Chapter 98: Capture the Nascent Soul Cultivator Alive! Wen Tianren: "Don't kill me, my father is the Six Paths Supreme Saint!"

"This old guy can really run!"

Tie Luo, who was chasing closely from behind, saw Bingkun speeding up again and cursed.

If you want to stand out from thousands of casual cultivators, escaping is the first priority, because only if you run fast enough can you survive from the enemy and stand out from the casual cultivators and become a Nascent Soul cultivator.

"We can't just let this guy keep running, otherwise we'll never be able to catch up with him!"

As soon as Tie Luo had this thought in his mind, several blood-red arrows behind him passed over his body and flew forward.

A blood-red light flashed behind him, especially the blood-red arrows, which gave Bingkun a feeling of extreme danger. He felt a sense of horror that made his hair stand on end.

You should know that the magic formula he practiced was not a powerful combat type of skill, but a spiritual perception type, and he had a stronger sense of dangerous things than other people.

This was also a key factor in his survival and becoming a Nascent Soul cultivator.

"Must stay away!"

Bingkun's mind moved, and the fiery cloud that was originally under his feet immediately spread upwards and then wrapped around his body. Then, in an instant, he used teleportation to avoid the blood-red arrow that was attacking from behind.

His Fire Cloud is not like the Purple Cloud Flag, which is a top-level defensive ancient treasure that also has the function of teleportation.

But it is originally a speed-type ancient treasure, and teleportation is one of its greatest uses, so the teleportation function is much stronger than that of the Purple Cloud Flag.

"Slippery guy."

"trouble."

Xue Lan, who was behind, saw that his blood-colored arrow was dodged and immediately uttered two words.

"Blood Burning Technique!"

Afterwards, Xue Lan spoke confidently, and her cultivation began to increase rapidly, reaching the peak of the early Nascent Soul stage in an instant.

Any other ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator would have been captured by her and Tie Luo long ago, and this person was the only one who was good at running.

Bingkun had just dodged Xuelan's attack, but he was not immediately safe because several blood-red flying knives were flying towards him rapidly.

Seeing this, Bingkun didn't dare to stay and fled in a hurry. If he was entangled by the magic weapon, he would really not be able to escape.

While running away, Bingkun had no time to think about who was chasing him.

After all, looking at the other party's behavior, it seems that they are determined to fight to the death.

Otherwise, he should not have stopped chasing when he accelerated for the second time.

"But fortunately, the fire cloud can be accelerated three times. Although the damage is quite large with my current urging, it may take at least a hundred years to recover. But I can't care about that now. It's more important to hold on to my life!"

Bingkun's mind moved, and when he was about to completely ignite the fire cloud, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

His body paused, and he knelt directly on the fiery cloud.

"what--"

Bingkun immediately knelt on the fire cloud and wailed in pain. Bloody flames could be vaguely seen from his open mouth.

At this moment, in the sea below, the dried corpses of fish continued to float to the surface from the ocean.

A large number of fish in the sea suddenly turned into mummies. Although it is very strange, it is happening right now!

"what is going on?"

"I was clearly not hit by any attack, nor did the magic power of those two guys enter my body. Why did this happen?!"

Bingkun couldn't understand the current situation at all.

By looking inside, he could find a blood-red flame burning in his body. This blood-red flame was using his magic power, true essence, and blood as fuel to madly burn his body.

Not only his body, but even his Nascent Soul was on fire, making it impossible for him to break away from his body and teleport away.

Now his magic power is not flowing smoothly in his body, and the fire cloud under his feet has lost its source of magic power and its speed has dropped significantly.

"Damn it!"

Bingkun wailed in pain.

His speed dropped drastically, and Tie Luo behind him rushed up immediately, but his situation was not much better than this guy.

The true energy and blood in the body are also burning.

"Who are you? I don't think I have ever offended you!"

"Why do you have to force me to death and chase me?"

Bingkun shouted unwillingly at Tieluo.

"You can only blame yourself for being unlucky and offending someone you shouldn't have offended."

Tie Luo's words were concise and made Bingkun understand. A ring-shaped ancient treasure appeared in his hand. After injecting magic power and true essence into the ancient treasure, it was divided into five parts and put on Bingkun's neck, hands and feet respectively, locking Bingkun's magic power and preventing him from escaping.

In this way, even if Bingkun wanted to detonate his storage bag, he couldn't do it.

When Nascent Soul cultivators fight each other, the most common thing they do is to detonate their own storage bags.

The storage bag of a Nascent Soul cultivator has been recognized by the cultivator himself, and contains his own magic power. When they are unable to escape and are struggling to death, they will detonate their own storage bag.

After all, you are going to kill me, how could I leave my wealth to your enemy!

