Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

Chapter 163 Blood Escape Technique
At this time, the White Bone Sword had come within ten feet of Chen Yuan. Dozens of grains of Fire Cloud Sand hit it, blocking it and continuously grinding the sword body.

At the same time, the red smoke that filled the surroundings coiled around the sword like a spirit snake, corroding the spiritual light on the surface of the bone sword.

Those dozens of black demons were easily pierced by the flying fire cloud sand, burned to ashes by the invisible dark fire, and disappeared in the smoke amidst shrill screams.

As soon as the Fire Cloud Gourd appeared, it easily blocked the two mid-grade spiritual weapons, and Chen Yuan's cultivation level was also revealed.

The consumptive ghost had an extremely ugly expression on his face, and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "Middle stage of foundation building!"

The carefree expression on the middle-aged scholar's face just now had disappeared without a trace, and his expression changed wildly: "Top-grade spiritual weapon?! Li Ju misled me!"

At this time, as the red smoke released by the Fire Cloud Sand increased, the red fog within a hundred feet became thicker and thicker, gradually submerging Chen Yuan's figure, leaving only a vague outline.

But as the master of the Fire Cloud Gourd, he would not be hindered by the red clouds. Looking at the middle-aged scholar and the consumptive man, a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Did Li Ju ask you to take action?"

The middle-aged scholar gritted his teeth and shook the folding fan in his hand. Dozens of demons flew out from the fan. He then turned around and fled backwards, trying to escape.

How could Chen Yuan let him go? He changed the spell in his hand and shouted, "Quick!"

Dozens of fire cloud sand particles flew towards the demon at a rapid speed, smashing it to pieces.

At the same time, one hundred and twenty grains of fire cloud sand flew out like meteors, drawing long tracks in the red clouds, shooting towards the middle-aged scholar from all directions and surrounding him in the middle.

Seeing that he could not escape, the middle-aged scholar hurriedly waved the folding fan in his hand. The ink-and-wash mountains and rivers painted on the fan flew out and transformed into a mountain shadow about ten feet in size, enveloping the middle-aged scholar, and there was also a river shadow surrounding him.

The middle-aged scholar had just set up two layers of defense when 120 grains of fire cloud sand hit the phantom of mountains and water.

Rumbling sounds continued to ring out, and the virtual image of mountains and rivers only lasted for a moment before it was smashed by the rapidly rotating fire cloud sand and shattered like colored glass.

The middle-aged monk shouted in fear, "Don't kill me, fellow Taoist, don't you want to know how the two of us found you? Spare my life, and I will tell you everything!"

Chen Yuan smiled coldly and ignored it. He urged his true energy and the Fire Cloud Sand broke through the phantom of the mountains and waters. The remaining force did not diminish and hit the middle-aged scholar, smashing him to pieces and killing him!
While the middle-aged scholar was running for his life, the consumptive patient did not sit there and wait for death, but chose to flee in another direction.

But Chen Yuan immediately controlled 120 grains of fire cloud sand to surround him, cutting off his way of escape.

The consumptive ghost touched the storage bag, and a three-foot-sized pale-white bone shield appeared out of thin air in front of him. On it were densely inlaid hundreds of walnut-sized skulls, all with their mouths wide open, as if they were screaming silently.

The consumptive ghost raised his hand and made a gesture. More than a hundred skulls fell off the bone shield, growing to the size of human heads. Their mouths opened and closed unsteadily, and their upper and lower teeth collided with each other, making bursts of harsh sounds that made people feel irritated.

But in the red mist, this chaotic sound was only heard for a dozen feet before it was completely eliminated.

The Fire Cloud Sand collided with the skull, and the skull opened its mouth wide, trying to swallow the Fire Cloud Sand.

But the bone shield is only a low-grade spiritual weapon. The skull on it looks scary, but its power is actually limited.

However, the Fire Cloud Gourd is an undoubted top-grade spiritual weapon. Although its power is greatly reduced because it is scattered across 360 grains of Fire Cloud Sand, it is still far from comparable to the skull.

After a moment, all the skulls were ground into pieces by the Fire Cloud Sand, several deep cracks appeared on the bone shields, and the spiritual light suddenly dimmed.

At this time, the middle-aged scholar was killed by Chen Yuan. He mobilized his true energy, and except for the more than one hundred grains of Fire Cloud Sand that were blocked by the skull, the remaining dozen grains of Fire Cloud Sand rapidly rotated and shot towards the tuberculosis ghost, wanting to kill him completely.

The consumptive ghost had a ferocious look on his face. He raised his hand and slapped his chest, spitting out a large mouthful of blood.

His already pale face turned even paler, like a corpse that had been dead for a long time. His flesh and skin suddenly shrank, and one could even see the bones underneath. It was extremely horrifying.

But he didn't care about that at the moment. He raised his hand, made a gesture, and shouted, "Quick!"

The blood and essence surged, wrapped around the whole body of the consumptive ghost, and turned into a blood-red light, flying away quickly!

The blood-colored escape light hit the three grains of Fire Cloud Sand, separating a part of its essence and blood to wrap them up, becoming a little thinner, but it also blocked the Fire Cloud Sand.

Chen Yuan's eyes flashed, and the magic formula in his hand changed, mobilizing more fire cloud sand to block the tuberculosis ghost.

But the speed of the blood-colored escape light was extremely fast, comparable to that of a cultivator in the late foundation building stage. It avoided the encirclement of the fire cloud sand all the way, broke out of the red cloud, and escaped into the distance.

Chen Yuan nodded with interest: "Interesting..."

He waved his sleeves, and three hundred and sixty grains of fire cloud sand and the red mist in the sky were immediately taken back into the vermilion gourd.

