The blind hunter headed in the direction Chen Xing left. He seemed to feel something. He turned around and reported to the Canned Knight, "The target is moving towards the market..."

"Once the target blends into the crowd, I will lose precise coordinates."

As Chen Xing guessed, the mind tracking of blind hunters will be disrupted by the crowd. Psionic energy is a kind of bioelectric energy, and everyone will emit psychic energy fluctuations, but the psychic energy fluctuations of the evolved ones are more obvious.

However, when many people gather together, the psychic energy fluctuations will be mixed with each other, making it difficult to distinguish the source unless they are in close contact.

"How far is it?" asked the Canned Knight.

"Five kilometers." Blind Hunter answered.

"Five kilometers..." the canned knight lowered his head and muttered, looking at the black man codenamed "Drill".

"The target will enter the market before us." Drill replied.

The working principle of the core drilling rig is to open a void tunnel underground and lead directly to the destination.

But opening a passage requires a certain amount of preparation time, and the further away it goes, the longer the preparation time is.

At first glance, the working principle is very similar to Chen Xing's short-distance teleportation and Ramsden's golden dimensional gate, but the conditions are relatively harsh, requiring contact with the ground and sufficient preparation time.

This is why he needs to calculate the path through blind hunting data and appear just in front of Chen Xing.

Chen Xing's moving speed is 80 kilometers per hour, and it only takes four minutes to cover a distance of five kilometers. The minimum preparation time for the geocentric drilling rig is seven minutes, so it is impossible to catch up.

"Gardener, cause him more trouble!"

The Canned Knight quickly made a decision and ordered the gardener to continue firing acid bombs to consume Chen Xing's psychic energy as much as possible.

"A ball in the sand, Gan Lang!"

The gardener cursed in the dialect of the sand people, but he still obeyed the order, took out the dagger from his desert boots, cut his palm, and pressed it against the strange flower.

"Bloom, the blood flower of the desert!"

The gardener muttered something. The distance between the target and the target was beyond the normal attack range of the Desert Overlord Flower. Blood handprints must be used to stimulate the potential of Yuling.

Blood handprint is a secret skill of the New Zen Taoist sect. It uses one's own blood to strengthen the spirit. Usually, one can only learn it after joining the Taoist sect and getting the approval of the Taoist sect's leader.

However, Blood Hand Seal is not a unique secret skill. There are many skills similar to it, but the amplification effects and inner psychic operation methods are slightly different.

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The gardener is not a believer in the New Zen Buddhism, and the sand people have no faith. They only believe in tangible benefits. This bloody handprint was forced out of a woman from the New Zen Buddhism by torturing her.

The blood is gradually absorbed, and the strange flower's body is filled with blood.

The outer skin changed from dark green to blood red, and the vines surged wildly, as if on stimulants.

The flower stems expand rapidly, like an inflated balloon.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!"

The next second, Hua Xin suddenly sprayed out a long string of acid bombs and smashed them crazily in the direction of Chen Xing.

"There are still three kilometers to go, we will be there soon!"

"Ouch!"

The White Wolf King responded in a low voice, expressing his dissatisfaction.

Carrying its host, it ran wildly on the field ridge with its snow-white legs. There were green wheat on both sides, and it quickly retreated as it ran.

"Chirp..."

Suddenly, the sky darkened, accompanied by several sounds of piercing the sky.

Chen Xing felt something, his scalp was numb, and the danger was also transmitted to the White Wolf King through the spiritual link. He saw it kicking back, suddenly exerting force, running forward like crazy, and its speed instantly hit a gear.

Chen Xing, who was riding on the back of the wolf, was not idle either. He quickly took out spare clothes and blankets from the storage space and put them on his body layer by layer.

His spiritual pool had bottomed out, and the spiritual potion he drank only restored a small pool of water, and he could barely use teleportation two or three times.

He planned to use the remaining teleportation times at the most critical moment to avoid being directly hit by acid bombs, and the acid splashed out could only be endured.

