This ragged team of Jindan, who had just encountered the beast tide, suddenly got these high-level magic weapons from Ye Qin and the soul magic weapons. He was stunned and showed an incredible look.

Each of the Jindan monks got a handful of Ye Qin's magic weapon and held it in their hands. Only then did they believe that such a good thing had fallen on them. It took them a while to come back to their senses, and they were extremely excited, and burst into a burst of excited cheers.

"Thank you for the reward of my ancestor!"

"How can I be so embarrassed to take the benefit of the ancestor? I dare to ask the senior's name Gao. Even if the young man is a cow or a horse in the next life, he will still repay his kindness!... Oh no, the young man is willing to work hard for the senior now. I wonder if the senior can shelter him?"

These Jindan monks shouted excitedly, and several clever monks bowed down on the spot and wanted to surrender to Ye Qin.

The batch of high-level magic weapons and soul magic weapons that Ye Qin gave them were actually not the best, but these were all for free. For the mid-stage Jindan cultivators who were not rich in financial resources and were even almost embarrassed, it was a timely help, and at least 20% of their combat effectiveness could be improved.

This ancestor is so generous and broad-minded, kind and generous. If he can follow him, wouldn’t that be of many benefits!

Most of the Jindan monks in the team looked excited and very grateful.

Although there were several mature monks in the team who suspected Ye Qin's sudden "great reward" purpose, Ye Qin did not do anything unfavorable to them, and he did not dare to say anything.

"I still have important things, so it's not convenient to stay for a long time. Take care of me, fellow Taoists!"

Ye Qin waved his hand, obviously without any intention of accepting anyone. After saying that, he wanted to leave with a sword.

But at this moment, he suddenly thought of something important and turned to the Jindan monks and said, "Oh, by the way, I almost forgot to tell you something! I came from the sea of ​​blood in the east and encountered several demon cultivators halfway through. I don't know if they would come to this side. Your team of more than 20 people is too large. Once you are encountered by this group of demon cultivators, you will definitely be attacked and end up destroying the whole team. I think it's better to divide into two or three teams and take a detour to Heisha City separately. The number of people is smaller. Even if you are attacked, you won't end up destroying the whole team."

After Ye Qin finished speaking, he did not stop and turned into a golden light on his sword, heading southwest.

When the Jindan monks heard this, they all looked panicked. If they were either cold all over their bodies and feet, their faces were pale and bloodless.

"There is a demon~the demon cultivator~I want to come here?"

"Really? This senior is not trying to scare me to wait, right?"

"Looking at the old ancestor's hurried appearance, he was also in a hurry to leave to avoid the demon cultivator. This is still fake. What are we waiting for? Run away quickly!"

"We can't even fight a group of high-level monsters, let alone the more terrifying demon cultivator in the transformation stage. Meeting a demon cultivator is enough to kill all the monks in our team!"

"Then the ancestor shouldn't scare me. My fellow Taoists separated and left here in different directions. Three days later, we went to Heisha City to meet. Whether we can survive this time will be left to fate!"

The leading man in the brocade-close-browed man frowned and looked extremely ugly, but he finally made a decision.

The monks nodded one after another and divided into more than ten teams, ranging from one or two people to three people in a group. They controlled magic weapons, turned into birds in different directions of the sea, and fled in panic at full speed.

They all knew very well that facing the terrible demon cultivator, it would be better to have a smaller number of Jindan cultivators. There are too many people and there is no effect. If there are too few people, the target is small. Maybe the demon cultivator will look down on this little person and will be lazy to chase him, so he will let him go.

......

Ye Qin drove the flying sword and flew on the sea, greatly restraining the breath and spiritual pressure he emitted, so that the breath he emitted was similar to that of the middle and late stages of the Golden Pill. Even the flight speed was greatly slowed down, no faster than those cultivators in the middle and late stages of the Golden Pill.

Ye Qin clenched his white lips and felt a cold ghostly aura approaching from the extreme distance, causing pain to the thorns and hairs on his back to the front.

Just now, I wasted a short time because I gave the team of Jindan monk magic weapons.

In just a short while, the ghost master soon caught up.

Ye Qin couldn't help but feel nervous.

Originally, when he saw that the ghost master was planning to stay in the sea of ​​blood to survive the great heavenly tribulation, he felt something was wrong, so he hurriedly said goodbye to the Holy Emperor and left quickly. It was obvious that he had just left before his front foot, and the ghost master did not delay for a moment, and then he chased after him, clearly trying to snatch his ice lotus seeds.

Those Jindan monks are too weak and may not feel the aura of the Ghost Lord.

However, as a Nascent Soul cultivator, Ye Qin clearly noticed that the cold and cold aura was constantly approaching.

The Ghost Lord is too fast.

The flying speed of the peak ghost cultivator at the ninth level of the Nascent Soul is indeed not comparable to that of him, a cultivator at the early stage of the Nascent Soul.

Fortunately, the team of Jindan monks had already received his warning and carried magic weapons contaminated with his breath, turning into more than ten teams and fleeing in panic. There were more than ten teams on this sea surface, and his magic power was left in more than ten directions.

