Looking at the fleeing Four-Eyed Daoist in front of him, Qin Tian sneered in his heart and hurriedly chased after him.""You want to run? I want to see what other methods you have…"
Realizing that Qin Tian had caught up, the Four-Eyed Daoist knew that his senior brother was at least four to five hundred kilometers away. It was impossible for him to rush over in a short period of time, but he still thought to himself,""Senior brother, if you still don't come, you will really have to help me collect my corpse…"
Especially when he felt that the corpse poison in his arms was beginning to worsen and Qin Tian was chasing after him relentlessly. As the Four-Eyed Daoist fled, he raised his head to look at the sky and thought to himself,"The only way to survive now is to drag it out until dawn. As long as we drag it out until dawn, this Iron Mummy will be helpless!”
All of a sudden, the Four-Eyed Daoist thought of something and his eyes flashed. He turned around and looked at Qin Tian who was chasing him closely. He gritted his teeth and muttered,""Looks like I can only go to that place if I want to get rid of this zombie…"
The Four-Eyed Daoist had traveled far and wide for decades, but he was still alive today. Other than his Taoist skills, there were naturally other factors.
The Four-Eyed Daoist was naturally very familiar with the geographical environment. He had memorized where the forests were, where the towns were, where the rivers were, and where the mountains were.
Even under several dangerous situations, he relied on the natural environment before he was lucky enough to escape with his life. And this time, he could clearly only rely on this method to stop Qin Tian's footsteps!
In the memories of the Four-Eyed Daoist, there was a place not far from here that was filled with miasma and bloodlust. It was called the Lost Ghost Forest, and it was an ancient battlefield.
It was said that the Lost Ghost Forest was full of resentful souls. Regardless of whether it was a lonely ghost or a malicious ghost, the remaining obsession in their hearts would be corroded by the blood aura inside, and they would directly turn into resentful souls without any intelligence and only had instincts left…
"I'll fight it out... Now, the only chance of survival is there. I can only give it a try…" The Four-Eyed Daoist slapped two Divine Strider Talismans on his body, and his speed suddenly doubled. He gritted his teeth and rushed straight in the direction of the Lost Ghost Forest.
"Eh…'This old fellow actually has a good thing like the Divine Strider Talisman. However, if he wants to get rid of me just like that, dream on…' Even if we have to go to the ends of the earth, we will not rest until one of us dies…" Qin Tian laughed coldly in his heart. He stared at the direction where Daoist Priest Four-Eyed disappeared and chased after him.
What Qin Tian did not notice was that while he was chasing after the Four-Eyed Daoist, the environment around him slowly began to change…
Gradually, the surroundings began to be enveloped in this faint fog. Traces of bloodthirsty aura pervaded the air. It was also because of this bloodthirsty aura that Qin Tian immediately lost track of the four-eyed Daoist!
Regardless of whether it was the life force left behind by the Four-Eyed Daoist or the corpse qi that he had left on him, they could not be sensed under the influence of this bloodthirsty qi…
"What is this place?" Qin Tian asked curiously. Where did this bloody aura come from? Where is the Four-Eyed Daoist hiding?"
"Cough cough cough…I'll see how you die now. Chase me, do you think I'm a sick cat…" In a hidden corner, the Four-Eyed Daoist coughed a few times and was about to get up to leave when he suddenly felt weak and dizzy…
"Senior brother, junior brother's fate will depend on you…" The Four-Eyed Daoist took out the last Thousand-Mile Sound Transmission Talisman from the cloth bag. After activating it, he collapsed onto the ground and fainted!
The Forest of Lost Ghosts was so strange that even ghosts and monsters could be bewitched. The Four-Eyed Daoist was seriously injured, and his magic tools were almost destroyed or useless. He was also poisoned by the corpse poison. It was already a miracle that he could survive until now.
Sensing the unusual aura around him, Qin Tian immediately could not help but roar angrily in his heart: "Roar…What a strange place. This bloody aura was so strange. What was this damned Daoist up to?”On a mountain path a few hundred kilometers away, two figures were rushing in the direction of the Lost Ghost Forest in a hurry…
One of them looked upright and slightly older. He looked anxious as he said to the young man behind him,"Wen Cai, quick, quick, quick…Hurry up, your martial uncle is in danger now…"
The young man called Wencai immediately complained," Master, Martial Uncle has been traveling around for so many years. What has he not encountered? He's such a powerful person. What can happen to him? He's just worrying for nothing…"
These two people were none other than the Four-Eyed Daoist's Senior Brother, Ninth Uncle, and his Martial Nephew, Wen Cai. Qiu Sheng was not with them, probably because Ninth Uncle had left him at home. Ever since he received the message from the Four-Eyed Daoist and learned of the seriousness of the matter, Ninth Uncle had immediately set off!
Ninth Uncle urged Wen Cai to hurry up and said,"No, it's different this time. This time, you're my martial uncle, and you even used the thousand mile sound transmission talisman passed down from your sect. Although his dao arts are not good, ordinary fiendish demons are definitely not his match. I'm afraid that this time, we're in big trouble…" As the senior brother of the Four-Eyed Daoist, Ninth Uncle knew his junior brother's temper very well. It was precisely because of his stubborn temper and face that he would rather travel the martial world as a corpse carrier than stay in the small town to help him…
Although the Four-Eyed Daoist wasn't as proficient as Ninth Uncle, he wasn't someone ordinary demons could bully. Now, his prideful junior brother had actually used a thousand-mile voice transmission talisman to ask for help. One could imagine the danger involved!
Just as Ninth Uncle was anxiously hurrying on his way and feeling uneasy, a golden light shot towards him from the void again…
Wen Cai pointed at the golden light and shouted,""Master, look, there's something…"
Seeing the golden light coming straight for him, Ninth Uncle's expression changed."Thousand Mile Sound Transmitting Talisman, he actually sent out two thousand Mile Sound Transmitting Talismans in a row. What exactly did Junior Brother encounter?”
Ninth Uncle made a hand seal, and the golden light shot in front of him. The four-eyed Daoist's voice came from within,"Senior Brother, I'm in the Lost Ghost Forest. I'm unconscious from the corpse poison. Be careful of the zombies…My life depends on you. If you're late, help me collect my corpse…"
"Master, Martial Uncle is poisoned. What kind of zombie is so powerful? Where is this Lost Ghost Forest?" Wen Cai quickly asked after hearing what was said.
"Who should I ask? Hurry up and leave. If you're late, you can collect your martial uncle's corpse. As for the Lost Ghost Forest, I'll explain it to you on the way…" After Ninth Uncle finished speaking, he took out the Divine Strider Talisman and slapped it on his body. In a flash, his figure had already rushed more than ten meters away.
"Master, wait for me…" Knowing the seriousness of the matter, Wen Cai's expression changed. After regaining his senses, he hurriedly slapped a Divine Strider Talisman on his body and chased after him.# Date:05 15 2019 4:46PM
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