"Catch up, don't let him run away!"

Qingyun Zhenren and others looked at Su Luo's disappearance, roared repeatedly, and chased after him wildly. Although they were seriously injured and greatly damaged under the death-time counterattack of the Huaiyin King, their strength was still not to be underestimated.

Su Luo felt the whistling sound from behind. When he looked back, he saw that the speed of these three people was not slower than that of him, especially the true man Qingyun, who turned into a sword light and flew wildly in the air.

"It's so fast. It seems that I took this treasure and completely drove these people crazy. I have to speed up. I have to rush out of the tomb passage no matter what. As long as I rush out of here, the mountains are high and the sea is wide. If the other party wants to catch me, there is absolutely no possibility."

Su Luo's mind was turned, and he knew very well that the reason why he could easily capture this scroll from the hands of Master Qingyun and others was entirely because Master Qingyun underestimated the enemy too much and thought there was no one else around him, so he relaxed his vigilance, which gave him an opportunity to take advantage of it.

Otherwise, as long as Qingyun Zhenren and others are a little wary, if he wants to seize the picture, the difficulty will increase infinitely, and it will be impossible for him to succeed.

Moreover, he is also self-aware of his strength. With his current strength, he can fight against a master with the first level of true energy spirit of magical powers. By surprise, he can definitely kill the opponent.

When the two sides really fight, he can kill the other party even if he fights seriously.

But when the other party was furious and ready to fight to the death, he had to run away, not to mention that three angry masters with the first level of magical power are chasing him. If he dares to stop, then the only thing that will be greeted by him is dead and dead.

"Walk!"

"Run out of the tomb passage as fast as possible!"

At this moment, Su Luo had no reservation at all. The true energy in his body had almost no reservation. All his blessings were placed under his feet. He used his eight steps to the sky with all his strength. His figure was like a ghost passing through the tomb passage.

"Who are you and which force you belong to, tell me your origin."

Elder Mo's face was ferocious, and his voice came from afar, which was clearly reached Su Luo's ears: "If you put down the treasure now, we might be merciful today to spare you. Otherwise, when we capture you, we will definitely use the method of searching the soul. Search your soul and kill your nine clans at that time."

"What are you talking about with him? Just kill him."

The face of Qingyun Zhenren was extremely cold. In the depths of his palm, a huge force erupted from the palm of his hand and rose in the air. This force could flood everything and could instantly capture a mountain in the air and pinch it into pieces.

"One Qi Haotian Hand!"

At this moment, the true master Qingyun directly used the unique skills of the Yiqi Sect. His true energy rolled and condensed into a ball of white clouds in the air. The white clouds kept surging. He grabbed a big white hand in the sky, locked Su Luo's back, and grabbed it in the sky.

Under one claw, the landslides collapsed and the earth cracked, and all the blocking objects were smashed to pieces at this moment.

This hand, the true energy hand, was still cast, and it was shrouded towards Su Luo.

The skeletons within a radius of hundreds of meters, with Su Luo as the center, had not yet touched this force, and all exploded, evaporated, turned into powder, and had no living habits.

Su Luo could clearly feel it without looking back, and a big hand behind him broke through the air and bombarded him.

The speed of this big hand was extremely fast and its power was amazing. If he was hit by this hand, he would definitely knock him out so that he would not even have the residue of bones.

"My speed is still too slow, not fast enough!"

Su Luo roared, sweating heavily on his forehead, and madly activates the true energy in his body, which instantly increases the speed of the true energy to the extreme. The qi and blood in his body rumble, and it quickly starts to move its strength to the limbs and bones.

"Boom!"

Su Luo felt his body tremble, as if he had broken something. The eight steps on the sky became more and more exquisite at this moment, and his speed suddenly surged again, leaving the white cloud hand far behind.

"So fast?"

The elder Yang of the Qi Sect couldn't help but say in a lost voice: "Why is this boy flying so fast? Brother Qingyun, what should I do next? We fought with the Huaiyin King before, and the true energy was consumed too much, and there were quite a lot of injuries on our body. If this continues, the injuries on our body will burst out, which will lead to a decline in strength..."

The other Elder Mo did not speak, but it can be seen from his heavy breathing that he was almost at the end of his strength.

"He can't escape, the green dragon absorbs water!"

The face of Master Qingyun was extremely serious. He roared, his five fingers formed claws, and a suction force emanated from his palms. The huge rocks on the ground, various skeletons and zombies seemed to be under great pressure at this moment, and they were all sucked into their palms.

Su Luo immediately felt the air around his body, which suddenly became distorted. He became like a bird in a cage and a fish in a net, unable to escape, and his whole figure could not control himself and moved towards the back.

"Don't try to suppress me, kill me!"

Su Luo roared angrily, suddenly turned around, circulating the true energy in his body, and suddenly a spear of the God of Underworld that was hundreds of meters long and as thick as a mountain appeared.

All of this spear is condensed by the true essence. Countless breaths of hell are lingering on the spear. The shadows of the eighteen levels of hell are derived from the spear. There seem to be countless evil ghosts kneeling on the ground, as if praying.

A stream of power emanated from these evil spirits and merged into the spear, making the power of the spear become more and more powerful.

It is rumored that every evil spirit in the eighteen levels of hell is a believer of the demon god. The demon god in the hell can use the power of the believers to extract all their power and integrate them into their own moves, making their moves powerful and crush the starry sky.

Su Luo can now condense such a phantom.

It's simply incredible.

It is really like the eighteen levels of hell that have come to the world.

At this moment, Su Luo was like a demon coming out of hell, waving his spear, throwing it out suddenly, aiming it at the center of his palm.

At this moment, he chose to defeat the magical power of Qingyun Zhenren!

The hundreds of meters of the God of the Underworld seemed to fill the tomb passage. As Su Luo attacked hard, he shot out in the sky. In just a moment, he reached the center of the Baiyun's big hand and stabbed deeply into the big hand.

"Boom!"

The next second, a force that destroyed the world burst out from between the two.

For a moment, the earth shook, the mountains collapsed and the ground broke, and the entire tomb passage shaking violently at this moment. The rumbling of the top of the tomb passage fell down, rocks splashed, and hurricanes swept!

"puff!"

Under the impact of this energy, Su Luo couldn't help but spew out a mouthful of blood.

He also suffered serious injuries during the recoil.
Chapter completed!