Whether they can use their power to lead the ghost master away is all in one fell swoop!

Ye Qin quickly calculated it in his heart.

It is easy for the Ghost Lord to catch up with one of the teams at his speed, and it only takes ten breaths. If you chase all of these more than ten teams, it will probably take at least a few hours. After all, it will become more and more difficult to chase the teams behind, and the time will increase a lot.

"The shortest time to escape is only ten breaths left, and the longest time is several hours... I'm gambled for my life!"

Ye Qin fled with the sword, but a bitter smile appeared on his face.

There is a chance of escape hidden in it.

It all depends on which team of monks the Ghost Lord will pursue and when will he chase him.

If he is really unlucky and the Ghost Lord chases him directly, he may have to use the immortal body technique and transform into a Dharma body to escape.

However, the Immortal Body Technique consumes extremely magic power and will instantly distribute two-thirds of its magic power. At this moment of escape, it is not rational to consume a lot of magic power. Once the magic power is not good, it will be fatal. Even if there is spiritual wine, it may not be time to replenish magic power.

Unless he had no choice, he would not give up on ice lotus seeds.

He couldn't bear to let it go. This was a rare spiritual treasure drifted from Beiming. The entire East China Sea cultivation world might not be able to find the second ice lotus seed. Moreover, there were not enough ice spirit stones in his purple palace, and he could not plant a high-level spiritual object like the ice lotus seed. He threw it to the ghost master for no reason, and it hurts to think about it.

......

A black ghost mist flew rapidly on the sea far away.

In order to get the purple spirit and return the Yang grass, it did not want to make any branches outside and annoy the Holy Emperor, and to avoid the old monster in the Hell Mountain intervening with it to compete with it for the ice lotus seeds in the God Transformation Stage, it has been enduring and unstoppable.

At this moment, it no longer needs to endure it.

It must regain the ice lotus seed taken away by Ye Qin and refine it into the core god-level ghost weapon of the ghost formation in the Desolate Spirit Ghost Island to overcome the great catastrophe of the God-Changing Period. It will also kill Ye Qin to vent the hatred in his heart over the years.

In this ghost fog, the black robe wrapped in the skeleton's body appeared faintly, and the ghost fire was lingering. A faint light flashed in the skeleton's eyes, and it was solemn, "Why did his aura suddenly become so weaker, divided into more than ten strands?... Could he be able to clone the magic?!"

The Ghost Lord hesitated for a moment and chased towards the nearest breath to it.

Whether it is a clone technique, you can tell if you just chase after me and take a look.

blow!

The ghost mist flashed away, blocking a flying sword light on the sea.

"Senior, don't kill villains!"

A mid-stage Jindan cultivator standing on the light of the flying sword would have thought that a powerful late-stage Nascent Soul ghost cultivator appeared in the air to intercept him. He couldn't help but tremble and was so scared that he almost collapsed on the flying sword. He was so scared that he couldn't even control the flying sword and was about to fall to the sea.

What emitted Ye Qin's magical power was a high-level flying sword under the cultivator's feet.

"hateful!"

When the ghost master saw that it was not Ye Qin, his eyes suddenly burst out from his eyes, and smoked almost burst into seven orifices. He waved his black robe at the golden elixir monk. A ghost claw with hundreds of feet of bones suddenly rushed out of the ghost fog. He grabbed the golden elixir monk and the flying sword together, and retreated into the thick ghost fog. After a few clicks, the flying sword shattered, the flesh and blood corpse was gone, and the soul was scattered.

The ghost master's spiritual consciousness swept across the sea in anger.

There were more than a dozen Ye Qin's magical auras on the sea, and they were fleeing in panic.

As a ghost cultivator, it is extremely sensitive to the vitality of living beings and has unique ability to detect.

It can easily distinguish between creatures and magical instruments.

However, this is limited to close-range exploration.

If it is a long distance, it will not be able to detect vitality for dozens of miles or hundreds of miles.

It can only detect the magic power breath. It is extremely difficult to distinguish which magic power breath was left by Ye Qin himself. It is at most difficult to distinguish the strength of the magic power breath, and it cannot distinguish whether it is Ye Qin or the breath he left on the magic weapon.

"The closest aura that is not that kid, so let's chase the farthest aura! See how far that kid can escape!"

The ghost fog turned into a black light and suddenly disappeared on the sea surface, chasing the fastest breath of escape.

After about dozens of breaths, it caught up with a small group of monks.

But the result disappointed it again, and the one who escaped the farthest was a group of Jindan-stage cultivators who fled in panic.

The two consecutive disappointments made it unabashed.

"Damn it, go to die!"

A large mass of ghost fog instantly enveloped them all in, and even screams did not come out.

The ghost master was angry and his spiritual sense swept across the sea in a radius of thousands of miles. He wanted to chase other auras, but hesitated. The boy was neither the closest to it, the weakest aura nor the farthest escaped. The strongest aura was really cunning and resourceful.
Chapter completed!