Zhang Fan had felt the power of the Yuan Infant Monk in the Guidao Sect at the beginning, so Zhang Fan felt it very deeply, and the momentum of the old man who flew in was only stronger than the Yuan Infant Monk he saw in the Guidao Sect.

Zhang Fan rushed directly into the woods below, and that's not all, after entering the woods below, Zhang Fan drilled into the earth like a sharp cone, sealing the breath of his whole body, and hiding it in the soil.

It was absolutely impossible for him to be the opponent of the Yuan Infant Cultivator, so Zhang Fan had no choice but to hide and let that Quanzhen Sect Yuan Infant Cultivator not find out.

Not long after Zhang Fan hid in the big underground, suddenly a huge divine consciousness descended from the sky, swept around him and quickly condensed on him.

Although Zhang Fan had already sealed the aura of his whole body, some of the poisonous true qi that Zhang Fan had previously devoured was still somewhat left outside, so it was quickly detected by this Quanzhen Sect Yuan Infant Cultivator.

Zhang Fan was shocked, he jumped out of the ground suddenly, turned into a long rainbow and flew away immediately.

Lei Mu's divine mind was a little more surprised than Zhang Fan when he probed Zhang Fan, in his opinion, the monk who dared to hunt down and kill the Quanzhen Sect camp here, if not the Yuan Infant Elder of the Quanzhen Sect, at least was a monk of the Yudan period, but now he found out that he was a monk of the foundation building period.

A monk in the early stage of foundation building dared to hit his camp directly, which really surprised Lei Mu.

"The monks of this year are really more arrogant than the other, and a small monk in the foundation building period dares to kill our Quanzhen Sect alone, it is really rampant!"

Lei Mu sneered and grabbed his hands out of thin air. A thunderous net suddenly condensed and formed. Towards Zhang Fan, who was flying down, he fell.

The thunderous wind enveloped a wide area, and it continued to shrink and envelop the surroundings. Seal off all life.

Zhang Fan let out a loud shout, his body ejected, and the small black sword in his hand flipped and swirled, swinging hundreds of black sword rays, the sword rays intersected and overlapped, and finally formed a brilliant black sword pillar, sweeping across the four fields.

Although Zhang Fan did not directly face the Yuan Infant Monk, the gap between the Foundation Building Stage Monk and the Yuan Infant Stage was too big, if he really let the Yuan Infant Stage Monk chase after him. Even if you have the ability to defy the sky, it is equal to zero.

Therefore, Zhang Fan is not desperate.

The sword blade in Zhang Fan's hand was like a shadow of the wind, and the sword moves poured out like a torrential rain. The black sword shadow slashed around like a shocking wave, and a large area of this thunderous net immediately collapsed and shattered, blasting out countless gaps.

If it is replaced with a magic weapon such as a spiritual weapon, it will never be able to break this thunder net, but fortunately, Zhang Fan has a small black sword in his hand, and the little black sword has essentially far surpassed the realm of spiritual weapons and reached the level of magic weapons.

Most of the magic weapons used by the monks of the Dan stage are only high-grade spiritual weapons, and the magic weapons can only be refined by the monks of the Yuan Infant Stage, although Zhang Fan is unable to exert the power of the magic weapon now. But with the indestructible nature of the little black sword, this thunder net still broke the gap.

"Magic weapon, this son actually has a magic weapon in his hand, and the magic weapon is something that only I and other Yuan Infant monks can have, I really underestimate this son. ”

Others may not know what the black long sword in Zhang Fan's hand is. But Lei Mu, as an infant elder of the Quanzhen Sect, had such a clever gaze, and he could see the true face of the little black sword at once.

"But this son really doesn't know how thick the sky is. Do you think that you can do whatever you want with a magic weapon in your hand, it must be the children and grandchildren of the elders of the Wudang faction. Usually pampered to dare to kill my Quanzhen Sect territory, if I catch this son in my hands. Not only can you take that magic weapon into your hands, but you can also use this person to threaten those Wudang Sect elders!"

Thinking of this, Lei Mu chased after him with a calm face.

Rushing out of the gap in the thunder net, Zhang Fan stuck the escape charm on his body without saying a word, and galloped into the distance like a meteor.

