It was just a quarter of an hour, the black Jiao couldn't support it, and the blood flowing all over his body flew out of the black mist, and Yang Quan pinched the soul seal without hesitation and slapped it.

"Boom!"

The black Jiao was only more than twenty feet into the air, and was smashed back by Yang Quan at once, and before it landed on the ground, a tall figure walked out of the black mist, and the strong arm in the depths grabbed the black Jiao, and then the bone rod moved again!

"Quack!"

There was a sound of bones breaking from Heijiao's body, and his head was also hammered hard.

However, the vitality of this black Jiao is very tenacious in the end, seeing that it was held by people and unable to break free, it also launched a desperate struggle, reflexively coiled on the desolate man's body, and the limbs, claws and dragon mouth tore the mouth on the desolate man's body, even with the desolate physical fitness, under the bite of the seventh-level demon beast Heijiao, it was not easy, and the body was full of blood.

The claws and mouthparts of the seventh-level demon beast are comparable to all kinds of magic weapons, and Jiao is a demon beast that is known for its flesh, and the claws of its limbs are extremely sharp, much stronger and sharper than ordinary magic weapons!

Yang Quan stood in the air and watched coldly, this black Jiao was just dying and fighting back, his brain made up some wind and waves, with him watching in the air, the black Jiao didn't even have a chance to escape

"Roar!"

"Hmm..."

The black Jiao fought with the desolate man, coiling on the desolate man's body like a black python, and the claws of his limbs were deeply embedded in the desolate flesh and blood

The leader of the desolate people was not ambiguous, although the flesh and blood on his body were blurred, he still reached out and grabbed the horn of the black Jiao from his back, and slammed the mana, pulling the horn of the black Jiao alive.

One person and one beast fight to madness, the desolate people hunt demon beasts all the year round, this injury is very serious in the eyes of most people, but it is a very common thing for the desolate people, obviously the body is stained red with blood, and the flesh and blood are splashed, but it is a cold appearance that does not care.

Yang Quan's divine sense looked at the desolate man lying on the ground over there, with a few big holes in his body, he originally looked dying, but at this time, he miraculously regained a little vitality, as if he was dead again.

"The desolate vitality is really strong..."Yang Quan sighed secretly in his heart, he was not worried at this time, after having the natal magic weapon, he was sure to take the four-zhang tall desolate man, and looking at the desolate man over there now, after he cleaned up the black Jiao, most of the time he would not have much strength.

Another quarter of an hour passed, and the desolate man ended the hand-to-hand combat, he tore the black Jiao off his body, and then the bone rod was picked off several times, completely ending the life of the black Jiao.

Yang Quan approached from the air, the leader of the desolate people was holding a bone stick, most of the flesh and blood on his body were turned out, and the blood was still gurgling outward in many places, but his momentum did not decrease at all, and he turned around to confront Yang Quan, and his eyes were full of coldness.

"The courage is good, but it's a pity that you still have to do it after all, after all, you provoked me first!" Yang Quan snorted coldly in his heart when he saw this scene, and unceremoniously began to do it.

"Huh..."

The three sword pills went out separately to attack the leader of the desolate people, and the leader of the desolate people glared angrily, ignoring the three sword pills at all, and talked about the big stick without drumming, and came over with a lot of blood!

"Hum..."

Under the urging of the blood qi, the distance covered by the bone rod became very long, and when the sword pill descended on the body of the desolate man, Yang Quan also sacrificed a silver shield to block in front of him.

This was the first time he had fought with a magic weapon, and he wanted to test the power of the silver shield.

"Bang!"

The protective shield held up by the silver shield shattered, and Yang Quan was smashed out of a distance of more than twenty zhang by a huge force, and the mana of his body could not be quickly condensed within half a breath!

"Humph!"

Yang Quan snorted, he probably understood the power of the desolate man when he moved the bone stick, and also judged the protective ability of the silver-white shield, although the protective shield was broken, but ninety percent of the power of the bone stick was blocked, and he was shocked.

