Yang Quan dragged his broken body and tried his best to escape, and there were eleven four-zhang tall desolate people chasing after him.

After he was injured, his speed slowed down, and the desolate man behind him was not fast in the first place, and the speed of the two sides at this time was strangely maintained at a similar level.

The pain of the broken body, the itching when repairing the body, and the sleepiness of the weak consciousness, Yang Quan was experiencing a torture at this time, and while suffering the torture, he had to try to escape.

His body had just recovered a little, and a huge bone stick flew from behind, Yang Quan tried his best to dodge, but his flexibility at this time was far less than in his heyday, he was hit by the attack a little, dangled in the air a few times, and then continued to escape...

An hour passed, Yang Quan's injuries did not improve, and the desolate man chasing behind him was always thousands of meters away, neither able to pull away, nor difficult to approach, whenever Yang Quan tried his best to open the distance, there would be desolate people in the rear throwing weapons to interfere with his escape.

Whenever this time, Yang Quan escaped from a different angle, if the desolate man who threw out the weapon went to pick up the weapon, then it would inevitably be completely pulled apart, if he didn't pick it up, he would lose the means to continue the attack, Yang Quan thought so, but soon he didn't think so, after two hours passed, this method was to get rid of the three desolate people, but the remaining desolate people also learned to be shrewd.

Instead of throwing their weapons, they began to pick up huge rocks on the ground, and some of them took a large piece directly from the mountain they passed by, and threw it from a distance of thousands of meters...

"Hum..."

"Hum..."

"Hum..."

For a while, tens of thousands of catties of stones flew in the air, and Yang Quan was horrified, this move was really ruthless!

"Bang!"

He tried his best to dodge, but some of these stones fell into the air, and some hit the silver-white shield that was already cracked, and Yang Quan tried his best to sacrifice this shield to block the remaining stones.

"Boom!"

A boulder with a diameter of nearly two zhang flew quickly, smashing heavily on the shield of the silver-white shield, Yang Quan's body was like a billiard ball that had been hit vigorously, and it suddenly accelerated for nearly a thousand meters, and the boulder shattered under the action of the huge force.

Yang Quan was a little dizzy, but he was happy in his heart, these boulders were powerful, but they were too fragile, compared with the magic weapon silver shield made of Da Luo's silver, the sturdiness was still too far behind, plus the blessing of mana, it shattered the moment of collision, and the damage caused to him was not very great, at least it was much lighter than throwing weapons, but it helped him to open up a distance of nearly a thousand meters!

"Hum..."

Some desolate people hit Yang Quan with huge rock blocks, and other desolate people followed suit and began to do the same, Yang Quan was speechless and helpless in his heart, he actually wanted to escape in such a way, and the shame was indescribable.

The monks of the Jindan period have very strong mana, but there are very few means to attack 10,000 meters away, most of them have no power, and so are these desolate people, they can't throw things away from 10,000 meters, but if they throw them at that distance, the power and accuracy will be much worse.

"As long as you're three kilometers away... There's nothing you can do about these hateful guys..."

Yang Quan gritted his teeth and held the broken silver-white shield, and at the cost of spitting out three mouthfuls of essence blood, he widened the distance between him and the desolate people chasing behind him to a distance of six or seven thousand meters, more than ten miles.

At this distance, it would be difficult for the conventional methods of those desolate people to seriously injure Yang Quan, even if he threw out the bone weapon or Hei Ge, with his own blood and qi urging, Yang Quan was more than seventy percent sure that he would completely dodge.

"After this time, the Blood Escape of the Immortal Blood Demon Skill must be learned..."

Yang Quan's heart settled down a little, for more than three hours, this feeling of standing on the tip of the knife was too uncomfortable, the top ground milk improved his physical condition a little, and the speed of escape recovered from less than fifty percent to about fifty percent, some of the desolate people in the rear ran wildly on the ground, bringing up huge smoke and dust, and some controlled the bone weapon to fly in the air with blood and qi, but the speed was a little slower than Yang Quan.

