Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 504: Escape
After the spirit of the instrument swayed for a while, the bottle finally showed a slight movement.

Moreover, this movement seemed somewhat perfunctory.

Mist suddenly spewed out of the bottle mouth, and after a moment a ball of mist emerged and hung in the sea of ​​consciousness.

And then nothing happened.

"No, that's it?"

Han Yu was stunned. What use could spitting out such a thing have?

The spirit of the weapon was also a little dumbfounded. No, the fighting outside was so intense, so what use was this little bit of fog?

Xin Zhui, Xin Yin and Wu Yin obviously have their own thoughts, and every time they make a move, there are signs of a secret rivalry.

Although this was a good thing for Han Yu, as the three parties competed secretly and their power continued to grow, Han Yu, who was in the middle of it, was suffering.

Just like the Fixed Light Technique, now it is no longer a simple pursuit, the light is like a sharp blade, coming together to fight back. It is no exaggeration to say that this posture is aimed at destroying him.

Xin Yin's star-picking hand was no longer uncertain. The huge azure wrist stretched out, and the palm that covered the sky and the sun kept slapping Han Yu, hitting him like a ball.

As for the old sinister Wuyin, he was a ruthless man who didn't talk much, and he was the one who attacked the hardest from the beginning to the end.

The mist in the glass bottle only has one function, and every time it appears, it is used to avoid...

"Dodge!"

Han Yu and the spirit of the weapon's eyes lit up at the same time. With such a thing appearing at this time, could the bottle be able to temporarily avoid the sight of these three old monsters?
"Hurry up and use it!"

Han Yu hurriedly urged the spirit of the weapon, but the spirit spread its hands and stretched out its feet in an extremely innocent manner, "I can't move you!"

Blanch!
I have something but I can't use it.

"Maybe it's useless to use it now, so there's no movement."

The spirit of the weapon suddenly showed an expression of excitement and spoke hurriedly.

Under the noses of these three old monsters, even if Han Yu hid himself for a moment, he would probably be beaten out the next moment.

Han Yu was also thoughtful. If this was true, if he wanted Pingzi to really take action, he would have to find a way to confuse the public first.

Then seize the best opportunity right under the noses of these three old guys.

It's obviously not possible to rely on the spirit of the weapon to do this, you have to rely on yourself.

"Do you think the Soul-Dividing Heaven and Earth Four-Division Art will work?"

Han Yu's question confused the spirit of the weapon.

It didn't know whether the soul-splitting skill was good or not, but Han Yu certainly couldn't learn it.

"not necessarily."

Han Yu said this.

The figure was galloping and flying in the sea, constantly moving, and suddenly a huge firework burst out under the constant slapping of the giant palm and the tracking of the fixed light technique.

Its shape is like the bright sun and its momentum is huge.

"break!"

Upon seeing this, Wuyin immediately raised his hand and used the sound field to strangle him.

But just as he made his move, there were sudden dragon roars in the bright sun, accompanied by sharp whistles.

Eighteen blue dragons rushed out in all directions at the same time.

However, Han Yu had already disappeared from Yan Yang.

"The man is hiding inside the fire dragon."

Xin Zhui was the first to attack, and used the Fixed Light Technique on several of them.

The signal spanned the void, and the Star-Picking Hand grabbed it like a world-shaking beast, and with lightning speed, it broke up several of them.

"Disperse!"

The soundless field directly blocked the way of one of the parties, and any blue dragon that entered would be killed invisibly.

The six blue dragons that were left were all emitting white light at this moment. Under the light, the six blue dragons once again split into eighteen white dragons.

In the blink of an eye, eighteen white dragons took shape and then dispersed again and fled in their respective directions.

In the short journey of less than ten miles, from the Azure Dragon to the White Dragon, and from the White Dragon to the Fire Lotus, and finally in the sky full of stars and fire, all the derivatives of the fire-based magical powers were finally intercepted and killed.

