Nine Transformations of the True Spirit

The short and fat monk shouted: "Don't go too far! I have never met this fellow Taoist. Please leave quickly and don't fall into the hands of these demon cultivators!"

He spoke in an anxious tone, with a face full of grief and anger. He kept winking at Chen Yuan, as if urging him to leave quickly and not to worry about him.

This move made the three demon cultivators more suspicious of Chen Yuan's identity. The monk who spoke said: "There must be something strange about this person!"

The other person stared at Chen Yuan, frowning, with a puzzled look on his face, as if he was trying to identify something.

The demon cultivator who intercepted the storage bag flew up and said coldly: "Why bother thinking, just kill them all!"

The short and fat cultivator changed his expression when he heard this: "Junior brother Zhang, hurry up, it's all my fault. I was anxious and exposed your identity!"

Chen Yuan glanced at the short and fat cultivator and said lightly: "Since you are determined to die, I will fulfill your wish."

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure suddenly grew to about eight feet tall, his whole body was covered with bronze color, and his figure shook, and he flew out of the Duyun Boat and rushed straight to the three demon cultivators!

The demon cultivator who had been staring at Chen Yuan saw this situation and finally stopped hesitating. His eyes were full of fear, and he pulled back and screamed: "This person is Wei Wuding, the physical cultivator of Lingyun Sect, the person that Elder Liu is chasing!"

The other two demon cultivators changed their expressions when they heard this and retreated.

The short and fat cultivator was stunned for a moment, but was also shocked by the word "physical cultivator" and hurriedly distanced himself from Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan ignored the short and fat monk, came to a demon cultivator, and punched him.

The three demon cultivators relied on their numbers and stopped ten feet in front of Chen Yuan and the short and fat monk. They didn't take the two seriously at all. Although they tried their best to retreat, they couldn't dodge in time and could only drive the blood spirits to resist.

But under Chen Yuan's 300,000-jin strength, the blood spirits had no power to resist. They were blown up by Chen Yuan's punches and turned into blood all over the sky. They fell down, corroding all the flowers, plants and trees on the ground here, leaving countless ugly scars.

Chen Yuan broke through the defense of the two demon cultivators and came to them. The two wanted to use spiritual weapons to resist, but it was too late. Chen Yuan stretched out his hands, grabbed the necks of the two, and then exerted a little force to crush them to death.

The two demon cultivators were full of unwillingness, their spirits faded, their souls left their bodies, and fled far away.

They were all late-stage foundation-building demon cultivators, and they were not unknown figures in the Blood Spirit Sect, but they underestimated Chen Yuan and were too close to him. They died on the spot before they could use their skills or even escape.

The surviving demon cultivator escaped only because he was farther away from the storage bag.

He saw two fellow disciples die tragically, and their souls were surging. He stroked the storage bag, took out a sound transmission talisman, and threw it out.

Then he slapped his chest, spurted out a stream of blood, and muttered something. The blood immediately turned into a blood mist and wrapped around him. It was the blood escape technique that Chen Yuan had learned.

Chen Yuan wanted to capture the souls of the two demon cultivators, but when he saw this, his eyes became fierce, and he released two true essences to crush the souls of the two demon cultivators. He shook his body and rushed towards this person.

He was very decisive. When the demon cultivator was halfway through the blood escape technique, Chen Yuan rushed up, so he had to retreat while performing the technique.

But he wanted to perform the Blood Escape Technique. With his mind distracted, his speed was extremely slow, and the distance between him and Chen Yuan was still shrinking.

His pupils shrank, and he said in a hurry: "Wei Wuding, I have sent a sound transmission note to Elder Liu. He is in Huanyue Market, only a few dozen miles away from here, and will be here in a blink of an eye. If you insist on killing me, you will die when Elder Liu catches up with you!"

At the same time, he released hundreds of blood spirits, flying towards Chen Yuan to stop him.

