The moment Shen Tu's sword flew upside down, Yu Xinghai followed him like a shadow, clenched his fists and struck at the door in front of him, he knew that it was difficult for a first-order low-grade talisman to kill the opponent of the third layer of qi refining, in order to prevent future troubles, the grass must be eradicated, otherwise there will be endless troubles.

"Boy, you're looking for death!"

Shen Tu Jian shouted angrily, he was hit in the chest by the golden arrow talisman, his body was still flying upside down in the air, the severe pain made him react quickly, and his heart was full of shock at the fact that Yu Xinghai suddenly became a monk, and at the same time, he quickly activated the defensive spell that had not been fully activated before, and at the same time used the wind control technique to stabilize his body in the air.

Sure enough, he was worthy of being a monk of the third level of qi refining, and he was hit by a first-order low-grade golden sword rune, not only did he not die, but he reacted so quickly.

When Yu Xinghai's fist hit the door in front of him, he also quickly raised his fist to meet him, and with a bang, the two flew out upside down at the same time.

The violent collision caused Yu Xinghai to fly directly upside down a zhang away before he stabilized his figure, while Shentu Jian cultivated to a higher level, and only flew a few steps backwards to stabilize his body.

Yu Xinghai frowned, turned around and used the Wind Resisting Technique to shoot into the distance, leaving Shen Tujian looking at his distant back with a gloomy expression.

"Good boy, you have hidden so much that you have become a monk right under my nose. Shen Tu Jian's eyes showed a fierce light, and he said to himself, "Do you want to escape? Let me be injured, and if you still want to escape, it is a dream to rely on your cultivation at the first level of Qi refining!"

Raising his hand, he wiped the storage ring, took out a healing pill from it, put it in his mouth and swallowed it, and then launched the Wind Resisting Technique under his feet, and quickly chased him out in the direction where Yu Xinghai had fled.

His speed was very fast, at least nearly one-third faster than Yu Xinghai's speed, and he soon chased after him from a distance.

"Boy, you are so bold, you actually used the golden sword talisman to attack me, today I Shentu Jian will let you know what life is better than death!"

"You can't escape, you want to escape on the first level of qi refining, don't waste your spiritual power"

Yu Xinghai looked at Shen Tu Jian, who was dozens of feet away from behind him and getting closer and closer, and didn't pay attention to the cruel words from the other party's mouth, but his eyebrows were squeezed into a Sichuan character.

For failing to cut the other party to the roots, I have some regret in my heart, things have reached this point, there is no way to reverse, I can only face it head-on.

Based on his cultivation at the first level of Qi refining, it was only a matter of time before he was caught up by the other party, and once he was caught up, he expected that he would definitely not be able to beat the other party.

With the medicine garden that the other party has managed in the Ancient Dao Sect for so many years, he must have accumulated a lot of wealth in his hands, so the other party must have a lot of means, and now that the only golden sword talisman on his body has been forced to use, what should he do next?

There is only one answer, and that is to escape!

Escape!

Sometimes running away is not a derogatory term, there is a saying that those who know the times are Junjie, and there is a saying that thirty-six strategies are the best plans.

While Shen Tu Jian was still talking cruel words behind him, and before he could fully catch up, he took out a blood shadow talisman from the storage ring and put it in the palm of his hand, then raised his fingertips, put it in his mouth, and bit his finger with his teeth.

Operate the spiritual power in the body, force out a trace of essence blood in the bone marrow, and pinch the magic trick to the blood shadow talisman.

Airplanes!

The moment the blood shadow talisman was dripped into the essence blood, a blood light flowed within it, and then the blood light burst out, and a burst of red blood mist wrapped around Yu Xinghai's body.

The essence blood of the human body was not much, and Yu Xinghai's cultivation was still low now, so even though he only forced out a trace of essence blood, his face suddenly turned pale.

But he didn't have the heart to know this, and at the moment when the blood mist completely enveloped his body, he destroyed the blood shadow talisman and fled away in the direction of Wanshanfang City.

In Shen Tu Jian's eyes, a blood light suddenly wrapped Yu Xinghai like a comet, shooting away into the distance, and disappeared into the sky in a blink of an eye.

"This is" Shen Tu Jian suddenly stopped in place, and his eyes showed a look of shock.

"What kind of magic weapon is this, how can you fly away so fast?" Shen Tu Jian fell into a deep groan, and only after a long time did he grit his teeth and mutter, "Yu Xinghai, you wait, unless you don't return to the sect, if you come back, I will make you look good, and dare to attack me with a golden sword talisman cough cough"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a surge of reverse blood in his body again, coughed, and spit out dark red blood clots from his mouth.

Looking at the dark red blood clots, Shen Tujian's face became more and more gloomy, although that blow failed to kill him, but the injury was not shallow.

Come to think of it, he had never been so seriously injured since he became a disciple of the Outer Sect of the Ancient Dao Sect.

This injury is simply a shame for him, so in his heart, he almost regards Yu Xinghai as a person who must be eliminated, so as to calm the evil breath in his heart.

......

On the periphery of the Wanshan Demon Vein, in the low-level demon beast area, in a valley, a young man who looked obese and looked like a ball of flesh was fighting fiercely with an ironclad beast wearing iron armor and the size of a bison, but at this time it was covered in scaly wounds.

