"What a pity that the insect cultivator got away." Lin Feng, who had arrived at a safe place, felt very upset when he thought of this incident.

They made such careful arrangements that Bai Zhirui even deliberately used her own White Lotus magic weapon.

Obviously, all the guys chasing after him were coveting this magic weapon. But when he was about to get it, this guy was able to decisively give up. He is also a ruthless character.

Zheng Yi shook his head secretly. The fundamental reason why that guy ran away was not because he was ambushed by them.

The wages of avarice is death.

As long as there is enough benefit, the other party will fight to the death even if they are in danger.

But if the other party finds out that the bait is fake, they naturally won't continue to be stupid enough to fight with them here.

In the brief fight just now, Bai Zhirui accidentally revealed her secret in order to stop them.

Others might not have noticed anything, but the insect cultivator who was fighting Bai Zhirui head-on definitely discovered the problem.

"What should we do then, Master?" Bai Zhirui immediately became anxious after hearing Zheng Yi's analysis.

She knew very well that this was the reason why they were so successful.

One of the big reasons is that these people have been dazzled by the so-called treasures in their hands.

These cultivators of the Nether Spirit Clan all had their own ulterior motives and were trying to hold each other back.

This gave them the opportunity to defeat the pursuers one by one.

Once this lie is exposed, those angry Nether Spirit monks and Dark Moon Demon Lord will definitely join forces to tear them into pieces.

Zheng Yi laughed: "Stupid disciple, what is there to worry about?"

“Don’t talk about that guy. He won’t do such a thankless job.”

"Even if he really said it, no one would believe it."

Now everyone thinks that they have treasures. Suddenly someone jumps out and tells them that they have been deceived and there is no treasure at all.

Either he is regarded as a madman, or people think he has ulterior motives.

Judging from the guy's decisive character when he escaped just now, he would not do such a thankless task.

With Zheng Yi's affirmation, Bai Zhirui completely put aside her worries and continued to follow Zheng Yi's instructions, gradually eroding the pursuers.

Lin Feng and Su Yao were both enlightened.

This fellow Bai Dao is simply an expert at playing with people’s hearts.

Various methods emerge one after another, and there are almost no repetitions.

Those Nether Spirit Clan monks who had finally caught up with them after pushing away the heavy fog were almost all played around by Bai Zhirui.

Among these cultivators of the Nether Spirit Clan, there are also some who are clever.

But no matter how those people plotted, it seemed that they always planned one step less than Bai Zhirui.

At several critical moments, the opponent had clearly found a way to break the game, only to discover that this seemed to be another game set by Bai Zhirui.

There has long been an irreconcilable blood feud between the human race in the Canglan Realm and the Mingling race.

This fight will never end unless one side disappears.

Even in this situation, Lin Feng and Su Yao actually felt inexplicably sympathetic towards these cultivators of the Nether Spirit Clan.

Sometimes they couldn't help but think, if Bai Zhirui was dealing with them...

Well, just thinking about this scene, Lin Feng felt a chill.

He secretly swore in his heart that if he could escape danger this time, he would never be an enemy of Bai Zhirui in his life.

The original feelings of admiration for Bai Zhirui turned into fear and admiration.

Such a person is certainly extremely terrifying as an enemy.

But as your ally, you can't be too reliable, okay?

"Friend Bai, what should we do next?" After getting rid of a wave of pursuers, Lin Feng took the initiative to ask.

The first group of Nether Spirit Clan monks who caught up with them were all extremely powerful.

After killing them, the strength of the pursuers began to decrease.

Many times, they were able to kill the pursuers without any effort.

Gradually, the monks of the Nether Spirit Clan also realized that something was wrong. Many loose small teams united.

For example, this time, there were fifteen Dark Spirit Clan monks chasing them.

Although their cultivation levels were not particularly high, their large enough numbers still caused considerable trouble.

And it is foreseeable that the number of pursuers will only increase.

Bai Zhirui's eyes were dark as if she was in deep thought, but she was actually communicating with her master.

"Don't worry. The more rabble there are, the safer we will be."

Bai Zhirui felt a little relieved after hearing what her master said.

However, when she saw the pursuers following behind, Bai Zhirui couldn't help but gasp.

"Is this number a bit too much? Master, do you really think there is no problem?"

