The improvement of the cultivation of the black-robed man made Qiao Yuan's expression not change in the slightest, as if in his eyes, no matter how far the cultivation of the black-robed person was improved, there was no difference.

The speed of the golden light did not decrease, and he still rushed towards the black-robed man, but because his cultivation had improved to the early stage of Jindan, the tearing of the clothes on his body also stopped.

The black-robed man didn't dare to relax in the slightest, and with a wave of his left hand, a black banner appeared in his hand.

Then he slammed the banner on the ground, and the spiritual power of his whole body poured into it, and in an instant, the banner turned into a black mist, enveloping the black-robed man's whole body.

At this moment, the golden light rushed directly into the black mist, the golden light was no more than the size of a finger, but the black mist was surging and rolling, permeating a radius of more than ten zhang.

Compared with the two, the golden light is too insignificant, like a mud cow entering the sea, and disappearing in an instant.

Qiao Yuan stood quietly in place, without any next move, as if that golden light was enough.

That golden light was condensed by the mysterious power in Qiao Yuan's body, although there was only a trace of it, but the level of that mysterious power was higher than the spiritual power, and its power was by no means something that the black-robed man could predict.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths, three breaths, a terrible scream came from the black mist, and then I saw that the black mist slowly thinned down, and it didn't take long for it to turn into a black flag again.

It's just that the black flag obviously has a hole the size of a finger, and the black-robed man is half-kneeling on the ground, holding the flagpole with his left hand, gasping for breath quickly.

There was a finger-sized hole in his left shoulder, and wisps of white smoke rose from it, and at the same time, blood slowly flowed down and dripped onto the bluestone slab with a ticking sound.

When Qiao Yuan saw this scene, his face showed a slight hint of surprise, even if the black-robed man's cultivation suddenly improved, he didn't show it.

"I'm not dead!"

Qiao Yuan squirmed his lips and slowly spit out a sentence that was extremely cold, and that words fell on the ears of the black-robed man, which immediately made him tremble like falling into an ice cave.

"That's ...... What power?"

The black-robed man raised his head, looked at Qiao Yuan, and asked in a trembling voice.

At this moment, most of his clothes were torn, and his face was revealed.

It was a yellow-skinned, very ordinary face, and if it was placed in the crowd, it would almost be a passer-by who was ignored.

But this face made Qiao Yuan, who had always looked indifferent, tremble in his heart, and his eyes widened suddenly, revealing a look of disbelief.

He was no stranger to that face, and this person also left a deep impression on himself, this person was the black yuan who was killed as a dark horse in the Great Competition of the Yuehe Sect.

In the last sect competition, there were many people who left a deep impression on him, and this Hei Yuan was one of them, and Qiao Yuan always felt that he and Zhang Qian were the same kind of people, and they belonged to extremely low-key ascetic people.

But I never expected that this Hei Yuan actually had another identity, and he sneaked into the Moon River Sect to enter the Grass Spirit Valley.

Hei Yuan saw the disbelief in Qiao Yuan's eyes, his brows furrowed slightly, and he thought in his heart that this person knew him.

Qiao Yuan's face at this moment was not his real face, so Hei Yuan didn't know that he was Qiao Yuan, otherwise Hei Yuan would never dare to show his true face.

"What's in you?"

After a while, Qiao Yuan forcibly suppressed the vibration in his heart, no longer thinking about Hei Yuan's identity, but staring at his dantian with his eyes like electricity, and asked in a deep voice.

When Hei Yuan heard this, his whole person was like a lightning strike, and he was stunned and motionless, he looked at Qiao Yuan, and his eyes were not shocked, but full of fear.

"You...... Who the hell are you?"

Qiao Yuan shook his head, it was impossible for him to tell his true identity, and he was indeed not himself at this moment.

Now Qiao Yuan's body has been controlled by that mysterious force, this feeling is somewhat similar to the possession of the split soul, but unlike the possession of the split soul, if Qiao Yuan wants to take back the control of the body, he can just move his mind.

And he was very conscious, he could see everything in front of him, he could hear the sounds around him, and he could talk if he wanted to.

It's just that he can't mobilize and control the mysterious power, and once he fights, he must completely surrender his body to the control of the mysterious power.

Therefore, the black robe on Hei Yuan's body was torn, and with the help of mysterious power, Qiao Yuan actually sensed a strange power in Hei Yuan's dantian.

Qiao Yuan guessed that the strength should be the reason for the sudden increase in Hei Yuan's cultivation, and he obviously arranged a defensive formation at the gate of the side courtyard, how could this Hei Yuan come in quietly, and that formation is still intact.

Qu Yunwei's strength Qiao Yuan knew, and there were few people among the Zhuji monks who were her opponents, but she was actually held hostage by the black-robed man without Qiao Yuan and Cang Tai noticing.

There are only two explanations for this matter, the first is that the cultivation of the black-robed man is much higher than Qu Yunwei, but even if he shows the strength of the early stage of Jindan, it is impossible to defeat Qu Yunwei quietly.

There is only a second explanation, that is, the black-robed man used some kind of strange means, and under Qu Yunwei's relaxation, he plotted against her.

And if he wants to quietly plot against a foundation building consummation monk, this strange method, Qiao Yuan believes must be related to the strange power in his dantian.

"Say it or die!"

Qiao Yuan's heart was full of thoughts, but his body was under the control of the mysterious power, and he said coldly.

When Hei Yuan heard this, his body trembled uncontrollably, but he gritted his teeth and had no intention of telling the truth.

Qiao Yuan's eyes were cold and ruthless, and with a single step, he slowly walked towards Hei Yuan.

An invisible pressure instantly enveloped Hei Yuan's body, making his face even more frightened, even if Qiao Yuan was only a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building at this moment, and Hei Yuan was a cultivator in the early stage of Jindan, no matter how you look at it, Hei Yuan was suppressed to death, and he had no power to resist at all.

