Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

Chapter 244 Desperate
The short and fat monk shouted, "Don't go too far! I have never met this Taoist friend before. Please leave quickly and don't fall into the hands of these evil cultivators!"

His tone was urgent, his face full of grief and anger, and he kept winking at Chen Yuan, as if urging him to leave quickly and not bother himself.

This action made the three demon cultivators more suspicious of Chen Yuan's identity, and the cultivator who spoke out said, "There must be something fishy about this person!"

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

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

The short and fat monk's expression changed drastically after hearing this: "Brother Zhang, hurry up and leave. This is all my fault. I was so anxious that I exposed your identity!"

Chen Yuan glanced at the short and fat monk and said calmly: "Since you are determined to die, I will grant your wish."

As soon as he finished speaking, his body suddenly grew to about eight feet tall, his whole body glowed bronze, and with a flash of his body, he flew out from the Duyun Boat and pounced directly on the three demon cultivators!

Seeing this, the demon cultivator who had been staring at Chen Yuan finally stopped hesitating. He stepped back with fear in his eyes and shrilly said, "This man is Lingyun Sect's physical cultivator Wei Wuding. He is the one Elder Liu is after!"

Upon hearing this, the other two demon cultivators' faces changed drastically and they retreated.

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

Chen Yuan ignored the short and fat monk, walked up 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 cultivator. They did not take the two seriously at all. Although they tried their best to retreat, they were unable to dodge and could only drive their blood spirits to resist.

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

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

The two demon cultivators' eyes were filled with resentment, their spirits became dull, their souls left their bodies, and they fled into the distance.

They were all demon cultivators in the late Foundation Establishment stage, and were not unknown figures in the Blood Spirit Sect. However, 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 only escaped because he was trying to retrieve the storage bag and was at a distance away.

He saw two of his fellow disciples died tragically, their souls were surging, he touched his storage bag, took out a sound transmission talisman and threw it out.

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

Chen Yuan originally wanted to capture the souls of the two demon cultivators, but when he saw this situation, his eyes became fierce, and he released two streams of true energy, crushing the souls of the two demon cultivators. He then flashed and rushed towards this person.

He was extremely decisive. When the demon cultivator was halfway through performing the Blood Escape Technique, Chen Yuan rushed up and he had no choice but to retreat while performing the technique.

But he wanted to use the Blood Escape Technique, and because his attention was distracted, his escape 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, which flew towards Chen Yuan to stop him.

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

The demon cultivator breathed a sigh of relief and didn't dare to stop for even a second. He turned around and ran for his life.

When Chen Yuan turned around, he saw that the short and fat monk had already driven the flying boat and escaped hundreds of feet away.

He saw that Chen Yuan was able to defeat the Blood Spirit with just his physical strength, and easily crush to death two late Foundation Establishment Demon Cultivators. He felt extremely regretful for involving such a vicious person. He did not dare to stay for even a moment, and turned around and fled.

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

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

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

Liu Fan might catch up with him at any time, so he couldn't waste any time.

After Duyunzhou activated the Fengluan demonic power, its speed was comparable to that of a cultivator in the early Jindan stage, 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 keeping an eye on Chen Yuan's movements. Seeing him catching 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 at all, and the distance between them kept getting closer.

The short and fat monk gritted his teeth, took out a storage bag, threw it aside, and said loudly: "I shouldn't have brought trouble to others and involved you. 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, continuing to chase the short and fat monk.

Who knows if this storage bag is empty?
Moreover, even if the storage bag was really full of cultivation supplies, Chen Yuan didn't care. He just wanted to capture the short and fat monk and see if Liu Fan had really arrived at the Huanyue Market.

The short and fat monk became even more anxious when he saw that the storage bag was useless to Chen Yuan.

This storage bag was filled with precious materials for cultivation. There were 300 mid-grade spirit stones alone. When he threw them out, his heart was bleeding.