Lin Feng and Su Yao looked at Bai Zhirui with worried eyes.

"Friend Bai, how about we retreat first?" Lin Feng suggested cautiously.

It was visible to the naked eye that there were more than fifty pursuers this time.

The gathering of all kinds of strange-looking Nether Spirit Clan monks looks like a picture of hell with hundreds of ghosts roaming at night.

"It's okay, you two listen to me..."

When Bai Zhirui told Lin Feng and Su Yao what to do.

The pursuers from the Nether Spirit Clan had already surrounded the place where they had set up their ambush.

They are numerous and have already made various preparations.

The leader was a man covered in full armor, looking exactly like a human.

But it had no physical body, its hair was disheveled, and its left arm was just bones without flesh and blood.

"Everyone, be careful. Those human guys are very powerful. Many of our people have died at their hands."

"Among them, there are many masters at the peak of foundation building."

"If we want to obtain treasures, or even gain some benefits, we must cooperate sincerely. Otherwise, we will get nothing."

"On behalf of Hell City, I assure you that the spoils will be distributed fairly."

"Even if you can't get the treasure, you can still get corresponding benefits, so you won't return empty-handed."

This guy said these words over and over again, hoping that these people could take a long-term view.

only……

How many people actually believe it is another matter.

Of course, at least on the surface, they are still cooperating with each other.

Some people were on guard, while others had already prepared spells and would attack immediately if they found any trace of Bai Zhirui and the others.

Some are also using various magical powers to search for the whereabouts of Bai Zhirui and the other two.

It seems that they have a good understanding of each other.

As they were trying to find it.

A flying sword suddenly rushed out of the crowd and flew towards the sky.

The flying sword was incredibly fast, and there were three people on it.

The cultivators of the Nether Spirit Clan were all shocked by this sudden change.

Although they were searching step by step, they had actually carried out this process dozens of times along the way.

As a result, I always returned disappointed.

So they didn't have any hope at all to stop Lin Feng and the others here.

However, they didn't expect that Bai Zhirui and the other two would be forced out just as the action began.

"What are you all standing there for? Don't let them get away!" The armored Hades generals were the strongest and reacted the fastest.

The arm, which was only a bone, suddenly left the body, and the bone fingers formed a cage shape, and slammed down on Lin Feng's flying sword. Even though he knew it was impossible to leave so easily, he had already prepared.

Lin Feng was still shocked by the other party's reaction speed.

"Damn, so fast!"

He quickly adjusted the direction and rushed through the gap in the opponent's palm that had turned into a cage.

The flying sword was mounted on one of the fingers that formed the bone prison, creating a series of sparks.

Lin Feng's response was decisive. Even so, the speed of the flying sword was still greatly affected.

It was just this moment of delay that caused the subsequent attacks to come pouring down.

"Now!" Zheng Yi reminded Bai Zhirui immediately.

Bai Zhirui immediately threw out the White Lotus magic weapon.

A holy white lotus appeared out of thin air in the air.

Overwhelming attacks followed one after another.

Flying swords, fireballs, ice bombs, and poisonous mist.

A variety of bizarre attacks completely engulfed the white lotus.

The dense explosions, like the sound of drums, made the earth tremble.

"Stop, stop!" The general of the Dark Spirit tribe hurriedly stopped these people from continuing the attack.

The purpose of their chasing was for the treasures on these people.

If we kill them along with their treasures, wouldn't it be a waste of time?

The other Nether Spirit Clan monks had the same idea, so they quickly stopped attacking.

The smoke from the explosion gradually dissipated, and they saw the holy white lotus again.

Bai Zhirui and the other two were unharmed under Bai Lian's protection.

Despite such a fierce attack, the three of them were completely unharmed.

"Such a treasure..." The general of the Nether Spirit Clan's eyes were filled with greed.

The same is naturally true for other cultivators of the Nether Spirit Clan.

These people were not surprised that this thing could block their attacks.

After all, this magic weapon can even block the attacks of a Jindan cultivator.

And this is actually not the most important thing.

They had seen powerful magical weapons before.

However, using those powerful magical instruments requires enormous amounts of magical power.

Even if they were given many powerful magical weapons, they would not be able to unleash their true power due to their own limitations.

