The instantaneous technique consumes a lot of spiritual power, and in peacetime battles, Qiao Yuan will only use it once at most, and it is all performed in the case of killing with one hit.

But now, he was forced to use the instantaneous technique to dodge, and he used it twice in a row, which suddenly consumed half of the spiritual power in his body, and his spirit was also a little weak.

Qiao Yuan stared at the black qi intently, and the secret path couldn't go on like this, otherwise he would definitely be consumed to death.

Thinking of this, he thought about it and took out a tattered leaf fan, which was the Flowing Moon Fan.

This fan is one of the most favorite magic weapons of Moon Traceless, although it is seriously damaged, it is still extremely powerful.

When Qiao Yuan was in the foundation building period, he was limited by cultivation and could not exert the power of the Flowing Moon Fan.

Now that he is a monk in the late stage of Jindan, he has a perfect Jindan, and the spiritual power in his body far exceeds that of monks of the same level in terms of quality and quantity, which is enough to exert thirty percent of the power of the Flowing Moon Fan.

After taking out the Flowing Moon Fan, Qiao Yuan did not hesitate at all, quickly pinched the magic trick, and there were words in his mouth, and two percent of the spiritual power in the dantian instantly poured into the Flowing Moon Fan.

On the three dry leaves, a cluster of inch-high flames immediately ignited, and the flames absorbed the spiritual power conveyed by Qiao Yuan, growing steadily, and in the blink of an eye, they were seven inches high.

A terrifying heat spread, faintly distorting the space around it.

He slowly lifted the Flowing Moon Fan and aimed it at the black gas, slamming it out.

The seven-inch flame turned into a streamer of light and went straight to the black gas, and the wind whistled, blowing the flame and shaking non-stop, as if it was about to be extinguished at any time.

At the same time, black gas surged, and another diamond-shaped pattern flew out.

But this time, as soon as the diamond-shaped pattern approached the seven-inch flame, it was like ice and snow meeting the scorching sun, instantly turning into a cloud of black smoke and dissipating.

When the black-haired old man in the black qi saw this scene, he only felt his heart tremble, and a sense of crisis that had not appeared for many years surfaced in his heart.

Almost reflexively, he turned his hand and took out a large black flag, shook it a few times, and a huge grimace appeared on the big flag.

The grimace looked as if he had just crawled out of hell, his eyes flashing green, and he flew directly out of the flag, opened his bloody mouth, and swallowed the seven-inch flame that almost rushed into the black gas.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Qiao Yuan's mouth, and he secretly said that this flame was not delicious.

Sure enough, after the grimace swallowed the flames, it symbolically chewed a few times, but in just a moment, the grimace showed a painful color.

The sound of sizzling continued to sound, and sunken holes appeared on the hideous grimace, through which the orange-red flames could be seen burning inside.

In an instant, most of the grimace was burned away, and then the flames broke through the barrier and continued to rush towards the black gas.

Within the black qi, the black banner held by the black-haired old man spontaneously combusted without fire, and turned into a cloud of black ash in a blink of an eye, he didn't have time to feel heartache, and with a wave of his hand, he urged the three defensive magic weapons.

But at this time, the flames that looked extremely inconspicuous had already rushed into the black qi, and the three defensive magic weapons were burned to ashes with just one face.

Only then did the flames run out of power and be extinguished.

The black-haired old man saw that Qiao Yuan was about to urge the tattered fan again, his face changed slightly, and he hurriedly waved his big sleeves, collected all the black qi into his body, and quickly retreated towards the rear.

Qiao Yuan secretly sighed in his heart that the Yuan Infant Cultivator was really difficult to deal with, and the Flowing Moon Fan was used, and he didn't have the slightest injury.

As everyone knows, if his thoughts were known to the black-haired old man, he was afraid that he would vomit blood in anger, but he had lost four magic weapons to be able to block the seven-inch flame.

"What kind of magic weapon is that? It's so powerful. ”

The black-haired old man looked at Da Yu, who had been burned in half, and his face could not hide the pain on his face.

At the same time, he looked at the Ye Fan in Qiao Yuan's hand, and greed immediately flashed in his eyes, such a magic weapon as the Secret Dao fell into the hands of a Jindan monk, it was simply a tyrannical thing.

Thinking of this, the black-haired old man gritted his teeth fiercely, turned over his hand and took out a bead as black as ink.

"If you can force the old man to use the Ten Thousand Soul Beads, you can also be proud under the Nine Springs. ”

The black-haired old man did not hide the greed and murderous intent in his eyes, stared at Qiao Yuan, and said coldly.

Qiao Yuan looked at the pitch-black bead, his eyelids jumped suddenly, and a bad premonition suddenly grew in his heart.

Immediately, he saw the black-haired old man's palm clenched, and with a click, the beads shattered.

"Whew......"

An extremely piercing wail sounded out, as if the evil spirits of the Nine Shadows Land had reappeared in the world.

The black-haired old man clenched a black mist in his hand that was so thick that it could not be dissolved, and waved his hand forward.

With this wave, the black mist instantly turned into countless hideous grimaces, and while letting out a miserable roar, he rushed towards Qiao Yuan frantically.

"Evil cultivators?"

Qiao Yuan could see at a glance that those grimaces were the souls of monks, and refining treasures with the soul of monks was obviously the style of evil cultivators.

Although he is not a righteous and awe-inspiring knight, but seeing these many souls, he can't help but have a strong murderous intent towards the black-haired old man in his heart.