The short and fat monk made up his mind, stroked the storage bag on his waist, took out two top-grade spiritual weapons, threw them to both sides of the flying boat, and shouted: "These two top-grade spiritual weapons are given to you as an apology to you!"

Chen Yuan took a quick glance and saw that the two top-grade spiritual weapons were a mace and a brush. They were full of spiritual light and looked extremely extraordinary.

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

How could he take a mere top-grade spiritual weapon seriously?
The short and fat monk was stunned. These were two top-grade spiritual weapons. Which monk in the late foundation building stage would not go crazy for them?

At this time, Chen Yuan was only more than thirty feet away from him. He became more and more panicked. He stroked the storage bag again, took out three wooden boxes, opened the lids, threw them out, and shouted: "These are three five-hundred-year-old spiritual herbs. I apologize to you, Taoist friend. You and I don't have a life-and-death feud. Don't go too far!"

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

Chen Yuan took a glance and recognized these three spiritual herbs. They were the main ingredients of a Jindan stage elixir called "Feiyan Pill". He happened to have the recipe for this elixir in his hand, which was given to him by Lin Hao.

But he was not short of five hundred year old spiritual herbs, and his speed of escape did not decrease at all. He allowed the three spiritual herbs to fall and continued to chase the short and fat monk.

Seeing that Chen Yuan could give up even the 500-year-old spiritual herb, the short and fat monk almost went crazy and shouted, "What grudge do I have against you?"

"I am only borrowing your strength to resist those three demon cultivators. You have no losses, so why are you forcing me?"

"As long as you spare my life, I am willing to offer all the treasures on my body. These are the treasures that Guiyuan Pavilion has accumulated over the past six months. Even Jindan cultivators will go crazy for them!"

Chen Yuan ignored the short and fat monk's pleas and frantically injected true energy into the Duyun Boat, and the distance between them continued to narrow.

The short and fat monk finally despaired and shouted, "I will fight you to the death!" He stopped running away, turned around, his eyes red, released a spiritual weapon, and attacked.

Chen Yuan sneered, and without slowing down his Duyunzhou speed, he rushed forward brazenly, raised his left hand, and grabbed the spiritual weapon.

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

The short and fat monk was overjoyed. This man actually dared to resist the flying sword with his bare hands. He was really courting death.

He madly mobilized the true energy in his body, increased the speed of the flying sword a little bit, and slashed down.

Chen Yuan remained calm, grabbed the flying sword with his left hand and slammed it shut.

The green flying sword slashed at Chen Yuan's left hand, making a dull sound like that of rotten leather. Chen Yuan's bronze left hand was surprisingly intact.

The short and fat monk's face changed drastically. Even if he was a physical cultivator, he couldn't resist a high-grade spiritual weapon with his bare hands!
The green 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 tremendous force, the flying sword had no chance of breaking free.

Chen Yuan grabbed the green flying sword in his left hand and came in front of the short and fat monk. He stepped forward and rushed out of the Duyun Boat. He stretched out his right hand like lightning and grabbed the short and fat monk's neck.

The Duyun Boat was moving too fast, and the short and fat monk only had time to use his flying sword. He had no time to use his defensive spiritual weapon, so he could only dodge.

He left the flying boat and fled backwards, but was soon caught up by Chen Yuan, who grabbed his neck and crushed him to death.

Although this person was wealthy, he only used top-grade spiritual weapons, and his strength was mediocre. What he did was just his last dying 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 and took his soul into his hand, performing the soul-searching technique.

Ten breaths later, he released a wisp of true energy, crushing the short and fat monk's soul, collected several storage bags on his body, along with the top-grade flying boat and flying sword magic tools, returned to the Duyun Boat, and flew away.

Chen Yuan felt the backlash of Feng Luan's demonic power like needles, his expression solemn and his eyes gloomy.

From the short and fat monk's memory, he learned the reason why this man was being hunted by three evil cultivators from the Blood Spirit Sect.

After the defeat of the six major sects of Qi State, each sect did not dare to violate the agreement openly and actively prepared to move out of Qi State, but privately they delayed time and collected resources on a large scale, and the time for the sect's migration was postponed again and again.

