Zhang Yan looked at the wisp of divine soul completely shattered and dissipated in the heaven and earth, only to retract his divine sense, but did not relax his vigilance, a little under his feet, flying a few steps, he came to the top of the highest mountain on the edge of the valley, and let go of his divine consciousness with all his might, within a range of a few miles, he swept it no less than ten times, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Returned to Liu Xiaoguo and sat down, full of exhaustion, at this moment he stared at his body, only to find that his back was seriously injured, blood flowed, and he searched for a long time in the storage bag, but he couldn't find the healing pill, so he simply took out a blood vine flower directly from the storage bag, chewed it directly, and applied it to the wound, the blood was slowly stopped, and there was a burst of itching from the wound, and the whole person felt better.

"Fortunately, the divine consciousness is condensed enough, so it was only lightly injured, and the soul of this old monster is extremely weak, otherwise he will really be taken away, but it will take a while to cultivate the divine consciousness to heal. ”

Zhang Yan looked inward to probe his divine sense, and when he saw that his divine consciousness was faint, he was subconsciously afraid, and couldn't help muttering to himself.

The Yin corpse was killed, Deacon Liu's divine thoughts were also destroyed by him, and the originally imprisoned mana was finally loosened.

Looking inward again to investigate his dantian, the yin spirit qi and death qi had already been devoured by Dao Ying, and there was no trace of it, but the dantian was like a dry pond, without a trace of mana, Zhang Yan smiled bitterly and found the remaining qi induction pill from the storage bag, and swallowed it in one go.

The meridians of the whole body seemed to be a dry earth that had encountered the first spring rain of the coming year, and it instantly became active, and Zhang Yan suddenly felt warm all over his body, and the previous pain was slowly relieved.

But the next moment, Zhang Yan stared at his mana slowly growing dantian again, but his whole body and mind sank to the bottom, because at this time he found that he had actually been knocked down from the realm, which was originally the cultivation of the ninth layer of the Qi Refining Period, but now it was only the seventh layer of the Qi Refining Period, and the realm cultivation was lowered by two layers.

Zhang Yan was stunned for a long time, he had broken through from the peak of the eighth layer of the Qi Refining Period to the ninth layer of the Qi Refining Period before, but he had spent five Zhuji Dan and nearly two years of hard cultivation before he broke through to the ninth layer of the Qi Refining Period, and now his cultivation was actually knocked down to the seventh layer of the Qi Refining Period, and he was stunned all of a sudden.

Gloomily, he tried the mana of his whole body, and after several inductions, his cultivation did fall to the seventh layer of the Qi Refining Period, and Zhang Yan could only accept this unacceptable fact.

"Cultivation is falling, fortunately, the body is still strong, the divine consciousness is still there, plus the shadow of the gods, as long as you don't encounter the old monster above the late foundation building period, you can still do self-preservation, and you can still run away from the monks in the middle of the foundation building period, but you can't go on like this, do the ascetic scattered monks, you can't practice at all, not to mention the slow cultivation, just say that the cultivation of immortals step by step thorns, the possibility of falling is very large, this time I just cultivated for the fall, next time it will not be so lucky. ”

Zhang Yan rubbed a silver-white token in his hand with a gloomy face, and said to himself with a slight frown: "The best way is to join a powerful sect and become its disciple, so that you can practice penance without worry, and the resources are more secure, so this time the Ancient Sword Sect accepts disciples, I have to go!"

Retracting the token, Zhang Yan seemed to remember something, and took out a handful of talismans from the storage bag, such as the Vajra Talisman, the Fire Spirit Talisman, the Sky Sweeping Talisman, the Wind Talisman and hundreds of Fire Bullet Talismans...... Densely piled up in front of him, Zhang Yan's idea was very simple, that is, to put all these talismans on his body, even if he didn't have mana, he could easily take out the talisman seals from his body to resist the enemy, but he didn't think that mana would be imprisoned before, so he didn't do it so carefully.

Hundreds of fire bullet talismans were placed together in the robes, and the vajra talismans and fire spirit talismans were also placed in the most convenient place.

After placing all the talismans in place, the mana on Zhang Yan's body also recovered during this period, and all he had to do was to leave here as soon as possible, otherwise there would be other monks coming, seeing him alone, he would definitely have bad intentions, and it would be dangerous at that time.

However, Zhang Yan pondered for a while, and decided to clean the fighting valley before leaving, which would not take much time.

Cheng Wushuang's storage bag had already been shattered together with the body, and there were not even fragments of a magic weapon left, let alone a spirit stone, as for Deacon Liu, he didn't carry a storage bag at all, and there was no treasure on his body, but it reminded Zhang Yan of the magic weapon that was similar to an arrow that flew out of the mouth of Deacon Liu's Yin corpse, and the flying needle that sprayed out of the sky like rain.

He saw the power of the magic weapon with his own eyes, and even the middle-aged man was shot hard and escaped, and he also shouted the name of the magic weapon before: Taiyi Yin Spirit Needle.

Zhang Yan found the left cylinder similar to an arrow in the place where Deacon Liu was fighting, but there was no opening, and the cylinder was densely hollowed out with holes the size of silver needles, and the cylinder was like iron and not iron, extremely hard, and cold.

He didn't look closely, he ran under the feet of the tube, came to the location of the middle-aged man's fighting method, searched for it, and finally found some silver needles under the valley stream bits and pieces, there were hundreds of them.

However, Zhang Yan didn't dare to pick it up directly with his hands, and found a rag to wrap his hands, only to pick them up one by one, and put them back into the cylinder along the holes in those needle holes.

