In an instant, a strange spiritual ripple visible to the naked eye appeared in the air in front of Bai Zhirui and the burly man.
Under the influence of Zheng Yi's spiritual thoughts, these ripples quickly formed a shape like a sharp thorn, piercing the big man's eyebrows fiercely!
"Ah...!"
The big man screamed, his whole body suddenly squirmed, and by the way, he turned into a giant black bull with two horns, looking up to the sky and roaring angrily.
"Moo...!"
The giant bull phantom roared, its huge figure trembling crazily.
But Zheng Yi's mental thorn came out in a sneak attack, and it became extremely huge due to the increase of the Yin Yang Treasure Mirror.
This burly monk from the Ning Ling clan only struggled for a moment, and his entire body immediately began to collapse from his brain, spreading to his whole body in an instant.
The huge shadow was collapsing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and its aura quickly dissipated and became nothingness.
The monks of the Ming Ling clan are all half-spirits and half-ghosts.
Among their clan, except for a few specific races who will leave corpses after death, the rest will turn into pure ghost spirit and dissipate into the abyss.
"Brother!"
"Brother!"
The two roared angrily. When faced with the murder of their eldest brother, instead of flinching, they came over angrily and killed him.
This is the territory of their Ming Ling clan, how could they let this little girl escape!
Zheng Yi said coldly: "Let's go!"
Before she could finish her words, Bai Zhirui's figure was like an electric lasing, and she ran away quickly.
Behind him, two Netherworld monks were chasing after him. They exuded a sinister aura and their eyes were filled with murderous intent.
"Little girl, you can't escape today!" One of the Netherworld monks roared angrily. As he waved his hand, a black light shot towards Bai Zhirui like an arrow.
Bai Zhirui's heart tightened and she quickly ducked sideways.
Black light hit a hillside in front of him, causing a huge explosion in an instant.
At this moment, Zheng Yi in the body said: "Zhirui, my master's soul power is not enough, and you can only rely on yourself from now on."
"Hold on for a quarter of an hour, and wait for the master to recover his soul power."
Zheng Yi said this, of course, not because of lack of soul power, but to give Bai Zhirui a test.
The few hosts I was looking for before were all far apart in terms of strength and character.
Although the Bai Zhirui in front of her was cultivated by herself, she has not passed any test after all.
Today's pursuit of these two monks from the Nether Spirit Clan in the Foundation Establishment Stage was a test for her.
If she could get rid of the pursuit, or even kill these two people, she should have a certain amount of investment capital.
But if she was killed by these two people, she would be unlucky.
Bai Zhirui gritted her teeth. Although there was a trace of panic in her heart, she was more determined: "Master, don't worry, I can hold on!"
After saying that, she stopped and turned to face the two pursuers.
With a wave of her jade hand, the white lotus magical weapon flew out of her sleeve and instantly transformed into a huge white lotus, exuding holy light.
Wherever the light reached, the surrounding darkness was dispersed somewhat.
When a monk from the Nether Spirit Tribe saw this, he formed a seal with his hands and muttered something in his mouth. Suddenly a black whirlwind roared up and swept towards Bai Lian.
Bai Zhirui's eyes condensed, and her hands quickly changed the techniques. The white lotus radiated brightly and collided with the black whirlwind, making a loud noise.
In this fierce collision, Bai Zhirui felt tremendous pressure, but she did not flinch.
She knew very well that if there was any hesitation or timidity at this moment, death would be waiting for her.
"I can't fall down like this, I want to live!" Bai Zhirui shouted in her heart, her eyes became more determined, and the spiritual power in her body was continuously injected into the White Lotus Magical Artifact.
However, another Netherworld monk took the opportunity to attack, and a strange rune flew towards Bai Zhirui.
Bai Zhirui was shocked and quickly recalled the white lotus magic weapon to resist.
The rune collided with the white lotus, erupting with a powerful impact. Bai Zhirui was knocked back several steps, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.
Zheng Yi in Yin Yang Treasure Mirror shook his head slightly and said quietly: "Fight while walking, you are no match for these two in a positional battle."
"Yes, Master!"
Bai Zhirui's heart moved. Suddenly, a little ahead, the white lotus shadow reappeared, and the figure that enveloped her quickly left the valley.
"Where to run! Little girl!"
"Leave it to me!"
"No, this is not the way to go." Bai Zhirui was thinking about countermeasures in her heart.
She suddenly remembered the tactics Zheng Yi had taught her, which was to be good at observing the enemy's weaknesses.
She composed herself, and while flying quickly, she closely observed the two Nether Spirit monks with her spiritual mind, and found that when one of them cast a spell, there would be a brief flaw in the defense on the right side.
