Chapter 1501: Hunting game

Chapter 501 Hunting Game
In the forest.
Yang Chen's figure shuttled quickly, almost fleeing lifelessly, his figure was like lightning, dazzlingly fast.
Yang Chen knows how bad the current scene is to him, so he must run now, find a place to hide quietly, until he can force the power of incense.
Or, use the slave mark to call the demon god.
However, Yang Chen also knows that people can only stimulate their potential when they are in a critical moment of survival. Although the life and death crisis this time was dangerous, it also gave Yang Chen a chance to stimulate his potential. He wanted to try and see if he could use his incense power at this juncture.
Take a step back.
Yang Chen also has his own cards.
If it doesn't work then, he can also use his slave mark to call the demon over.
However, that was the worst plan.
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Fortunately, the environment and topography of this forest are quite complicated, and the forest site is also very large. The other party wanted to find himself, and it wasn't a matter of a while, Yang Chen quickly found a secret cave.
In the cave, a beast is creeping.
"roll!"
Yang Chen spit out a word, and his aura spread out.
Under this powerful momentum, the beast immediately lowered its head, curled its tail and ran away griefly.
Yang Chenjiu occupied the magpie's nest and walked in calmly. After that, Yang Chen raised his hand and placed a restriction around the cave. After ensuring that he was foolproof, Yang Chen closed his eyes and quietly felt the power of the incense in his body.
It is not difficult to feel the power of incense, Yang Chen almost quickly felt a burst of energy in his body. There are several different energies in this energy.
One of them is blue, exuding endless chill; one is red, like a scorching flame, one is black, looks very evil; the other is silver, like a sharp sword...
These energies all represent individual people.
The blue one is like ice, it is Ling Yuyao; the red one is like fire, it is the charm of wood; the black evil is the Emperor Mingchen; as for the silver like a sword, it is Wu Jing's incense power.
Each color represents a person's character, and also represents a person's incense characteristics.
Some of these energies restrained each other, but under the neutralization of the incense power, they were able to blend together so perfectly. This also caused Yang Chen's heart to be slightly surprised.
"Come here!" Yang Chen tried to call the other party.
however.
The power of the incense was like a pool of stagnant water, without any movement coming, no matter how Yang Chen called out, the other party remained motionless and did not respond at all.
This also made Yang Chen feel a little anxious.
"come!"
Yang Chen tried again.
Still motionless.
"come!"
Yang Chen tried again.
The power of incense still did not move.
No matter how many times he tried, the power of the incense didn't respond at all, which made Yang Chen's heart confused and anxious. In the past, when cultivating, as long as the energy existed in his body, he would follow Yang Chen's instructions.
But this time it's an evil one?
This guy actually doesn't care about himself?
This feeling is like raising a pet, but this pet doesn't listen to him?
"Are you here?" Just when Yang Chen was puzzled, a shout came from outside the cave.
Yang Chen's heart shuddered.
The owner of this voice is not someone else, it is the one with the surname Liu!
"I found it so soon?" Yang Chen frowned, feeling surprised at the same time, but also quickly reduced his breath to the lowest level, like a transparent person.
And sure enough, as his breath decreased, the movement of the outside world also suddenly weakened a lot.
Soon, nothing happened.
Until the movement disappeared, Yang Chen was relieved and continued to close his eyes, silently paying attention to the power of incense.
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In the forest.
In a bush.
Yue Song and his party were still searching for Yang Chen's traces everywhere.
"Damn, is this kid belonged to a rabbit? He slipped so fast? A good-looking person is gone? What a shame!" Yue Song grinned, and he raised his hand angrily. A big tree beside him blasted off, making a loud noise.
"How? Is he here?" Seeing this scene, Liu frowned, and his eyes were also unhappy: "Did you just say that the breath of that kid is here? How to find Didn't find it for a long time?"
"This……"
Feeling the displeasure in the other party’s tone, Yue Song was also taken aback, and he quickly explained: "Brother Liu, I did feel his breath here just now, but I don’t know what’s going on. The smell of this guy suddenly All of a sudden! Brother Liu, believe me, this kid must be here, there is nothing wrong with it!"
"Humph."
The surnamed Liu hugged his chest, snorted in his nose, and said impatiently: "I don't care. In short, I must get this kid's golden key today. Also, you must not make a big noise, if you let others Knowing that we have extra keys in our hands will surely arouse others' coveted prying eyes."
"If it attracts the attention of some top fifty planes, then we will be in great trouble!"
Liu said very unhappy.
After all, now this mezzanine is mixed with fish and dragons, and everyone wants this golden key. Even some forces have already started to them in private. If others know that they are wealthy with the golden key in their hands, then it is not difficult to imagine that they may become targets of public criticism before entering the city.
"I know, I know." Yue Song nodded quickly after hearing the words, looking very humble.
After saying this, he just didn't stop, and continued to take the people around him, and continued searching far away.
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at the same time.
Yang Chen was still pondering the power of incense in his body.
However, after pondering for a long time, and there was still no result, Yang Chen decided to go to the Slave Yin Space and "ask" Ah Mo.
After all, the other party is so knowledgeable, maybe Ah Mo knows how to control the power of incense.
Thinking of this, Yang Chen didn't stay any longer, and his mind moved directly, and his consciousness sneaked into the slave print space.
"Amo, I ask you, how do you control the power of incense?" Looking at Amo lying motionless on the ground, Yang Chen asked straightforwardly without any nonsense.
"The power of incense?"
Hearing Yang Chen's words, Ah Mo sneered, and said lightly: "This is simple, it's much simpler than manipulating killing emotions!"