More than 500 miles away, on a Gobi in Tianfeng County, the whistling wind was blowing, Gu Qingzu had a huge figure of ten zhang, which seemed to emerge out of thin air, like a hill falling, booming, smashed into the pile of rocks, and crushed hundreds of wind-blown and sun-dried rocks into powder.

Large clouds of sand and dust were immediately lifted and dispersed in all directions.

Gu Qing forcibly supported his huge body, turned over, his red eyes looked at the dark sky falling like a waterfall, and his eyes were flowing above the picturesque stars.

He let out a long sigh of relief.

Immediately, he mobilized his divine consciousness and glanced at the blood-colored flames burning on his body, which had faded to a dark tone.

It was still burning, melting the rocks beneath him, but the flames had turned from black to crimson.

The color of this flame showed that the majestic gray power that had filled his body before, which could be drawn from the fingers of the ruins, had been completely exhausted after he fought with the dozens of zhang phantom condensed in the sky by the foundation building cultivation that he had made later.

Gu Qing's heart moved.

His huge body shrank rapidly, shrinking along with the black robes on his body, and soon returned to his normal size.

He stood up, glanced at his lowered arm, and clenched his fist sharply, but there was a piercing pain.

Gu Qing's eyelids jumped slightly.

He then condensed this arm with his divine sense, and when he investigated it carefully, his eyelids jumped again, only to see that on the golden bones of this arm, hundreds of cracks of all sizes were densely covered, and the bones of his arm were broken almost inch by inch, so it was not miserable.

Gu Qing secretly said in his heart:

'The person who shot out of the air, the cultivation is really terrifying! Just a phantom condensed in the air, and it almost killed me! It should be the cultivation of the middle and even late stages of foundation building! It is by no means a cultivator of the Yudan realm, if it is a cultivation of the Yudan, there is no way for me to escape.

He glanced around.

The Gobi here is very empty, the vegetation is sparse, and the strangely shaped black and brown trees are extremely dry.

Even if his fall stirred up a large cloud of smoke and dust, but the aura nearby was extremely thin, such a place is not to say that a monk, even the most ordinary spirit can hardly give birth to half of it, it is because of the movement caused by his fall, at most it attracts a few bold mortal people to come to check.

Gu Qing found a dead forest, sat under the tree, and thought silently: "The person who shot out of the air should not chase after him, unless that person's divine sense can cover a radius of more than five hundred miles."

"Now, I just want to find a way to let Li Hengyang launch the means to stay on me, and then urge the third-order shifting charm to run away, otherwise, Li Hengyang's means will stay on me, what can I do even if I leave the country of karma?" Still trapped in the middle of it!

Gu Qing still felt that Li Hengyang must have left some means on him, and as time passed, he even became more and more sure of his imaginative and unreliable speculation.

He narrowed his eyes.

He turned his head and looked at the direction of the Wind Valley: "How can I get Li Hengyang to launch the means that will remain on me?"

Think about it.

Gu Qing got up.

He peeled off the black robe that was clinging to the flesh on his body.

This kind of black robe, although the material is very ordinary, the price is relatively low, except for the dust avoidance, there is almost no other benefit, but after all, it is a robe, a robe.

The robes and robes are all woven of silk spit out by the spirit silkworm, and no matter how low the grade is, they all have quite good malleability.

Even Gu Qing's figure, which had previously risen to ten zhang, still hadn't completely destroyed this black robe.

If it weren't for the foundation building cultivation that was launched later, this robe would have been cultivated with aura for a period of time, and there would be no problem in taking it out and wearing it again.

After Gu Qing took off the black robe, he took off the dark red scabbard, the golden animal skin, and his storage bag that were attached to this robe.

After removing these three things, his brow furrowed, and he already noticed that something was wrong

, He popped out a few dust removal techniques, landed on the dark red scabbard, and the golden animal skin, took a closer look, and found that there was nothing wrong with these two treasures.

It's just that his storage bag, which contains ten square spaces, is as if it has been torn apart by a huge force, and it is a small half.

Gu Qing's divine sense reached over him.

Immediately, he shook his head and sighed.

This has been with him for many years in a storage bag. It had been completely damaged, and the clothes of the outer disciples of the Xianhe Sect inside, as well as the deacon's seal, many jade slips, and messengers, had all been lost at this moment.

'It's not a big loss.

It's just a pity that those messengers didn't have to be.

Gu Qing's mind moved, and he put the damaged black robe and storage bag into the stone tablet space, cleaned up his body with the dust removal technique, and popped out a fireball technique to calcine the cleaned stains, and then took out a brand-new black robe from the stone tablet space and put it on his body indiscriminately.

He took the crimson scabbard and the golden skin in his bosom and headed north.

At this time.

Gu Qing was not too far away from Tianbei County, his inferior magic weapon flying sword had been destroyed, and the yellow wind talisman painted on the seal had been consumed, so he had to urge the spiritual power in his body, cast the dragon sword step, and fled close to the ground.

