Even as the ten inner disciples of the Michen Sword Sect, they did not have secret escape techniques. However, these people also had their own means. Everyone had their own sword energy to protect the Dragon Soul Ancestor, and could resist the Golden Pill Cultivator's full blows several times. Taking advantage of this opportunity, everyone showed their magical powers.

Some people tore a talisman open, and instantly turned into light, and flew thousands of meters away in the blink of an eye, and their speed became faster and faster.

Some of the commanders' flying swords and human swords combined, tear open a gap in the blocking line, and rushed out in an instant, and flew to the horizon in the blink of an eye.

Some turned into a moonlight and instantly emerged and disappeared.

Some people took out magic weapons in the form of boats, wings, or shuttles, and controlled these flying magic weapons to escape from the siege.

"Want to run? How easy is it?" Jin Mo snorted coldly, turned into a black wind, entangled Luo Ruhai who was driving a small boat escape weapon.

The imperial court lieutenant, wearing a big red official robe, reached out and his powerful magic power captured Yin Shenbei's attempt to escape.

"You bring people to chase after me, and this person will be handed over to me." The National Guard ordered seriously.

After saying that, he stepped forward to Yin Shenbei and said, "Boy, just surrender. I promise not to hurt your life."

Yin Shenbei's face was gloomy, and there was a yin aura on his body, unlike a living person.

He understood his situation at this moment. If he could not defeat this Jindan monk in official uniform, or found an opportunity to escape, he would probably be unable to save his life.

"The underworld turns into the earth!" With a wave of the top-quality spiritual sword in Yin Shenbei's hand, the terrifying Yin energy spread, and the plants and trees all withered wherever they pass.

All of them are several dozen meters in a radius and become the underworld.

"It's interesting! Since you are unwilling to surrender, then I will massage you in person!" The Kuomintang commander said that, and his big hands were pressing down.

In the sky, a huge big hand appeared and grabbed Yinshen North.

"Junior, no foundation-building junior can escape the Vajra Catchment of my official!" The Kuomintang lieutenant was very confident. With his mid-stage Jindan cultivation, he had captured evil demons from outside the territory two hundred years ago.

Yin Shenbei instantly activated the sword energy of the Dragon Soul Ancestor. He could not bear the full blown attack from a mid-stage Jindan cultivator.

Taking this opportunity, Yin Shenbei condensed the Yinming Death Qi within a radius of dozens of meters, turned into a sword light, and swung it with one sword: "Sword of Death in vain!"

This is the ultimate move by Yin Shen North. Facing a Jindan monk, he dare not show mercy, nor is he interested in testing or anything else. He uses all his strength when he comes up.

A sword light instantly hit the Guowei.

Seeing that the other party actually ignored his attack, the National Guard was able to fight back. Although he was a little surprised, his reaction was quite quick. His official uniform itself was a defensive magic weapon!

The official uniform contains the official spirit condensed by the vows of sentient beings, and also has the protection of the dynasty and fortune, which is dignified and intimidating the world, and is uninvasive to all evil.

It happens to be the nemesis of this kind of Yin Ming Death Aura!

Yin Shenbei was very lucky. If he met a Jindan monk from other forces, his sword of death would be enough to hurt the other party and take this opportunity to escape.

Unfortunately, he met a first-rank official from the court, who had the spirit of officialdom and national fortune to protect him.

"Oh no!" Yin Shenbei was very depressed. He was already very depressed when he met an opponent who restrained him. This opponent was much stronger than him. For the sake of the present, fighting hard is not the best strategy.

"I want to run away? How easy is it! Come on! Surround this place." The Kuomintang magistrate immediately mobilized the imperial court's troops to surround this place.

A group of foundation-building monks surrounded Yinshen North.

Yinshenbei is truly inseparable from wings.

"The Heavenly Corpse Transformation!" Yin Shenbei was ready to fight to the death. This secret technique is the most terrifying secret technique of the Yinming Sword. It can transform from a human to corpse without any pain, without any sword, without any invasion of water and fire, and will also increase its own magic power to a level.

For example, Yin Shenbei is now at the peak of foundation building, and one level is to upgrade to the early stage of the Golden Pill. Even if his early stage of the Golden Pill, his magic power only reaches this level, the rest are still far from that, but it is enough.

