When the black-haired old man saw the vague phantom, he immediately felt a violent fist wind coming, and with a sigh in his heart, he hurriedly turned sideways to avoid it.

It's a pity that the two are only a foot apart, how could Qiao Yuan let him avoid it.

In the blink of an eye, the huge bloody fist smashed into the sleeve of the black-haired old man's coat.

The black gas in the sleeves of his shirt diffused out, and it immediately wrapped around Qiao Yuan's right fist, like a small black snake, snaking along his fist towards his arm.

At the same time, the sleeves of the black-haired old man shredded inch by inch, revealing an arm as black as ink, like a dead branch and a dead tree.

The arm looked terrifying, not only as dry as if it had just been plucked out of a grave, but also with hideous grimaces screaming and screaming on it.

Even though Qiao Yuan's heart was extremely strong, he was in a cold sweat the moment he saw that arm, but the right fist he swung out did not decrease in speed, and it landed directly on that terrifying arm.

"Ah......h

A terrible scream came from the mouth of the black-haired old man, and the terrifying arm was as fragile as a piece of tissue paper, which was directly blasted into a ball of flesh and blood by Qiao Yuan, splashing in all directions.

At the same time, dozens of grimaces flew out of the mass of flesh and blood, and with a light of hatred in their eyes, they turned around and rushed towards the black-haired old man.

The black-haired old man raised his left hand and quickly counted the points at the broken arm, temporarily suppressing the injury, and then he didn't look at the grimaces that rushed towards him, and stared at Qiao Yuan with his eyes, revealing monstrous anger and murderous intent.

"Stinky boy, the old man wants to skin and pull out your tendons, and refine your soul to vent the hatred in your heart. ”

As he spoke, he made a move with one hand at the army of ghosts behind him, and those ghosts poured towards Qiao Yuan like a flash flood.

But at this moment, a half-human-tall green branch sprout appeared out of thin air, its right leaf holding a small bowl, and the left leaf holding a small tower, directly meeting the ghost army.

The bowl of covering the sky and the tower of Yunshen are good at the wind, and in a blink of an eye, it is more than 20 zhang in size, and the big bowl flies into the air, immediately covering the sun in the sky, casting a shadow.

The shadow-shrouded place was the ghost of the Yuan Infant Stage, and there was also a ghost of the Jindan Stage beside him, as well as hundreds of grimaces.

They didn't have much intelligence, and when they were trapped by the Bowl, they just slammed head-on into the invisible wall at the edge of the shadows.

The formation of the Heaven Covering Bowl has been improved by Cang Tai, not to mention trapping those ghosts who have little intelligence, even if the black-haired old man in the early stage of the Yuan Infant is trapped inside, it will take a lot of effort to get out.

However, the black-haired old man was able to use the teleportation technique, and it was not easy to trap him with the Covering Bowl, which was also the reason why Qiao Yuan did not take out the Covering Bowl to deal with the black-haired old man.

On the other side, the Yunshen Tower was suspended in the air, like a divine weapon to suppress evil demons and monsters, and as soon as those grimaces approached, they were swallowed by the suction from the bottom of the Yunshen Tower.

This Yunshen Pagoda not only has the effect of warming the divine sense, but also can inhale people into it and refine it with the help of the energy of the Yunshen.

All of a sudden, there was the Yunshen Tower, and those ghosts and grimaces were difficult to approach Qiao Yuan.

And Qiao Yuan also took this opportunity to draw out the Fengyuan Sword and attack the black-haired old man.

The black-haired old man was surprised that the five leaves had only used two magic weapons to block his army of ghosts.

It can be seen that Qiao is attacking from afar, but he can't think too much, with a shake of his left hand, a flickering black claw thorn stretches out from his sleeve, blocking the slashed Fengyuan Sword.

The sonorous sound continued to sound, and the metal flames flew in all directions, one holding a sword, and the other waving a claw stab, and so on.

The two of them fought from the clouds to the ground, and then from the ground to the jungle, the battlefield changed rapidly, and it was only a cup of tea within a radius of a hundred miles that it became pitted, and there were ravines left by the blade of the sword everywhere and deep marks carried by claw thorns.

The roar sounded far away, and some of the demon beasts felt the aftermath of the battle between the two, and instinctively retreated.

And some monks passing by, just looking at it from a distance, were so frightened that their hearts trembled, and they left quickly, for fear that one of them would be accidentally implicated and lose their lives.

On a mountain peak more than 300 miles away, a woman in a pale pink dress stood on the top of the peak with a worried face, her eyes looking to the west.

"Childe, you must survive......"

Feeling that the battle fluctuations in front of him were becoming more and more violent, Hu Yu's jade hand in his sleeve became tighter and tighter, and his palm was already wet.

On the other side, the Jiang Rujing sisters had already flown thousands of miles away, but even if they were thousands of miles apart, they could still feel the faint fluctuations coming from behind.

Even when they mobilized their divine senses, they could see countless demon beasts behind them, and they ran towards the east with fear in their eyes.

"Ninth sister, that son will be fine, right?"

Although Jiang Rumeng was young, she also knew how fierce the battle in the rear was, her big eyes were full of worry, and she couldn't help but pull Jiang Rujing's sleeve and asked in a low voice.

"Like a dream, Mr. Qiao will definitely be fine. ”

A comforting smile appeared on the corner of Jiang Rujing's mouth, and she tightened her little hand and said softly.

Having said that, Jiang Rujing understood that the person who fought against Qiao Yuan was probably not a Jindan period monk.

Thinking of this, she felt a chill in her heart, and silently prayed that Qiao Yuan would be able to escape.

