old acquaintances - Ge Changting and Xiao Sanniang, who had lived with him in Yin Feng Valley for several years. Looking at their current cultivation level, they had actually reached the realm of Gold...Lu Xia Tian's heart skipped a beat, he was right, this Xuan En Ghost King could actually pinpoint him from the crowd. He couldn't stay any longer.

"Brother Yu, Zixia, this Xuan Yan Ghost King is no ordinary foe. He came for me, you two should take care of yourselves." Lu Xia Tian stomped his foot and retreated rapidly.

Two young men stood close to Lu Xiaoteng, blocking his way. Lu Xiaoteng had a cold face and before the other party could even draw their magic weapon, he slashed through the air with his sword, cutting the two men, who were only at the early stage of Jindan, in half. This fierce attack immediately shocked many people. Adding to this, his speed was incredibly fast; while others were still stunned by the battle between the green-robed elder and Yin Yun, Lu Xiaoteng had already slipped through the gaps in the crowd like a mudfish.

"桀桀，boy, you think I tracked you all the way from hundreds of thousands of miles away and you can still escape" A bold laugh echoed through the dark clouds.

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The old man in green robes was furious. This Ghost Clan dared to treat him with such contempt. It was simply outrageous! Just as he was about to take action, a black whip, like smoke and mist, shot out from the dark clouds. The old man in green robes slapped his head and wielded a foot-long flying sword gleaming with emerald light, its green glow cutting through the void.

But with just a flick of the black whip, it cracked loudly and struck directly at the flying sword's blade.

As the flying sword was pulled out, the old man in green trembled, his face ashen and pale. He exclaimed in horror, "Ghost, Ghost King late stage!"

"It's too late to realize this now," A dark cloud rolled and churned, drifting over several miles. A black, long whip protruded from within it, coiling around the waist of the green-robed elder.

The green-robed elder struggled with all his might. His tongue shot out, and a small green gourd appeared inside. The mouth of the gourd poured out a vast amount of green phosphorous fire. When the phosphorous fire appeared, even the surrounding stone walls began to melt into molten rock that dripped down. Some nearby Golden Core cultivators grunted in pain, their faces panicked as they hastily retreated.

However, the green flames had no effect on the black whip. It simply coiled around the old man in green robes at his waist.

At the same time, a patch of dark clouds drifted over, agile and light, engulfing the old man in green robes. As they churned and rolled, a shrill scream pierced the air after just a few breaths.

Even a fool could now see that the situation was dire for Yu Dongbao and Shao Zixia.

A wave, half a foot tall, enveloped the infant like a green light. A nascent soul, identical in appearance to the old man in the green robe, emerged in horror from within. The green light flickered and shot toward the exit.

Pffft, at this moment, from within the swirling dark clouds, a white skeleton tumbled out.

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“Overreaching.” Yin Yun let out a cold snort, and with a light sway, floated forward.

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Those cultivators of the Golden Core Realm were already terrified at this point, and after escaping for a while, many felt a chill on their heads. The dark cloud had flown over them.

How terrifying the ghost clan is, even their ancestor couldn't withstand even a moment before being directly destroyed by the other party.

When Lu Xia Tian, who was fleeing for his life at this moment, saw the green Nascent Soul terrified escaping from him, his heart was filled with shock. He originally thought that this old man in green robes, as a Nascent Soul cultivator, could last for some time, giving him a chance to escape a distance. However, the fearsome power of the Xuan Yan Ghost King far exceeded his imagination.

Lu Xiaitian hesitated no longer, he clapped his storage bag with a snap. A faint blood-red light flashed, and a pair of nearly transparent wings, tinged with a pale red, appeared behind him.

Bat King's Law Wing!

At this moment, the Xuan Yan Ghost King had just floated over when he saw Lu Xia Tian had already transformed into a red light, shooting away at an astonishing speed. He couldn't help but be taken aback.

Among those cultivators who scattered like birds and beasts, Shao Zixia glanced back in a hurry. She saw that Lu Xiaoteng was actually flying away at a speed not slower than the Xuan Yan Ghost King, and her eyes were instantly filled with an unbelievable expression.

"Run!" Yu Dongbao roared at Shao Zixia, and he also saw Lu Xiaotien leaping away. Although the Xuan Yan Ghost King was obviously attacking Lu Xiaotien, there were still these cultivators who were neither friend nor foe around. Staying here wasn't a good idea.

"Boy, what are those wings on your back How can you be so fast" The dark clouds behind him, besides the overwhelming evil aura, didn't look much different from the ordinary dark clouds floating in the sky.

"It is a treasure bestowed by my ancestral patriarch of the Nascent Soul stage. It's now on the Chiyan Continent. When I reunite with several other Nascent Soul ancestors from my family, you won't stand a chance against me."

Lu Xia Tian responded loudly, trying to deter the other party with words. After all, the other party didn't know his true abilities. In the large immortal cultivation families of the Chi Yan Continent, having a few Yuanying cultivators was perfectly normal. Even if the other party was a Ghost King, they were more difficult to deal with than ordinary cultivators of the same rank, but even tigers couldn't withstand a pack of wolves. The cultivators of the Chi Yan Continent were also extremely hostile towards ghost cultivators, especially a high-ranking Ghost King like Xuan Yan.

"Boy, do you think my thousand years of cultivation were for nothing I've slaughtered countless Yuan Ying stage masters. Even if the entire clan of your ancestors came out, what could they possibly do to me" The Xuan Yan Ghost King cackled, "Be sensible and hand over everything you got from Xuan Yin. Maybe I'll spare your life."

Given the current situation, how could Lu Xia Tian believe the other party's lies Since scaring them away didn't work, there was only one way out: to run. The Xuan Yan Ghost King's strength was too powerful. Even a slight hesitation from him, giving the opponent even a sliver of a chance to strike, would mean certain death. His only hope for survival was to flee as far as possible.

But where should he flee to A nearby large immortal city would be ideal. The wind howled in his ears, and Lu Xia Tian's mind raced. If he chose the wrong direction, if he didn't reach a nearby immortal city before the demonic python blood and demonic lion blood on him ran out, he would surely die.

Right now, Lu Xia Tian had no qualifications to gamble at all. He was very clear about his situation. The most recent city-sized immortal city was also Blood Lion Ridge. Even ordinary cultivators in the common Black Heaven Mountains couldn't withstand the terrifying Ghost King Xuan Yan this horrible ghost race.

Having made up his mind, Lu Xia Tian sped towards Blood Lion Ridge, the site of the previous Cloud Cliff auction.

Due to their speed, they encountered several demons and cultivators along the way. However, at this time, with the speed of the two, even a few ten-tiered demon birds saw the billowing black ghost qi behind them charging into the sky, they all screamed and flapped their wings in terror, the only thing they could do was to avoid it. Occasionally, there were also bold demon eagles that wanted to intercept them. Lu Xia Tian directly fanned his Bat King's wings to avoid it, while Xuan Yan Gui Wang, enraged, shot a black flame-carrying roller from the dark cloud. The roller was only a foot in size, and there were no sharp fangs on its edge.

But the eleventh-tier demon hawk, in its screech, directly sacrificed its natal demon pill. However, it couldn't withstand even a few breaths of time before the black roller cut its demon pill in half.f fire."Blazing Yuan Fire Gang!" Lu Xiaitian's face was filled with alarm. This Blazing Yuan Fire Gang swept in from the void, seemingly without much warning. If it weren't for Zhao Qifeng's azure shi...