Chapter 664

In the hinterland of the sword, Wang Baole staggered. Despite the increasingly serious injury, he didn't stop at all. Instead, he tried his best and kept galloping.

However, before leaving, he threw a puppet at the place where it was transmitted, and then without looking back, he galloped away.

Fortunately, as he galloped, Wang Baole finally found some familiar environment in the hinterland of the sword, which made him have a positioning for his position.

"It's not very close to the hilt area..." Wang Baole's pale face, at the moment, with the positioning of his position, becomes more and more gloomy, and his heart is also a little depressed.

He knew very well that now there were only two choices in front of him. One was to continue to go to the hilt area according to the original plan, return to the vast Dao palace, leave the bronze ancient sword with the transmission array and return to the Federation, and the other was to enter the hinterland!

The former is naturally the best choice and the direction he most yearns for, but... This road seems to be once and for all, but in fact, there is a great accident.

"Once Taoist Youran really didn't die and chased me, even if I escaped to the hilt area, it was impossible to escape his pursuit..."

"I can only bet that he is dead, or that he has no time to chase me." Wang Baole was silent, and his eyes showed a struggle, but the struggle did not last long. He showed determination in his eyes, turned around, and changed direction. He no longer flew to the hilt area, but galloped to the depths of the sword's hinterland!

As he galloped, his blood gas kept surging up. Fortunately, his body was strong, and Qinglian recovered strongly, which enabled him to maintain a certain speed at the moment.

But after all, I couldn't swallow the blood. After flying a distance, I couldn't help but spit it out.

There were also some small pieces of meat in the ejected blood, and Wang Baole didn't know what it was, but with the ejection of blood, he obviously felt that the rolling blood in his body seemed to relax a lot at once, but after relaxing, there were bursts of dizziness and dull pain, which kept coming.

"Hurt the internal organs..." Wang Baole's face was ugly. After feeling his body, he knew that nine times out of ten the meat pieces were his own internal organs.

This feeling of spitting out his internal organs made him feel hollowed out at once. Endless fatigue rose from all parts of his body and spread constantly, making him feel a little vague in front of him.

A strong desire to lie down and rest continued to hit at this moment, as if the tide was about to drown Wang Baole. But at the moment of being drowned, Wang Baole suddenly bit his tongue, ignoring the sharp pain caused by too much force. Instead, with the help of this heart piercing pain, he forcibly overpowered all the will to relax, and his eyes were slightly awake at the moment when he was short of breath.

"You can't stop, you can't gamble like this!" Wangbaole took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and continued to go away. What he had chosen before was to enter the hinterland to avoid the chase. It was not that he could not gamble, but that wangbaole dared not gamble!

Once he loses, he will have no room for manoeuvre. On the contrary, he chooses to enter the hinterland of the sword. Although it seems more troublesome, in fact, for him, the chance of survival is greater.

After all, most of the prohibitions here are unimpeded for him, but for others, they are obstacles!

However, Wang Baole is very clear that Taoist Youran's cultivation is strong and his own means are numerous, so if he really pursues and kills, he cannot put all his hopes on the prohibition here.

"Unless you constantly lengthen the distance and time to make yourself enter a deeper position in the hinterland of the sword, there is a great possibility, which makes it difficult for the leisurely Taoist to pursue, but this matter is a little difficult..." Wang Baole's eyes flickered, and his mind turned, but the direction remained the same, moving rapidly towards the location of an area in his memory.

"Therefore, no matter how you choose to escape from here or let Taoist Youran dare not pursue, you need to move it on a large scale!"

"This kind of movement is either the transmission formed by the change of terrain here, or it needs... Feisendai!" Wang Bao was firm in his eyes. At this moment, the direction he was moving forward, in his memory, there was a flying Sendai.

The long-term plan is to go to feisendai and use feisendai to move away, so that Taoist Youran can't pursue it. The short-term plan is to find the area that just produces the power of transmission in this process and move with the help of transmission!

After sorting out and strengthening his inner thoughts, Wang Baole swallowed the elixir again and hurried forward. Before he was transferred from the warship to the sword body area, there was a roar and a leisurely figure of the Taoist suddenly walked out.

