

The black-faced man burst out with pale yellow spiritual fire a few feet high, and when he threw himself on the ground below, he sank into the ground and disappeared.

The silver light flashed in the old woman's hand, and a silvery white crane hairpin appeared in her hand. A breath of spiritual energy was sprayed on the treasure, and a white-feathered crane wrapped in white clouds immediately appeared in front of her eyes. As soon as the figure flashed, the old woman stood tremblingly on the back of the crane. After the white crane gave a long cry, one person and one crane were more than a hundred feet away.

And the cold-faced monk Nayou, with a silver light shining all over his body, after making a formula with his hands, he merged with some treasure, turned into a silver dragon and flew upwards, disappeared into the clouds.

Wang Tiangu, Wang Chan, and Yan Ruyan used some ghost spirit sect secret technique, and they turned into a thick black light, and flew out together. In an instant, the three of them turned into a black spot, and the speed of escape was amazing!

Han Li's movements were not slow either. Almost at the same time as he took the jade slip from Nan Longhou's hand, a red light flashed, and a scarlet cloak floated out of thin air.

After he identified a direction, he injected a large amount of spiritual power into the cloak without hesitation. A buzzing sound was emitted from the cloak, and the red light burst out. Han Li turned into a ball of blood and shot out. Not much slower than others. He even had time to look back at Yufengche who was chasing after him.

Although the car was still far away, with Han Li's powerful spiritual sense, he could see it clearly in the blink of an eye.

The image of this treasure is really weird! The whole looks like a pure white square animal cart, except that there is no spirit beast pulling it in front, and there are no wheels underneath. Instead, there are dark red wooden wings seven or eight feet long protruding from the left and right sides of the car wall, with runes fluttering on it, There are five colors of fluorescent light flowing endlessly. After Han Li took a closer look, he was surprised to find that the whole body of the windmill was white and delicate, and it was actually made of unknown animal bones, and it exuded a sinister aura faintly.

Because of the white light blocking it, Han Li could only roughly see how many people were sitting in the car. And because he had never fought against a lawman before, Han Li didn't dare to use his spiritual sense to probe into the windmill easily, but turned his head and urged the blood-colored cloak on his body again, and fled straight to the south of the Mulan Grassland.

In a short time, Han Li and the other nine people fled to each other for more than ten li. And the Yufengche followed closely to the place where Han Li and the others had just parted ways, which made Han Li involuntarily look back at the car.

As a result, the windmill stopped suddenly, and after a few flashes of white light, four figures in different clothes got out of the car, three men and one woman. Then the four priests gathered together, and after discussing a few words, they also divided into four and chased Nanlonghou and the others. As for Han Li, no one happened to be chasing him in this direction.

Seeing this, Han Li felt relieved, and just when he wanted to breathe a long sigh of relief, he changed his mind and suddenly yelled "No!"

Almost at the same time, the white light of the Yufengche, which had stopped originally, flickered a few times and shot toward Han Li. The sharp explosive sound was like a brain-drilling magic sound, making Han Li's face pale in blood.

However, Han Li snorted coldly afterward, the light around him began to become dazzling rapidly, his escape speed increased by three points, and the blood-colored cloak itself also began to emit a low buzzing sound.

The two light groups, the bloody light in front and the white light in the back, were separated by a distance of more than ten miles, and they began to flee and chase.

The speed of the French priest's windmill was astonishing, but the blood-colored cloak on Han Li's body was no small matter. The two became a stalemate, and they couldn't get closer for a while.

After a while, they chased into the prairie one after the other. It didn't take long for the two light groups to disappear from the sky above the edge of the prairie without a trace, and they chased to the deeper part of the prairie.