And the leader of the desolate people was even more miserable, the flesh and blood on his body were turned out, bleeding continuously, and this time there were three more fist-sized blood holes, and when the other party was about to talk about the bone stick again, the sword pill once again pierced the other party's body.

Although the leader of this desolate man is very unconvinced, but he is helpless, no matter how resolute he is spiritually, his body always has a limit to endure, even if he tries his best to ignore the serious injuries on his body, and uses the bone weapon to hit Yang Quan again, it can only be hollowed, if he doesn't want to try the protective ability of the silver-white shield, he can't pick Yang Quan's first stick.

The battle only lasted less than half a quarter of an hour, and Yang Quan saw the right time, and several soul suppression seals were filmed, knocking out the leader of the desolate people who had already been reluctant, and then began to use demonic methods to search for souls.

The heir of the leader of the desolate man in the distance had recovered a little at this time, and he struggled to come over when he saw this scene, but he was helpless, his injuries were too serious to get over at all.

Yang Quan came to the side of the leader of the desolate people, flew into the air and put his hand on the center of his eyebrows, and then the demonic energy on his body was revealed, and he began to search for souls.

“...”

Yang Quan's face was originally quite calm, but during the soul search, his brows suddenly moved slightly, and then he suddenly showed a hint of joy.

Opening his eyes, Yang Quan was still thinking about the information he had just gotten from the soul search, this desolate man had an unexpected identity, he had been from the same tribe as the firmament, and it seemed that he had grown up in the same batch, and in his sea of knowledge, he had indeed seen a young woman who looked like a Zhongzhou person, although the picture obtained by the soul search was very blurry, but Yang Quan was sure that it was Qianqian!

The reason why it is certain is because Qianqian's clothes are very familiar to him, and because next to Qianqian, there is also a desolate man who is close to three feet tall - Xishui!

It is said that in the Canglong tribe, he is the most cursed desolate person, and he is extremely valued by the high-level of the Canglong tribe, because Xishui can learn the way of cultivating immortals in Zhongzhou Rao!

Not only that, the stream can also be cultivated in the wilderness, it can be carried out simultaneously, although the two kinds of cultivation are not very popular at this time, but it makes the high-level of the Canglong tribe very concerned, if the desolate people can double cultivate, then their rise can be unstoppable!

Although it will spend more time on cultivation than other cultivators, once this kind of dual cultivation has achieved results, then it will definitely be much stronger, at least it can enhance the original desolation means.

"The quasi-high priest of the Canglong tribe..."Yang Quan silently recited in his heart, this is the status of Xishui at this time, with Qianqian and some captive Zhongzhou people, shuttling back and forth in various tribes, teaching the people of the Canglong tribe to learn prohibitions and formations.

Half a year ago, Xishui had been to this tribe, and he was accompanied by a master sent by the main clan to protect his safety, judging from the memory of this desolate leader, the strength of the guard was very strong, close to five zhang high...

"Anyway, at least Qianqian was alive half a year ago... Is there still a chance to live now, that's enough... As for that guard..."Yang Quan thought about it, most of the desolate people of that height could not be defeated, close to five zhang high, it was equivalent to the realm of the Great Perfection in the late stage of Jindan, and he was only in the early stage of Jindan.

"If you can't fight, you won't fight, my purpose is just to rescue Qianqian, there can be many means... Find it first!"

Thinking of this, Yang Quan glanced at the two desolate people on the ground, and had neither the intention of killing nor curing, and directly set up a light and went away...

It's been the third month since he entered the Desolate Territory, and it is not bad to have such a harvest, Yang Quan continued to walk towards the north according to the news from the leader of the Desolate People's Soul Search.

For example, the county lord and others, most of the top combat power of the barren people are on the front line to confront Xiyuan, and the most powerful kind of barren people in the rear are less than five zhang, and even the tribes whose leaders are more than three zhang high are not many, which also makes Yang Quan's infiltration very smooth, and basically did not attract the attention of any big clans.