My talisman pen is omnipotent. How should you deal with it?

Chu Ci leaned against the wall, trying to escape at the edge of the pink mist.

The speed of the fog seemed slow, but it was actually very fast. Chu Ci didn't walk for long before he found that the road ahead was completely blocked. He looked back and saw that the back was also surrounded by pink.

His eyes rolled around, and a talisman for escaping underground appeared in his hand.

He stuck it on with a snap, and because of the use of spiritual power, this attracted the attention of several people from the Tianyin Sect.

"Oh no, someone is actually coming towards my corpse fog." Hall Master Luo said first.

But soon, Chu Ci's breath disappeared.

"Hahaha, doing this is tantamount to seeking death. Hall Master Luo's corpse fog is not something a mere foundation-building cultivator can deal with. Look, he died immediately."

Master Duan on the side laughed.

This pink mist would bring death to anyone who came into contact with it, and several people regarded the disappearance of Chu Ci's aura as death.

Chu Ci went more than ten feet underground. He first looked up and saw that this unknown powder mist was very strong and was slowly beginning to penetrate into the ground.

He calculated in his mind that it would not be long before he could no longer stay in his hiding place.

Chu Ci quickly chose a direction and rushed in.

The Ghost Market should be an independent space, and it is impossible to escape by relying solely on the earth escape technique. Chu Ci did not dare to use his spiritual power anymore, but felt that the distance was about right, so he drilled out directly from the ground.

There was indeed no fog where he came out, but he was very close to the people from Tianyin Sect, less than ten feet away.

Chu Ci is now wearing a breath-suppressing talisman and an invisibility talisman. Theoretically, he can hide it from a few people, but if he is really discovered, it will be extremely dangerous.

He did not dare to be careless at all and walked towards the few people lightly. The teleportation array out of the Ghost Market was behind these people.

Because the exit was relatively narrow, Chu Ci was only two or three feet away from Master Luo at the closest point.

Finally, Chu Ci reached the exit. He looked back at the people from the Tianyin Sect behind him and took out a few Zhuxian talismans from his arms.

Boom! A ten-foot-long Zhuxian Talisman smashed towards Luo and Duan, and then Chu Ci, without even turning his head, dodged and entered the teleportation array.

After coming out, he didn't stop at all and flew towards the distance at the fastest speed.

After a while, the teleportation array lit up again, and Hall Master Duan came out from it, with some smoke and dust from the Zhuxian Talisman on his face.

As soon as he came out of the teleportation array, Hall Master Duan immediately held up his sword in his hand and at the same time exerted his spiritual sense to the maximum.

Soon, he found Chu Ci about a hundred miles away and quickly flew after him.

Chu Ci was flying at such a high speed with the help of a top-grade flying talisman that even a Jindan cultivator might not be able to catch up with him quickly. In addition, Hall Master Duan was a beat slower, so in just half a cup of tea, he completely lost sight of Chu Ci.

Master Duan searched for a few more times and found that Chu Ci had indeed disappeared, so he had to return in disappointment.

"Master Duan, what happened?" The cultivator surnamed Luo asked hurriedly when he saw Master Duan coming back.

The main reason why he didn't chase after him was that once the corpse fog was interrupted, he would need to start over again.

Hall Master Duan shook his head: "This man has good means, but he got away."

The monk surnamed Luo frowned and said, "Then how should we explain this to the young master?"

Someone escaped from their hands, and it happened on the eve of a war. If the young master knew about this, he might blame them.

"Brother Luo, if you and I don't tell me about this, who would know? Besides, we are about to attack Luo Yingzong, so how can the young master have time to take care of these things?"

The monk surnamed Luo thought about it and said, "That's the best. Then we have a deal. No one is allowed to spread it."

Before Master Duan could say anything, the monk surnamed Luo's eyes suddenly lit up: "It's done!"

As the words fell, the pink mist in the air began to quickly gather towards the gourd in his hand.

Soon the ghost market was empty. The monk named Luo muttered something, and then the more than one hundred people came out from various corners.

These people all had gray and black faces, empty eyes, and slow steps. It was obvious at first glance that they were not ordinary people.

“Haha, Elder Luo’s corpse fog is indeed as famous as it is said to be. So many people turned into zombies in the blink of an eye.”

The monk surnamed Luo sneered: "With these zombies as cannon fodder in front, our chances of attacking Luo Yingzong will definitely increase greatly."

"Besides these zombies, aren't there also those who ate the Seven Insect Pills?"

Several people in the field burst into laughter.

Chu Ci was flying towards Luoying Sect at this time. After repeated considerations, he felt it necessary to hide in the dark and observe how the situation developed.

It seems that all members of the Tianyin Sect are out this time, and the Golden Protector should also participate. If he can find this person in the chaos, it will be possible to obtain the method of refining the flywheel talisman, which will definitely improve his own strength.

However, Chu Ci certainly couldn't just fly over there so brazenly, because the Tianyin Sect still had at least two old monsters in the Nascent Soul stage.

Chu Ci chose to take a detour. He had been to Luoying Sect, which was about 50,000 to 60,000 miles west of Lingxi City. He first flew towards the southwest, and then changed direction and flew towards Luoying Sect a day later.

Along the way, they encountered several waves of small forces. They seemed to be some small gangs nearby, and there were also Jindan cultivators among them. Chu Ci chose to avoid them all, or speed up his flight and use his speed advantage to leave these people far behind.

In less than two days, Chu Ci was only two or three thousand miles away from Luoying Sect. Since he didn't know where the Tianyin Church would launch the attack from, he had to be absolutely cautious on the remaining journey.

He flew into the dense forest, affixed the breath-suppressing talisman and the disguise talisman, took a deep breath, stretched out his legs, and started running.

When he was still in the Qi Refining Stage, Chu Ci practiced a physical training method that specifically increased speed. This method originally needed to be practiced in water. Since the resistance of water was hundreds of times that of the outside world, once this method was successfully practiced, the speed would be amazingly fast. Even if it could not reach hundreds of times, it could at least increase by dozens of times.

Other people would need to practice this kind of skill for at least 20 to 30 years to achieve some success, but with the help of the golden pen, Chu Ci completed it in less than half a month.

Coupled with the Rainbow Divine Art and more than a dozen books on body-building techniques, Chu Ci can run at a speed that is no less than that of a foundation-building cultivator flying with his physical body alone.

The closer they got to Luoying Sect, the more people Chu Ci discovered in the sky. These people were basically all dressed in black. Some were in groups of dozens, while others were just two or three. Judging from the direction they were flying, they were all heading towards Luoying Sect.

Soon, Chu Ci stopped abruptly, and he found that there were thousands of people gathered in front of him.

Chu Ci did not dare to release any spiritual sense, but tiptoed and hid behind a big tree.

After a while, Luo Duan and the other man who were in the ghost market before came riding a huge flying sword.

On the flying sword, Luo Duan and the other stood in the front, five or six members of the Blood Knife Hall were at the end, and more than a hundred people stood in the middle, all of whom were corroded by the corpse fog in the ghost market.