At the moment he walked out, the puppet that Wang Baole left here just before he left immediately became aware of it and exploded. Even though Taoist Youran wanted to stop it, it was still slow. At this moment, in a flash, he came to the place where the puppet exploded and looked at the broken puppet material. Taoist Youran's face was gloomy.

"Ruthless, decisive, numerous means, and thoughtful... Wang Baole, I really underestimate!" Taoist Youran's killing power was extremely strong in his eyes. I didn't know what secret method was launched between the tricks, which seemed to lock Wang Baole's position. With a flash of his body, he suddenly chased away, and his heart was ready for it. This time... Never die!

Almost at the moment when Taoist Youran locked Wang Baole, he had left here, some distance from here. Wang Baole, who was galloping, suddenly changed his complexion. He had left a puppet just to leave a Eyeliner there. If Taoist Youran didn't follow the traces of his transmission, it would be all right. Once he came, he could detect it at the first time. Although it was the worst result at the moment, Wang Baole was also mentally prepared, So without any hesitation, his speed soared again!

Even though the original speed has been extremely fast, at present, Wang Baole can't care too much. Even if the injury will be more serious, he is put aside by him. The speed expands. Lei Xian's change is an explosion, which makes him look like a lightning bolt. He doesn't look for whether there is an area around that happens to be in transmission. Wang Baole's only goal is to fly to Sendai.

It's really tight time, and Wang Baole can't afford to be distracted. At this moment, in the explosion of speed, Wang Baole is almost in a rampage, shuttling directly from one prohibition to another.

These prohibitions, basically, fail on their own at the moment when Wang Baole approaches, and will not be reopened until he passes, which makes Wang Baole leap further at an amazing speed.

Although Taoist Youran was strong in cultivation, he often forced his way through the prohibition. Even if the prohibition broke out outside his body, it didn't have a great impact on him. But after all, the prohibition was more, and there was still some delay, which made his original speed of surpassing Wang Baole slower.

In particular, the rules in the hinterland of the sword are chaotic, which makes the blink uncertain. Therefore, Taoist Youran can only pursue with the speed of magic. For a moment, he can only continuously narrow the range, but he can't catch up at one fell swoop!

Anxious, the leisurely Taoist, who is getting closer and closer to Wang Baole, but is often blocked by prohibition, bites his teeth fiercely after seeing Wang Baole's figure from a distance, and in a flash, he directly chooses to blink.

He disappeared in an instant. When he appeared in an instant, he was less than ten feet behind Wang Baole. But after he appeared, Taoist Youran's face was pale. He could only wave his hand to Wang Baole in a hurry, and then his body retreated rapidly.

Almost at the moment of his retrogression, the position he had transmitted to immediately collapsed, and dozens of huge void cracks appeared, as if to tear everything apart. Even if Taoist Youran's cultivation was strong, he breathed back at the sight of this behind the scenes.

At the moment, Wang Baole raised his right hand and waved it. A handful of French soldiers flew out behind him and exploded directly. They fought against the blow caught by Taoist Youran, and the blood spewed out again. Although Taoist Youran rushed and was blocked by his French soldiers, the spread of the afterwaves still made Wang Baole more seriously injured.

However, Wang Baole's speed did not slow down, but faster, and in this galloping, he pinched the formula, formed one thunder ball after another, threw it into all the passing prohibitions, and directly exploded, forming a series of roars, which made these prohibitions explode after he shuttled. The purpose is not only to hinder the leisurely Taoist, but also to stimulate the chaos here.

Because the hinterland of the sword body is already in chaos, like a volcano that can erupt at any time, and Wang Baole's action has exacerbated the chaos here and made the sea of fire more intense.

"Wangbaole!" Taoist Youran's face was extremely ugly. The chaos here forced him to dodge and avoid some, which made the range between the two people be opened again, and he now dared not easily blink. Just now, the time he reluctantly unfolded, he almost misplaced under this chaotic rule and was changed his direction. Even if he forcibly reversed, it led to a situation similar to the collapse of space, which made him more cautious in shock.