This seems to be related to his race. Although the flying speed is fast, it is a bit shaky. He is obviously not very familiar with the art of flying.
A trace of determination flashed in Bai Zhirui's eyes. She patted the storage bag and a white flying sword shot out, turning into a ray of white light and slashing at the monk on the left.
She pretended to attack the monk on the left with all her strength, causing the monk on the right to relax her vigilance.
At that moment, she suddenly changed the direction of her attack, and the flying sword turned into a bolt of lightning and shot toward the monk's flaw on the right.
The monk was caught off guard and was hit by the spiritual beam. He screamed and fell to the ground.
When the remaining Nether Spirit Tribe monk saw this, he was furious and his attack became more and more crazy.
A large amount of black flames appeared from the void and turned into black and red fire crows, rushing towards Bai Zhirui madly.
Bai Zhirui also gritted her teeth and continued to use various spells to deal with the opponent.
His hands quickly formed a seal, and the milky-white Holy Fire of Purifying World protected his whole body. While flying quickly, he used it to block the attacks of the monks from the Nether Spirit clan behind him.
As time passed by, Bai Zhirui's physical and spiritual power were rapidly depleted, but her will became stronger.
"I will definitely be able to hold on, I will definitely be able to!" She kept encouraging herself in her heart.
"Little girl! Die for me!"
At this moment, the Nether Spirit Clan monk roared angrily.
Bai Zhirui's thoughts moved, and she saw huge wings suddenly appeared behind the monk, and black flames were burning.
The flames swept across and turned into a huge black claw mark in the air, shooting towards Bai Zhirui.
"Rumble...!"
The Holy Fire of Purification that crossed in front of the two of them was destroyed in an instant, and the black claw marks attacked Bai Zhirui at an extremely fast speed.
Bai Zhirui felt an unprecedented crisis, but she did not panic.
Taking a deep breath, he clapped his hands suddenly, his mind vibrated, and he muttered words.
"The white lotus comes to the world and burns our world!"
"No birth mother, empty hometown!"
"Boom!"
The mana in his body immediately surged, almost burning, and his whole aura instantly surged to its peak.
In an instant, the white lotus magic weapon suddenly spun up and turned into a huge white light, covering Bai Zhirui's body, forming a strong defensive barrier.
The paw prints collided with the barrier, making an earth-shattering noise.
Bai Zhirui felt her eyes go dark and almost fainted.
But she still endured the shock and stared straight ahead, realizing that she had successfully resisted the blow.
At this time, a quarter of an hour finally passed. "Girl, you did a good job!" Zheng Yi's voice rang in her mind.
Then, Zheng Yi's powerful spiritual thoughts emerged again.
The mental stabbing attack came out, and before the monk of the Ming Ling clan could react, his head was blown to pieces by Zheng Yi, and he lost his breath.
Bai Zhirui collapsed to the ground, gasping for air, but a victorious smile appeared on her face.
After this fierce battle to escape, Bai Zhirui felt her own growth.
She understands how important it is to be calm, decisive and tenacious when facing a powerful enemy.
"Thank you...Master!"
"Let's go quickly. I can already feel that there are several powerful auras coming this way."
Bai Zhirui's face changed slightly, this was the abyss!
He nodded quickly and said: "Yes, master!"
Bai Zhirui was about to leave, but was stopped by Zheng Yi: "Go and pick up the monk's storage bag."
"We don't know what's going on in this place, Mingyuan City, so don't waste it."
“The master is still thoughtful.”
Bai Zhirui quickly turned around, picked up this person's storage bag, and left quickly.
As for the storage bags of the other two people, they are too far away from here, so they can only give up.
Enveloped by Zheng Yi's spiritual thoughts, there were indeed several huge auras approaching from behind the two of them.
Among them, there are the auras of three golden elixir stages!
Now Zheng Yi is not a match for the Golden Core monks, so of course he can run as far as he can.
A few days later.
In the deep and dark abyss, Bai Zhirui was sneaking alone and with difficulty.
She was wearing a black robe, and her clothes were fluttering in the wind, but her fatigue and tenacity could not be concealed.
The originally snow-white white robe had already become bloody due to several days of fighting.
In order to escape pursuit and conceal her whereabouts, she had to give up her favorite white shirt and choose black clothes that were conducive to hiding her whereabouts.
Coupled with the secret assistance of master Zheng Yi, many dangers were avoided along the way.
After arriving at an area called the 'Black Thorn Forest', even with Zheng Yi's assistance, she did not dare to fly anymore and could only choose to pass through the ground.
It would be too eye-catching to fly alone in today's Abyss.