After Zhang Yan picked up all the silver needles left in the valley, he didn't study them, turned over and put the cylinder into the storage bag, and then came to the remains of Tuoba Yun and Hou Xiaoqi in the valley stream, sighed, found a secluded place not far away, dug a simple cemetery, buried the two, and erected two stone tablets to engrave the names of the two of them.

After a fierce fight, it had already passed all night, at this time the sky began to light slightly, Zhang Yan did not dare to stay longer, took a few steps to Liu Xiaoguo's side, carried her on his back, and pasted a wind charm on his feet.

Without hesitation, Zhang Yan rushed all the way to the north, but he did not run in a straight line like a stunned head, but used a few lower grade spirit stones to arrange a simple phantom array every time he arrived at a mountain, and then folded a large circle in another direction, and constantly set up a phantom array, until he ran out of nearly a hundred miles, he was completely relieved, he didn't want to be followed carelessly, and it caused a burst of trouble, then there was really no place to cry.

However, after running for nearly a hundred miles, what made Zhang Yan depressed was that not to mention seeing a city, there was not even a ravine village, so there was really no store in front of the village and behind the village.

Helplessly, he carried the girl on his back and flew more than ten miles to the northeast, but was blocked by a big river, the big river was a few miles wide, the river roared and rushed through, and the water was obviously unrealistic, just when he was thinking about whether to fly over with Liu Xiaoguo's sword on his back, a few sword lights suddenly appeared in the sky in the south, coming towards the north.

Zhang Yan was shocked, and without thinking about it, he flew towards the north, and in a moment he came to the edge of a forest with ancient trees, the forest was full of thick fog, and he couldn't see anything inside, but he didn't dare to hesitate, released his divine sense, and rushed into the forest full of dense fog with the girl on his back.

After about half a cup of tea, four sword lights stopped in the sky above the forest, an old man, two teenagers in their twenties and a young girl in their twenties.

The two teenagers, one with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, looked very free, as for the other teenager, his face was indifferent, and his proud expression was clear from his eyes.

As for the girl, her face was delicate, her eyes were like waves, she was wearing a tight dress, tight leopard print pants, and a pair of small brute boots, and she was full of brutality and elf eccentricity.

"Fourth Grandpa, did you say that it was a monk or a demon beast who escaped into this misty forest just now?" the girl stared at the forest below and gurgled around, and then asked the old man in front of her suspiciously.

"Hehe, you girl, just such a long distance, even if the fourth grandfather is so powerful, he can't probe that far, but I think it should be a demon beast that ran out of the misty jungle, otherwise why would I be shocked to plunge into this forest when I saw us, this misty jungle is one of the famous dangerous places, and ordinary monks will not enter it. ”

The old man's back bowed slightly, and when he heard the girl's doubtful words, he suddenly showed a kind smile and said, "It's not far from the day when the Ancient Sword Sect will accept disciples, let's continue on the road, and if we go early, we can get more familiar with the opponent this time." ”

"Everything is subject to the arrangement of the four elders!"

The two teenagers behind the old man, after listening to the girl's mouth, their eyes kept staring at the girl, one showed admiration and the other showed firmness, they both wanted to say something, but they were blocked by the old man.

When the old man heard the words of the two teenagers, he nodded slightly, and then his sword flashed, and he took the lead in flying north, and the two teenagers and the girl behind him did not hesitate, and they also followed.

In the midst of the misty jungle.

Zhang Yan carried the girl Liu Xiaoguo on his back and ran for half a mile in the forest before he stopped panting, and then released his divine sense, quietly probing the situation behind him to see if anyone was coming.

Zhang Yan hugged the girl and leaned against a big tree, for half an hour, seeing that there was no situation in his own way, and thinking that the monks did not find him, he was completely relieved.

The fog here slowed down a little, and it was not so thick that he couldn't see the front clearly, but Zhang Yan didn't think about exiting the forest, and since he had entered, he would find a tree cave or cave to heal and cultivate for a while.

Holding the girl and walking towards the interior of the forest where the fog was getting less and less, he didn't encounter a beast, let alone a demon beast, but Zhang Yan didn't doubt it, and walked directly inside.

"It's a bit weird here, there is not a single demon beast infested, and I can't move forward, but this girl is in trouble, and I don't know if I can force the death qi in her body out of the body. ”

After walking for a while, the fog completely dissipated, but Zhang Yan was shocked, only to find that he didn't find a demon beast all the way, even if he didn't find a demon beast all the way, the surroundings were terrifyingly quiet, and he couldn't even hear the sound of insects and ants.

However, Zhang Yan did not panic, and walked for a while, bypassing the towering ancient trees, preparing to find a tree hole or a mountain stone or something like that to open a small cave.

Unexpectedly, at this time, it was dark in front of me, only to see a huge building surrounded by ancient trees that had become a ruin, to be precise, this ruin should be a cemetery, from the old ruins above the cemetery, it can be faintly seen that there should be a small palace with the eaves of the Zhumen on it, but the years are mottled, covering up all the appearances of the past.

Zhang Yan looked up and looked carefully, and found that above the ruins of the cemetery, there was a dark breath like smoke swirling, as if he wanted to fly away from the ruins of the cemetery, but he couldn't fly away, at this moment those lingering breaths seemed to sense his arrival, and suddenly let out a soft cry of "huhu", and flew back into the ruins in a blink of an eye.

Zhang Yan suddenly felt shuddered, his eyes were shocked, he didn't dare to stay in such a strange place, and he couldn't help but take two steps back and prepare to leave to find another place.