Now, Yang Lan'er has a tracking mark on her body. Although it is not convenient for her to hide in the house directly, she can use the time difference in space to do many things.
By the time Yang Lan'er went in and out, a lot of things were done, and it was just a blink of an eye.
Just after burying the soil, a rumbling sound was heard faintly from far away, accompanied by bursts of screams like slaughtering pigs. Yang Lan'er's red lips curved further and she turned around and continued to move forward.
The old man was confident in his strength. As a cultivator in the late Jindan stage, shouldn't it be easy for him to defeat a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment stage?
Therefore, I was completely unprepared along the way, or rather, I didn't even bother to be on guard.
He was confident that a foundation-building kid could not hurt him with his skills. Therefore, the old man calmly landed at the place where Yang Lan'er landed. After looking at the obvious traces, he couldn't help but smile contemptuously. Sure enough, the foundation-building kid didn't know he was being followed!
He took out the jade token and looked at the little red dot on it, then the old man followed and left.
In order to make sure that her mark was not wrong and to let the old man walk behind her, Yang Lan'er took great pains to walk in a straight line without any bends, for fear that the old man would see the location of the mark and come straight towards her. In this way, she avoided the traps along the way.
So, the old man...
“Boom boom boom!”
The old man had just taken two steps out when the talisman blasting array set up by Yang Lan'er was triggered. Several explosions blasted the defenseless old man's face, causing him to spit out a circle of black air from his mouth.
This talisman formation was equivalent to a full-strength attack from a Qigong practitioner, but it wasted several of Yang Lan'er's slightly more advanced talismans as the core of the formation.
Although it would not cause much harm to a cultivator in the late Jindan stage, he was attacked without any preparation after all, which was enough to make him suffer.
After he came to his senses, the old man cast a purification spell on himself, and in an instant he became clean and fair again. He was very vain and changed his cloth clothes for a clean and intact one.
However, if you look closely at the old man's eyes, they are extremely vicious, as if he wants to cut Yang Lan'er into pieces.
It was not until then that he realized that the little mouse in front of him was not because it did not notice there was someone behind it, but because it had deliberately landed in the forest.
Cultivators who have lived outside for a long time know that it is difficult to fly with a sword in the forest, as it is easy to attract a group attack from flying monsters.
Most flying monsters travel in groups. Even though the old man is a cultivator in the late Jindan stage, he doesn't want to take the risk.
So, now he could only go through the ground, and he even thought that there would be many similar traps ahead.
However, the old man still doesn't think that this will cause any harm to him. At most it will just cause a little trouble. How can he escape?
After being attacked like this and being humiliated, the old man was no longer in a hurry to catch Yang Lan'er. He was determined to kill the other party slowly and torture her slowly to relieve the hatred in his heart.
Just kidding, this mentality is what Yang Lan'er likes the most.
Having been taught by the Condor Force in her previous life and having read so many historical events and gossips, how could Yang Lan'er not know that it is difficult to fly above the forest? Unless the altitude is very high.
But this forest is not ordinary dense, the old man must be too high, he can't find her at all, okay? Well, let's take a step back, even if the spiritual sense scans and locks the person's position, even if it is displayed on the sign, will he dare to attack from such a high place?
An attack dropped from a great height would obviously have its power reduced after a distance, and its range would also be expanded. If the old man did that, the flying monsters in the forest would tear him into pieces in seconds.
Of course, if the old man was willing to fly into the air, find her and then rush down to attack her, Yang Lan'er would have nothing to say!
Humph, did you think her earth escape skills were in vain? She can't run far in a few seconds?
Therefore, Yang Lan'er chose this place from the beginning, also to cut off the old man's escape route.
To sum up, the old man can only follow Yang Lan'er on the ground, and it is not up to him to decide whether to step on the trap or not.
Moreover, in order to completely cut off the old man's idea of flying, Yang Lan'er had to alarm the flying monster from time to time, and then use the Breath-Suppressing Pill, space, and earth escape to hide and avoid the attack of the flying monster.
As a result, wherever Yang Lan'er passed, there was a lot of noise and activity. Many birds and monsters began to hover over the forest. The old man swallowed his saliva as he watched, and had to give up his plan to fly.
Even though these monsters seem to be of low levels, they are numerous!
Once entangled, tracking would become even more impossible, so the old man had to admit defeat.
Relying on the physical strength of a late Jindan cultivator, the old man forced his way into various traps. However, those talismans and various harmful items were not given for free.
Even if the old man still had some protective spiritual power at the beginning, it would still be consumed!
Especially the liquid bombs that Yang Lan'er made later. The higher the level of the impact medicine extracted, the greater the power. Even a Jindan cultivator would not be completely unharmed.
Yang Lan'er naturally wouldn't tell him that it was because he got better and better at it later on that he dared to touch higher-level herbs, and the power would become stronger and stronger. That was normal! So, the old man walked all the way down, with constant rumbling explosions, or the skill attacks of the talismans. Anyway, he never stopped.
The old man who was hitting one target with every step he took had already been holding back his anger to a certain extent. At the beginning, he would pay attention to his image, perform purification magic on himself, change his clothes and so on.
But later on, the protective Qi could no longer hold up, so what did clothes matter? When there was nothing left to change, he could only stare at the strips of cloth and move forward.
The old man was getting more and more irritable, and was about to lose his mind. At first, he would sigh and wonder how the little mouse in front of him could lay so many and such dense traps while escaping. Now, he just wanted to catch the person and torture him in various ways to vent his anger.
Hearing that the little mouse was a girl, he originally thought that she could bring him so many benefits, so he should just kill her quickly. But now, he has changed his mind. He must make sure that this person is killed without a complete body, and he will rape her first and then kill her.
The female cultivator in the foundation-building period, using the vicious technique of collecting and replenishing, could at least contribute a little more pure spiritual power to him, and maybe he could break through because of it? The old man was dressed in beggar's clothes, his eyes were bloodshot, his eyes were full of hatred, and his whole face was gray and dusty, looking very bad. The tyrannical aura around him was diffused, full of strong murderous intent.
At first, he had thought about taking a detour, but every time he walked to the side, he would still step into a trap, and there was even a poisonous gas spreading on both sides. Who knew what the poison barrier was? How thick was it? What if he couldn't get out? And what if the poison was a touch-and-go? Compared to the unknown area, he had no choice. Since he took this road, he had to keep going, and naturally he had to step on those traps.
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