Countless people rushed out from every corner of Heian Fuji Mountain, but except for some people who were close to the edge, not one of the ten people could really escape from Heian Fuji Mountain.
The micron thief almost burned his lifespan, and he was also the fastest one. The moment he broke out of the Fairy Hunting territory, he fled to the edge of Heian Teng Mountain.
Even so, there was still a vine digging into his calf.
Wei Zi Pirates has always been a casual cultivator. He may not be as knowledgeable as Shang Hegao, or his methods may not be as good as Pang Hong. But there is one thing he has that Shang Hegao and Pang Hong don't have, decisiveness.
The moment the vine inserted into Wei Zithief's calf, Wei Zithief's immortal energy shook, and his entire calf was directly separated from his body. The next moment, the micro-thief, who had no lower legs, rushed out frantically.
At this time, sword energy was nothing to him. What he wanted was to escape like crazy, as far away as possible.
After Wei Zi stole away, the giant peak-like vines slowly closed in, like a compressed cricket cage. No monk in the vines was spared.
Not a trace of blood spurted out, and every monk touched by the vines was absorbed in a short time. Whether it is blood essence, soul or body.
There are only a few people who can escape like the thief.
"Pfft!" Weizi Pirates opened his mouth and spat out a blood arrow. Then he stopped and reluctantly took out a healing pill and swallowed it.
Behind him, the originally towering mountain of vines disappeared without a trace. Heian Fujiyama seemed to have been compressed underground, with no trace left. Thousands of people living in Heian Teng Mountain also disappeared without a trace.
Several monks who had escaped like the Wei Zi Thief hurriedly moved closer after seeing the Wei Zi Thief.
In the Sword Prison, it is better to have more people than less.
"Lord Wei, what's going on at Ping'an Tengshan?" A quasi-immortal emperor with a pale face and bloodstains all over his body is still frightened.
An Immortal Emperor has no ability to resist under the vines of Ping An Teng Mountain. How scary are those vines? If he hadn't been on the edge of Heian Teng Mountain, he would have been hard-pressed to survive.
The remaining survivors with weaker cultivation were even more attentive to listen. They also didn't know why such a thing happened in Heian Tengshan.
The micro-thief had already calmed down and said in a low tone, "It should be a heart left over from ancient times. If I guess correctly, those vines are just the meridians in the heart."
"We have been living in the same heart?" someone exclaimed.
No one answered his words. Everyone thought that the thief was not talking nonsense. Because the shape of Heian Fujiyama is really similar to a heart.
Wei Zithief was also secretly afraid. He saw with his own eyes that Shang Hegao and Pang Hong were sucked out of their essence and blood by vines and fell into the Ping An Vine Mountain. The reason why he was able to escape was not only because he was stronger than Pang Hong and Shang Hegao, but also because of his decisiveness. But these are not the key to his escape. The most important thing to his escape is Mo Wuji's four supreme blue pills.
The four Supreme Blue Pills made his spirit and soul far more perfect than those of Pang Hong and Shang Hegao. In terms of strength, he recovered the fastest and best.
It was precisely because his soul was more complete that he was able to burn his essence, blood, and lifespan in an instant and escape from Heian Teng Mountain. In the end, he only lost a piece of his calf.
It seemed that their guess was correct. Mo Wuji left Ping An Teng Mountain early not only because they wanted to take back their territory, but because Mo Wuji had long noticed that Ping An Teng Mountain was not safe.
He thought about the time he and Mo Wuji went to the Jianqi River to fetch water. Mo Wuji seemed to be frowning thoughtfully after leaving Ping'an Teng Mountain. Then he deliberately returned to Heian Tengshan and walked out again.
Now he understood that Mo Wuji had become suspicious at that time.
Mo Wuji simply retreated before. He thought it was because Mo Wuji no longer had an alliance, and he had formed an alliance with Pang Hong and Shang Hegao. Now that I think about it, that's not the case at all. Even if he had not formed an alliance with Pang Hong and Shang Hegao, Mo Wuji would have left Pingan Tengshan. When they went to where Mo Wuji was, Mo Wuji was about to leave. Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence
With Mo Wuji's formation methods, if he was unwilling to leave, the three of them might not be able to break the formation together.
"Lord Wei, where are we going now?" Everyone was silent, and a monk took the initiative to ask.
Wei Zithief sighed and said, "Immortal Hunting no longer exists, everyone can just call me by my name. No matter what Lord, it's all a joke."
This incident made him understand that even if he organized forces in the Sword Prison, any force would be in vain when a disaster came.
"You go and seek refuge with Sect Leader Mo." Wei Zithief continued. He knew that these people had no place to go except to seek refuge with Mo Wuji.
"Senior Wei, aren't you going with us?" the monk who spoke asked doubtfully.
In fact, although he asked where the Wei Zi Pirates should go, he knew very well that there was really no place to go except to seek refuge with the Mo Wuji Sect Leader.
Weizi Pirates waved his hand, "You go ahead, I won't go."
After saying that, the micro thief flashed and disappeared into the endless sword prison. After all, he was also a late-stage Immortal Emperor. Not long ago, he destroyed his alliance with Mo Wuji and drove Mo Wuji out of Ping'an Teng Mountain. Now he was asked to beg Mo Wuji, but he couldn't bear it.