This person is a first-order casual cultivator, named Bu Shiren, nicknamed Little Fat Man, and has a second-level cultivation of qi refining.

The ironclad beast that was fighting with him at the moment was a first-order demon beast, which was equivalent to the cultivation of the first level of qi refining.

Although the ironclad beast is wearing iron armor, his cultivation is not as tall as the little fat man, so he is only constantly abused, and he wants to escape but can't escape.

"Hehe, you little demon beast, if you refuse to be my fat master's mount, I can't torture you!" Bu Shiren laughed treacherously, and one after another spells in his hand exuded yellow light, shooting towards the ironclad beast.

"Woohoo"

The ironclad beast screamed in pain, the iron armor on its body had already fallen to the ground, and the crimson beast blood had already dyed the weeds within a zhang of the surrounding red.

Seeing that the demon elements in the body of the ironclad beast were getting fewer and fewer, and when it was about to collapse, a red streamer suddenly crossed the sky above the valley.

Bu Shiren's hand that was casting a spell suddenly stopped, glanced into the air, and a doubt flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"Phew, just now, fat man, I seemed to see a bloody light passing over my head, and there is nothing at this moment, is it that I am dazzled?" Bu Shiren said to himself, then shook his head again, and said again: "Bah, Fat Master, I was in the prime of life, and I had the cultivation of the second layer of qi refining, how could there be such a nonsense thing as hallucination!"

As he spoke, he took a hard breath into the air, and a vague smell of blood rushed into his nostrils.

His eyes suddenly lit up, revealing a face full of surprise, and he muttered to himself, "Phew, treasure, treasure taste!"

In addition to the nickname of the little fat man, Bu Shiren also has a nickname called not a person, just because his sense of smell is too sensitive, even if you roast a roast duck a few miles away, or steal a roast duck last night, he can rely on his sensitive sense of smell to smell it.

Just now, he did smell a strong smell of blood, although there were most of the bloody ironclad beasts, but there was still a smell of blood in the air that contained a terrifying energy.

There are only two answers to what kind of bloody smell can have such terrifying energy, one is that the blood of the ancient immortal beasts has terrifying energy, and the other is that the blood of the legendary immortals also has terrifying energy.

These two kinds of blood, for people in the mortal world, are real treasures, so the little fat man will react like this.

"Hmph, the fat master will let you go for the time being, don't let me meet you again another day!" Bu Shiren was thinking about the treasure, and he was already in no mood to deal with the ironclad beast in front of him, but he didn't forget to say a cruel word before leaving.

As a demon beast, being able to cultivate to the first level is somewhat intelligent, and after listening to his cruel words, his neck shrank and nodded vigorously, which was quite funny.

Bu Shiren looked at its nodding appearance, and ignored it, and launched a wind resistance technique under his feet to pursue the residual smell of blood in the air.

Seeing that Bu Shiren, the evil god, was finally gone, the ironclad beast snorted and exhaled a breath, and immediately fell to the ground, making a very humane expression of tiredness.

It swore secretly in its heart that it would never encounter this evil god again in the future, and even if it did, it would have to turn around and leave as soon as possible, otherwise this kind of flesh and skin pain would have to be felt again.

Ten miles away from the valley, a blood-red light flashed, slowly falling on a relatively flat mountain range with slightly sparse trees and weeds.

The blood light dissipated, revealing the pale Yu Xinghai.

He felt a sense of weakness in his body, and thought to himself, "In the future, I will try to use this kind of secret talisman that hurts my physique!"

The stimulation of the blood shadow talisman requires the essence blood in the spinal cord, which is originally a secret talisman that damages the physique, and if it wasn't forced before, he wouldn't use this kind of secret talisman.

This kind of secret talisman was originally for the kind of people who had no way out, and the reason why he made this kind of secret talisman to sell was because of this characteristic of the blood shadow talisman.

Yu Xinghai used the spiritual power in his body a little, making his face a little red, and then he carefully looked at the surrounding environment.

He flew straight towards Wanshanfang City according to the topographic map of the Wanshan Demon Vein, and if he guessed correctly, this place was already quite close to Wanshanfang City.

Originally, with the time of the blood shadow talisman, he could fly away for a distance, but he was afraid that the blood light would be eye-catching, so he stopped at the periphery of this deserted demon vein.

After looking at it for a long time, he confirmed the direction of going to Wanshanfang City, and prepared to use the Wind Resisting Technique to go.

However, just as he was about to go to Wanshanfang City, a strong sound of breaking the air suddenly came from behind him, and a yellow light shot in his direction at an extremely fast speed.

He had just escaped from Shen Tu Jian's hands, and his slightly relieved heart suddenly became vigilant again, and the light that shot at him was a monk if he guessed correctly.

The brows couldn't help frowning, that is, in the blink of an eye, the light had already arrived in front of him, and after the yellow mangs dissipated, a chubby young man with small eyes was revealed.

In Yu Xinghai's eyes, this person is obese, like a ball of meat, and his height is not very high. I don't know if it's because it's too fat, or if it's like this, in short, the eyes are very small, giving people a thief's eyebrows, but they have a bit of a clever appearance.

Don't really say it, don't look at the other party like a meat ball, but the aura revealed in the small eyes gives people a feeling that this person is particularly cunning.

This person is none other than the little fat man who was fighting with the ironclad beast in that valley, Bu Shiren.

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