Hao Miaojun's attack was not only extremely powerful, but also full of chill. When it landed on Xue Kong, it not only caused injuries but also seemed to freeze him.
Helplessly, Xue Kong could only take out the dragon egg from the air again and use the high temperature of the egg to melt the coldness in his body.
He took out a few bottles of healing pills and stuffed them into his mouth without hesitation to heal his internal injuries.
At the same time, his torn left hand, regardless of the pain, grabbed one spirit stone after another, constantly replenishing his spiritual power.
Xue Kong was sweating profusely and his face turned pale, but his eyes remained calm as he fled quickly towards the outside of the extinct volcano.
"I want to see how long you can escape!" Hao Miaojun said in a cold tone, locking Xue Kong firmly on the ground.
As for the Zhang Xiang behind the earth.
He was so weak that his storage bag was snatched away by Xue Kong. He had tried his best to just follow Xue Kong without being left behind. However, his face was hideous and his body was in a state of horrible pain. Even if he saw double, he would still chase after Xue Kong.
A tremendous hatred and strong obsession in his heart supported him.
Not long after, Xue Kong finally escaped from the extinct volcano.
Another advantage of the earth escape technique is that it will not be blocked by passages or mountains. All you have to do is determine a direction and keep moving forward.
Compared to Xue Kong's ease, Hao Miaojun needed to identify the passage and the exit of the extinct volcano on the ground before he could leave there. As a result, his speed was naturally much slower.
A quarter of an hour after Xue Kong escaped from the extinct volcano, Hao Miaojun walked out of the extinct volcano. Her spiritual sense was firmly locked on Xue Kong, so she would not lose her target.
Her face was covered with frost, and she gritted her teeth and said, "From the ends of the earth to the corners of the sea, do you think you can escape from the Demon Valley?"
Under the earth.
Xue Kong scanned with his spiritual sense and found that Zhang Xiang was not giving up and was still following behind him. Behind him on the ground, Hao Miaojun was also following closely. Both of them looked like they would not give up until they got the dragon egg back.
Xue Kong withdrew his consciousness, his eyes cold: "I am afraid that my only way to survive is Guanglan City. If not, when my cultivation is exhausted, I will be killed by these two."
"Fortunately, there are a lot of spirit stones in these storage bags. I can replenish them immediately, which is enough to support me to rush to Guanglan City."
Except for Zhang Xiang, who was not dead and whose spiritual consciousness was still imprinted on the storage bag, Xue Kong could not open it. The owners of the other storage bags were all dead, so he opened them easily and poured all the items inside into his own storage bag.
Xue Kong raised his head.
The Demon Valley, Guanglan City, this ancient forest, and even the last Demon Island, no one in the world is more familiar with these places than Xue Kong. Even if the Demon Lord of Baofu is resurrected, he is not as good as Xue Kong.
He only needed to make a quick identification to confirm the direction of Guanglan City and rushed away.
If this ancient forest is compared to the lower half of a gourd, then Guanglan City is a city built at the bottom of the gourd. It is magnificent and majestic, standing between the mountains, forests and the sea.
Right now.
The buildings inside Guanglan City are lined up one after another, with a magnificent palace built in the center. On the top of the tallest building, an exquisite attic, there are only two figures.
The two of them sat opposite each other, with steam rising from the tea on the tea table in the middle, and the fragrance of the tea filled the air, refreshing the heart.
One of them had gray hair and a long gray beard. He looked to be in his seventies, but his eyes were extremely bright, changing like clouds and smoke, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking.
This person is the mayor of Guanglan City.
One of the six great Jindan cultivators in Jingwu Country, who is in the late Jindan stage - Master Guanglin.
Master Guanglin stroked his long white beard and looked at the person in front of him with a loving look in his eyes.
He said softly, "Anren, there have been more and more cultivators coming from outside recently. You must instruct your subordinates not to slack off and to strictly enforce the law. No matter which faction they come from, they must abide by the rules of our Guanglan City."
Qi Anren was a young man in his early thirties, wearing a crown and purple robes. He said respectfully, "I understand, foster father. Don't worry about the affairs of the city. Leave these to me."
"Your reputation is known far and wide. With you personally in charge of Guanglan City, who in the world would dare to act recklessly in the city?"
"As for those who have low cultivation but cannot control their temper, the Law Enforcement Hall will discipline them. You can just enjoy yourself in the city." Qi Anren laughed.
Master Guanglin smiled softly and said, "You are growing stronger. Perhaps I should listen to you and hand Guanglan City over to you so that I can enjoy a peaceful life."
Qi Anren's expression changed slightly, and he quickly put down his teacup and stood up: "Foster father, that's not my intention. I don't want to be the lord of Guanglan City. It's just that seeing you toiling day and night, I'm worried that you're not in good health and might become ill from overwork."
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"Okay, okay, sit down."
Master Guanglin waved his hand, interrupting him and laughing uncontrollably, "Why are you reacting so strongly? I raised you, how could I not know what you're thinking?"
"I have been cultivating for over five hundred years, and I have never had any biological children. I have watched you grow up little by little. Although we are adopted son and father, I have long considered you my own flesh and blood."
"Not to mention Guanglan City, even if it's something precious, as long as you ask, I will get it for you."
When Qi Anren heard this, his nose felt sore and his eyes were suddenly filled with mist. He squatted down beside Master Guanglin and hugged his waist: "Godfather..."
"Hehe, you're in your thirties now, why are you still like a child? Are you trying to act like a spoiled child?" While saying this, Master Guanglin still reached out and gently stroked Qi Anren's head.
There was a look of reminiscence in his eyes, as if he was recalling the past.
But soon, Master Guanglin changed the subject and said quietly, "Over five hundred years, from an unknown little person to becoming the master of Guanglan City, with the cultivation level of the late Jindan stage, this life has been truly wonderful."
"But, my life span is almost over, and I will soon pass away."
"Godfather..." Qi Anren suddenly raised his head, his eyes revealing a strong reluctance.
How could he not notice that although his adoptive father's cultivation was still extremely high, he had recently been emitting a faint sense of death, which was a sign that his life was coming to an end and he was about to die.
Although I know that dying of old age is a blessing and I shouldn't feel sad, but after more than 30 years of constant companionship, to say that I don't feel any reluctance in my heart is something only an animal could say.
"Is there no other way?" Qi Anren could not hide the sadness on his face.
"For a mortal to live to be a hundred years old is already a great blessing." Master Guanglin sighed softly, "For a cultivator who reaches the Foundation Establishment stage, his lifespan can be extended to over two hundred years."
"A Jindan cultivator can extend his lifespan to over five hundred years."
"I have lived for too long, and my cultivation has been stuck at the late Jindan stage, stagnating. If I can raise my cultivation to the Yuanying stage, my lifespan will be extended."
"But this step is easier said than done."
"Between the late Jindan stage and the Yuanying stage, there's the Jindan Great Perfection. With my current cultivation level, even if I reach the Jindan Great Perfection, it will take at least a hundred years. If I'm extremely blessed, I can still go from the Jindan Great Perfection to the Yuanying stage, and I don't know how long it will take..."
"You don't need to feel sad, this is fate."
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