Naturally, the two major demon sects could not tolerate such actions, and sent their disciples to expel the six sects of Qi State and take over the mines in Fangshi.

The short and fat monk is a deacon disciple of Guiyuan Sect, responsible for managing the business of Guiyuan Pavilion in Huanyue Market.

Following the sect's instructions, he had been plundering resources from the Huanyue Market for the past half month, frantically digging for ore from a small spiritual material vein near the market. It could be said that he was exhausting his resources.

However, Guiyuan Sect also knew that the patience of the two major demon sects had a limit, so they asked their disciples to evacuate three days in advance to avoid being ambushed by the demon cultivators.

But the short and fat monk saw that Guiyuan Sect was doomed, so he took advantage of his position to disregard the sect's orders and continued to plunder cultivation resources, hoping to leave Guiyuan Sect and flee to another country.

However, he was too greedy and did not leave until the Blood Spirit Sect took over the Huanyue Market. He could only flee in panic while being hunted by three Blood Spirit Sect demon cultivators.

And Liu Fan was the one who led the Blood Spirit Sect's magic cultivators to take over the Huanyue Market this time.

However, as a Jindan Zhenren, he naturally would not hunt down the foundation-building cultivators of Guiyuan Sect, and left the matter to his disciples.

The demon cultivator first released a sound transmission talisman and then fled back to Huanyue Market. After Liu Fan learned about Chen Yuan's news, he would definitely chase after him immediately.

Chen Yuan did not dare to delay for even a second and immediately fled with all his might.

As long as he can get to the barren mountain where the ancient teleportation array is located, he can completely get rid of Liu Fan.

But Chen Yuan had only flown a dozen 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 was within a thousand feet.

The escaping light exuded a strong 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's heart trembled. Liu Fan actually valued him so much that he was willing to sacrifice his blood and essence to perform the Blood Escape Technique!

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

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

Liu Fan no longer had any carefree air at this time. He looked at Chen Yuan from afar with a burning gaze and a sneer on his face.

As long as he captures Chen Yuan, he will be able to obtain two magic weapons and a mustard seed ring. Even if they are not suitable for magic cultivation, they can be exchanged for a large amount of cultivation resources, and he will soar to the sky from now on!
Facing a life-and-death crisis, Chen Yuan took a deep breath, suppressed the panic in his heart, raised his hand and slapped his chest violently, spitting out a large mouthful of blood. He pinched his fingers and muttered something.

This ball of essence and blood exploded and turned into a blood mist, wrapping up the Duyun Boat.

The Duyun Boat was covered with a thick layer of blood light, and the shadow of Feng Luan turned into a blood phoenix, its escape speed increased dramatically, and it fled away into the distance.

Chen Yuan used the Blood Escape Technique and in three breaths, he quickly distanced himself from the Blood Spirit before it pounced on him.

When Liu Fan saw that Wei Wuding's escape speed was no less than his own, he was stunned for a moment, and then he frantically urged his true energy to increase his escape speed by another point.

He used the Blood Escape Technique, and his escape speed even surpassed 90% of the early Jindan stage cultivators and was comparable to that of the middle Jindan stage 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 used the Blood Escape Technique, but combining the Blood Escape Technique with a flying spiritual weapon is unheard of.

If he could learn this technique and obtain a magical flying weapon, wouldn't that be another life-saving trump card?
Liu Fan was overjoyed and followed Chen Yuan from a distance, but was not in a hurry to catch up.

After performing the Blood Escape Technique, he had already lost 20% of his blood and energy. If his escape speed was increased further, his vitality would be seriously damaged, and it would be much more difficult to recover.

No matter how fast Wei Wuding's escape speed is, he is just a foundation-building cultivator. How can he outlast him?

Moreover, his spiritual sense was enough to cover an area of ​​ten miles, so he was not worried at all about losing Chen Yuan's trace.

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

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

(End of this chapter)