Even if Zheng Yi's spiritual mind can detect the enemy's whereabouts dozens of miles away, it will be difficult to escape.
The reason... there are too many Nether Beasts and Nether Spirit monks here!
Bai Zhirui's face was as pale as paper, her forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and her eyes revealed firmness and determination.
Her steps were hurried, and the ground under her feet was rugged, but she didn't dare to stop at all, relying on her superb Qinggong to pass by easily.
There was a strong aura of death permeating the abyss, and eerie roars could be heard from time to time.
Suddenly, a deep roar sounded behind her. Bai Zhirui's heart tightened. She looked back and saw several huge underworld beasts running towards her.
These underworld beasts have a ferocious appearance, their bodies are like hills, and their sharp claws shine coldly in the darkness.
Zheng Yi's spiritual mind had already discovered these underworld beasts and warned Bai Zhirui.
Just because there are too many underworld beasts in the dense forest, you can encounter them wherever you go, so it is better to choose the direction with the least number.
Bai Zhirui took a deep breath, desperately activated the spiritual power in her body, and accelerated her forward speed.
Just when the underworld beast was about to catch up with her, the master's voice suddenly came to her mind.
"Don't panic, there's a dense forest on the left."
"Yes, Master!"
Bai Zhirui acted according to Zheng Yi's instructions without hesitation.
After entering the passage, Zheng Yi used his powerful spiritual power to create some illusions, making the beasts lose their way.
Bai Zhirui took the opportunity to escape from the underworld beast's pursuit and hid in a secret cave, breathing heavily.
I don’t know how many times I have experienced this situation when I woke up.
On one occasion, a large army of monks from the Nether Spirit clan was discovered among a group of underworld beasts.
At least tens of thousands of monks from the Nether Spirit clan formed a formation and moved forward, like huge waves.
The auras among them are at the lowest stage of foundation building, and do not reach the golden elixir stage or the Nascent Soul stage.
Even at that time, Zheng Yi's spiritual thoughts were discovered after just a sweep.
Immediately, an extremely powerful force of spiritual thought surged out from the crowd and violently collided with Zheng Yi.
That time, Zheng Yi's mind was injured and he almost became an idiot!
If it weren't for the protection of the Yin Yang Treasure Mirror, his spiritual consciousness would have collapsed long ago.
Become a god!
It must be a monk who transforms into gods!
At that time, he quickly escaped with Bai Zhirui.
With her spiritual consciousness damaged, Bai Zhirui's guidance was also much less.
Later, he speculated that perhaps when the monk who transformed into gods used his spiritual thoughts to attack him, he was also counterattacked by the Yin Yang Treasure Mirror.
Otherwise, it is impossible to explain how Bai Zhirui, a mere monk in the foundation-building stage, could escape from the pursuit of a large army of monks from the Mingling clan.
It was during this encounter that another burst of information came from the Yin Yang Treasure Mirror.
[Witness the monk in the transformation stage to take action and gain 1 point of power of time. 】
1 point of power of time!
Zheng Yi felt a little happy, he was indeed a cultivator of spiritual transformation!
This proves that Canglan Realm and Mingyuan Realm are above Xuan Cang Realm in terms of richness of spiritual energy and world level.
In this case, he should gather the power of time as soon as possible and travel to the Canglan Realm.
Only in the Canglan Realm can he have a chance to break through to Nascent Soul and even become a god!
However, the crisis has not been resolved.
After taking a short rest, Bai Zhirui continued to move forward.
Not long after walking, Zheng Yi's voice rang in her mind again: "Stop, there are monks from the Mingling clan ahead."
Bai Zhirui was shocked and carefully hid behind a boulder and observed the situation ahead.
I saw a group of monks from the Netherworld clan dressed in black robes, holding magic weapons and searching the surroundings vigilantly.
"Hold your breath and don't make any noise."
Zheng Yi reminded. Bai Zhirui covered her mouth tightly, her heart beating like a drum.
Fortunately, the monks of the Ming Ling clan did not find her traces and gradually moved away.
Bai Zhirui breathed a sigh of relief and continued on her way to the human territory of Abyss City.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, Bai Zhirui finally passed through the black thorn forest and visited a large mountain.
Zheng Yi's voice came again: "Rui'er, I used the power of my spiritual mind to sense that a group of human monks are fighting with the Netherworld monks in front of me. Let's go and help."
Bai Zhirui was stunned for a moment and said hesitantly: "Master, we can't protect ourselves. Is it too dangerous to help?"
Zheng Yi whispered: "Helping them also helps us. Find Mingyuan City as soon as possible, and we can also find out from their mouths what happened in Mingyuan."
"Yes! Master!" (End of Chapter)