You must know that the territory he gave to Mo Wuji was obtained by Mo Wuji in exchange for the Qing Dan, but in the end, he took it as soon as he said it would. Regardless of whether Mo Wuji had long sensed that Ping An Teng Mountain was not safe, his approach was wrong. Besides, when he, an Immortal Emperor, went to seek refuge with Mo Wuji in the later stage, who would listen to whom
After the Weizi Thief left, the most powerful person here was the quasi-emperor. The Quasi-Emperor looked at the disappearing figure of the Weizi Thief and sighed secretly, "Let's go, let's go to Sect Master Mo."
As a quasi-emperor and a man with a magic hand, he was very aware of the relationship between Mo Wuji and the three major forces in Heian Tengshan. Wei Zithief didn't have the shame to seek refuge with Mo Wuji, and he could understand.
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"Kakaka!" Mo Wuji felt that the intensity of the sword energy had increased several times, and the bones around him made the sound of cracking inch by inch. The pain that penetrated into the bone marrow made Mo Wuji open his eyes and wake up completely.
He looked at his feet with some fear. At this moment, one of his feet was standing on the edge of the whirlpool, and the sweeping whirlpool did not sweep him down.
The endless sword energy was swept over by his body-refining technique and submerged into his body. In addition to the endless sword energy here, there is also endless fairy spiritual energy.
Mo Wuji instantly understood what was going on. All the sword energy that could drag him into the vortex of sword energy was absorbed by him. The vortex of sword energy disappeared around him for a short time, which made him stop temporarily.
Now he must not let all his bones be broken and reassembled. The fourth level of the divine body is not nirvana. He has already experienced nirvana once. Once all the bones are broken, it will be difficult for him to enter the fourth level of the divine body again. Maybe he will be involved in this in the end. Inside the sword energy vortex.
Mo Wuji forcibly excluded his distracting thoughts and the crisis at his feet. The body-training technique and the immortal mortal technique were running at full strength at the same time. One hundred and eight small Zhoutians formed the Great Zhoutian. This Great Zhoutian then combined with Mo Wuji's. Ji's body refining and Zhou Tian merged together, wildly sweeping away the rich fairy spiritual energy in the whirlpool of sword energy.
"Boom!" Mo Wuji's physical body reached an extreme, a powerful aura rushed out of his body, and the cracked bones and skin recovered in an instant.
The sword energy that originally entered Mo Wuji's body was blocked by Mo Wuji. The immortal energy in his body also increased crazily at this moment, a shackle was blasted apart, and Mo Wuji's cultivation level directly rushed into the middle stage of Daluo Immortal.
The violent whirlpool of sword energy rolled in again. Mo Wuji quickly retreated, and all the whirlpools of sword energy that could sweep him away were absorbed by him.
The strength of his physical body advanced to the fourth level of the divine body at the edge of the sword energy vortex, and at the same time, his cultivation level also rose to the middle stage of Daluo Immortal.
Mo Wuji knew that with his current level of cultivation, if he was caught in the vortex of sword energy, he would probably have a narrow escape.
After exiting the edge of the sword energy vortex, Mo Wuji gathered his spiritual eyes and took another look at the sword energy vortex. Under the sword energy vortex, the man who looked like a withered skeleton had disappeared.
A cold sweat broke out from Mo Wuji's back, and he left quickly. He did not dare to enter the sword energy vortex to check before arriving at the Immortal King.
Without special training resources, it would be difficult for him to advance to Immortal King in the short term. It seemed that he could go and see if the teleportation array disk he had left outside the Sword Prison had any effect. Mo Wuji also estimated that his teleportation array disk would not be of much use. He did this just to comfort himself. Since there is a way out, he must think of any possible way out.
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"Excuse me, is Sect Leader Mo here?" The quasi-emperor brought four or five monks who had escaped from Ping'an Teng Mountain to the outside of the Gobi Desert where Mo Wuji was.
Fei Ling walked out again, and Su Zian and others who had been waiting in the square also stood up.
"Are you Brother Cha?" Fei Ling shouted in surprise when he saw the quasi-emperor in front of him.
Naturally, he knew the quasi-emperor in front of him. His name was Zha Rui. He was a member of the Demon Hand like him before. Why are you here now? Feiling looked at the scarred monks behind Zha Rui again, and became more and more confused.
"Friend Fei Xian, long time no see." Zha Rui's tone was a little dry. His status in Magic Hand was much higher than that of Fei Ling. At this moment, he could only feel happy that he had not offended Fei Ling in the first place.
"Brother Cha, why are you here? Are you planning to leave the Demon Hand like me? Are you not afraid of Pang Hong? Aren't you afraid that you will never have the chance to return to Ping'an Tengshan again?" Even now Fei Ling was still frightened when he mentioned Pang Hong.
Zha Rui sighed, "Peace Vine Mountain is gone, and so is the Magic Hand."
"What do you mean?" Feiling's face changed as he thought of what Nie Chongan and Jian Mingcheng had said before. If Mount Ping An is really in danger, it is not far from Mount Ping An.
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