In Yang Quan's heart, 10,000 alpacas galloped by, what kind of secret technique is this? Obviously they are all about to die, how can they suddenly become strong again?

He had a retreat in his heart, at this time his mana consumption had already passed half, and there was only one armor-piercing cone left at the bottom of the box, and even the five thunder talismans were not much left, and this black Jiao had actually returned to its original momentum, how could this be beaten?

"It shouldn't be possible to restore the heyday, that's too against the sky, it should be the Jiao clan's talent secret technique, this black Jiao is covered with blood mist, so its talent secret technique should be related to blood..."

"This secret technique shouldn't last..."

Yang Quan panicked for a moment, and quickly settled down, he knew that this black Jiao couldn't be so rebellious, and this secret technique wouldn't last long.

Hei Jiao quickly attacked, even if it used the innate secret technique, it didn't feel that it could run past Yang Quan, so after the secret technique was useful, it had to make every effort to kill Yang Quan, and then devour it, maybe it could also make up for its own secret magic damage.

"Boy, be my blood food!"

The blood mist filled the hole in Heijiao's body, allowing it to temporarily recover its physical state, and came to Yang Quan's side, attacking frantically with its limbs.

For a while, Yang Quan's ink ring shield was in danger, he didn't have time to think about it, and quickly avoided it, this black Jiao used this secret technique, it didn't last long, he didn't need to fight hard, at most half an hour, this black Jiao would inevitably weaken, and when the time came, wouldn't it be as simple as picking peanuts?

And his speed is faster than Heijiao, this is of course the best choice, at this time, only fools fight hard, as long as you keep a good distance, so that Heijiao can't attack you, and you won't lose it, that's good.

"Smack!"

The black Jiao flicked its tail, and Yang Quan flew out directly with his strength, and when the black Jiao wanted to approach again, Yang Quan dodged directly backwards.

Hei Jiao pounced, first stunned for a moment, and then became furious, understanding Yang Quan's thoughts, this is to consume himself, and wait until his secret technique is over, and then come to pick up the leak.

"Whoa! Damn it!"

"Despicable!"

"Boy..."

In the face of Heijiao's rage, Yang Quan sneered disdainfully, what is despicable or despicable, you are here to kill me, and now you are going to be killed by me, do you still want me to let you go?

Of course, although Yang Quan's speed was faster than that of Black Jiao, it was impossible to completely avoid the opponent's attack.

"Smack!"

"Boom!"

Although he was dodging, Yang Quan was not idle, and the remaining rune paper in his hand was all activated one by one, and he hit it out, in order to accelerate the consumption of the blood mist around Hei Jiao's body.

When it was time for one person and one Jiao to fight hard, Hei Jiao wanted to kill Yang Quan before he was weak, and Yang Quan was also desperate, he was under Hei Jiao's desperate attack, and his mana was consumed quickly.

The cyan flying sword flew up and down, Yang Quan dodged and did not fight hard with the black Jiao, and at the same time pinched the magic seal in his hand and constantly used the thunder attribute Dao technique to counterattack, just dodge, the consumption may be smaller, but the other party's consumption is also smaller, it is better to fight back while dodging, if the opponent's blood mist is used to resist Yang Quan's Dao attack, it will also be consumed.

In this barren wilderness, the blood mist was churning in mid-air, the blue light was flickering, and there was no thunder falling, and the intensity of this battle was no less than the previous battle.

This is the hardest battle since Yang Quan cultivated immortals, and he still had time to worry about whether the other party's master would suddenly come, but at this time, all his thoughts were devoted to the battle in front of him, the flying shuttle under his feet was flexible and changeable, and the more he used the Dao technique in his hand, the more flexible he became, and his control over the flying sword was getting stronger and stronger.

Although the strength of the divine consciousness has not increased, whether or not you have experienced a bloody battle, the mastery of magic weapons is still different, and only under such conditions can you use your divine consciousness to the extreme.

Half an hour later, the mana in Yang Quan's body was less than one-third, but the blood mist around Hei Jiao's body was consumed again, revealing his originally scarred body.

At this time, Heijiao had already understood that it was going to fold here, and there was no reason to be spared, after a big battle, he thought it was an opportunity for him to enter the sixth-level demon beast, but he didn't want to become the way he fell.

"It's time for it to end. Yang Quan's mana in his body was thin at this time, his body was ragged and gray-faced, and the hand holding the ink ring was also trembling slightly, but his face was calm.

The blood mist on Heijiao's body dissipated, and it was difficult to even maintain his flight, and he landed on the ground with only a breath left, looking at the blue light sword flying towards him, and closed his eyes...

Yang Quan condensed the power of his divine sense, and began to draw his soul on the head of the black Jiao who was dying, and a mass of invisible things was held in his hand, if he looked at it with his divine sense, he would find that it was a very illusory little Jiao, trembling in Yang Quan's hand.

Yang Quan closed his eyes and began to search for souls, and after two quarters of an hour, he breathed a sigh of relief...

Thousands of miles away, a middle-aged man with a purple crown also breathed a sigh of relief, he held a humanoid soul in his hand, and with a slight pinch, the soul suddenly disappeared...

"It wasn't what I feared, I just accidentally got a Taiyi Talisman, and I was scared to death... Huh?!"

The purple-crowned middle-aged man was originally relieved, but the next moment his eyebrows were raised, he took out the spirit beast ring from the storage bag, and the next moment, the spirit beast ring broke by itself...

"Black Jiao turned out to be... Dead...?"

...

The Qingguang Sword split the body of Heijiao, then put the body back into the storage bag, swallowed two pills, and Yang Quan quickly began to escape.

He had already learned from the soul search for Heijiao just now that Heijiao was chasing him, not by tracking and prohibiting, but by relying on his racial talent, but when the middle-aged man with the purple crown attacked his own group, he only had time to ban Deacon Huang, and the others were too late.

The reason why Hei Jiao was able to catch up with him was purely by virtue of his own talent, and now Yang Quan was relieved. Although there is not much mana in his body, Yang Quan is still trying his best to fly.

The middle-aged man with the purple crown couldn't track him, but he could sense the approximate location of the black jiao, and he had to get out of here now.

A day later, Yang Quan stopped in a secret place, the mana in his body was already extremely meager and he was about to be unable to suppress erysipelas, so he had to stop and recover his mana and state.

Taking out several sets of formations in the storage ring, Yang Quan hurriedly arranged them, and then began to meditate.

The crisis is over, Hei Jiao is dead, and the middle-aged man can't find him, but Yang Quan still has a hidden worry in his heart, who is the person who used his divine sense to talk to him when he was caught up by Hei Jiao?

What kind of person can lurk around you without even noticing?

"Restore some mana first, and then take a closer look at me...".

He had some suspicions in his heart, but now that his strength was at its lowest, it was better not to act rashly for now, and wait until he recovered some mana.

The previous voice was very vague, and men, women, and children couldn't hear it clearly, but Yang Quan felt that his guess was mostly correct.