At the same time, he raised his hand and took the middle-aged scholar's folding fan, storage bag, and the consumptive ghost's bone sword and bone shield into his hands and put them away.

Then he touched his storage bag, released the Flying Cloud Boat, stepped forward, raised his hand, made a gesture, and shouted, "Hurry!"

The Duyun Boat shot out and turned into a misty green light, chasing after the bloody light.

Chen Yuan moved very quickly and finished all of this in an instant. At this time, the consumptive ghost had already escaped more than 200 feet, but was still within the coverage of Chen Yuan's spiritual consciousness, so he was not afraid of it escaping.

If the Fengluan magic power is not used, the speed of Duyunzhou's escape will be equivalent to that of a cultivator in the late foundation building stage, and is comparable to the blood-colored escape light.

The two sides flew one after the other for half a quarter of an hour, and the blood-colored light finally slowed down.

At this time, there was only a thin layer of blood and essence left on the surface of the consumptive ghost's body, and he could no longer maintain the escape speed of a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building.

But just as his escape speed slowed down for a moment, Chen Yuan's figure appeared within the range of his spiritual sense.

The consumptive ghost's face changed drastically, and he slapped his chest again, spitting out a large mouthful of blood.

After he spurted out his blood this time, there was no trace of blood on his face. His skin was tightly attached to his bones, and there seemed to be no flesh and blood. He looked like a skeleton covered with a layer of human skin, and his body was shaky.

But he still tried his best to perform the secret technique, and his blood and essence wrapped his whole body, turning into a blood-red light, and shot out, even faster than before.

Chen Yuan had been watching the movements of the consumptive ghost. He smiled slightly, not in a hurry, and continued to follow the consumptive ghost.

The speed of the blood-colored escape light is now faster than that of the Duyun Boat, and the distance between the two sides is constantly increasing.

But this process is extremely slow, and Chen Yuan's spiritual sense covers a very large area. It will take at least quarter of an hour to lose the trace of the tuberculosis ghost.

But before that, his blood and energy would be exhausted, so Chen Yuan didn't have to worry at all that the consumptive ghost could escape his pursuit.

Another quarter of an hour passed as the two men chased and fled.

The protective formation of Huanyue Market could be vaguely seen ahead. A hint of joy appeared on the face of the tuberculosis ghost, and he took the initiative to reduce his speed of escape.

At this time, there was only a thin layer of blood-colored light left on his body, which was almost invisible. After a while, it would disappear without a trace. A feeling of exhaustion surged through his body, which was a sign of excessive loss of essence and blood.

But as long as you can escape, no matter how great the loss is, it is worth it.

The consumptive ghost was extremely confident in his blood escape technique and he performed it twice in succession. He did not think that Chen Yuan could catch up with him.

But the next moment, a look of fear appeared on his face, which looked like a corpse.

The lingering Zhao Shan actually caught up with them again!
However, at this time, the tuberculosis ghost had severely depleted his energy and blood and was no longer able to escape, so he simply stopped.

A moment later, a misty green light flew over and suddenly stopped, revealing a green flying boat.

The fear on the consumptive ghost's face became even stronger. This flying boat was actually a top-grade spiritual weapon.

Chen Yuan stepped out of the Duyun Boat, looked the consumptive ghost up and down, and asked with interest, "Did you just perform the blood escape secret technique?"

The consumptive ghost suddenly bowed to Chen Yuanshen, and a pleading look appeared on his pale face: "Daoyou Zhao, I have no grudge against you. All this was instructed by Li Ju. I was blind and offended you. I beg you to spare my life. I am willing to give you all the treasures on my body!"

Chen Yuan nodded and said, "It is indeed Li Ju. How did you find me?"

The consumptive ghost rolled his eyes and said cautiously: "If I tell you, can you spare my life? I can also cooperate with you to set a trap, lure Li Ju out, and hand him over to you for disposal!"

Chen Yuan smiled and said, "Even if you don't tell me, I know it's that cup of spiritual tea, right?"

The pupils of the consumptive ghost shrank, and he smiled and said: "Daoyou have a keen eye..."

Chen Yuan nodded and asked, "There is one thing I don't understand. I haven't even revealed my cultivation yet. Why do you dare to rob and kill me?"

The consumptive ghost said angrily, "It's all that Li Ju's fault! The two of us discussed it with him. He provided the information and we took action. In the sound transmission note he sent us, he said that Daoist Zhao was wealthy but his strength was mediocre, so we chose to take action. Who would have thought... Daoist Zhao, all this is Li Ju's fault..."

Chen Yuan interrupted, "Okay, stop talking nonsense, I will send you off right away!"

He touched his storage bag, took out the Spirit Bamboo Sword, threw it forward, and made a gesture with his hands: "Cut!"

The spiritual bamboo sword grew to a foot in size, made a slight sound, shot out, and slashed towards the consumptive ghost.

Seeing that Chen Yuan was unwilling to let him go, the consumptive ghost showed a look of resentment on his face and shouted, "Just wait, when my Demon Sect's army arrives, I will grind you to ashes!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was beheaded by the Lingzhu Sword. Without even a drop of blood spurting out of his neck, his body fell down.

Chen Yuan smiled faintly, not taking the threat of the consumptive ghost seriously at all. He snapped his fingers twice and two fireballs shot out, burning the body and head of the consumptive ghost to ashes. He raised his hand and took his storage bag into his hand.

Then Chen Yuan's figure flashed and he returned to the Duyun Boat. He took a deep look at the protective formation of the Huanyue Market, and with a wave of his sleeves, the Duyun Boat slowly turned around, turned into a misty green light, and fled into the distance.

(End of this chapter)