An hour later, the fluctuation of the battle between Qiao Yuan and the black-haired old man finally decreased, not because Qiao Yuan's strength was weak, but because the black-haired old man couldn't hold on.

The two of them fought each other in close combat, and what they fought for was physical strength, and Qiao Yuan's physical strength was naturally much stronger than that of the black-haired old man.

"This kid is a freak, he can't go on like this. ”

The black-haired old man was tired and panting, but when he saw Qiao Yuan's relaxed expression and no sweat on his forehead, he couldn't help but curse in his heart.

After scolding, he immediately used the teleportation technique and opened a hundred feet distance from Qiao Yuan.

But Qiao Yuan gritted his teeth, performed the instantaneous technique, and chased after him like a shadow.

It was another ping-pong battle, and at this time, the spiritual power in the two of them was close to exhaustion, and they were all supported by one breath.

If the black-haired old man distances himself, Qiao Yuan is in danger, but if Qiao Yuan chases after him, the black-haired old man will definitely lose.

The two of them knew this very well in their hearts, but their spiritual power was almost exhausted, and the black-haired old man wanted to get rid of Qiao Yuan, but it was impossible.

From this point of view, the outcome of this battle seems to be doomed, but the black-haired old man has lived for hundreds of years, how can he not have the means to press the bottom of the box, but the price of using that means is too great.

After thinking about it again and again, the black-haired old man made a decision, and no matter how big the price was, it was better than losing his life.

No longer hesitating, the black-haired old man resisted Qiao Yuan's attack, his lips trembled, and he recited a strange spell.

At first, the spell was as weak as a mosquito's chirping, but after a few breaths, the sound of the incantation was like a hammer striking a gong, enough to spread all over the world.

Qiao Yuan's brows furrowed, he really couldn't see through what this person wanted to do.

The sound of the spell fell in his ears, and it didn't make him feel any discomfort at all, but out of caution, Qiao Yuan still blocked his hearing.

After another few dozen breaths, the black-haired old man's chanting of the incantation stopped abruptly, and then he opened his mouth and sucked it in.

Under this breath, the grimaces in the distance that had not yet been absorbed by the Yunshen Pagoda turned into a cloud of black smoke and floated towards the black-haired old man.

Seeing this scene, the green bud clone stared, and hurriedly manipulated the Yunshen Pagoda to absorb those black gases, but there were too many black gases and they were too widely distributed, and the Yunshen Pagoda couldn't absorb them at all.

In the end, most of those black qi were inhaled by the black-haired old man, and a ray of black light flashed in his cold eyes, revealing an indescribable evil aura.

Qiao Yuan's heart jumped, and he suddenly had a strong bad premonition, and then he saw the black-haired old man abandon his claw thorns, stretch out his left hand, which was as black as ink, and grasp the Fengyuan Sword.

There should have been a scene of blood splattering, but dozens of grimaces appeared on the black-haired old man's hands, blocking the power of the Wind Abyss Sword for him.

"Devil's Addiction!"

The black-haired old man grinned and opened his mouth to let out a breath of black air.

The two were originally only a foot apart, and because the black-haired old man was holding the Fengyuan Sword tightly, Qiao Yuan could not break free for a while, but he didn't dodge, and was directly sprayed on his face by the black gas.

The black qi seemed to have a spirit, and it instantly penetrated from Qiao Yuan's eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and then a feeling that his mind seemed to be squeezed and exploded hit him, making him can't help but let out a painful roar.

At this moment, Qiao Yuan's face was distorted and hideous, his pale face was covered with black smoke, and there were all kinds of grimaces on his forehead, side face, and jaw, all over his face, which looked extremely terrifying.

At the same time, those black smoke were still spreading downward, and in the blink of an eye, miserable and terrifying grimaces appeared on Qiao Yuan's neck and chest.

The black-haired old man was overjoyed in his heart, endured the injuries in his body, and waved his claw spurs to prepare to give Qiao Yuan a fatal blow.

But at this moment, the green bud clone came from behind it, the two leaves shook rapidly, and a towering tree appeared, directly covering the black-haired old man.

A terrible scream sounded, and the black-haired old man fell to the ground, holding his head in one hand, his face showing extreme pain, and kept rolling on the ground.

The green bud clone didn't even look at the black-haired old man, and hurriedly came to Qiao Yuan's side, two green leaves were stacked directly on the center of his eyebrows, and a warm spiritual power poured into it, dispelling those black qi for him.

After a while, the black qi in Qiao Yuan's body was temporarily suppressed, and he wanted to completely dispel it, but he couldn't do it with the cultivation of the early stage of the green bud clone Jindan.

It quickly put away the Yunshen Pagoda and the Heaven-Covering Bowl, and then took Qiao Yuan and the black-haired old man and galloped away into the distance.

After galloping for more than 2,000 miles, the green bud clone came to a place where people are rarely populated, found a hidden mountain pass, and laid down hidden defenses and other prohibitions.

"Master, hold on!"

Seeing that Qiao Yuan's face was filled with black gas, and his expression was extremely painful, the green bud clone directly attracted the soul power of the body and injected it into Qiao Yuan's eyebrows to help him dispel the black qi.

Those black qi were all made by the black-haired old man using secret methods to condense his soul, and he was very aggressive, and after invading Qiao Yuan's body, he frantically invaded his body and attacked his soul.

Although Cangtai's divine soul was strong, in order to avoid harming Qiao Yuan's divine soul, he could only carefully help him dispel the black qi.

The process is extremely long, the pain is unimaginable, and it is by no means bearable.