Chapter 551: Escape

This old man in Yu Lingfu of the Pill Formation Monk is naturally the Elder Qiong of Wuji Palace.

Originally, she and Fairy Bihua agreed to leave the island and go to Zhaoning County to meet up with other sect members, but on the way Fairy Bihua discovered that there were several magic monks on the island, and she chased after them in a sudden move, intending to devour them.

Elder Qiong had not seen Fairy Bihua return for a long time, so he couldn't help but come to check.

But I never expected that Fairy Bihua would actually die!

But when he saw Ye Chunyang's face, some doubts flashed across his face. He had a vague feeling that he had seen him somewhere, but after thinking about it carefully, he had no impression.

What made him even more shocked and angry was that the person who killed Fairy Bihua turned out to be just a low-level monk with middle-level magic power. Why didn't Elder Qiong become so angry that he regarded Ye Chunyang as his mortal enemy?

Ye Chunyang's heart sank, he didn't expect that the enchanting woman had such a powerful companion.

He had no chance of winning against the pill-forming monks. In addition, he had consumed a lot of energy after activating the Seven-Star Sword Formation. He was afraid that his life or death would be uncertain today.

"Boy, I don't care who you are, if you dare to kill my Taoist companion, I will definitely extract your soul and refine it so that you will never be reincarnated!"

Elder Qiong shouted angrily.

Fairy Bihua is the one he loves, and he has been waiting for this for two hundred years. Now he has finally learned the information about the other party and rescued her. He doesn't want to see the light of day only to end up in hell in the blink of an eye. Even if he drinks this deep hatred, Ye Chunyang's heartache is hard to eliminate.

"Come and die!"

With a roar, the waves surged beneath Elder Qiong's feet, and the violent magic power pressed toward Ye Chunyang like a mountain.

Before Elder Qiong could finish his words, Ye Chunyang raised his hand and threw it away. The floating dust pearls were shining brightly, and there was a loud roar of wind all around him, and they turned into light spots and disappeared.

"Where are you going, kid!"

Elder Qiong never expected that Ye Chunyang could escape so quickly. He was startled in his heart, and then he jumped into a rage. His powerful spiritual consciousness locked onto the place where Ye Chunyang escaped, and he chased after Ye Chunyang like wind and lightning.

Ye Chunyang was so anxious that he shone brightly under the floating dust bead and the movement technique so close to Tianya, streaking across the sky like a shooting star and escaping several miles away in the blink of an eye.

He sent a message to Guang Lingzi, wanting to ask for advice on how to deal with this pill-forming monk, but he got no response for a long time. He couldn't help but secretly cursed the old monster for being unreliable. He was probably refining his natal blood and entering the slumber stage. .

Ye Chunyang's heart was gloomy, and he could only rely on himself for the current situation. With the old man's cultivation in the pill-forming stage, he would never be an opponent. Only by waiting for the opportunity could he gain a chance of survival.

He recalled the scene when he was dealing with the Qingshan Sect elder in Nanshan, and secretly wondered whether he should follow the law to lure the other party away, but after thinking about it for a moment, he finally rejected this plan.

The three masters were able to successfully lure away at first because of the assistance of Guang Lingzi and Skeleton Skull. But now Guang Lingzi is asleep, and Skeleton Skull has also been seriously injured and has not yet recovered, so he cannot distract them again.

Moreover, the three elders of the Qingshan Sect were only magic cultivators at the beginning, and Ye Chunyang was still confident in dealing with them. However, what he was facing now was a genuine power of pill formation. Even if he could set up a maze, he would never be able to hide them from them.

While Ye Chunyang was thinking to himself, a breath behind him was chasing after him like a shadow.

Realizing that the distance between the opponent and himself was gradually shortening, he clasped his hands and activated a magic formula. Layers of blood suddenly appeared on his body, his aura suddenly became violent for several minutes, and his escape speed also increased several times in an instant. In a flash, he escaped for about ten miles.

Although he cannot compete with the Danjie monk, it is not easy for the other party to catch him.

However, Ye Chunyang himself had already activated the Floating Dust Bead and the End of the World, and now he cast the Blood Curse. Even though his physical body was much stronger than the same level, it reached the limit of endurance, and several blood marks appeared on the skin of his body.

He inspected it briefly and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

This state is probably unprecedented, but I can't think too much about it right now. If I hesitate at all, the old man will definitely catch up.

Ye Chunyang didn't think there would be a chance to escape once he fell into the opponent's hands.

At that moment, he spurted out another mouthful of blood, and the magic formula changed rapidly. The escape light flowing around his body suddenly turned scarlet like blood, and his body accelerated and escaped as if it were almost illusory.

Just as he was fleeing for his life, light flashed in the sky behind him, and a figure suddenly appeared there like flying through the void. It was none other than Elder Qiong.

He raised his head and saw Ye Chunyang's lingering image, which slowly dissipated after a moment, with a dull expression on his face.

"What kind of escape technique is this kid using? It's several times faster than my cultivation level in the pill formation stage?"

Elder Qiong was secretly surprised. After several chases, he faintly noticed that Ye Chunyang not only showed no signs of energy consumption, but also increased his speed, and now it was almost teleporting in the void!

He released his spiritual awareness, but Ye Chunyang's breath was gone all around him.

Seeing this scene, Elder Qiong's heart couldn't help but sink. After snorting coldly, he took out a transmission talisman from his sleeve and said something quickly to him. Then he raised his hand and threw it, and the talisman disappeared into the distant sky like a stream of light.

