All of a sudden, the monks scattered, but there were still many greedy monks who retreated to safety and watched intently to see if it was possible to seize the spear.

As for the so-called divine and evil soldiers, some Yuan Infant Monks didn't care too much about this, as long as it was powerful.

The corpse golem was armed with a spear, his eyes were blank, and he let the blood splatter on his robe, adding a dark color to the blood red, which looked terrifying.

After killing the Jindan Great Perfection monk, the corpse puppet did not stop, and turned his head to focus on a Jindan late-stage female cultivator who was only a hundred feet away from him and was running away quickly.

Hearing the sound of a whining sound breaking through the sky, the corpse golem leaned forward, with the spear in his hand in front of it, looking like the spear was flying with the corpse golem.

But in a breath, a bloody scene was staged again, and the corpse puppet holding a spear was like a god of death harvesting life, all of them were killed with one shot.

On the other side, the Yuan Ying of Blood Hongzi hid in the old man's corpse puppet in time, controlled the old man's corpse puppet with secret methods, and attacked the middle-aged man's corpse puppet.

The other three mid-Yuan Infant monks also attacked the middle-aged man's corpse puppet in unison.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, those Jindan stage monks breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly fled into the distance.

The four mid-Yuan Infant monks besieged the middle-aged man's corpse puppet together, and even if he held a spear in his hand, it was still difficult to resist.

In just a moment, the corpse golem was scarred, but it swung its spear at the slightest speed.

It wasn't until after a cup of tea, when the corpse puppet was destroyed by the four men, that the spear broke away and wanted to fly into the distance.

Seeing this, all four of them spread out at full speed and grabbed the spear, but the spear seemed to have eyes, and in the blink of an eye, it flew upwards into the clouds.

Then he spun a few times, and at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye, he roared towards the east.

At this moment, there are less than twenty monks left in Anpingpo, and almost most of them are Yuan Infant monks.

Seeing that the spear flew away again, the monks hesitated, some chose to continue the chase, others sighed and turned away, and others stayed where they were, wanting to see who could get the spear in the end.

The four of them, including Xuehongzi, barely had any hesitation, and they all chased after them at full speed, but in just two or three breaths, there was no figure at all.

On the other side, Qiao Yuan and Qinglian had already converged and were galloping towards the east, along the way, they surprisingly did not encounter any obstacles, and now they were hundreds of miles away from Anping Slope.

"Qiao Yuan, when you saw that spear before, something seemed wrong, what were you thinking?"

While the two were flying, Qinglian suddenly turned her head to look at him and asked.

A hint of surprise flashed in Qiao Yuan's eyes, usually she was always silent and very boring, but she didn't expect to take the initiative to provoke the topic today.

Thinking that there was nothing to hide, Qiao Yuan said what he thought in his heart.

"I always felt that the spear was somewhat familiar, as if I had seen it somewhere, to be exact, familiar with the rune mark on the spear. ”

Qinglian was silent, she was not interested in the spear at all, but her intuition told her that the spear was a little ominous.

While the two were talking, they suddenly heard a loud roar from behind, as if something was flying at high speed.

Qiao Yuan and Qing Lian's bodies were in unison, and they immediately turned their heads to look, but they saw a silver light flashing in the sky, but in the blink of an eye, the silver light had already come to the two of them less than a thousand feet.

That speed was really like an arrow breaking through the clouds, it was amazing, Qiao Yuan subconsciously frowned, feeling that something was wrong.

Before he had time to think about it, the silver light had already arrived in front of him, and a bloodstained spear suddenly hovered in the air, looking like an extremely strong killing aura.

Looking at the bright red gun, it is not difficult for the two to imagine that something tragic must have happened in Anpingpo.

Qiao Yuan took a deep breath, hesitated for a moment, stepped forward, and raised his hand to hold the spear.

But Qinglian frowned, stretched out her hand to stop him, and said in a low voice.

"I always think this gun is a little weird, it's better not to touch it. ”

"As I said before, if it's my chance, I won't miss it, but if not, then I need to be careful. ”

Qiao Yuan turned his head to look at Qinglian, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, showed a reassuring smile, and said slowly.

"This spear has automatically pursued me again and again, either by chance or by conspiracy, I will naturally take the opportunity, and I will not be afraid of the conspiracy. ”

After the words fell, Qinglian pursed her lips, turned her head, and lightly threw out two words.

"Whatever you want!"

Qiao Yuan put away the smile on his face, his expression became solemn, and he still remembered that when he held the spear for the first time, he actually had an urge to kill.

With the experience of the past, this time Qiao Yuan's spirit was extremely concentrated, mobilized his divine sense to protect the spiritual platform, and reached out to grasp the gun.

But what made him look strange was that he didn't feel that way this time, as if the spear in his hand was just an ordinary weapon.

However, before Qiao Yuan could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard the sound of breaking the sky again in the distance, and when he looked up, he saw four Changhong flying towards the two of them at a very fast speed.

In an instant, the four long rainbows had already flown a hundred feet away in front of the two of them, and the rainbow light dispersed, revealing four people.

When Qiao Yuan and Qinglian saw the four people, their expressions immediately changed, except for the corpse puppet where Xuehongzi temporarily lived, they had never seen it, and the other three had a relationship with each other in Anpingpo.

"Hmph, it's you junior again, could it be that this gun has already recognized you as the master?"