Of course, the transformation of the sky corpse is not without a price. If the price is not changed back within a stick of incense, it will never change back.

What are the consequences of a person becoming a zombie? First, the path of immortality is cut off, so there is no need to think about it anymore. A creature like a zombie who is abandoned outside the six realms has no hope of becoming an immortal, and has no hope of becoming an immortal. Furthermore, because it is a zombie transformed from the transformation of a zombie, compared with the naturally formed zombies, it is innately deficient and difficult to advance. Finally, after becoming a zombie, the wisdom and spiritual light will be greatly reduced, and the understanding will be greatly reduced, and even the lower-level demon clan is inferior. How can such understanding be realized?

The above are disadvantages and there are also advantages, that is, to achieve alternative immortality.

But not many people will like this kind of immortality.

"Roar—" After Yin Shenbei turned into a zombie with infinite power, he ignored the attack of the opponent's foundation-building monk and attacked his opponent frantically.

Fight the opponent back and forth.

The Guowei tried to counterattack, but found that the counterattack was not effective. The opponent was not afraid of injury at all. He adopted the method of fighting with injuries that was not dead, and killed the master's tutor by random punches. The Guowei's magic power and other aspects were above Yinshenbei, and he could only temporarily avoid the edge.

Little did he know that Yin Shenbei was waiting for this time. He took advantage of the gap left by his opponent's moment of dodging and jumped over the National Guard's block and escaped from the encirclement.

"Damn it, chase!" The National Guard chased after him. The problem was that one was an authentic Jindan monk, and the other was comparable to the Jindan monk. Their speed was beyond the reach of a group of ordinary foundation-building monks.

As a result, a group of foundation-building masters chased after them and could no longer see people. They were really frustrated. In this world, they were also considered masters who were rampant. In the court, they were even more prominent in the third-grade and second-grade rank, but now they have fallen to the point of making soybeans.

Yin Shenbei was chased in a mess, and there was even danger of turning from a human to a corpse.

On the other side, Li Zheng was entangled by the Jin Demon. Yes, it was Li Zheng, who ranked second.

Li Zheng jumped out of the boat, holding a very ordinary three-foot green breeze in his hand, and sighed: "Hey, I originally wanted to accumulate energy, but I didn't want to do it so early. You insist on pestering me, I really can't do it without fighting."

"Hmph, junior, arrogant!" Jin Demon shouted angrily because he felt that he was humiliated.

The furious Jin Demon showed his strongest strength, "The sky is covered by the demon fog!"

Li Zheng didn't plan to waste more time here. He saw a terrifying voltage blooming around Li Zheng. A thunder dragon composed of lightning slowly formed. The dragon head raised and stared at the golden demon. Wherever the thunder reached, all the demon fog disappeared and it was difficult to play a role.

"Thunder Dragon Dominance World!" The terrifying thunder dragon roared angrily, and all the demon fog disappeared, revealing the figure of the Golden Demon. Li Zheng waved his long sword, and the sword light was like a dragon. The Golden Demon didn't even have time to react and was swallowed by the Thunder Dragon.

Li Zheng knew that this sword could not kill a mid-stage Jindan cultivator, so he took this opportunity to move away with the sword.

Thunder just happened to restrain the martial arts practiced by the Jin Demon. By the time he got rid of the thunder dragon's entanglement and wanted to chase Li Zheng again, it was too late.

"Damn it!" Jin Mo was really depressed because the person he chose to pursue was actually someone whose martial arts attributes just happened to restrain himself. As a result, a junior in the Foundation Establishment Stage ran away, and his face was greatly lost.

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Yang Shiyun was the first to escape the siege, and was extremely relaxed and unscathed.

At this moment, he had already escaped thousands of miles away, and his hidden aura changed into a costume with the unique costume of warriors in this world, mixed into a small city, and lived in an inn.

Hidden in the city, Yang Shiyun hid in a small town thousands of miles away, and no one could easily find him.

"It seems that it was indeed quite wise to choose "The Secret of the Three Yuans of Water Mirror" back then. There are too many experts in this world, with many dangers and safety first." Yang Shiyun sighed in the inn.

Then, Yang Shiyun began his routine practice. After the true energy was activated for a cycle of heaven, Yang Shiyun immediately felt the difference in this world.