But the three old men's faces couldn't look happy at all, or rather, they looked extremely grim.

Han Yu is missing!
There was no trace of him among these things. It was absurd that a living person could disappear right under their noses.

The doctor and Gu Feng who had just caught up were also dumbfounded. What was going on?
Han Yu escaped?
How can this be?

It was ridiculous that someone could escape from under the eyes of these three people. But the empty void was like a slap in the face of the three old men. It hurt, it hurt so much.

It’s a pity that the split soul is not here, otherwise I would probably complain in my heart again, what a mess, right?

But at this moment, the soul had no time to complain.

Because the unlucky Liu Zongyuan was actually found by him, the ensuing problems were also placed before him.

Although he had reached a shady deal with the Taoist priest in private, but since this thing was actually done, it was undoubtedly another step towards this road of no return.

This is no longer a betrayal of the Holy Religion.

Saving the people of Tiandao Sect is tantamount to betrayal, to put it more seriously, and is really a road to death.

At this moment, the life and death of the half-dead youngest in his hand depends on his thoughts, but the memories that keep coming back are also telling him that on the other side of the sea, there are three more of his own "lives" that are also hanging by a thread and are in the hands of the old Taoist.

Liu Zongyuan seemed to sense the strong murderous intent. He shook his body suddenly and opened his eyes weakly.

I was startled when I opened my eyes. A distorted face appeared in front of me, which was extremely terrifying.

"I don't know whether it's you or me who's unlucky."

Fenhun looked at Liu Zongyuan with mixed feelings and spoke.

They had been fighting each other in and outside this sea for countless years, and they would never have thought that one day they would be able to save such a thing.

Liu Zongyuan could never have imagined that one day he would fall into the hands of his soul.

"Kill if you want to die!"

He had no other nonsense to say. The two sides were mortal enemies. Since he was defeated, he was ready to die.

But the split soul was reluctant to take action and just picked him up and flew in one direction.

"Let me make it clear first. I will send you to meet up with your group of mad dogs. However, if you meet someone from my side on the way, I will kill you without hesitation. Don't implicate me."

The soul split suddenly spoke.

Liu Zongyuan pondered over the other party's words over and over again, and after thinking for a long time, his eyes widened.

This shameless guy wants to save himself?
Soon he thought of the three clones controlled by the other end, and he understood it all at once.

"can!"

Liu Zongyuan nodded weakly. This was already very good. Who would want to die when there was a chance to survive?

He turned his head with great effort and looked around, but there was no trace of Han Yu.

"Where's that guy?"

The soul knew he was talking about Han Yu, his facial features became ferocious, and he sneered, "He's still being hunted!"

Still chasing after this long?

After Liu Zongyuan became dazed, he felt an indescribable strangeness.

"You can't do anything to him?"

The split soul remained silent. He could have done nothing about it, but the three old guys insisted on snatching it away.

With Han Yu's invincible momentum, he cannot be given the slightest chance, otherwise the three old men will really be in trouble!
Another place.

Han Yu sank quietly to the bottom of the sea, and the spirit of the weapon kept praising him in its sea of ​​consciousness.

“Well played.”

As early as the first time the Azure Dragon was separated, this guy hid in the fireworks to cover the fog. The subsequent escape of the Azure Dragon, the clone of the White Dragon, and the lotus turning into sparks were all tricks.

It is really beautiful.

The three old guys chased after the magical power for ten miles.

There was no way. Han Yu's magical powers were too deceptive. Who would have thought that this guy's sea of ​​consciousness was so strange, and the range of his magical powers that could be controlled was also extremely far.

"Pity."

Han Yu still felt a little regretful. The eighteen blue dragons were not the limit of his energy, but the limit of his precise control.

Ten miles is also the maximum distance between magical powers.

If not for this, Han Yu was confident that he could lead the three old ghosts further away.

An area of ​​only ten miles may not be safe.

So much so that he never dared to surface again...

(End of this chapter)