Chen Yuan paused, looked at the sound transmission note that was going away, and then looked at the hundreds of blood spirits that were rushing towards him. He snorted coldly and stopped chasing this demon cultivator.

The demon cultivator breathed a sigh of relief, and did not dare to stop at all, turning around and running for his life.

Chen Yuan turned around, and the short and fat cultivator had already driven the flying boat and escaped hundreds of feet away.

He saw that Chen Yuan could blast the blood spirit with his physical strength alone, and easily crushed two late-stage foundation-building demon cultivators to death. He was filled with regret for involving such a vicious person. He did not dare to stay for a moment and turned around and fled.

How could Chen Yuan let go of this person who dragged him into danger? Moreover, he had just crushed the souls of two demon cultivators, and needed to search the soul of the short and fat cultivator to understand the current situation of Qi State, so he immediately chased after him.

He returned to the Duyun Boat, raised his hand and made a gesture, and a phantom of Fengluan wrapped around the Duyun Boat, and the speed of escape increased sharply.

Regardless of whether the escaped demon cultivator said it was true or false, Chen Yuan could only believe it rather than not believe it.

Liu Fan might catch up at any time, and he could not waste any time.

After Duyun Boat activated the Fengluan demon power, its escape speed was comparable to that of an early-stage Jindan cultivator, and much faster than the high-quality flying boat under the feet of the short and fat cultivator.

The short and fat monk had been paying attention to Chen Yuan's movements. Seeing him catch up so quickly, he was shocked and frantically injected his true energy into the flying boat under his feet, but his speed could not be increased any more. The distance between the two kept getting closer.

The short and fat monk gritted his teeth, took out a storage bag, threw it to the side, and said loudly: "I shouldn't have brought trouble to others and involved fellow Taoists. This storage bag contains a large amount of cultivation resources. Please spare my life!"

The storage bag fell down like a meteor. Chen Yuan just glanced at it and ignored it, and continued to chase the short and fat monk.

Who knows if this storage bag is empty?

And even if the storage bag is really full of cultivation materials, Chen Yuan doesn't care. He just wants to capture the short and fat monk and see if Liu Fan has really arrived at Huanyue Market.

Seeing that the storage bag was of no use to Chen Yuan, the pudgy monk became even more anxious.

This storage bag was filled with precious cultivation materials. There were three hundred middle-grade spiritual stones in the spiritual stone category alone. When he threw it out, his heart was bleeding.

The short and fat monk was heartbroken, touched the storage bag on his waist, took out two top-quality spiritual weapons, threw them on both sides of the flying boat, and shouted: "These two top-quality spiritual weapons are given to fellow Taoists to make amends to them." !”

Chen Yuan glanced at it. The two top-quality spiritual weapons were a mace and a propaganda pen. They had a strong aura and were extremely extraordinary.

But he still ignored it and continued to chase the short and fat monk.

How could he put a mere top-grade spiritual weapon in his eyes?

The short and fat monk was stunned. These were two top-quality spiritual weapons. Which late-stage foundation-building monk wouldn’t be crazy about them?

At this time, Chen Yuan was only more than thirty feet away from him. He became more and more panicked. He touched the storage bag again, took out three wooden boxes, opened the lid of the box, threw them out, and shouted: "These are three five-hundred-year-old spirit trees." Damn it, I apologize to my fellow Taoist, you and I have no life-or-death enmity, so don’t bully others too much!”

After the wooden box was thrown out of the flying boat, three purple spiritual grasses flew from the box, emitting rich spiritual energy.

Chen Yuan glanced at it and recognized that these three spiritual grasses were the main ingredients of the elixir-forming elixir "Feiyan Dan". He happened to have the recipe for this elixir in his hand, which was given by Lin Hao. .

But he did not lack the five-hundred-year-old spiritual grass, and his escape speed did not slow down at all. Even if the three spiritual grasses fell, he still chased the short and fat monk.

