Ma Chuan took advantage of the slightly stable interval in his heart, chose a direction, threw out a flame talisman, tore a gap in the night, and performed a light body technique, plus light skills quickly jumped out.

I don't know how long I fled, the ghost crying and screaming behind me never disappeared, Ma Chuan kept running wildly, but he stepped on the air, "plopped", and fell into a turbulent river.

I don't know how long it was, after a lot of small waterfalls and some impacts. He was washed up on a river beach with many pebbles, large and small.

Ma Chuan got up from the river beach, wiped his wet face with his hands, and found that the surrounding mountains and rivers were beautiful, the sun was shining, and the pebbles on the river beach were even more gorgeous.

Seeing that he had escaped from the gloomy night, Ma Chuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but found that this place was far away from the Twelve Peaks, and the surrounding environment was also very unfamiliar.

Fortunately, Ma Chuan knew that the rivers here were all facing east, but he didn't dare to go the same way, so he estimated the speed of the water and began to go northwest, rushing to the north exit before the two-month deadline arrived.

However, the way back is not easy to walk, the mountains are steep, the cliffs and ravines, there are many areas full of miasma, and from time to time I encounter poisonous insects and beasts.

In a canyon, Ma Chuan slowly withdrew his fist, and a colorful tiger's arrow slammed into the mountain wall, and his flesh and blood fell to the ground in a blur.

I don't know if this is the first time I have encountered poisonous insects and beasts, in fact, when I can get around, Ma Chuan will try to rely on my body to bypass, and I really hit it, and the beast uses my body method and ghost fist to solve it quickly, and the poisonous insects directly stimulate the talisman to kill. When encountering miasma, if you can avoid it, you can avoid it, and if you can't avoid it, you will urge the bell-shaped magic device, and the miasma in the invisible bell protection area is not a problem.

After escaping for one night and rushing for another day on the mountain road, even the body of a health practitioner in Yimachuan was a little unbearable. Moreover, after nightfall, the mountains were very dangerous, and he was not sure that he would make his way safely.

So he found a leeward col to meditate and regain his strength.

The mountain col in the middle of the night is very cool, the string moon casts a silvery white light curtain, Ma Chuan, who is in the lofty mountains, feels that the surroundings are very calm, except for the sound of the mountain wind blowing, it is a few wolf howls from a distance by chance.

After dozens of breaths, the sound of the wolf's howl became more and more dense, as if it was in front of him.

Ma Chuan's complexion changed greatly, and when he opened his eyes, the moon was already blocked by the black moon, and the surroundings began to be pitch black, and even black fog emerged.

Ma Chuan suddenly understood that the sound of one after another was not a wolf howling, but a ghost crying, and it seemed that the short and fat old man had caught up again. He no longer hesitated, determined the direction, and began to flee.

It was a "night" until the dawn appeared, and all the phantoms and black mist poured into the black bowl, flying away and landing in a mountain.

Ma Chuan wanted to take the initiative to attack during the day, but the mountains were too big, and he was not sure to find the black bowl before sunset, and even if he did, he was not sure to kill the shadow of the short and fat old man.

There was no other way but to rush to the exit with all his might.

In this way, Ma Chuan was chased by the black fog and phantom at night, and naturally took many unjust roads, and was in danger several times. After a short rest during the day, they hurried with all their might, and often encountered dangers, swamps, cliffs, poisonous insects and beasts.

Fortunately, the strength of a brigade on the Lingtai has gone through many actual battles, and although it is still a transparent force of ten taels, its combat effectiveness has increased by two or three times compared with before. This allows him to maintain a clear mind, composure, perseverance, anticipation and quick reaction in the face of unknown dangers.

Coupled with the bell-shaped magic weapon and the white feather fan, as well as the help of many talismans, he survived many dangers unharmed.

On the afternoon of the day before the two-month deadline, Ma Chuan finally saw the winding Han River from a distance, and the river was still gentle.

Such a situation naturally caused the morale of the permanent troops of a brigade on the Lingtai to increase a lot, and they accelerated their speed and rushed to the riverside.

But looking at the distance, in fact, by nightfall, Ma Chuan did not get much closer to the Han River.

Moreover, the black bowl came out before nightfall, turning into billowing black mist, and chased after Ma Chuan.

Fortunately, the route is very familiar, Ma Chuan can find the general direction by feeling without seeing things.

After fleeing with all his strength for another night, Ma Chuan felt that he had reached the Han River, but he couldn't see his fingers in the dark night before dawn, and the black fog was rolling behind him, as if he was in ink.

However, with the full support of the permanent troops of a brigade on the Lingtai, Ma Chuan not only calmed down, but also exerted his senses beyond the norm, found the raft in the dark, put it in the river, and rowed to the opposite bank.

The morning sun finally smashed the darkness into a few wisps of cracks, and it became bigger and bigger, and finally the sun was shining, but the black fog that was dozens of zhang in size behind him was not affected, and it still swept towards Ma Chuan in the river.

At the same time, the rumbling sound of the tide came from the upper reaches of the Han River, like thousands of horses galloping, and the white expanse galloped to the ground.

The raft was still thirty feet away from the shore, but the black fog and tide were less than ten feet, and it only took one breath to swallow the raft.

"Hades Tomb Ghost Qi!" "Old Dao surnamed Yi, who was sitting on the mountain rock, had already been awakened, and muttered in his mouth, without hesitation, he sacrificed the white clouds and took off to the river, wanting to meet Ma Chuan. But when he was more than ten feet in the air, his face turned pale, and the white clouds were crumbling in the air, and they could collapse at any time.

In the time of one breath, Ma Chuan had already made a good deployment, first using light body techniques at the expense of mana, and then using light skills. Moreover, regardless of casualties, the troops of a brigade on the Lingtai were mobilized to coordinate the operation, and Cheng's huge willpower was transformed into a light body technique and light merit bonus.

"Ah......h

Almost at the same time as Ma Chuan rose into the air, the surging river and the rolling black fog roared in, and they just collided together.

The black mist suddenly dissipated, leaving only a black bowl swept away by the surging river. It's no wonder that the Humpty Dumpty Old Man himself is undersupplied, and the wandering spirits he gathered are even more ordinary mortals, who would have killed themselves when they appeared in the daytime.

Under the deterrence of the short and fat old man, he barely supported it, and now it is washed away by the river, and it can only disappear.

On the other side, Lao Dao, surnamed Yi, grabbed Ma Chuan, who almost fell into the surging river, and then activated several wishing talismans in one breath, stabilized his mind a little, and flew towards the shore crookedly with the white clouds.

After being safe, Ma Chuan didn't speak, and directly handed over the jade plate and the human skin mask, and said that he didn't find what he wanted.

"It turned out that it was really a person from the Six Yin Palace, and in order to hide it from me, he actually used the magic weapon of a thousand illusions, which is a rudimentary form of "sex". It's also time pressing, if you return to the valley, what heavy treasure can hide from the seniors in the valley!"

After a quarter of an hour, the old man surnamed Yi carefully inspected the jade plate and the damaged mask, and then said undoubtedly: "Show me the feather fan and bamboo slips." ”

Ma Chuan had expected this, because the jade plate also had the function of memory and induction, he handed over the two things a little reluctantly, while appeasing the angry soldiers on the spiritual platform and the seven vassal states: This is something outside the body, it is enough for me to have you.