Whimsical.

Not reliable at all!

True Man Hanfeng shook his head. Although he wanted to take revenge, he also felt that Qin Yan's plan was too absurd and did not have any possibility of implementation at all. Could it be that he was stupid to be other immortal cultivators?

How could someone believe that the famous Wan Demon King and Qin Yan would be the same person?

"Apart from that, do you have any other way? Or do you think that the little time I just made for a clever plan and got was enough to let us escape?"

Qin Yan had long expected the other party's reaction, so he was not in a hurry at all, but spoke coldly.

"this……"

Hanfeng Zhenren was speechless because he had no choice but to have two questions raised by Qin Yan.

First of all, how to get rid of danger?

If I had that ability, how could I end up in such a miserable situation now?

When the two fellow disciples fell, the consequences of their physical bodies were the same. Only the Nascent Soul escaped in a panic and lost all the treasures.

Now, his ability can barely achieve two or three achievements. How could he be able to escape from the old monster in the late stage of Yihua God?

To be a little depressed, he felt that it was futile now, but he was unwilling to sit and wait for death, so he just left his fate to do his best.

As for whether we can escape, hope is really slim.

As for the second question Qin Yan raised, he certainly understood that time is far from enough. Even if the other party even made a brilliant plan, he actually didn't get much time.

The cultivator in the green robe is indeed not weak, but when facing the Ten Thousand Demon Kings, the gap is extremely wide. It is impossible to last long and will soon fall. Then the old monster will catch up from behind.

Seeing that the other party was silent, a smile appeared on the corner of Qin Yan's mouth, and he began freely and freely: "As the saying goes, treat dead horses as living horses. I know that fellow Taoists think my plan is unreliable, but how can you be sure that this plan is useless. Maybe you have good luck and may succeed."

"What's more, even if it's useless, we have worked hard, so it's better than just sitting here and waiting for death. Do fellow Taoists agree?"

"this……"

Hanfeng Zhenren hesitated for a moment. Although he still felt that Qin Yan's plan was extremely absurd, what the other party said made sense and had no other ideas. It would be better to try it than to wait for death.

There was a trace of struggle in his eyes, but in the end he made a decision, gritted his teeth, nodded and said, "Okay, then tell me, what should we do next?"

"Just follow my instructions."

"As long as you tell me?"

"good."

Compared with the other party's helplessness, Qin Yan seemed confident: "Don't worry, the matter is done by others. As long as you obey my instructions, act according to my eyes, and testify for me, that's all."

“So simple.”

"No, otherwise, how hard do you think it would be?"

After Qin Yan finished speaking, he glanced at the other party: "Fellow Daoist was seriously injured, his body fell, and only the Nascent Soul was left, and the speed of flying was a little slow.

Han Feng Zhenren smiled bitterly and speechlessly. His vitality was severely damaged, and now he had very little strength left.

In addition, the treasure was lost, so the flight speed naturally seemed slower.

"I'll take my fellow Taoist for a ride!"

“So hard.”

The other party hesitated and did not object.

After all, at this moment, the two people could be said to be grasshoppers on the same rope, so he was not worried that Qin Yan would be detrimental to him.

Even if this little guy is cunning, he wants to break the bridge across the river, it is not the time now.

With the other party's approval, Qin Yan stopped talking and accelerated his flight speed more and more.

He knew that time was tight and the old monster would soon chase after him.

The monk in the green robe couldn't stop it for long.

As expected, the thought had just turned around, and behind it, the rumbling sound and violent and abnormal spiritual fluctuations gradually subsided.

Qin Yan's pupils shrank slightly, and it was obvious that the battle was over.

In other words, the other party will soon follow.

The thoughts in his mind were like lightning fire. Qin Yan dared not be careless and negligent. So he immediately tried his best to fly away like Bluestone City at the fastest speed.

Fortunately, the distance is not too far.

After half a cup of tea, the outline of Bluestone City gradually came into view.

Qin Yan was overjoyed. This time he simply teleported and pounced towards the tall city wall.

It arrived soon, this time, he did not hide his traces, so soon it attracted the attention of the cultivators in the city.

After all, Qin Yan’s spiritual pressure is quite a bit serious. At first glance, he is an old monster at the level of Nascent Soul. How could he panic if he is a dignified Nascent Soul Ancestor?

What happened?

Many people have attracted attention.

To be honest, Qin Yan was also a little upset at this moment.

After all, he knew that although his disguise skills were mysterious, they were not 100% effective. Some old monsters with high strength, or cultivators who practiced very powerful spiritual eye secret techniques, could still see through them.

The Ten Thousand Demon Kings and the green-robed monk are all like this.

Now, once the identity is exposed, I will face extremely serious consequences, so it is a lie to say that I am not afraid.

But there was no way. At this moment, except for the danger of military operations, Qin Yan could no longer find any other way, and he could save himself from danger.

So, he had to take a risk.

Fortunately, I was lucky. This time, Qin Yan's disguise technique was not penetrated. After all, there are very few people with that ability.

This made Qin Yan breathe a sigh of relief. Finally, he was lucky enough to not have to face the worst ending.

"Why are you panicking with fellow Taoists?"

Seeing Qin Yan's panic look, everyone was surprised and many people had already surrounded him. Obviously, they wanted to watch the fun.

After all, people are curious, and so are mortals, and so are those who practice immortals.

The person who spoke was an old man wearing gorgeous clothes. Qin Yan naturally couldn't recognize him, but there was already a monk next to him exclaiming.

"Xuanjing Zhenren."

"It's him?"

"This is a rare strong man among casual cultivators, who is in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. When will he come to Qingshi City?"

...

Time is tight, so Qin Yan will naturally not delay politely, so he spoke straight to the point: "I am being chased by the Ten Thousand Demon Kings."

"Ten Thousand Demon King?"

"That big monster in the late stage of transformation."

Everyone was stunned and couldn't help but exclaim.

Even the Nascent Soul monks who were secretly paying attention to him could not help but change their faces at this moment.

"good."

Qin Yan nodded.

"Why is this?"

Real person Xuan Jing said a little curiously.

He vaguely felt that this matter was extraordinary and had great danger, but it also contained an extraordinary opportunity.
Chapter completed!