Nine Transformations of the True Spirit

The two flying boats, one behind the other, fled towards the depths of the Boping Mountains.

The cyan flying boat of the Imperial Envoy Chen Yuan turned into a stream of green light and escaped extremely fast, but the distance between it and Liu Fan was still getting closer and closer.

The vermilion flying boat under Liu Fan's feet is a top-quality spiritual boat. Its escape speed is a few points faster than that of a late-stage foundation-building monk, and it is much stronger than the cyan flying boat.

The distance between the two was shortening rapidly. In just a few dozen breaths, there was only fifty feet left.

Chen Yuan didn't need to look back, he used his spiritual consciousness to see Liu Fan approaching, his face was gloomy, he suddenly activated his true energy, and the azure flying boat under his feet suddenly accelerated its escape speed, and opened a distance.

But after the green flying boat accelerated, its escape speed could only be compared with that of a late-stage foundation-building monk, and was still much inferior to Liu Fan. It only delayed the time for Liu Fan to catch up, but he still couldn't escape.

Liu Fan was not in a hurry. He sent Feizhou to follow behind Chen Yuan and said with a smile on his lips: "Fellow Daoist Wei, stop struggling in vain. The beautiful mountains and clear waters here are the place where fellow Taoist was buried."

Chen Yuan didn't answer, and the cyan flying boat's escape speed increased slightly.

Liu Fan shook his head slightly, and with a rush of true energy, the speed of the vermilion flying boat suddenly increased, approaching within ten feet of Chen Yuan, and he was about to catch up.

Chen Yuan's expression changed wildly, and he hurriedly lowered the green flying boat, drew an arc, and flew to the left, narrowly avoiding it.

Liu Fan smiled slightly, turned the scarlet flying boat to the left, and chased after him.

When Chen Yuan saw Liu Fan killing them all, his face became even more ugly. The green flying boat descended again, like a fish, shuttling between the mountains.

Liu Fan frowned slightly, and with a rush of his true energy, the scarlet flying boat also lowered its altitude and chased after him.

The peaks here are over a thousand feet high, with dense forests and complex terrain. If he stayed high in the sky and was blocked by the peaks, he would probably be thrown away by Chen Yuan.

The two flew in tandem, getting lower and lower, flying close to the mountain peaks and dense forests, startling flocks of birds.

But no matter how hard Chen Yuan tried to escape, the distance between him and Liu Fan kept shrinking, leaving only more than twenty feet.

For the monks, this is within reach.

Liu Fan waved his sleeves, and more than a dozen blood spirits flew out, flashed past, came to the sky above the blue flying boat, and pounced on Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan punched several times in succession to repel the blood spirit, but was also affected by it. The escape speed of the blue flying boat was slowed down by a point, and Liu Fan took the opportunity to catch up to him.

At the same time, more blood spirits flew out of his body and entangled Chen Yuan. The distance between the two continued to shorten. After more than ten breaths, there was only less than ten feet left.

Chen Yuan's face was as gloomy as water. He suddenly shouted loudly and suddenly threw out several punches to repel the attacking blood spirit. The green flying boat suddenly descended and fell into a valley.

The blood spirit refused to let go and continued to pester him.

When Liu Fan saw that Chen Yuan was in a hurry and was desperate to survive, he immediately followed him in a boat.

This person is a rare body cultivator, and he probably has some body cultivating skills on him, so he must not be let go.

He followed Chen Yuan to the valley. With a wave of his sleeve, dozens of blood spirits flew out of his body and came to the top of the valley, cutting off Chen Yuan's retreat.

This valley is not big, only a few acres in size. There is only one passage, surrounded by mountain walls dozens of feet high. The blood spirit general is standing on top of it. Chen Yuan is like a turtle in the urn, unable to escape even if he has no wings.

But at this moment, Chen Yuan, who had been running away in embarrassment, suddenly turned around. His figure swelled to seven feet tall, with bulging muscles and a faint bronze color on his body. He flew out of the green flying boat a little under his feet. Rush towards Liu Fan!

At the same time, a voice filled with deep hatred sounded: "Get up!"

As the words fell, a corner of the valley rippled like water, and a plain white gauze flew up, revealing Yu Qing's figure.

He looked ferocious and stared at Liu Fan. He held a formation plate with seven middle-grade spiritual stones in his left hand. He made a secret with his right hand and injected a trace of true energy into it.

The thirteen formation flags that had been planted around the valley shone brightly, shooting out thirteen intertwined rays of green and red, like an upside-down jade bowl, trying to trap Liu Fan in it.

This is where Chen Yuan and Yu Qing decided to ambush Liu Fan. He changed his name to Wei Wuding, exposed his identity as a physical cultivator, fought a fierce battle with Liu Fan, pretended to be defeated, and retreated here, finally leading him into the valley!

Liu Fan's expression changed. This formation was actually set up with thirteen pole formation flags. It was full of spiritual power. It was at least an intermediate spiritual formation.

After Chen Yuan's body shape changed, his energy surged even more, like a peerless ferocious beast, very similar to the body cultivator in his memory.

He must escape and must not be trapped in the formation!

Liu Fan waved his sleeve, and half of the ninety-three blood spirits separated and rushed towards Chen Yuan, blocking his steps.

Then he raised his hands to seal the secret and shouted: "Disperse!"

The water of the blood river in the remaining half of the blood spirit flew out and turned into half a five-foot-long river of dirty blood, flowing upstream and rushing towards the formation light screen, while the blood spirit flew back into Liu Fan's body.

Facing the attacking blood spirit, Chen Yuan sneered, his face no longer gloomy and panicked, and he punched several times in succession.

Several blood spirits were hit by Chen Yuan and could not withstand the huge force of 200,000 kilograms. They exploded and turned into a rain of blood.