Seeing that Chen Yuan could even give up the five-hundred-year-old spiritual grass, the short and fat monk almost went crazy and shouted: "What grudge do I have against you?"

"I'm just borrowing your strength to resist those three demon cultivators. You have nothing to lose, so why bother pushing me?"

"As long as you spare my life, I am willing to give all the treasures I have on my body. This is the treasure accumulated by Guiyuan Pavilion for more than half a year. Even the Danjie monks will be crazy about it!"

Chen Yuan ignored the pleading of the pudgy monk and frantically injected real energy into the Duyun Boat. The distance between the two continued to shrink.

The pudgy monk finally became desperate and shouted: "I will fight with you!"

He stopped running away, turned around, his eyes were red, released a spiritual weapon, and attacked.

Chen Yuan sneered, Duyunzhou's escape speed did not slow down, and he rushed forward boldly, raised his left hand, and grabbed the spiritual weapon.

This is a three-foot flying sword. The sword body is like a stream of autumn water, with a cold light flashing. It looks extraordinary, but it is only a top-grade spiritual weapon.

The short and fat monk was overjoyed. This man dared to block the flying sword with his bare hands. He was really asking for his own death.

He frantically activated the true energy in his body, increased the speed of the flying sword a few points, and slashed down.

Chen Yuan's expression remained unchanged, he grabbed the flying sword with his left hand and closed it suddenly.

The cyan flying sword struck Chen Yuan's left hand, making a muffled sound like a defeat. Chen Yuan's bronze-colored left hand was actually intact.

The pudgy monk's expression changed drastically. Even if he was a physical practitioner, he couldn't resist a high-grade spiritual weapon with his bare hands!

The cyan flying sword kept struggling in Chen Yuan's left hand, like a fish trying to escape from the fisherman's big hand.

But under Chen Yuan's huge strength, Feijian had no chance to break free.

Chen Yuan grabbed the green flying sword in his left hand and came to the short and fat monk. He stepped out of the cloud crossing boat and stretched out his right hand like lightning to grab the short and fat monk's neck.

The Yundu Boat escaped so fast that the pudgy monk only had time to use his flying sword. Before he could use his guarding spiritual weapon, he could only duck and dodge.

He left the flying boat at his feet and ran back, but he was soon caught up by Chen Yuan, who grabbed his neck and squeezed him to death.

Although this person has a lot of money, all the weapons he uses are top-grade spiritual weapons, and his strength is mediocre. What he did was just a last desperate struggle.

After Chen Yuan killed the short and fat monk, he released the secret technique of the giant spirit body, and his body returned to normal. He raised his hand to take his soul into his hand, and used the soul-searching technique.

Ten breaths later, he released a ray of true energy to crush the short and fat monk's soul. He put away several storage bags on his body together with the high-grade flying boat and flying sword spiritual weapon, returned to the cloud crossing boat, and flew away. And go.

Chen Yuan felt the backlash of Feng Luan's demon power like a needle prick, his expression was solemn and his eyes were gloomy.

From the memory of the short and fat monk, he learned the reason why this person was chased by three Blood Spirit Sect demon cultivators.

After the defeat of the six major sects of Qi State, each sect did not dare to break the agreement publicly and actively prepared to move away from Qi State. However, privately, they delayed the time and searched for resources. The relocation of the sects was delayed again and again.

Naturally, the two demon sects could not tolerate this kind of behavior, so they sent their disciples to expel the six sects of Qi State and take over the mineral veins of Fangshi.

The short and fat monk is a deacon disciple of Guiyuan Sect and is responsible for the business of Guiyuan Pavilion in Huanyuefang City.

In accordance with the sect's instructions, he has been searching for resources in Huanyuefang City for the past half month, frantically digging for ores from a small spiritual material vein near Fang City, which can be said to be fishing for all.

However, the Guiyuan Sect also knew that the patience of the two demon sects had a bottom line, and asked its monks to evacuate three days ago to avoid being intercepted and killed by the demon cultivators.