Thinking of this, Qiao Yuan's hands quickly pinched, and a violent wind immediately condensed around his body, and the sharp thorns in the wind were vertical and horizontal, and almost a grimace came in, and the soul that would be strangled in an instant would be scattered.

But looking at the overwhelming grimace, like a black and oppressive dark cloud, it is really impossible to kill.

Moreover, among those grimaces, there were eleven ghosts with bodies, and the one standing in the center of the ghost had a solid body like a real person.

His cultivation made Qiao Yuan's pupils shrink, and he turned out to be a ghost in the early stage of the Yuan Infant.

Ten other ghosts, with translucent bodies, are distributed among the dark grimaces, both men and women, young and old.

Their cultivation is uneven, but they are all between the early stage of Jindan and the great consummation of Jindan.

Although ghosts don't have bodies and can't use magic weapons, so many high-level ghosts, even if it's a wheel battle, I'm afraid they will consume Qiao Yuan to death, and there are countless grimaces around them.

Qiao Yuan knew that the situation was critical, and I was afraid that he would have to think about the way back, otherwise once he was trapped here, the fate could be imagined.

Thinking of this, Qiao Yuan put away all the magic weapons, his left eye flashed with purple light, and his right eye flashed with moon-white light.

Those grimaces saw Qiao Yuan's eyes, and their faces showed a confused look, and they kept spinning in place.

And the ghosts of the ten Jindan periods were also confused for a moment, and it was difficult to look directly at Qiao Yuan in the white light of the moon.

As for the black-haired old man and the ghost of the Yuan Infancy, they subconsciously closed their eyes, and then set off in unison, galloping forward.

The white light dissipated, and Qiao Yuan had already appeared thousands of feet away.

Behind him, there were twelve wind cyclones whistling, so fast that they were like a meteor, leaving only afterimages in the air.

"Hmph, no one has escaped from the old man's hands, and you are no exception. ”

The black-haired old man didn't surprise Qiao Yuan's escape, sneered, and chased after him faster.

A moment later, the ten ghosts of the Jindan period came back to their senses in unison, and they also launched a full speed to chase Qiao Yuan frantically.

And those grimaces were more than ten breaths later, and they returned to normal in the morning and evening, and then let out a terrible roar, condensing a black cloud the size of a thousand feet, closely following the black-haired old man.

Now Qiao Yuan's speed is comparable to that of a monk in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, and the black-haired old man frowned, it was difficult to catch up in a short period of time.

Seeing that the vegetation on the ground was getting more and more lush, and it was getting closer and closer to Donglai Kingdom, it was inevitable that there would be many dreams at night, and the black-haired old man's eyes flashed with cold light, and he directly performed the teleportation technique.

This time, the distance between the black-haired old man and Qiao Yuan was three hundred feet closer.

Seeing that the two were only a thousand feet away, the black-haired old man gritted his teeth and once again performed the teleportation technique.

This time, the black-haired old man appeared directly four hundred zhang behind Qiao Yuan, his face was slightly pale, but the sneer on the corner of his mouth was extremely calm.

The technique of teleportation consumes a lot of spiritual power, and most of the early Yuan Infant monks will regard it as a life-saving technique, and they will not use it easily.

Now the black-haired old man has performed the teleportation technique twice in a row, and half of the spiritual power in his body has been consumed in an instant, but he doesn't care, after all, there are still overwhelming ghosts behind him.

The distance of four hundred zhang is not close, it is not far away, but the black-haired old man is really difficult to close the distance with his own flight speed.

Qiao Yuan, who was rushing for his life in front of him, looked extremely calm, but he was quite anxious in his heart, and secretly said that if this old ghost didn't use teleportation, he wouldn't be able to hold on.

You must know that the spiritual power consumed to maintain the twelve wind cyclones is extremely terrifying, not to mention that he has performed the instantaneous body technique twice in a row before, and he has also activated the Flowing Moon Fan, and there is not much spiritual power left in his body.

And the reason why Qiao Yuan ran away was naturally not really to escape for his life, but to force the black-haired old man to use the teleportation technique and consume the spiritual power in his body.

After chasing and fleeing, the two had already crossed the grassland and came to a hill.

The black-haired old man knew that once he reached the Critical Mountains, things would get extremely tricky, and with gritting his teeth, he once again cast the teleportation technique and disappeared in place.

At this moment, Qiao Yuan's eyes flashed, and he also activated the instantaneous technique and disappeared in place.

A hundred feet behind Qiao Yuan's original place, the black-haired old man and Qiao Yuan appeared almost at the same time.

The black-haired old man was stunned, obviously he didn't expect Qiao Yuan not only not to run away, but to meet him, and then secretly said something was wrong, and waved his big sleeves and threw it towards him.

Qiao Yuan was waiting for this opportunity, how could he let it go in vain, and with a movement of his mind, the power of the blood of the God of War in his body quickly condensed in his right arm.

In an instant, his white fist turned blood-red, and his veins bulged and bulged, as if an extremely terrifying force was brewing in it.

At the same time, a huge arm suddenly appeared on his right arm.

The arm was extremely rough, covered with scars, and the green tendons were like dragons, and the bulging muscles seemed to contain the power to shatter mountains and rivers.

That phantom was the right arm of the God of War, which could only appear when Qiao Yuan condensed the power of blood and qi to the fullest.

From the beginning to the present, he has only condensed the phantom of the right arm of the God of War twice, the first time was in the Grass Spirit Valley, when he made a three-punch appointment with Hong Jian, and the second time was now.

From this point, it can also be seen how hard Qiao Yuan struggled against the early Yuan Infant cultivator, no matter what means he used, he had to do his best.