Mortals start by seizing the soul of Shequ

After escaping three hundred miles in one breath, Xie Duanyang just slowed down his escape, deflected the direction and accelerated again with all his strength.

Another three hundred miles.

After spending more than half of his mana, he completely pressed down on the escape light and descended to a high mountain and dense forest.

"This is it."

After casting the "Wind Control Technique" and searching around, Xie Duanyang nodded with satisfaction.

Take out eighteen formation plates and thirty-six formation flags, and lay out the improved "Inverted Five Elements Formation".

The scaled-down version of the set in Han Li's hands not only had only one-tenth of its original power, but the range of the formation could only cover dozens of acres.

But now this set has expanded its area several times.

But of course he would not make it so big. Instead, he would deliberately shrink it and restrict it to a radius of thirty or forty feet.

After doing this, Xie Duanyang waved the main formation flag to activate the restrictions.

Seeing that there was nothing unusual about him, he did not stop and controlled the armored corpse to sink himself into the ground.

Until the pressure from the surrounding soil is as strong as fine iron, and every step forward consumes a lot of mana to stop itself.

The Mingjia Corpse used earth-moving magic to temporarily create a small stone chamber in the belly of the mountain.

Xie Duanyang took out several moonstones and embedded them on the wall.

After doing this, he didn't take any further action, and just asked the armored corpse to guard him.

Then swallow the elixir, sit quietly and adjust your breath, and restore the lost mana and consciousness.

Although several measures have been taken, we still have to be careful to be on guard against the secret skills of the two alchemy monks.

Not even half an hour after Xie Duanyang left, there was an escaping light surrounded by black smoke, accompanied by ghost cries, flying over.

"Young Master, those two boys have run too far away, and I can't find them with my spiritual consciousness."

He put away his escape light and carefully placed Wang Chan, who had lost an arm and looked pale, on the ground.

The old man in green, with all white hair and beard, and layers of wrinkles on his face, used his spiritual mind to search the circle carefully, and then shook his head with an ugly expression.

Although the consciousness of the Danjie monks is strong, if they have not practiced special secret techniques, they can only reach tens of miles, and a hundred miles is the ultimate.

And it doesn’t mean that everything within the scope of spiritual consciousness can be investigated clearly.

The closer the distance, the clearer the "seeing".

At the extreme boundary, there is only a model lake induction.

Xie Duanyang was hundreds of miles away, and Han Li ran non-stop for thousands of miles. How could he find him?

However, he was not idle either. He dug out the equipment of the "Blue Cloud Formation" from the ground one by one.

In fact, the mood of the Ghost Spirit Sect Core Formation Master was far more shocked than his expression.

The two of them were originally in charge of the "Yin Fire Formation", preparing to capture those foundation-building monks and refine their souls.

As a result, the originally good formation suddenly became unstable.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, some monks with strong magic power or great power came out.

Because most of those people were attacked with all their strength, and the two of them wanted to save their lives, their hands were tied, and they actually ended up in a stalemate for a while.

Some were captured alive, some were beheaded, and some were escaped.

After finally stabilizing the formation, the two of them discussed it and left one person to continue repairing and presiding over the formation, while the old man flew over to find his young master.

Although the souls and souls of dozens of foundation-building monks are precious, if you make a mistake, you will lose face in front of the Yan family.

But if something happens to Wang Chan, even if they make great achievements, they will not be able to escape punishment after returning to the Ghost Spirit Sect.

Thinking of this, the old man couldn't help but feel happy for his choice.

When he saw Wang Chan in a miserable condition, he was shocked.

Wang Chan's "Blood Spirit Magic" is already powerful, and he also has a top-quality magical weapon and holds two talismans.

Although he is only in the middle stage of cultivation, few monks in the later stage can beat him.

I just chased an early monk to stretch my muscles and bones, how could I end up like this?

He didn't have time to think too much, and he didn't want to ask directly, lest the proud and arrogant Wang Chan felt that he was being disrespected and would hold a grudge in his heart.

First input mana to stabilize the opponent's situation, and then drive away the poison.

Before he could speak, Wang Chan had already asked him to take her back with a livid face to hunt down Han Li and Xie Duanyang.

"The Hundred Poisons Killing Immortal Sword, Cold Light Barrier, Jade Phosphorous Five Poison Needles, Formation..."

His eyes swept over those utensils, and Wang Chan's voice was as cold as ice.

When he didn't release the magical weapon, a bloody light swept out of his body.

With just one roll, those formation disks and formation flags were completely crushed into pieces, turning into scrap metal with no spiritual energy.

"Chasing, I don't believe how far a mere early stage monk can run!"

After venting his anger, Wang Chan's hatred did not diminish. She stared at the direction in which Han Li initially fled and issued cold orders.

At the last moment, he was too tired to run for his life, so he neither dared nor had the time to turn back to see Xie Duanyang.

But he remembered Han Li's whereabouts very clearly.

Looking at Wang Chan's two bright red eyes, the old man in green robe nodded silently.

"Blood Spirit Technique" is the first secret technique of the Ghost Spirit Sect, and it is extremely superior even in the entire demonic world.

Although it is powerful, like other magic techniques, it is also extremely dangerous.

Because it can reliably absorb the essence, blood and soul of monks to improve their cultivation and practice Dafa.

Therefore, in addition to being very strict on spiritual root attributes, the requirements on character are also extremely high.

Once you cannot control it, you are in danger of going crazy and becoming possessed.

In fact, it can be seen from the bloodthirsty intention when he took action.

Wang Chan wears a mask everywhere, which is also related to this.

That mask has no killing or protective power, but it is a rare treasure that calms the mind and calms the mind.

Today he was frustrated twice in a row. If he didn't vent his anger, it would become a mental obstacle to his future practice.

What's more, Wang Chan's storage bag also contains several extremely important items that cannot be lost.

Thinking in his heart, the old man in green robe has taken him to escape again.

During the chase, old man Li's brother also caught up and joined in.

It’s just that even with the combined efforts of the two Jiedan masters, they still can’t find any information about Han Li and Xie Duanyang.

When they returned to Yan Ling Castle and prepared to move the entire elite of the Yan family away, Wang Chan heard another piece of news that made him vomit blood.

Tian Buque from the Hehuan Sect took advantage of the absence of the Li brothers to take action.

Although there were no casualties among the twelve ghost guards brought by Wang Chan.

But the two female cultivators from the Seven Sects who had been subdued by the "Yin Fire Formation" were snatched away by him.

In one day, he was attacked three times by fellow monks.

Two of them are still in their early stages of cultivation lower than themselves.

Even the Li brothers couldn't help but pity the young master.

Of course, Han Li, Xie Duanyang, and Tian Buque were all listed on Wang Chan's must-kill list.

Xie Duanyang had no idea about the problem of the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect.

After meditating and adjusting his breath for most of the day, he felt that he was safe and finally began to count the gains from this trip.

"Why does this guy have so many elixirs like this?"

Frowning, Xie Duanyang put aside the bottle of bloody red elixir.

Then his eyes suddenly focused, looking at the classics that were carefully sealed in the jade box.

"The Scripture of All Spirits."

He whispered the name of the book.

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