He can't use Overload here, otherwise he won't even have a trump card.

He thought about staying where he was and ambushing them with the Nine Force and charged shots, but there were five of them, so unless they could kill the pursuers, there was no point.

The acid bullets arrived instantly and hit the ground crazily. The White Wolf King dodged left and right to avoid the acid bullets.

A large ball of acid rolled and fell from the sky in a parabola, hitting the ground hard and splashing everywhere like a bag of water.

The green wheat fields instantly turned gray-white, smoke evaporated, and a pungent smell rose into the air.

"Zizzizi!"

The acid splashed on the silver-white hair of the White Wolf King, and it immediately carbonized and sunk inward as if it was burned by high temperature. In an instant, the white bones under the skin were exposed.

Although the White Wolf King roared in pain, his feet did not stop at all and ran forward desperately. The insect-turned wolf is the toughest life in the wilderness. Even if it is seriously injured and its intestines are dragged on the ground, it can still run a long distance.

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The White Wolf King is the king among insects that transform into wolves, possessing an indomitable spirit and an incomparable fighting spirit. With this fierceness, it braves the acid rain and runs crazily.

"Uh-huh!"

Chen Xing, who was on the wolf's back, huddled under his military coat and blanket. The acid corroded in like needles, and his skin hurt like fire.

"Damn, it hurts me to death!"

He was cursing indiscriminately. He hadn't tasted this for a long time since he got the rune of immunity to fire. Fire couldn't burn him, but acid could.

"Goblin Cavalry, come out and block it!"

With a thought in Chen Xing's mind, several space cracks opened behind him, accompanied by the goblin shouting loudly, "Hala!"

A large number of Goblin Wolf Cavalry rushed out and accompanied the White Wolf King on both sides. At the same time, a large number of Goblin Bat Riders flew in the air, using their giant bat bodies to block the acid splash.

An acid bomb followed and landed on Chen Xing's path. It was about to be smashed to pieces. In the next second, Chen Xing teleported more than ten meters together with the wolf. The acid bomb behind him hit the ground, and countless acid splashed.

And out.

Not only were the surrounding goblins riddled with holes, like a smoking sieve, but the surrounding wheat fields were also hit.

As soon as the green wheat comes into contact with the acid, it immediately seems to have been burned in a furnace, turning from green to black and then to gray at a speed visible to the naked eye. Along with the pungent smell, it turns into ashes and floats away.

After running nearly two kilometers, when the last acid bomb fell, Chen Xing successfully dodged all the attacks.

At this moment, acrid white smoke was rising all over his body, and the skin on his back was ulcerated in large areas, and he grimaced in pain when touched.

The injuries on White Wolf King's body were even more shocking. The originally beautiful silver hair became gray and dim, and the whole body was bloody and bloody, with not a single piece of good flesh.

But it still gritted its teeth and persisted, not daring to stop at all.

"Brother, it's hard for you."

Chen Xing reached out and touched the White Wolf King's head.

Although he now wants to let the White Wolf King return to the realm to recuperate, even if he is a spirit master, he will be damaged to the core. But the current conditions do not allow it, he is also injured, and he must preserve his strength, so he can only wrong his old partner.

The latter growled lowly, expressing his hypocritical disdain for the host.

"What a stubborn temper."

Chen Xing couldn't help but smile and patted the White Wolf King on the head. But when he turned around and saw the messy wheat field behind him, the smile on his face suddenly froze.

The cross wind blew away the evaporating white mist in the field, revealing more than a dozen white bones. They were lying in a mess in the field, still maintaining the posture of struggling in pain before death.

The city gate caught fire, affecting the fish in the pond.

More than a dozen innocent farmers died tragically in the fields where they worked hard.

The smile on Chen Xing's face was gradually replaced by pain and struggle.

Just like Hamlet in the play, life or death, this is a choice.

The same choice also appeared in his mind.

To go or not to go?
Chapter completed!