"Roar!"

Seeing that the distance had been stretched nearly 10,000 meters, Yang Quan's heart relaxed a little, and he divided some energy to recuperate his internal breath, his body was improving, and his speed was accelerating, and the group of guys behind him had no way to help themselves in theory, but suddenly a desolate man with a black Ge in his hand, seeing Yang Quan getting farther and farther away, became anxious and angry in his heart.

He lifted the black ge in his hand upside down, roared violently, slammed it in place for a full circle, and then threw the black ge out of his hand.

"Whoosh!"

This black Ge tore through the sky with a rapid speed, like a black dragon, and approached Yang Quan in the blink of an eye, Yang Quan's heart shrank suddenly, trying his best to dodge like a side, and finally he was not hit head-on.

But a scorching blood, like a red flame, swept through his whole body violently, making the chaotic aura in his body tremble, and some of the injuries that had been suppressed broke out again.

Yang Quan glanced back with hateful eyes, he was a little cowardly by nature, he liked peace in his heart, it was rare to have such hateful eyes and moods, but at this time...

"The desolate man... Is the Temple of the Forespirits? Is your holiest place? waiting for me... I'll go for a while... I will surely tear down your temple of the Ancestors... There is no point in angering the weak, I will destroy your most precious things..."

Another few hours passed, Yang Quan ran in front, and the desolate people chased behind, from the afternoon to the early morning of the next day, five or six desolate people fell behind, and the remaining few persevered, and some of the desolate people's weapons were lost, but they still ran wildly...

"The hateful Zhongzhou people are so slippery..."

"It's just the early stage of the knot, but so many of us have wasted so much time, and now we have to slip away..."

"No, we come out on behalf of the Ancestral Spirit Palace, we must not embarrass the Ancestral Spirit Palace, he is seriously injured, as long as we keep chasing him and don't give him time to recuperate, we can definitely catch up!"

The distance is getting bigger and bigger, and Yang Quan's divine sense can still see the desolate people chasing behind, but it is difficult for those desolate people to see Yang Quan, but they are still chasing after him.

After two days passed, Yang Quan completely threw off the desolate people chasing behind, and after making sure that the other party couldn't see him, he immediately changed his direction and ran, and after another three days, he was relieved, found a deserted place, opened up a temporary cave, and then immediately began to cultivate.

...

He thought that he had escaped the pursuit of the desolate people, retreated in the cave, used his mana to guide the top earth milk to repair himself, and his divine consciousness also fell into a semi-sleepy state of cultivation, and Jin Dan began to comb the chaotic breath in his body...

The injury recovered quickly, because the injuries on the physical body were top-level drops, which was not a troublesome matter at all, and the injuries of the divine consciousness were caused by the physical injuries, and they were not very serious, and after a few days of cultivation, they quickly recovered.

The remaining part of the injuries will not be solved in a short period of time, Yang Quan let out a long breath and patted his head, only then did he have time to sort out what had happened recently...

"Boom!"

The mountain rocks were shattered, the prohibition of the cave was violently destroyed, Yang Quan's spirit suddenly became tense, he hid in an inconspicuous mound, and also arranged a prohibition, was this discovered?

"Boom!"

Again, Yang Quan's divine sense, which had been confined for healing, had been completely released at this time, and a terrifying scene appeared in front of him.

A desolate man who is four feet and five feet tall, with a strong and sturdy body, with cold eyes and a black ge, is holding a black ge, holding it high, with monstrous blood, wanting to split this small mound!

"Why! Why didn't you find me..."

Yang Quan's eyes widened, and he hurriedly sacrificed the damaged silver-white shield, don't care about anything else, block this attack for the time being!!

"Wow... Boom..."

Hei Ge split a small mound of dozens of feet, and cleaved Yang Quan with his indomitable strength, and Yang Quan also sacrificed his shield in time, trying his best to stop this...