Blood Hongzi's body was destroyed, and he was in the worst mood, but at this moment, he saw Qiao Yuan holding a spear in his hand, his eyes were clear, and there was nothing abnormal, and he couldn't help but sprinkle his anger on his head.

Qiao Yuan secretly said in his heart that there was nothing wrong with Xuehongzi's words, but after thinking about it carefully, it was a heart-wrenching word.

The spear was held in his hand, and there was nothing unusual about it, and a discerning person would think that the spear had recognized him as its master.

And these four monks in the middle of the Yuan Infant period obviously came for the spear, and now that the gun has recognized its owner, and its owner is still a monk of the Jindan period, these four people naturally will not mind getting rid of its owner and making this gun an ownerless thing again.

Sure enough, when the other three heard Xuehongzi's words, their gazes at Qiao Yuan were obviously unkind.

If it weren't for Qinglian still on the side, and the four of them were not in a group, I'm afraid someone would have killed Qiao Yuan a long time ago.

"Little friend, Lao Dao knows that you have no intention of fighting for this gun, as long as you take the initiative to give this gun, Lao Dao will not embarrass you. ”

After a pause, a black-haired old Taoist priest wearing a light blue Taoist robe reached out and stroked his beard, and said with a smile.

If he faced a mid-Yuan Infant monk, Qiao Yuan still had the qualifications to maneuver, but in the face of four mid-Yuan Infant monks at the same time, he had no way at all.

Helplessly, Qiao Yuan had no choice but to hug his fists at the four of them and politely salute.

The four seniors also saw it, and threw this divine weapon out before they went down, but now it came automatically, and the juniors were terrified, and they really couldn't bear such an opportunity, so they asked the four seniors to decide. ”

With that, he raised his hand and threw his spear at the four of them.

These four people are the pillars of the major sects, and they have their own demeanor, seeing that Qiao Yuan knows each other like this, he reined in the unkindness in his eyes, after all, it is not good to spread the word about bullying the small with the big and bullying the small with the more.

But what made them stunned was that Qiao Yuan did raise his hand and throw out the spear, but the gun was still in his hand and did not fly out.

This scene instantly made the four mid-infant monks turn cold, and they felt like they were being played.

Qiao Yuan's expression also changed, he was a little stunned, he obviously let go of his hand, and pushed it with spiritual power, but the gun seemed to be stuck in his hand and couldn't be thrown.

didn't have time to think about it, Qiao Yuan directly held the spear with his left hand, and withdrew his right hand backwards, but he easily broke away.

But when he threw the spear again, it was still the same, as if the gun was entangled in him, not that he was holding it.

"Junior, are you kidding me?"

Blood Hongzi was the first to lose his patience, snorted coldly, and shouted with murderous intent in his eyes.

Qinglian frowned, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, she knew that Qiao Yuan would never do such a stupid thing as playing tricks on the four mid-Yuan Infant cultivators.

After thinking about it, she stretched out her slender hand and grasped the spear as well.

What was different from Qiao Yuan's feeling was that Qinglian only felt that an extremely powerful will had invaded her mind, as if she wanted to manipulate her to kill.

In an instant, her forehead was dripping with sweat, and then a repulsive force pushed her hand out.

"The juniors are only Jindan stage monks, how dare they play with the four seniors, it's just that this spear is very weird, no matter how hard the juniors try, it can't get out. ”

After that, Qiao Yuan tried several ways to throw the spear out, but the spear really seemed to be stuck to his body, and he couldn't get out of half an inch.

"Hmph, then cut off your hands. ”

As soon as Qiao Yuan's words fell, Xuehongzi shouted fiercely.

As soon as these words came out, Qiao Yuan's face suddenly sank, and he secretly thought that if he didn't hand over this spear, he might not be able to do well today.

But this gun is extremely weird, who can say that if the arm is broken, it will not stick to Qiao Yuan's body, in case this gun hangs above his head, wouldn't it be for him to behead himself.

Qiao Yuan has never been a person who is obedient and avoids, what about the four mid-Yuan Infant monks, if he is in a hurry, he still dares to fight to the death, and it is not a problem to break a few of their teeth.

"The seniors forgive the juniors for this remark, and the juniors can't accept it. ”

Now that he has a plan, Qiao Yuan doesn't have to look like a junior, his waist is straight, and he is very humble and arrogant.

"Look for death!"

Xuehongzi couldn't bear it for a long time, and at this moment, seeing that Qiao Yuan still dared to disobey him, he couldn't help but be furious, and raised his hand is palm.

In the eyes of the four of them, there was no difference between the Jindan Great Perfection Monk and the ants, and they could be destroyed at will, so the Blood Hongzi took the lead, and the other three were also happy and relaxed, standing aside and indifferent.

As soon as the blood Hongzi palm fell, a blood-red palm print was immediately condensed in the void, and it hurried towards Qiao Yuan.

Qinglian's face changed slightly, and she wanted to resist, but she was stopped by Qiao Yuan's gaze.

You must know that there are three mid-Yuan Infant monks on the side, and as soon as Qinglian makes a move, who knows if the three of them will make a move together.

Seeing that the blood-red palm print was getting closer and closer, Qiao Yuan did not have the slightest fear on his face, and he did not use any secret techniques, he directly clenched the spear in his hand and stabbed at the palm print.