The Right Protector of the Demon Sect is reborn

"Do you want me to go back with you?"

The sky was pitch black and gloomy to the point of being somewhat scary. Nan Rongnian stood on the spirit sword and spoke in a cold voice. A dark blue spiritual light surrounded him, and the wind blew his clothes, but there was no sound from the other end.

"Da da......"

It was the sound of the sand beads rubbing against each other. Nan Rongnian looked up at it.

Cong Yan had told him before that if the spiritual power was not enough to support the operation of the sand core, it would make such a sound.

Indeed, but in the blink of an eye, the dark blue spiritual light around him was about to be exhausted.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

After a brief silence, the huge black shadow looming above the southwest city finally spoke, but it was a desperate and painful roar.

"Why...why would you say something like that?!"

After the desperate scream, the huge black shadow asked loudly. Nan Rongnian could hear his anger and knew what he was asking, but what did this have to do with him?

After all, he didn't say anything wrong, this guy is just disgusting.

"Enough!" Tang Tongpu was terrified watching from below. As the shadow finished speaking, he shouted, "Run!"

Nan Rongnian turned around without any hesitation. The next second, the magic sword carried him away and he disappeared from everyone's sight in the blink of an eye.

So fast! It is indeed a talisman drawn by the venerable of Kunlun!

Although Lou Xinzhou was confident that he could draw a talisman of this grade, he just couldn't achieve the same effect as this. After all, other people's experience in drawing talismans was accumulated bit by bit, while she had only twenty or thirty years of knowledge about formations in her mind. Even if their cultivation was the same, there would inevitably be a difference in how effectively they could use it.

Nan Rongnian's current speed can catch up with the cultivators in the Tribulation Crossing Stage, but the speed of the black shadow is not slow either.

After Nan Rongnian turned around and ran, the black shadow abandoned the Southwest City that he had occupied for the whole night without hesitation and chased after him at the fastest speed.

Seeing this, several venerables who were transcending the tribulation hurriedly followed, and Lou Xinzhou jumped onto Hanwei without thinking.

The Shoufeng Palace is more than a hundred miles away from here. A cultivator who is undergoing a tribulation can travel a thousand miles a day. With Nan Rongnian's speed, it would take at least half an hour to get there in a straight line.

However, given that he ran for a while first and was flying a sword, he was able to keep a close distance in the few seconds when the black shadow didn't react, so it wasn't easy to be caught up.

The people chasing him were all cultivators who were going through the tribulation, but Bai Yun was a sword cultivator, and flying with a sword was not something that ordinary cultivators could do by simply running or using spiritual tools. Therefore, Lou Xinzhou quickly caught up with Tang Tongpu and the others, but he was still a few steps behind the black shadow. As for Nan Rongnian, he naturally couldn't catch up.

"..."

Well, I didn’t expect that as a master, she would have a day when she couldn’t catch up with her disciple.

After thinking about it, she suddenly got an idea and took out the various talismans she had drawn in Changning before. She remembered that she should have drawn talismans to increase speed as well.

"Ah, found it!"

However, wouldn’t it be a bit of a waste to use them on myself? After all, I don’t know if these talismans will be useful to the cultivators who are undergoing tribulation.

The higher the level of the monk, the less effective the talismans and elixirs are. On the contrary, spiritual tools are more useful, which is why the six sects are ranked according to the number of monks who have transcended tribulation and the number of heavenly spiritual tools.

"Well, never mind. Pigeon legs are also meat. What if they are useful?"

After Lou Xinzhou finished speaking, he used his spiritual power to burn the talisman, but he didn't expect that in an instant, he rushed out several miles and ran side by side with the black shadow. Not far away was the back of Nan Rongnian's head.

Yeah, it is still somewhat useful, although only for a moment.

Lou Xinzhou was slightly surprised.

But she didn't expect that it was so different from what she expected. Not long after, the distance between the black shadow and Nan Rongnian became so close. If this continued, he would be caught up.

What should I do?

Lou Xinzhou was a little anxious.

Although judging from the incident at the Dead Spirit Mountain, even if Nan Rongnian was caught, his life would not be in danger, but this black shadow treated him as his apprentice. If he did something else, she would never be able to accept it.

He turned around to see where Tang Tongpu and the others were.

Tong Chang and the other two should have been busy comforting those who had escaped death in Southwest City. At first, only the three venerables of Tong Xin and Jiu Qu caught up with them. However, Cong Yan's spiritual power had been drained by Sha Xin, and it was already a stretch for him to keep up. He was ordered by Tang Tongpu to return to Southwest City halfway.

So there were only three people left, and they were far apart.

"Tsk."

It's a pity that she can't intervene.

"So...tired..."

But I heard a woman's voice, which sounded familiar.

“Stop…”

Lou Xinzhou's speed was almost the same as that of the black shadow. She turned her head in disbelief. Under the huge black shadow, she seemed to be able to see a little corner of the clothes of her fellow disciple.

“Tang…Tang Xinyan?!”

......

Nan Rongnian could feel the angry black ghost behind him, and he knew that this speed was already his limit. He was also clearly aware that in this situation, if he just turned his head, he might be caught up by the black shadow because of the time difference of a moment.

That thing must be the Ghost King, otherwise why couldn’t it escape even at the speed of the tribulation?

But why, he always felt that he heard the sound of a woman gasping and struggling.

Is it an illusion?

But I couldn't turn around to see what was going on. That black shadow was with a woman? I couldn't imagine it. Didn't he like men?

Can we reach the Death Mountain? Ah, at least we still have half the distance to go.

Half, that’s still quite far.

Do the venerables who are transcending the tribulation always move at this speed? The wind hurts my face, it seems like it is bleeding?

Gee...

Bai Yun had never felt such pain before when she flew on a sword with him. In fact, she would use her spiritual power to protect him.

For some reason, Nan Rongnian suddenly felt that this time was so long. He had just established his foundation and did not have enough spiritual power to protect his body. It was normal for his skin to be torn apart by the wind. It was not unbearable, but...

If I get caught by that dark shadow, I won’t be able to go back to see her.

No, he had to be faster.

Nan Rongnian's eyes widened slightly, with a thin golden light flowing in them. The golden light under his feet did flow at a faster speed. Although it was not very obvious, it did create some distance between him and the black shadow behind him.

There was a slight humming sound, and the jade-white sword body trembled slightly, but for some reason, the pain brought by the wind hitting the body suddenly disappeared.

Huh? Weird...

But it was a familiar feeling. The wounds opened by the wind seemed to be quietly covered with a layer of ice and snow, and the pain subsided, just like what I felt that day on the Dead Mountain.

Master...

Nan Rongnian smiled helplessly.

Where are you hiding, watching me?