Not to mention the Nascent Soul cultivators, even the more advanced storage bags of the Jindan cultivators will detonate their own storage bags at the last moment of the battle, and will never leave any of their belongings for those who want to kill them!

After seeing Tie Luo control Bing Kun, the blood-red flames in their bodies disappeared.

Tie Luo flew back carrying Bing Kun. At this time, Xue Lan did not have a single scar on his body, but he was extremely listless. Not only was his face pale, but even his cultivation had declined a lot, from the peak of the early Nascent Soul stage to the middle stage of Core Formation.

Without the help from the Blood Burning Technique to improve her cultivation level, she was now only at the initial stage of Core Formation.

"Xuelan, you're trying too hard."

Tie Luo couldn't help but say upon seeing this.

"Even if you don't use that trick, we should be able to defeat the opponent while chasing and fighting."

“There’s no need to do it to this extent.”

"If you become like this, Lord Mu Feng will definitely scold me again."

"Fighting is a waste of time. If it lasts too long, something bad will happen. I can make up for it with my cultivation. It's okay."

Xuelan was extremely weak at this moment, and spoke in a weak voice.

Her judgment was correct, because in the remote sea area where Bingkun was escaping, one of his good friends, a Yuanying cultivator, was in seclusion there.

If we let him run a little longer, we might not be able to catch him.

After all, he's not really a fool running around.

"Go back. In your current state, if Lord Mu Feng helps, you can still preserve some of your cultivation."

Then Tie Luo summoned a magic flying boat and carried them back to Tianxing City.

Fortunately, this place was not too far from Tianxing City, and the two of them quickly returned to Tianxing City.

"How did it happen?"

"This guy is really good at running. It took a lot of effort to catch him."

Tie Luo explained it to Li Mufeng.

"Let's lock this guy up first. Xuelan, come with me first. I'll help you take care of your injuries."

Afterwards, Li Mufeng took Xue Lan into the secret room and went into seclusion.

This retreat lasted for more than a year.

With the help of Li Mufeng, Xue Lan's cultivation level recovered to the middle stage of Jindan, and the rest was something she could only cultivate back slowly.

However, since Xue Lan possesses the blood flame of the Blood Burning Technique, his speed in refining pills is much faster than that of ordinary cultivators. As long as he spends some time to recover his cultivation level, it shouldn't be a problem.

Now, Li Mufeng had to deal with another matter.

Xiao Cui'er sent a message saying that something went wrong on Kuixing Island.

Jiang Chen said that a group of monks named Shenjiu Hall had been causing trouble on Kuixing Island, and several of their people who were secretly transporting materials for monsters had been intercepted.

After he solved some problems, a guy named Wen Tianren appeared. The opponent's golden mirror magic weapon was very sharp and tricky. He was no match for him and got injured.

He summoned 72 Qingyuan Swords and also injured the other party. However, the man named Wen Tianren seemed to be a little angry, and was now sending Jindan cultivators to block everywhere and look for his traces. Their transportation line for monster materials was cut off.

"Wen Tianren?"

Upon hearing this name, Li Mufeng's first reaction was to inform the people in Xinggong and let them fight each other, but he soon realized that this would definitely not work.

Once Xinggong knows that Wen Tianren appears on Kuixing Island, they will definitely conduct a thorough search for him. Maybe the island with the ancient teleportation array will be discovered.

"Okay, okay - you came to my door yourself, didn't you?"

Li Mufeng immediately returned to Kuixing Island.

Kuixing Island. Wen Tianren was not in a good condition at this moment. The clothes on his left arm were empty.

"Hasn't that damn guy been found yet?"

Wen Tianren's tone was somewhat eerie and terrifying!
The cold tone made the people around him shiver.

"Young Master, we are doing our best to search for that guy's whereabouts. I believe we will find him soon."

"Humph - what a bunch of rubbish!"

"He cut off my limbs, I will make him pay with his life!"

Wen Tianren's tone was grim, and his words were full of hatred towards Jiang Chen.

The people below looked at each other and felt lucky that they had pulled Wen Tianren up with them.

The casual cultivator named Jiang Chen was really terrifying. It turned out that the number of his sharp flying sword magic weapons was not thirty-six, but a terrifying seventy-two!

Even their young master, who had amazing magical powers and extraordinary combat strength, was killed by the enemy. Fortunately, he used the method of transforming disasters to avoid the fatal blow, and then defeated the enemy with the imitation of the Eight-Gate Golden Light Mirror.

If they had come by themselves, I'm afraid everything would have been explained here.

"Young Master, I have discovered a very strange phenomenon."