However, seeing that the situation of Guiyuan Sect was over, the pudgy monk took advantage of his position, ignored the orders of the sect, and continued to search for cultivation resources, hoping to leave Guiyuan Sect and flee to another country.

It was just that he was too greedy and did not leave Huanyuefang City until the Blood Spirit Sect took over. He could only escape in panic when three Blood Spirit Sect demon cultivators chased him.

And Liu Fan was the one who led the Demonic Cultivators of the Blood Spirit Sect to take over Huanyuefang City this time.

It's just that as a master Jiedan, he naturally wouldn't hunt down the foundation-building monks of Guiyuan Sect, and left the matter to his disciples.

The demon cultivator first released the sound transmission talisman and then fled back to Huanyue Market. After Liu Fan learned about Chen Yuan, he would definitely catch up with him immediately.

Chen Yuan did not dare to delay for a moment and immediately fled with all his strength.

As long as he could reach the barren mountain where the ancient teleportation array was located, he could completely get rid of Liu Fan.

But Chen Yuan had only flown more than ten miles when he heard a happy laugh: "Wei Wuding, I'll see where you can escape to today!"

Chen Yuan looked back and saw a beam of light flying from a distance, like thunder and lightning. In a few breaths, it caught up with him within a thousand feet.

The light emitted a rich blood color and seemed to be covered by a layer of blood mist. Liu Fan's face could be vaguely seen behind the blood mist.

Chen Yuan was shocked. Liu Fan actually valued him so much that he was willing to waste his blood and perform the blood escape technique!

At this speed, it would only take more than twenty breaths for Liu Fan to catch up with him.

Moreover, after Liu Fan chased within a thousand feet, dozens of blood spirits flew out of his body and pounced on Chen Yuan at a faster speed. It only took a few breaths to catch up.

Liu Fan had no free and easy spirit at this time. He looked at Chen Yuan from afar with a fiery gaze and a sneer on his face.

As long as he caught Chen Yuan, he could obtain two magic weapons and a mustard seed ring. Even if they were not suitable for magic cultivation, they could be exchanged for a large number of cultivation resources, and he would soar into the sky from then on!

Chen Yuan faced a life-and-death crisis. He took a deep breath, suppressed the panic in his heart, raised his hand and slapped his chest fiercely, spitting out a large mouthful of blood, pinched his hands, and muttered something.

This group of blood essence exploded and turned into a blood mist, wrapping up the Duyunzhou.

The Duyunzhou was covered with a layer of thick blood light, and the phantom of Fengluan turned into a blood phoenix, escaping at a rapid speed and escaping far away.

Chen Yuan used the blood escape technique and spent three breaths to quickly distance himself before the blood spirit pounced on him.

Liu Fan was stunned to see that Wei Wuding's escape speed was no less than his own. Then he frantically urged his true essence to increase his escape speed by one point.

He performed the blood escape technique, and his escape speed even surpassed 90% of the early Jindan cultivators, comparable to the middle Jindan cultivators. However, Wei Wuding was just a foundation-building cultivator, but his escape speed was comparable to his.

Judging from his actions, he should have performed the blood escape technique, but combining the blood escape technique with a flying escape magic weapon was unheard of.

If he could learn this technique and get a flying escape magic weapon, wouldn't it be another life-saving trump card?

Liu Fan was overjoyed and followed Chen Yuan from a distance, but he was not in a hurry to catch up.

After performing the blood escape technique, he had already consumed 20% of his blood and essence. If his escape speed increased again, his vitality would be greatly damaged, and it would be much more troublesome to recover.

No matter how fast Wei Wuding's escape speed was, he was only a foundation-building cultivator. How could he outlast him?

Moreover, his spiritual awareness was enough to cover a ten-mile radius, so he was not worried about losing Chen Yuan's trace.

Run away, run away as much as you want, I will not let you go even if you go to heaven or hell today!

Liu Fan sneered, and a hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes as he looked at Chen Yuan.