Chapter 81

Leave first, then talk.

Behind them, someone let out an angry snort; seeing that there were even more people, it seemed as if the two of them were in an even worse state.

One after another, they gave chase.

But just as they had chased them out, the mountain forest ahead exploded.

Yin and Yang shattered, life and death were destroyed... Source Heaven Divine Array.

In an instant, who knows how many people were roaring, screaming, and fleeing in terror.

"Ah ah... little thief, our grudge is deep now." Someone roared.

Deep? It was already deep long ago.

You all came to accept the bounty and deal with us; it was already deep.

Time passed slowly.

Jiang Nan's divine abilities were all at Great Completion Intent; the Greedy Wolf Art alone was already higher than these cultivators of the Wanyue Kingdom.

The foundation of speed is often still the Divine Body.

There really were very few who could keep up with him.

Jiang Nan was very leisurely.

His strength was also progressing rapidly.

However, the girl's state had always been very poor.

She was very stubborn, remaining silent the whole time, enduring it herself.

Jiang Nan could feel that the girl's embryonic form of the Heaven-Swallowing Devil Art was already progressing.

And this process was truly very agonizing as well.

She had also taken the wrong path many times, then nearly collapsed, turning into nothingness, like a black hole, devouring herself.

The girl sat on the grass, eating dried meat to replenish her energy.

After thinking for a moment, she also handed one to Jiang Nan.

"Thank you." Jiang Nan smiled.

"You, leave." The girl suddenly spoke.

"It has nothing to do with you."

"I am a person of ill omen..."

"It has already had to do with me long ago; we are one, at least that's what they think." Jiang Nan said.

"Even if I were to leave, it wouldn't be now."

"Actually, these guys are coveting my Heavenly Pivot inheritance even more."

"Big Nannan, stop overthinking, okay?"

"Come to think of it, I think it's quite good now; if we need resources, we go rob a wave, no psychological burden at all, they deliver it themselves." Jiang Nan laughed.

Jiang Nan had already adapted long ago, and he was relaxed.

Growing increasingly powerful.

Heavens Chat Group.

Jiang Luoshen: "The Young Master is online."

"I knew you would be fine."

Jiang Nan: "So concerned about me?"

Jiang Luoshen: "Not really."

"As the saying goes, the good don't live long, the scourges... hehe, you know."

Jiang Nan: "Woman, open a door, I'll find you to talk about life ideals."

Jiang Luoshen: "Hehe, not opening."

Tang Zichen: "'Smile'."

Snow Moon Sword Immortal Li Hanyi: "It's good that the Young Master is fine."

Jiang Nan: "Hanyi, Zichen, I've made you worry."

Snow Moon Sword Immortal Li Hanyi: "'Blushing emoji'."

Xuanming Sect Jiang Chen: "You guys are enough."

"Young Master, there's a matter."

"Haven't you noticed that several guys who like to chat are not here?"

Jiang Nan soon became strange as well, listening to their brief explanation.

Dugu Qiubai, Zhang Sanfeng, Xiong Ba, Ying Zheng, and the others went to Nangong Pushe's world and were actually blocked there.

This time it wasn't so smooth.

Before, there were still people speaking, but now no one is talking.

Jiang Luoshen: "They didn't all get into trouble, did they?"

Jiang Nan: "I'll go take a look."

Nangong Pushe had opened the door before and also gave him permission; it had been open the whole time.

"Girl, you cultivate first, I'll go and return." In a misty place deep in the mountain forest, there was also a natural grand trend laid out by Jiang Nan.

This time it was enough to be at ease.

The girl nodded, watching Jiang Nan leave, then continued to stabilize herself.

Points weren't enough for a lucky draw, so he'd go mix in some points.

He didn't believe that in this lower realm, there was anything that could stop him.

It's hard to draw prizes in the Wu Xia world, but tasks are often easier to clear, and points are easier to earn.

【Entering the world where Nangong Pushe is located.】

Nangong Pushe's white clothes were stained with blood, very disheveled, and she was being besieged, fighting while moving.

Suddenly alert, she looked to one side.

Then came surprise.

The one who could come over like this could only be the Young Master.

The permission she had opened was only for the Young Master.

They had all come over, and all were blocked.

"Young Master?" Nangong Pushe was distracted for a moment and was almost hit by a rain of arrows.

Jiang Nan stepped forward and embraced the retreating girl.

His momentum was vast, shattering all the arrows in front of him.

"It's me." Jiang Nan said.

Nangong Pushe's pale face flushed a little; he was holding her so tightly.

The Young Master was also truly so young and so handsome.

Seeing that there was still pursuit behind, it was all over the mountains and plains.

There were Jianghu experts, mountain bandits, and armored soldiers.

"Northern Liang armored soldiers?" Jiang Nan said faintly, "Scram."

With a light shout, the Greedy Wolf roared.

Six thousand armored soldiers all collapsed, flags fell, the hilltop collapsed, and they were all buried within.

There was also the leader standing in the army, eyes splitting with rage, Zhao Yutai of Mount Qingcheng.

She was also the aunt of the Northern Liang heir.

Nangong Pushe couldn't care about blushing anymore; there was only shock and worship.

The Young Master is so strong.

"Let's leave here first." Jiang Nan said.

Still holding the girl's small waist, he stepped forward and turned into a stream of light, disappearing.

Dugu Qiubai was fighting someone; the opponent was the Peach Blossom Sword God, Deng Tai'a.

Dugu Qiubai was already at the Shattered Void Realm, and Deng Tai'a could also open the Heavenly Gate at will.

The power level of Dugu Qiubai's world was relatively weak, and some knowledge might be lacking, but he had the chat group, so his knowledge was not lacking.

Deng Tai'a had more legends of upper-realm immortals in this world, and his accumulation was not small.

Both were using swords, neither willing to admit defeat, wanting to suppress the other.