But Liu Fan's blood spirit was refined with the essence and blood of monks in the late stage of Foundation Establishment, and his body was filled with complete filthy blood river water, which was far stronger than Ningbi's blood spirit.

After these blood spirits exploded, half of the blood rain that filled the sky disappeared, but the remaining half was pulled by invisible forces and regrouped.

It's just that the bodies of these blood spirits have become illusory and transparent, far inferior to other blood spirits. At most, they can only withstand one more punch from Chen Yuan.

The dozen or so blood spirits that rushed over were also blown up by Chen Yuan's punch. If it weren't for the dirty blood river water in their bodies, they would have disappeared long ago with their own blood essence.

But under the obstruction of more than 40 blood spirits, Chen Yuan's forward momentum was forced to slow down.

These blood spirits were fearless and kept coming one after another. If he didn't kill them all, he would never threaten Liu Fan.

Liu Fan was shocked to see that the blood spirit he had carefully refined was not a match for Chen Yuan.

But at this time he had no time to be distracted. He just glanced at it and ignored Chen Yuan who was blocked by the blood spirit. With a push of his true energy, the vermilion flying boat under his feet suddenly accelerated, following the dirty blood river and escaping to the outside of the valley.

Yu Qing and Liu Fan had a grudge of exterminating their clans, so how could he let him leave? Regardless of consumption, he injected more true energy into the array plate, and the speed of the formation light curtain was accelerated a bit.

However, the intermediate spiritual formation was complicated, and Yu Qing was not a formation master. Even if he had a formation plate and flag, it would take several breaths of time to set up the formation.

At this time, the formation light curtain had covered most of the valley and was moving towards the middle. Only the last gap at the top was left to condense into one.

The half of the dirty blood river came to the top of the valley, like a python coiling, circling into a ball, with blood light shining, supporting the light curtain.

But the power of the intermediate spiritual formation was so strong that the formation light curtain kept shrinking towards the middle. The dirty blood river continued to shrink towards the middle despite its best efforts to resist, and the river water continued to dissipate.

Liu Fan's expression was grim, and he used all his strength to activate his true essence. The speed of the vermilion flying boat increased dramatically. At the last moment when the formation light curtain was about to form, he escaped from the only remaining gap in the middle of the dirty blood river.

The next moment, the formation light curtain condensed into a piece, and half of the dirty blood river was less than four feet, left in the formation.

Yu Qing saw Liu Fan escape from the Wind and Fire Formation, and his face showed reluctance. He changed the spell in his hand and shouted: "Wind!"

The formation plate lit up with a green light, and a breeze blew by. The more than 40 blood spirits fighting with Chen Yuan froze, and together with the half of the dirty blood river, they silently shattered into thousands of pieces like glass, turning into thousands of drops of blood essence.

Yu Qing changed the spell in his hand again: "Fire!"

Then countless white flames ignited, engulfing all the blood essence.

As the blood essence evaporated, waves of fishy smell came out. Yu Qing snorted coldly and injected a stream of true essence into the formation plate. A gust of wind blew by, taking away all the fishy smell.

When Yu Qing used the power of the Wind and Fire Formation to destroy the blood spirits, Chen Yuan released the secret technique of the giant spirit body and his body returned to normal.

He raised his sleeves and put away the Duyun Boat, came to the top of the valley, turned his head and looked at Yu Qing: "Yu Daoyou, let me out."

Yu Qing nodded, urged his true energy, and a hole appeared on the light curtain of the formation. Chen Yuan's figure flashed and flew out of the hole.

After Liu Fan escaped from the formation, he did not go away, but stopped above the light curtain of the formation, staring at Yu Qing who destroyed the blood spirit and the dirty blood river, his eyes were deep and unfathomable.

After Chen Yuan flew out of the formation, he turned his head and looked over, exclaiming: "Daoyou Wei actually has such a method, he is worthy of being a rare physical cultivator in the world. If it weren't for Liu's decisiveness, I'm afraid I would really fall into Daoyou's hands today!"

After Liu Fan escaped from the formation, he returned to his previous calm appearance.

Chen Yuan glanced at the vermilion flying boat under his feet and said lightly: "It's a pity that Wei was one step behind and failed to keep Fellow Daoist Liu."

When Liu Fan escaped from the formation just now, the speed of this flying boat was comparable to that of an early Jindan cultivator, and was comparable to that when he fully activated the Duyun Boat.

If not, even if Liu Fan decisively gave up half of the blood spirits and the dirty blood river, he would not be able to escape the wind and fire formation.

Now that there is no formation to siege him, it is impossible to kill Liu Fan again. With this top-grade spirit boat, he can leave when he wants and stay when he wants.

Liu Fan smiled and turned to look at Yu Qing in the formation: "This is Yu Qing, Daoist Fellow? I have been looking for you for three years. Today I finally meet you. It's a pleasure to meet you."

He bowed to Yu Qing, who said coldly: "Liu Fan, you are lucky to have escaped the wind and fire formation, otherwise today would be your death!"

Liu Fan smiled and said: "I have always been lucky. Today I not only escaped with my life, but also met Daoist Fellow Yu. It is really the favor of the Blood Spirit Saint Ancestor. The token is in Daoist Fellow's hand, right?"

Yu Qing said coldly: "Yes, the token is in my hand. What do you think?"

Liu Fan nodded slightly and looked at Chen Yuan again: "Daoist Fellow Wei is very powerful. I don't think I can kill Daoist Fellow and take the token from Daoist Fellow Yu. But it is difficult for the two of you to take the token from Liu. Why don't we three join forces to explore the cave of True Man Qingyou?"

Thanks to Ye Bubai for the reward!