'That being the case, then I will slowly move out of the range of Tianfeng County, I don't know when Li Hengyang will shoot at me, just respond to all changes without changing, in case the foundation building cultivator who shot before catches up again, or other strong people who have noticed the change in Shangchu City, come to chase and kill me, I will urge this little shift charm to run away again!

Gu Qing thought about it.

His intact arm was already tightly clasped with four spirit runes in his hand, and these four spirit runes, two of which were second-order low-grade talismans, one was a second-order mid-grade small transfer talisman, and the last one was a third-order mid-grade shifting talisman.

If you want to run, you can use all four runes.

The blood-colored spiritual power of the ninth layer of Qi refining flowed among the hundreds of bones around him, and on his arm with cracked bones, wounds between the skin and flesh were closed, and blood was gradually no longer spilling out.

Sensing this, Gu Qing's heart moved, and he reined in the Blood Burning Secret Technique, and immediately the arm that was not lightly injured trembled slightly, and the blood flames that flowed on it quickly dissolved, and soon all of them were extinguished.

After obtaining the ancient demon inheritance, Gu Qing's cultivation of several blood-burning secret techniques was basically sent and received by his heart, and there was no loss, and of course, there was no improvement in his strength.

At most, let the blood that flowed out turn into blood-colored flames and burn out, so as to prevent other monks from getting his blood.

As for the reason for this change, according to Gu Qing's guess, it was that the level of these several blood-burning secret techniques was not high enough, and it seemed that he would have to find a relatively high-end blood-burning secret technique in the future.

Gu Qing felt the blood-colored spiritual power in his body, warming the wound on this arm, he turned his head and glanced at the slowly healing flesh buds above the wound.

The loss of his ancient demon power is not small, if it is left behind, this little flesh injury, healing is a matter of a few breaths.

Escape.

Half a day passed in a hurry.

Gu Qing was already hundreds of miles away from the next place.

He used the Dragon Sword Step, all the way to the edge of Tianfeng County, found a small abandoned earthen city, stood on the narrow wall of disrepair, and looked at Tianbei County shrouded in yellow sand in the distance.

This place is only a few dozen miles away from Tianbei County.

Gu Qing glanced back at the direction of Wind Valley for a few moments, he jumped off the earth city and continued to walk towards the direction of Tianbei County.

The wind of Tianfeng County can already afford the word cold.

Especially against the wind, in a state of high-speed escape.

The scenery on both sides quickly receded in his eyes, and the oncoming wind carried countless fine grit.

These fine gravels are like knives, enough to blow the skin and flesh of ordinary people, so that they cannot breathe normally, and even scrape off all the skin and flesh, and blow all the bones around their bodies apart.

Even if it's low

Rank cultivators, if they don't protect their bodies with spiritual power, it will still be difficult to endure the strong wind wrapped in grit, but for Gu Qing, who can be regarded as rough skin and thick flesh, it is only a feeling like tickling.

But this little wind in Tianfeng County, compared to not far ahead, that year, two seasons, either the long yellow sand full of sky, or the wind and snow like a sword in Tianbei County, can be called gentle.

Gu Qing walked all the way from the next door, stepping on the night like water, and met groups of monks.

Looking at the way these monks dressed, it was not difficult to distinguish which ones were monks from the five northwestern countries and which were monks from other countries, in short, no matter where the monks were, they were all heading back to the Valley of the Winds.

It was Gu Qing's outlier that attracted the attention of many monks, especially the several caravans he encountered along the way, each of which would scan him fiercely with a wary look.

He hadn't met any familiar faces.

Gu Qing had already recovered his original appearance. Look at the book

At present, although his ancient demon power is basically unusable, it is not that he can't even change the muscle lines and make a slight change in his appearance, but he has no need to hide his identity.

The boundary between Tianbei County and Tianfeng County will soon be reached.

Gu Qing stood here, the long night was about to pass, the sky was already cloudy, and a red sun was rising in the distance, sprinkling thousands of radiance, sweeping his cheeks and reflecting his eyes.

Gu Qing couldn't help but squint slightly.

He suddenly remembered that that day, under the operation of Sun Sheng's old dog, he was sent to outside Hanshan City in Tianbei County to guard the spiritual vein that was hollowed out by Sun Sheng's grandson Sun Yushan.

The remnant sun shines on that day.

Today, the sun is shining.

Gu Qing suddenly felt like he was carrying a boulder, and the elongated shadow behind him seemed to be covered with a layer of steaming heat, slightly distorted, and black qi permeated from the shadow's head.

This black qi gradually turned into a cloud of mist, and it changed rapidly for a moment, condensing the phantom of an old man with a cold face, this old man's face was pale, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and he looked at Gu Qing fixedly.

"It is true that a person with a great opportunity can see through the old man's methods, and when he was looking for the old man to fight with Lei Wanjun, he intended to get out, which is really extraordinary, but no matter how high your mind is, in the face of absolute strength, it is just a futile struggle."

The phantom of the old man with a cold face had not spoken, and a slightly familiar voice had already sounded in Gu Qing's ears.