A cloud of black mist was incomparably nimble, enveloping Yan Zhen and Venerable Lin, and finally rushed out of the range of the poisonous mist, and then, not wanting to fight, directly lifted into the sky and left quickly.
Yan Zhen has long since lost the determination to fight again, and there is a price for him to use this move, otherwise, where would he wait until now
Now that he is seriously injured due to poisoning, it is absolutely impossible for him to be the opponent of the eighteen blood guards, and there is Bai Yuzhe watching over there, and his combat power is definitely not weak. At least it is absolutely easy to kill someone like Lin Zunzhe.
The most important thing for them now is to find a safe place first, stabilize the injury, contact Yan Fei and Yan Junhe and the others to come over quickly, otherwise if the corpse of this beast is lost, it will really be a heavy loss.
"Okay, don't chase after him, it's almost done!" Bai Yuzhe rushed out from the poisonous fog area, and quickly sent a sound transmission to the eighteen blood guards who had already flown into the air to hunt down.
In fact, they really just wanted to make a point, and if they really wanted to chase, they would not be able to catch up. No matter how Yan Zhen is, the speed of the explosion is by no means what they can match.
The Tianyuan joint attack formation does not improve the speed much, and it is still necessary to maintain the integrity of the formation during the flight, which is not small.
"Kill! Don't let these two old bastards go!" The fat man was still roaring loudly in the air, but in fact he had already retreated. He was just trying to scare the other party, lest the two go back.
In fact, his worry was a bit superfluous, Yan Zhen and Lin Zun would definitely not dare to stay nearby. Poisoned, poisoned again...
This is Yan Zhen's inner voice. In just two months, he was poisoned twice, which is really unbelievable for a person in the ninth level of the Holy Vault Realm.
Yes, he hadn't experienced what it was like to be poisoned for hundreds of years. In fact, from the beginning of his cultivation until now, he has never been really poisoned.
After Yan Zhen took Venerable Lin to fly for four or five hundred miles, he finally felt that he was going to be unable to hold on anymore, so he found a relatively secret place and stopped. On the way, Venerable Lin had already contacted Yan Fei and Yan Junhe.
But as Bai Yuzhe and the others expected, it would take at least two or three days for them to come over.
However, Yan Zhen and the others were more at ease regarding the corpse of the beast. After all, he did not believe that Bai Yuzhe and the others could have a storage device with a diameter of a thousand meters. If not, can they carry it? Even if it can be lifted, it can't go very far.
Carrying it directly out to sea, can it fly across such a sea area? That's just a fool's dream!
Therefore, they couldn't transport the corpse of the beast! However, the two of them were extremely aggrieved, not to mention the death of three more masters, but they were tricked by a group of people with such a low level, and they were poisoned again. It seemed that they would not be able to use force for a long time.
If there is a chance, Yan Zhen will kill the other twenty or so people with his own hands, and let them all die without a place to bury them!
"Master Lin, this Michuan Continent looks much stronger than we imagined! If the poisonous mist used by the other party was in our Heavenly Demon Continent, what level would it be?" Yan Zhen sat cross-legged with a livid face. He tried his best to restrain the poison in his body, and asked in a deep voice.
In fact, he also has a speculation in his mind, but in this regard, Zun Lin is more authoritative.
(end of this chapter)