This White Lotus magic weapon is different. Its user is only at the Foundation Establishment stage.

It can enable a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage to resist a powerful Golden Core cultivator, even if it can only resist for a moment. This is an invaluable treasure.

Otherwise, these cultivators of the Nether Spirit Clan would not have ignored the threat from the Jindan Daxiu and fought so hard to obtain this magical weapon.

Just when these cultivators of the Nether Spirit Clan were becoming jealous.

Bai Zhirui suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and the holy white lotus immediately shattered and dissipated.

This scene not only did not disappoint the monks of the Nether Spirit Clan, but instead seemed to give them a boost, making them even more excited.

After this magic weapon blocked the attack of Demon Lord Huiyue, it is unknown how many times it was used.

Now it is used to resist the attack of so many people.

It is normal for the user to suffer backlash. In this case, Bai Zhirui did not react at all.

They might even doubt whether there is something wrong with this White Lotus magic weapon.

"Catch them!" The general of the Dark Spirit Clan was the first to take action.

The skeleton's giant hand reached up from the bottom, trapping Bai Zhirui and the others who had not had time to escape due to the backlash of the magic weapon.

"Not good!" Lin Feng was horrified and quickly controlled the flying sword, trying to escape through the gap in the cage like before.

But this time, the general of the Nether Spirit Clan was well prepared and took precautions in advance.

In addition, Lin Feng's flying sword lost its speed advantage.

He rushed left and right in the bone cage, but was unable to break out.

The other cultivators of the Nether Spirit Clan were not to be outdone and rushed forward to "help".

"I have it under control..." The Ghost Spirit general hadn't finished his words.

A monk of the Dark Spirit Clan shouted, "Don't worry, General. I'm here to help you!"

He raised his knife and chopped off a finger of the bone cage.

Lin Feng was worried about not being able to find a breakthrough, but the opponent came to assist him in time.

Without a moment's hesitation, he rushed out of the bone cage and rushed towards the sky with all his strength.

At this moment, there is no time to figure out the direction, and we must first leave this place of trouble.

But before it ran far, the Shenyun Sword seemed to hit something and stopped abruptly.

Bai Zhirui and the other two on the flying sword were almost thrown out.

Looking back, good guy.

I don’t know how many things were entangled with the hilt of the flying sword.

There are many other magical instruments, such as whisks, hooks, and so on.

Several sneers rang out one after another.

"Want to leave? No way!"

"Do you really think you can escape now?"

"This is where you die."

In a hurry, Su Yao suddenly said: "Friend Bai, are you still unwilling to give up now?"

"If it weren't for your magical weapon, we would have already escaped to a safe place."

Although it was not stated explicitly, it was obvious that they hoped that the other party would discard the magic weapon to ensure their safety.

"No, this is the last remaining treasure my master left for me." Bai Zhirui gritted her teeth and persisted.

He even used his magical powers once again to block quite a few attacks.

Only this time, the power of the magic weapon became weaker.

After only withstanding two or three attacks, it became fragmented and quickly dissipated.

If Lin Feng hadn't managed to control the flying sword and dodge several fatal attacks, they would probably be in great danger this time.

However, they were now controlled by these Nether Spirit Clan monks and could not escape at all. It seemed that they were about to be completely trapped and unable to move.

Lin Feng gritted his teeth and said, "Friend Bai, if you still refuse to give up at this point, we will probably offend both of you."

Su Yao took out a delicate and small dagger and pointed it at Bai Zhirui intentionally or unintentionally.

Obviously, if Bai Zhirui refused to give up, they would definitely not show mercy.

The monks of the Nether Spirit Clan were not surprised by this kind of scene.

In their eyes, sacrificing others in order to save their own lives is normal.

In order to get them to give up their magic weapons voluntarily, he even slowed down his attack a little.

Bai Zhirui's eyes spurted fire and her silver teeth clenched: "My two Taoist friends..."

But before he could finish his words, Su Yao's dagger had already moved forward.

The magic power on the blade of the dagger was fluctuating, and it seemed that a real attack was about to take place.

"Okay!" At the critical moment of life and death, Bai Zhirui had to compromise and threw the White Lotus magic weapon far away.

All of a sudden, the eyes of all the Nether Spirit Clan monks were attracted by the flying White Lotus magical instrument. (End of this chapter)