Since it was decided to chase, the ghost He Zhenren did not have any delay, directly threw out the flying spirit weapon, and chased the black water demon snake in the direction they fled. He could sense that Guixia Zhenren and Qingyang were not very far away from him, his flying spirit weapon was a superb spirit weapon, and its speed was much faster than that of ordinary flying spirit weapons, as long as he didn't delay, he should be able to catch up with them soon.

This spiritual weapon was personally handed over to Ghost He Zhenjun before he came, and he probably would never have thought that this flying spiritual weapon would eventually become an accomplice in the pursuit of his daughter.

Putting aside how the ghost and the real person pursued for the time being, Qingyang and the real person of the ghost Xia escaped for dozens of miles all the way, seeing that they had already come out of the black water pool, Qingyang finally couldn't help it, and said: "The real person of the ghost is about to catch up, in order to avoid being caught up, we might as well flee separately?" ”

Listening to Qingyang's proposal, Ghost He Zhenren said without thinking: "Okay, I also have this plan, we couldn't beat Ghost He Zhenren with the help of Ghost Bird Zhenren before, and now we are not opponents, if we flee separately, we have a better chance of survival." ”

Seeing that the ghost Xia Zhenren agreed so happily, Qingyang couldn't help but be stunned, but thinking about it, the other party was born in the big family of Ghost Valley, and his father was a Yuanying monk, maybe he also had some life-saving means on his body, but he was embarrassed to use it in front of him, so he waited for Qingyang to leave.

"That's the case, Guixia Zhenren, we'll have a date later."

After finishing speaking, Qingyang flew towards the left front, Guixia Zhenren was a little reluctant, she had a hunch that once the two separated this time, it was unlikely that she would meet Qingyang again in the future, but she also knew that because her father had told Guihe Zhenren about killing people and killing people, Qingyang could not have any intersection with their family in order to save her life. Ghost Xia Zhenren glanced in the direction where Qingyang flew away, sighed softly, and turned around and flew towards the right front.

Qingyang flew forward for more than ten miles, feeling safe enough, and was about to temporarily hide in the drunken immortal, a figure suddenly galloped from behind, it was none other than that ghost He Zhenren, Qingyang couldn't help but secretly scream bad luck, why did this guy catch up with him?

Just one step away, if the ghost is a real person one step late, he will hide in the drunken immortal gourd, and now the other party has obviously seen him, and if he hides in the drunken immortal gourd, the secret will be exposed.

Qingyang is not afraid that the ghost He Zhenren will wait for the rabbit, he snatched the Lingying Heshou Pill, worried that Youmu Zhenjun will find trouble, and if he can't find Qingyang, he will definitely not stay here, or it is important to escape. What Qingyang is afraid of is that the ghost He Zhenjun will be caught by Yuki Zhenjun and leak the secret to Yuki Zhenjun, and the matter will be a big deal, and now he can only continue to flee forward to see if there are other opportunities.

The better thing is that only the ghost He real person caught up this time, and the black water demon snake did not follow, it should be chasing the ghost Xia real person, and the danger is at least half smaller.

Dispelling the idea of temporarily hiding in the drunken immortal gourd, Qingyang ran the true yuan to urge the wind gourd, and flew forward with all his might, but the level of the royal wind gourd was not as good as the best flying spirit weapon of the ghost He real person, and the speed was slower than the other party, so as time went by, the distance between the two sides became closer and closer.

Qingyang is also a little anxious, what can I do? Do you really want to risk exposing the drunken immortals to hide in? As for the desperateness, Qingyang was not sure at all, when he dealt with the ghost dust real person, he used almost all the means, and only seriously injured the other party, this ghost He real person's cultivation is higher, and it has reached the level of Jindan consummation, and it is even more difficult to deal with it, not to mention the previous battle, the iron arm spirit monkey and the alcoholic bee were damaged, and they couldn't exert their peak strength.

Qingyang sorted out all his existing means, and the one that had a lethal effect on the Jindan Consummation Ghost He Zhenren was the Five Elements Sword Formation, but he had just used it once before when dealing with the Ghost Dust Zhenren, and the Divine Mind True Yuan was almost consumed, and at this time, even half of it was not recovered, and it was impossible to use it a second time, and even if it could be used, Qingyang did not feel that the Five Elements Sword Formation could severely damage the other party.

For a while, Qingyang didn't know what to do, just when he was at a loss, a large fog suddenly appeared in front of him, and the thick fog couldn't be seen at a glance, not only could he not see through his eyes, but even his divine thoughts couldn't pass through, and he didn't know what was inside.

Seeing this mist, Qingyang was immediately overjoyed, it is really an endless road, this fog can block the sight and divine thoughts, as long as he hides in the mist, the ghost He Zhenren will not be able to find himself for a while, and he can't delay too much in the ruins, and he will definitely give up if he can't find anyone.

As for whether there will be danger inside the fog, Qingyang thinks that even if there is, it will not be more dangerous than the outside, right? If there is really any danger, it is a big deal to hide in the drunken immortal gourd, thinking of this, Qingyang turned his head and glanced at the ghost He Zhenren, and then rushed towards the mist.

Of course, Guihe Zhenren also saw the fog in front of him, and also guessed Qingyang's intentions, he really wanted to catch Qingyang before he entered the fog, but unfortunately he calculated it, with the current speed and distance between the two sides, no matter what method was used at this time, it was impossible to catch up.

Ghost He Zhenren was suddenly angry, this fog did not appear sooner or later, but it appeared at this time, it is really unreasonable. In order to catch this Qingyang kid, he even handed over the real person of the ghost to the Black Water Demon Snake to chase, but it took so much effort, and in the end it was still a little worse.

Seeing that Qingyang was the first to rush into the mist, Ghost He Zhenren was extremely unwilling in his heart, no, he couldn't let him go easily, not to mention the treasures of this Qingyang kid, just his fourth layer of Jindan can severely damage the Ghost Dust Zhenren of the ninth layer of Jindan, if he cultivates a little more, I am afraid that he is not his opponent, and he must take this opportunity to completely solve him.

Isn't it the fog that obscures sight and thoughts? What can be the big deal? That Qingyang kid dared to go in, didn't he dare to be a Jindan Consummation Monk?

Then Guihe Zhenren gritted his teeth, and rushed towards the fog in front of him with Qingyang, but just when he was about to step into the fog with one foot, a thought suddenly flashed in his heart, how could this scene be so familiar? Yes, I remembered that before I came, Yuki Zhenjun specially explained to himself that there was a dead place in this mist, and he resolutely couldn't go in.

Ghost He Zhenren's face suddenly changed, and the underworld in his body suddenly reversed, and at the same time, there was a sudden pause under his feet, and a piercing friction sound came, Ghost He Zhenren stopped his body rushing forward, and his feet stopped at the edge of the misty area, because he rushed too violently before, and the brakes were too urgent at this time, and the qi and blood in Ghost He Zhenren's body were tumbling and boiling, and he didn't calm down for a long time.