In this small world, the speed of cultivation is much faster than that of the outside world, and it is much easier to understand the artistic conception than the outside world.

Yang Shiyun guessed that the rules of this world were not complete, and that there were too many laws of the great way, which caused the aura of the law to leak out. Moreover, this small world was probably in the process of self-perfection, so the rules of the entire world were extremely limited, and it was extremely easy for monks to understand the artistic conception.

For foundation-building monks, the perception of artistic conception restricts their progress, at least most foundation-building monks are like this.

However, because of the incomplete rules, it is extremely easy to understand the artistic conception, let alone the existence of a secret realm like Yuanqi Wudaotan.

There are losses and gains. The rules of this world are not complete, so everyone is trapped in the realm of Golden Elixir and it is difficult to make progress. In other words, no matter how fast the cultivation speed of this world is, it can only reach the Golden Elixir stage.

This has to be said to be a kind of sadness.

Because the monks in this world can easily reach the Golden Pill stage, but when they reach the Golden Pill stage, they find that there is no way ahead.

For any monk, even though he knew there was a way ahead, he could not walk up. There was no more cruel fact than this.

This is probably why the monk named Ge still wanted to break out of this cage without hesitation, even though he knew that the future might be a dead end.

Yang Shiyun has comprehended nine artistic conceptions, and of course it is impossible for each to reach its peak. Therefore, under such an environment, Yang Shiyun cherishes the current opportunities more and concentrates on understanding and improving the artistic conception that has not reached the perfect level.

In the blink of an eye, a month passed.

Yang Shiyun recovered from his cultivation state and sighed softly: "It's indeed a treasure land. Unfortunately, I still have important things to do. I can't waste too much time here." One month of cultivation is comparable to ten years of hard practice outside!

No wonder the people of Michen Sword Sect know the dangers of this world, but they are still not afraid of losing the elites of the sect and sending people in. Because the cultivation efficiency here is too amazing.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this reason that there are many strong people in this world. In the absence of top strong people, the Michen Sword Sect cannot control this world at all. It can only adopt this method of infiltration of elite teams to obtain the cultivation resources of this world.

Yang Shiyun retreated from the room, left the small town, and headed towards the ruling heart of the Daye Empire, which is located in the center of this world.

As for maps and the like, Yang Shiyun had already easily obtained them.

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Ten days later, Yang Shiyun appeared at the gate of the Imperial Capital of the Daye Empire. He is worthy of being the Imperial Capital. The True Qi Realm is everywhere, and there are almost no existence lower than the True Qi Realm. The Foundation Establishment Cultivators are even more common. Among the past merchants, the Foundation Establishment Cultivators account for about 20% of the total, which is a more astonishing proportion than the outside world.

For ten days, I had been rushing to the imperial capital and finally arrived at the imperial capital. This made Yang Shiyun breathe a sigh of relief. In about half a month, the Pond of Yuanqi Enlightenment was opened. Yang Shiyun didn't want to miss this critical moment.

Yang Shiyun paid the city entry tax and easily entered the imperial capital. According to the code found outside the city, he took the passenger rickshaw in the city to the largest restaurant in the imperial capital, the Zhuangyuan Building.

As soon as Yang Shiyun stepped into the threshold of the restaurant, a waiter immediately came over and asked enthusiastically: "Please be in the guest official, are you alone?"

"Brother Yang, here!" A familiar voice came over.

Yang Shiyun looked in the voice and happened to see a strange young man sitting at a table not far away with a smile on his face, waving to Yang Shiyun.

From the words and deeds that the person deliberately expressed, Yang Shiyun could clearly identify that this person was Feng Tianyang.

"I happened to have an acquaintance over there." Yang Shiyun smiled and said to the waiter.

Yang Shiyun walked to Feng Tianyang's table and sat down.

"Brother Feng, are you okay?" Yang Shiyun said indifferently.

"It's okay. But Feng is not as free and easy as Brother Yang." Feng Tianyang said sourly.

Yang Shiyun knew that Feng Tianyang was envious of his ability to escape the siege as soon as possible.

"Hahaha... Brother Feng is so serious. I should really punish myself for one cup." After Yang Shiyun said that, he picked up the wine glass that had just been filled and drank it in one sip.

"Are they okay? How many people have they met?" Yang Shiyun asked quietly.
To be continued...