Wu Yue's gaze fell on the several injured people from the Holy King Palace, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
Jiang Li pulled it and sent a message to Wen Yinghan who was standing beside him.
"If we hide here, we really won't be discovered?"
You know, the people in the Holy King Palace sometimes have sharper noses than dogs.
Wen Yinghan glanced at him with somewhat gloomy eyes.
"Don't worry, you won't die."
Xiao Hei, who was in the space, rolled his eyes.
Of course he can't die! This guy, having snatched the opportunity from the legendary "Son of Luck" Fu Yuyao, used the seal of Youli Palace to create a space of his own. Even though it wasn't as powerful as Fu Yuyao's original space, it still had its own functions.
Look, in the Fallen Angel Realm, relying on this space of about four meters in length, width and height, he has avoided many pursuits.
After searching Fu Yuyao's soul again, he found that with the first-class technique of concealing his aura, the formation and his help as a wood spirit in hiding his tracks, he could naturally have some basis for survival in this mountain range.
No one could have imagined that in the Pankong small world, Wen Yinghan would meet the seriously injured and dying Fu Yuyao.
No one would have thought that Wen Yinghan had some other thoughts since the first time he saw Fu Yuyao.
He was not a sentimental person, but when he saw Fu Yuyao for the first time, the inexplicable "heart-beating" made him very suspicious. Coupled with some things that happened later, he paid more attention to Fu Yuyao and Chu Jing.
That luck, that opportunity, any cultivator who is not tempted by it is not a good cultivator!
Killing people and stealing treasures? To him, it was nothing out of the ordinary!
However, considering the strangeness of Fu Yuyao and Chu Jing, before killing Fu Yuyao, Wen Yinghan used a substitute and searched her soul just in case.
As expected, when Fu Yuyao was about to die, the thunder from the sky directly smashed the puppet substitute to pieces!
Fortunately, everything that was supposed to be obtained was obtained, except that the legendary space on Fu Yuyao's body disappeared, leaving only some fragments of space that were taken away.
After digging out the last piece of space fragment from Fu Yuyao, Wen Yinghan returned to Youli Palace and used the palace seal to fuse the space fragments to form a small space of his own.
Yuan Haiyi gritted his teeth at Wen Yinghan's sarcasm.
As a fellow cultivator of the devil, and as a talented disciple of the Youxuan Sect of the Tianfeng Continent, he naturally has his own pride, and how could he tolerate the humiliation of Wen Yinghan, a disciple of the devil sect of the Yunze Continent.
Even though this person had extraordinary abilities, Yuan Haiyi still felt suffocated and panicked.
Yin Baizhou frowned and looked at the scattered monks.
"This mountain range, with the Sky-Swallowing Python now in a hurry to clear its territory, will probably become a restricted area for cultivators in the coming years. It will actually be much safer for us."
After all, for those in the Fallen God Realm, although the ancient beasts here are dangerous, the cultivators are even more dangerous!
Yin Baizhou looked at Wen Yinghan.
"Friend Wen, how confident are you that we can hide in this mountain range without being discovered by either side?"
Wen Yinghan glanced at Yin Baizhou. Even though he had always disliked people from the Taoist sect, compared to the cultivators from the Tianfeng Continent, they were from the same continent after all, and the two of them had some dealings with each other.
Wen Yinghan's expression looked better.
"30%."
“30%?!”
Yuan Haiyi had just screamed when Wu Yue covered his mouth.
"Don't you want to live anymore?!"
Receiving the cold looks from Wen Yinghan and a few others, Yuan Hai swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.
There was no warmth in Wen Yinghan's eyes.
"What? Thirty percent is not enough? If you feel it's dangerous, you can just leave. There's no need to stay here!"
He has no obligation to protect these monks, even if they are from the same Pankong Realm.
He chose to protect these people temporarily simply because he didn't want the monks of the Holy King Palace and the monks of the Immortal Realm to be too proud.
Feng Sitian quickly shook his head.
"Friend Wen, please don't misunderstand me. 30% is more than enough. If it were outside, a 30% survival rate would be very difficult! We are naturally very grateful to Friend Wen for his help!"
After experiencing the fighting in the Fallen God Realm, Feng Sitian realized that in this place, only real ability and real strength are the most important!
The pride and title of being a chosen one of heaven are all empty!
Now that Wen Yinghan is powerful, he has the final say!
So what if he is a rising star?
Yuan Haiyi also thought of the crisis outside and shut his mouth.
Wen Yinghan no longer paid attention to the group and continued to look at the ancient beasts and cultivators who were fleeing outside.
There was another reason why he suggested hiding here!
The monk who bombed the Qiushan Mountains!
Daring to confront the Holy King Palace head-on and plotting against their monks...
Wen Yinghan guessed that this person might have just entered the Fallen Angel Realm, and was from the Lower Spirit Realm.
With such abilities and strategies, if we could team up with them, it would naturally provide an extra layer of security in this small world of fallen angels!
He doesn't want to cooperate with some stupid teammates. Not only will they be of no help, but they might even get him into trouble!
Several people hid in the Qiushan Mountains, watching as the number of fleeing monks and ancient beasts decreased.
Almost all those who should go out have gone out. As for the rest, they probably have some abilities or ideas and don’t want to go out, or they can’t go out.
Wen Yinghan sent a message to Yin Baizhou and told him his thoughts.
Yin Baizhou did not object, and the two reached an agreement.
Wen Yinghan's gaze moved around the few people again, finally landing on Jiang Li and Wu Yue.
Yuan Hai disliked him, so he naturally disliked him too. Feng Sitian was a little timid, so the only ones left were Jiang Li, who was smart and had good fighting skills, and Wu Yue, who was extremely strong and obedient...
Huge waves hit the ship, and Yuan Yelin couldn't help squinting his eyes as he looked at the mountains in the distance.
"Sir, the commotion over there has ended."
Yuan Yelin's face was calm beneath the mask.
The Sky-Swallowing Python stopped moving, which meant that the cultivators he wanted to drive away had almost been driven away.
Looking at the darkened areas on the jade plate, Yuan Yelin pointed to a mountain range on the map.
"Lu Liexing's team, after eliminating Fengze, has all perished. But did you see any signs of formation explosions in the mountains later?"
The monk beside him shook his head.
A bloodthirsty smile appeared on Yuan Yelin's lips.
"So, the cultivator who lured Lu Liexing and his team into the formation and then plotted to kill them is still missing. Where do you think he's going?"
Yuan Yelin ran his finger across the map.
"Will it be the vast sea, or the hills and mountains with many trees, suitable for hiding? Or the mountainous areas with dangerous and complex terrain, or perhaps..."
Yuan Yelin's gaze fell on several places.
"Is it the junction of these places?"
"Where do you think the monk will escape to, sir?"
"Escape? I don't think that person ran away, but found a place to hide and play hide-and-seek with us."
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