Yang Quan's divine sense swept back, it was a golden-winged Dapeng, of course, it was not the true spirit, but a creature whose bloodlines seemed to be very close, just now it broke through Yang Quan's retreat, and then took a sip on Yang Quan.

He released the armor-piercing cone and the black-whiskered wood thorn at the right time, and the golden-winged roc was hit, and the armor-piercing cone hit it, but it didn't cause much damage and impact, but the terrible thing was that it even swallowed the black-whiskered wood thorn...

Yang Quan couldn't imagine how powerful the Black Whisker Wood Thorn would be if it exploded in his body, but he knew that he had to hurry up and run, relying on the Black Whisker Thorn alone, it was unstable for him to escape, even if by chance, the other party directly swallowed his strongest killer weapon.

The golden-winged Dapeng churned in place, its wings were like the most powerful and hard magic weapon, and the mana was as turbulent as the sea, and the surrounding mountains and cliffs were hit by the seedlings, and the huge broken stones fell down, and countless trees were rolled up and thrown away by it, which was also mixed with tens of thousands of catties and maybe even hundreds of thousands of catties of boulders.

And all of this is still under its almost unconscious tossing, what makes Yang Quan feel even more chilled in his heart is that the small pool on that side has still not been subverted, and it can still remain intact under such violent power, naturally it is not that there are any hands and feet on that pool, covered with formations or prohibitions, but that the golden-winged Dapeng still has the strength to support it...

Yang Quan took advantage of this opportunity to escape with all his might, and in half an hour, he took out an unknown distance, but he felt that it should be beyond the perception of the other party, so he quickly changed his aura and continued to flee in another direction.

On the way, some demon beasts found him, and most of them took the initiative to hide, but there were also a small number of demon beasts that flew up and wanted to attack him, but Yang Quan didn't pay attention to it at all, and directly threw off the other party with a hurry.

...

In the place where Yang Quan retreated before, the golden-winged Dapeng had calmed down, standing next to the small pool, his eyes were very humane and showed hatred, the breath in his body was still not calm, it was using the power of its own golden pill to suppress the black whisker wood thorn, that thing stabbed its body with a thousand holes, and the injury was not light.

It looked at the small pool, which contained the beast blood it liked and needed the most, and the emerald green milk that was infinitely vibrant, and the attraction of these two things was so great that it almost wanted to swallow the rocks in one bite, but...

Sixth-level and above-level demon beasts, the wisdom is still not low, its bloodline is noble, and the wisdom has already been opened, this small pool is mixed with a poison, it understands it very well, so it is making a trade-off, this poison is not so terrible, at least it is not fatal, at least not as attractive as those two things.

Even with the addition of the black whisker thorn that still existed in its body, it could be suppressed, but if it swallowed this thing, it would be difficult for it to catch up with anyone who had escaped before.

Look at Yang Quan, who is far away, the attraction of that monk is still not as high as this small pond, if it leaves to chase it, it may be stolen and eaten by other demon beasts around it.

...

Yang Quan stopped and fled, he wanted to take a little rest, and he escaped for a full twenty hours, running desperately in the middle, and also provoked some guys who didn't dare to provoke on weekdays.

Until now, he has fled more than two thousand miles, and he has only been a little relieved, at this time he is embarrassed, the mana in his body is exhausted, and the Taoist robe on his body has not burned out, so he took out spare clothes from the storage bag and put them on himself.

“...”

He was silent, he lost a lot of net worth, and by pressing the bottom of the box, there was only one black whisker wood thorn left, two armor-piercing cones, and seven or eight more Yin Soul Needles, but he even lost the guardian formation and the concealment formation, and the future was not easy, and it was probably impossible to rest in the wilderness.

"It's been less than a year... The things I brought consumed so much..."He had a headache, covered his forehead and was even a little annoyed, the second layer of the Immortal Blood Demon Skill, and even took a few more steps, his strength improved a little again, but this time he was almost killed by the demon beast in the retreat, which really made him very uncomfortable.

The formation, the black whisker wood thorn, the armor-piercing cone, the venom, and a large jar of more than a small bottle of top-grade ground milk, the loss this time made him really depressed.

"Forget it, it's all foreign... At least I'm alive..."

He comforted himself that escaping from the hands of at least seventh-level demon beasts would probably become the capital for many people to brag and show off, but Yang Quan was not happy at all, his pragmatism was very serious, and the only one who listened carefully to his bragging, Luo Qianqian, was his second apprentice.

"There will be no formation in the future, so we can only arrange some prohibitions. ”

Annoyed for a while, Yang Quan no longer complained about anything, and began to think about his current situation, as early as when Lingtian of the Imperial Spirit Sect was doing miscellaneous labor, he knew the importance of adjusting his mentality, he could have a temper, and if he had a grievance in his heart, he would definitely complain, but he couldn't be endless, this was his requirement for himself.

The second layer of the Immortal Blood Demon Skill is in, and if he goes to the next layer, he will be able to condense the Blood Pill, which can be regarded as entering the Dan Formation Period, but that is not his purpose, and the Blood Demon Skill will be in great trouble.

"Then the only things I can continue to cultivate are the Demon Demon Refining Divine Technique and the Dutian Sacrifice Spiritual Technique, and the others are either impossible to help me now, or the conditions are insufficient... I still have a little less exercises in my hands. ”

He has a lot of exercises in his hands, and there are too few exercises that can be improved in the False Dan realm, and the Fish Leaping Hidden Dragon Determination can also be used, but here, he can't get all the medicinal materials he needs.

"But it's pretty much the same, these two exercises happen to be the most suitable here. ”

Yang Quan was sitting next to a clear spring stream, sitting for his future plans, and suddenly raised his eyebrows, and a wave of anger erupted:

"Still chasing!"

"I really thought I was scared of you!"

He was a little angry, his divine sense sensed the breath of a demon beast, it was a fifth-level demon beast, the last one he encountered when he escaped, he thought that if he threw off this distance, the other party would give up, but he didn't expect to really chase after him.

The other party obviously didn't know his specific location yet, and he didn't track him, because Yang Quan was very fast, but he was definitely searching for him.

"Boom. ”

He raised his head and drank a sip of diluted milk to restore his mana, and then flew into the air angrily, and the demon beast that was searching this way suddenly spotted him and pounced on him.

This is a pheasant, not big in size, only a few zhang, but the strength is very good, stronger than the average fifth-level demon beast, which can be distinguished from the breath.

"You brute doesn't know what to do, I have to stew you today!"

Yang Quan pinched the law in his hand, sacrificed the blue light sword, in order to fight quickly, even the blood marks on his wrist began to condense, to deal with the fifth-level demon beast, he felt that he didn't need all fifty or sixty blood marks, so he condensed more than a dozen fourth-level and fifth-level blood marks, and then stimulated them in one fell swoop.

"Whoosh!"

"Click!"

Under the command of Yang Quan's divine consciousness strength at this time, the blue light sword was not at all something that a fifth-level demon beast could completely resist, plus there was a blood thorn first, and the five thunder spells were assisted, and the pheasant couldn't survive even half an hour, and was directly killed by Yang Quan.

"Hmph!

Yang Quan convulsed the blood of the beast, took out the dead air, and even began to pick the skin and pull the hair, at this time he was not in a good mood, saying that if you stewed, you will stew you! And I haven't eaten for a long time, and the seasonings I brought have not been used yet, because he likes to eat, and he doesn't like to make it himself...