But just as Qiao Yuan walked into Hei Yuan Yizhang and was about to reach out to grab him and check it himself, his dantian suddenly burst out of a cloud of black gas, wrapping Hei Yuan and retreating sharply.

"Whoever you are, I have written down this vendetta. ”

There was a cold and hoarse voice coming from the black air, and people would feel upset when they heard it.

"If you want to go, it's not that simple. ”

Qiao Yuan looked unsurprised, and said coldly.

After speaking, his body shook and flew straight towards the black qi, the speed was almost comparable to the full speed of the Jindan Great Perfection Monk.

"Humph!"

A cold snort came from the black gas, and then those black gases turned into a big hand and slapped towards Qiao Yuan.

Qiao Yuan was unhurried, stretched out his right hand, and threw a punch forward, and at the moment of blasting, there was an imperceptible golden light on his fist that flashed away.

The big black qi hand and Qiao Yuan's fist touched together in an instant, and the roaring sound spread in all directions, and the big black qi hand collapsed instantly.

At the same time, a muffled snort came from the black air, and it was clear that the collapse of the big hand had injured the mysterious man.

Then the black qi was no longer entangled with Qiao Yuan, and directly flew towards the side courtyard at full speed, which was even a point faster than Qiao Yuan's speed.

However, at the price of this speed, the black qi was shrinking sharply, and Qiao Yuan's expression remained unchanged, and he still kept chasing it at full speed.

With a loud bang, the defensive formation at the gate of the side courtyard was like a piece of paper, and it was directly forcibly broken by the black gas.

Qiao Yuan was extremely shocked in his heart, but his face did not show the slightest discoloration, and the momentum of the pursuit did not decrease but increased, he didn't believe that the black qi could maintain this speed all the time.

It didn't take long for Qiao Yuan to chase from the side yard to the middle yard, but when he flew over a field of weeds, suddenly a ghostly figure flew out of the weeds and went straight for Qiao Yuan.

Qiao Yuan was shocked in his heart, and there was a slight hint of surprise on his face, obviously even the mysterious power didn't notice that there was actually a person hiding in the grass.

The man was wearing a black robe and a white mask on his face, which completely covered his facial features, but the mask was engraved with the word "wanton", which was extremely eye-catching.

"The monk of April Peak?"

Qiao Yuan secretly said in his heart, and couldn't help but guess what Hei Yuan had to do with April Peak.

But the April Peak monk didn't give Qiao Yuan time to think at all, and when he raised his hand, he just pointed at it, palm, and punched, and the three killing moves were approaching together.

Qiao Yuan had to give up the pursuit of the black qi and turn around to resist these three killing moves.

I saw that with a wave of his big sleeves, his right hand stretched out and pointed downward, and under one finger, another golden light flew out, heading straight for the three killing moves.

The golden light collided with that finger, palm, and fist, and suddenly three loud roars came out, and the surrounding spiritual power became extremely disordered under the collision of this supernatural power.

Some formation prohibitions that were close to this place were even triggered because of this, and under the chain reaction, the space within a thousand feet of this area became extremely unstable.

Back then, Shui Shenqiu and Lie Tianxiu had a big battle here, and the space in the front yard was already fragmented, and there were spatial cracks everywhere.

Although the space of the middle courtyard is relatively stable, and there are no spatial cracks, that is only now, thousands of years ago, let alone the middle courtyard, even the most stable and well-preserved backyard has spatial cracks.

However, after thousands of years, those spatial cracks have slowly healed, but now under Qiao Yuan's mysterious power, this space actually has a tendency to be broken.

On a corridor not far from here, a silver-haired young man was galloping forward, but when three loud noises came out, the silver-haired young man's expression changed, and the secret path was not good, so he quickly turned around and flew quickly in the direction where Qiao Yuan was.

At the gate of a palace in the middle courtyard, Duan Tiangu slowly opened his eyes, and his face showed a look of ecstasy, but this joy did not last long, his expression changed greatly, he turned his head to look in the direction where Qiao Yuan was, and shouted angrily.

"Damn, who dares to let go of cultivation, isn't he trying to kill me. ”

He shouted angrily, and the other three old men opened their eyes in unison and turned their heads to look into the distance.

In a medicine garden in the middle courtyard, more than 20 monks from the four major sects were fighting for a few elixirs.

"Ziling Daoyou, everything is said to come first and come first, this place is the first to be found, we should take two more of these elixirs. ”

A woman in fiery red soft armor forcibly suppressed the anger in her heart and said in a deep voice.

"Hehe, what a joke, if there is no Senior Brother Chen in this medicine garden, can you people from the Moon Water Sect break it?"

The Ziling Fairy, who was wearing a purple dress, showed a sneer at the corner of her mouth, and sneered unceremoniously.

"Don't argue with the two fellow Daoists, although the time we came here is slightly different, but the formation is broken by everyone's concerted efforts, the old man suggests that this elixir is divided equally between our three sects. ”

Yan Chenzi hurriedly stepped forward, stroked his beard, and said slowly.

When the blonde old man of the Rihe Sect heard Yan Chenzi's words, his expression suddenly became gloomy, and what he said directly excluded them from the Rihe Sect.

"Yanchenzi Daoyou, what do you mean by this, don't you treat us as if they don't exist. ”

"Huh...... , Yang Chengzi Daoyou, when you arrived here, most of the Medicine Garden Formation had already been cracked, and without any effort, you also wanted to take advantage. ”

Without waiting for Yan Chenzi to speak, Ziling Fairy said with a sneer.

And just as her words fell, there were three loud noises in the distance, and more than twenty monks here changed color in unison, and their eyes showed shock and anger.