"Although your escape speed is very fast, there are already comrades from my sect in Zhaoning County. Even if you have three heads and six arms, you can't escape from my grasp. Once I capture you, I will definitely make your life worse than death!"

Elder Qiong gnashed his teeth and cursed secretly, and his body flashed with light again, turning into a golden rainbow and flying through the air.

The spiritual awareness of the pill-forming monks is beyond the imagination of ordinary monks. Although Ye Chunyang's escape speed surprised Elder Qiong, he was still able to vaguely capture the opponent's aura. As long as he followed this, he would not believe that the opponent's mere magic power level was not enough. The real energy consumption can exceed his pill-forming cultivation.

Ye Chunyang found that he was still being held tightly by Elder Qiong after casting the fierce blood curse and his face looked a little ugly.

He naturally understood the strengths and weaknesses of both sides. Although he relied on the magical escape technique to distance himself from Elder Qiong, the consumption of continuously activating several spells was not something that ordinary cultivators could bear. Even though his true essence was strong, he might not be able to withstand the opponent's pursuit.

His thoughts turned rapidly in his mind. Ye Chunyang seemed to have thought of something. He suddenly took off the jade gourd around his neck and rolled his consciousness towards it. After a moment, a white glass bottle appeared in his hand.

This bottle was filled with a white liquid, which was the spiritual spring water he brought out from the Tianchi of Lingtian Realm using the demon-eating Gu.

According to Guanglingzi, this spring water contains a trace of chaotic energy, which can allow cultivators to quickly replenish their true essence, and is more effective than elixirs and spiritual stones.

But Ye Chunyang had never tried it since he got it, and the specific effect was still unknown. Moreover, the chaotic energy was the most primitive spiritual energy between heaven and earth. It had been assimilated by the heaven and earth in ancient times. He was not sure whether it was still applicable to the present.

Looking at the bottle, Ye Chunyang's eyes flashed with hesitation.

"Life and death are determined by heaven, and wealth and honor are sought in danger. I, Ye Chunyang, will not die so easily."

Feeling that the breath of the old man in the Jindan stage was always locked, Ye Chunyang's face flashed with ruthlessness, opened the bottle cap and swallowed the whole bottle of Tongling Spring Water in one gulp.

A burning sensation instantly extended from the throat, and Ye Chunyang felt as if he was in a sea of ​​fire and it was unbearable, but he clearly felt that while this burning pain was spreading, the true energy in his body was also recovering rapidly at an astonishing speed, and even a layer of gray light was emitting from his whole body.

In an instant, Ye Chunyang's originally slowed escape speed suddenly increased, and with a "whoosh" sound, he flashed towards the direction of Ghost Flame Mountain.

About an incense stick later, Elder Qiong appeared here. He looked around and secretly detected with his spiritual sense, with a look of surprise on his face.

"What is the origin of this kid? His magical power is so strange that he escaped hundreds of miles away in just half a moment?"

This time, Elder Qiong was really dumbfounded. He had been chasing Ye Chunyang for six or seven hours. Even he consumed a lot of energy under such a fast flight, but the kid seemed to be unaffected at all, and his escape method became faster and faster, which was really terrifying.

"To have such magical power, could he be the disciple of some rare old monster?" Elder Qiong was surprised.

Sent by the sect to Tianchong Mountain to assist Wutianmen for several years, Elder Qiong knew the power structure and top masters here very well, but he had never heard of such a strange mana cultivator like Ye Chunyang. If he was really the disciple of some rare old monster, he must be a very important person.

Thinking of this, Elder Qiong's face was cold and his killing intent doubled.

It would be fine if such a person could be captured, but if he was allowed to escape, he would surely cause endless troubles in the future.

"This person must not be allowed to live no matter what. Even if he escapes to the ends of the earth, I must tear him into pieces!"

Elder Qiong gritted his teeth and secretly hated, searching for Ye Chunyang's breath again and chasing him.

This chase and escape lasted for five days and five nights in a blink of an eye.

At this time, Ye Chunyang appeared above a sea area near Guiyan Mountain, threw away an empty bottle that had just been filled with spiritual spring water, and jumped down to the coast.

He looked back and a gloomy look flashed across his face.

Elder Qiong could lock his direction through the consciousness of the Jindan period, and he could naturally feel the other party with the powerful refining art.

After such a long time of tracking, this person can be said to be persistent and has no intention of giving up. This made Ye Chunyang secretly angry, and even more shocked by the powerful magic power of the Jindan cultivator.

If it were an ordinary cultivator, it would be impossible to lock onto his aura, let alone pursue him continuously. This person's strength should not be underestimated.

Fortunately, with the special effects of the spiritual spring water, he has gradually distanced himself from the two sides after escaping for several days and nights. At this moment, even if the old man can barely sense his aura, he will never chase him again.

Thinking of this, Ye Chunyang felt relieved, and his figure once again disappeared into the Ghost Flame Mountain.

At the same time, on an island hundreds of miles away, Elder Qiong was stunned, standing there dumbfounded.

Just now, he lost Ye Chunyang's aura in his consciousness, and he could not sense it at all.

After being stunned for a long time, Elder Qiong's forehead was throbbing with blue veins, and his face was full of anger. He couldn't believe that the other party, who was only in the middle stage of magic power, had actually slipped away from under his nose.

He was extremely shocked and angry for a moment, and was about to take action when suddenly a flash of light appeared in the distance. Two figures flew through the air, took a look in the air, and then fell to this place.