One of Wen Tianren's men suddenly spoke up, "Young Master, this Kuixing Island was originally just the most inconspicuous of the twenty-four alien islands, but I discovered that the secret exchange of monster materials on this island is too frequent, and the quantity is very huge."

"Even Tianxing City has shipped in materials for monsters!"

"I think there might be something fishy going on here. Do you want me to continue investigating?"

"A trick?! No matter how big the trick is, is it more important than my arm? The most important thing now is to find that Jiang guy and let me kill him!"

"do you understand?!"

Wen Tianren looked at the person who had just spoken with cold eyes.

"Yes, yes, young master is right. I have done too much. It is all my fault. I will go down and search with all my strength!"

He directly denied it three times and took all the blame on himself.

"I heard it, why don't you go now!"

Wen Tianren said angrily.

"What a bunch of trash!"

However, before the group of people dispersed, a guy stumbled in from outside.

"Young Master, something bad has happened. That guy named Jiang is here to visit us!"

"What did you say?!"

Wen Tianren stood up immediately when he heard this.

"That guy named Jiang came to our door!"

"There's another person!"

"We are no match for each other. They are too strong!"

The man swallowed and quickly finished his words.

And now outside.

A formation suddenly lit up, preventing the dozen or so monks from the Shenjiu Hall from escaping.

Li Mufeng casually threw a person into the cave.

"Nascent Soul Stage?!"

Wen Tianren rushed out and was somewhat shocked to see Li Mufeng’s cultivation level at the early Nascent Soul stage.

In addition, Jiang Chen, who caused him to lose an arm, was also beside the other party, looking like his subordinate.

Jiang Chen’s condition is not very good now. The opponent has suffered a blow from his golden divine flame, and his left arm has also been burned to ashes.

He did not practice the Great Method of Transmuting Disasters, and directly lost his left arm. This caused great damage to Jiang Chen's vitality, and his cultivation level, which had originally been in the late Jindan stage, fell back to the middle Jindan stage.

Seeing Li Mufeng's angry expression, Wen Tianren immediately took a few steps back.

Li Mufeng moved his palm.

"boom--"

Suddenly, a huge pressure came towards everyone present, and those Jindan cultivators facing Wen Tianren had half of their legs sunk into the rock.

Only Wen Tianren once again sacrificed a top-level ancient treasure in the shape of a silver ancient bell, and sent out a sound wave attack to offset part of the power, but only his two feet were stuck in it.

"Senior! Wait a minute!"

"Junior has something to say!"

Seeing that Li Mufeng seemed to want to attack again, Wen Tianren hurriedly begged for mercy.

This really hit a wall.

At first glance, the people who came were the top masters among the Nascent Soul cultivators, who could exert such power with just a few moves.

"Senior, I am the descendant of the Six Paths Supreme Saint. I believe you must have heard of the great name of my master, the Six Paths Supreme Saint!"

"What happened today. I was ignorant and offended you. How about I pay you back?"

"From now on, we are even. I believe that Senior is not willing to offend the late Nascent Soul cultivator, Six Paths Supreme Saint, right?"

"I beg you to spare me this time for the sake of my master, the Six Paths Supreme Saint."

"Six Paths Supreme Saint? Humph! Why should I give him face?"

Li Mufeng was too lazy to talk nonsense with Wen Tianren. He just reached out his hand and instantly an extremely huge blood-red hand attacked him.

Wen Tianren had no choice but to once again use the replica of the Eight-Gate Golden Light Mirror and release the golden divine flame to fight against the bloody giant hand.

But unfortunately, the terrifying golden flame had no power at all in front of the bloody giant hand.

"Idiot, the ability to wield a magic weapon also depends on your cultivation level. If you were a Nascent Soul cultivator, this weapon would still have some power. But with your current late Jindan cultivation level, the golden divine flame you emit is only a much more powerful attack from a Nascent Soul cultivator."

The blood-red giant hand extinguished the small ball of golden flame without any pressure, and then grabbed Wen Tianren, who was standing behind with a terrified look on his face, like grabbing a chicken.

"No, no, no -"

"Senior! Please slow down!"

Feeling the increasing pressure, Wen Tianren felt as if his body was about to be crushed. The fear of death occupied his mind and he shouted hurriedly.

"Senior! Please wait! You can't kill me! I am the son of the Six Paths Supreme Saint, and he will fight you to the death!"

"We can talk!"

Wen Tianren's words seemed to have worked, and the pressure from the bloody giant hand no longer increased.

"Son of the Six Paths Supreme Saint?"

Li Mufeng glanced at Wen Tianren suspiciously. The original book did not say that this guy was the son of the Six Paths Supreme Saint.

"Yes Yes Yes."

"My father is the Six Paths Supreme Saint."

Wen Tianren nodded frantically and acknowledged it.

(End of this chapter)