At the beginning, when Zhang Fan was still in the Qi refining period, he could get rid of the monks of the Great Perfection of the Foundation Building Period with the help of the flying talisman, but now that Zhang Fan has cultivated to the foundation building period, the speed with the help of the flying talisman is not more than ten times that of the original.

If you change to an ordinary monk, Zhang Fan may be able to get rid of it with the help of a flying talisman, but Zhang Fan is facing an infant elder of the Quanzhen Sect, and the gap between the two is too big, even if Zhang Fan has a flying talisman to help, the speed is not as fast as this Quanzhen Sect Yuan Infant Monk.

Zhang Fan flew wildly at the fastest speed, his body turned into a ray of light, constantly passing through the dark night, and the Yuan Infant Monk behind him was like a shadow, closely following Zhang Fan.

In the past, it was Zhang Fan who chased and killed those Quanzhen Sects, but now it is the other way around, it is the Quanzhen Sect monks who chase and kill Zhang Fan, but the monks who chased and killed Zhang Fan are too powerful, even if Zhang Fan flies desperately, he still can't escape from the eyelids of this Yuan Infant Monk.

Although Zhang Fan can enter the Qiankun bag and hide it temporarily, if he hides in the Qiankun bag, the Qiankun bag will definitely fall into the hands of the old man, and at that time, he dug a pit and jumped for himself.

Lei Mu behind him followed Zhang Fan unhurriedly, his eyes were full of banter, but looking at Zhang Fan's lightning-fast escape, Lei Mu was still a little surprised. It is absolutely impossible for a monk in the foundation building period to fly so fast, it is only possible that this Wudang sect monk has some kind of magic weapon to increase speed, but as the son and grandson of an elder of the Wudang faction, it is not surprising that he has a magic weapon to increase speed.

By now, Lei Mu was already sure that Zhang Fan was definitely the son and grandson of an elder of the Wudang Sect, otherwise, how could a foundation building period monk have such a high-level magic weapon as a magic weapon.

Zhang Fan flew as if he was desperate, and the foundation laid by Zhang Fan's fifty-one Zhuji Dan was also very tired, his face was flushed and he gasped for breath, but although Zhang Fan was so tired, he still didn't get rid of this Quanzhen Sect Yuan Infant Cultivator.

Seeing the old man's cat-and-mouse playful eyes, Zhang Fan was ruthless in his heart, and directly cut the blood veins on his palm, and a stream of dark blood flowed out again.

This poisonous blood is the strongest means in Zhang Fan's body now, in addition to this poisonous blood, Zhang Fan doesn't know what else in his body can threaten the Yuan Infant Cultivator.

Although Zhang Fan had a fire bomb on his body, the fire bomb was only refined by a monk of the Yu Dan period, and it could not pose an effective threat to the Yuan Infant stage monks behind him. Moreover, the explosion range of the fire bomb is extremely wide, if it is used, it is estimated that it has not yet exploded the Yuan Infant Monk, and he will have to hang it first.

Moreover, Zhang Fan estimated that this poisonous blood would definitely not be able to threaten this Yuan Infant Monk, but as long as he could slightly block the footsteps of this Yuan Infant Monk, Zhang Fan would be satisfied.

Although the poisonous blood is domineering, the difference between the two sides is a whole two realms, and no matter how powerful the poisonous blood is, it is impossible to deal with Lei Mu. If it weren't for Lei Mu trying to capture Zhang Fan alive, as long as Lei Mu used two spells to attack Zhang Fan from afar, he could make Zhang Fan unable to live.

But even so, the distance between the two is getting shorter and shorter, Zhang Fan has clearly seen the grim smile on the old man's face, and the distance between the two sides is only less than ten zhang.

If you don't make a move, I'm afraid you will be caught by this old man directly, Zhang Fan threw the poisonous blood in his hand towards Lei Mu without hesitation.

The black poisonous blood turned into a blood sword and stabbed at Lei Mu, Lei Mu snorted coldly, and directly collected the blood sword in his hand, and Lei Mu didn't take the attack of a foundation building monk to heart.

But when he received it in his hand, he found that there was a faint stinging smell on this blood sword, which was actually a drop of ink-like black liquid, and Lei Mu's face suddenly changed greatly.

"It's definitely not normal blood, it's... This is poisonous blood!" Lei Mu said in shock. (To be continued......)