The flag flew across the sky, grinning, and the life soul on it struggled and roared miserably, trying to break free from the shackles of the Xuanyin flag.
Although Gu Qing has refined this flag, this refining is only a transformation of itself. It will take a lot of time to fully control the life soul sealed in the flag.
At this time, although he had not yet seen the appearance of the pursuer, let alone what level of cultivation the latter had, he knew that today was truly a critical moment just by relying on the power of that sword.
After thinking about it carefully, the only thing that can stop him now is the Xuanyin Flag.
Therefore, he did not hesitate to sacrifice a ray of essence to forcefully activate the life soul in the flag.
The tactic in his hand changed and pointed directly at the flag.
For a moment, human life souls surged out like a tide, rushing towards the Golden Sword Technique lifelessly.
As soon as the life soul came out, the looming giant mouth in the sky appeared again. It floated in the sky with an appearance that only Gu Qing could sense, emitting a low roar that shook his mind.
At this time, Gu Qing would not care about this and just kept urging his life soul to come out.
Within a few breaths, more than thirty human life souls and more than twenty monster beast life souls rushed out of Xuanyin Banner.
As the soul of life surged out, Gu Qing's disgust for Ye Gao and Zhao Song deepened.
The golden swordsmanship is always strong, and it is always driven by spiritual power. When faced with the crazy impact of many souls, it finally began to weaken.
When the golden tiger swept away a hundred feet away again, the whistling golden sword finally broke into auras and dissipated into the void.
Sensing this scene with his spiritual thoughts, Gu Qing's eyes flashed coldly, and with a movement of his spiritual thoughts, he sent an order to Jin Hu.
The golden tiger roared, its huge eyes full of confusion. However, it would not go against Gu Qing's wishes.
Wind was born on all four legs, and it rushed straight to the place where the crack space was.
The Xuanyin flag lay horizontally above the head, grinning, and within it the life soul of the ancestor of the Zhao family roared repeatedly, as if it was about to break out.
However, he has lost his intelligence. If he wants to recover, it will take hundreds of years.
The anger at this time was probably just an instinctive reflection.
Gu Qing would not be stupid enough to release him at this time. Now, being able to use this ancestor of the Zhao family has become his strongest means besides the Burning Fist.
On the way to escape, he didn't think about using the Burning Fist.
However, it takes too long to execute this punch. He is afraid that he will be destroyed by the people behind him before the punch is formed.
"Boy, you have some tricks up your sleeve," Taishu laughed sinisterly as he saw the golden sword being destroyed. He became somewhat interested in Gu Qing, who was escaping on a tiger in front of him.
His right eye flashed with divine light, he let out a low roar, and used the golden sword again.
The golden sword roared and shot away quickly.
"Boy, I want to see how many souls are sealed in the Xuanyin flag in your hand." The uncle stepped on the ivory wat, looking like he had everything under control.
As soon as the golden sword came out, he waved his right hand and suddenly produced a jade talisman for sound transmission. Then he murmured: "This son is a member of the Xuanyin Sect."
The sound transmission jade talisman turned into golden light, penetrated the void, and rushed towards the distance.
In the ancient world, apart from the disciples of the Xuanyin Sect, the only person who could own and drive the Xuanyin Banner was the former traitor Lu Tong.
Thinking about it this way, the person in front of you is inseparable from the Xuanyin Sect.
However, he never thought that this decision that he took for granted would bring disaster to the entire Xuanyin Sect.
Uncle Tai sent out the sound-transmitting jade talisman, and with a movement of spiritual power within his body, he activated the ivory wat under his feet and rushed after him.
Ahead, the golden sword that had just been sacrificed suddenly shattered under the attack of the souls of life.
The golden sword shattered, making him, who had transformed into the seventh level, furious.
How long ago had he been so angry?
Once upon a time, he was also very prosperous.
Not long ago, he became what he is now.
Anger burned in his chest, and memories of the past that had been forgotten for many years came to mind.
His original name was Taishu Yuanxian, and he was the most powerful successor of Tianji Sect, and even higher than Tianjizi. Think about how glorious and arrogant he was at that time.
However, he was eventually framed for being too arrogant, which led to the destruction of Taishu's clan. He was also seriously injured in the battle, leaving only his soul lingering.
Originally, he thought he would be reincarnated or destroyed, but due to fate, he got a physical body and was reborn as a soul.
However, even if the soul is taken away, it cannot be refined and can only exist as a half-human, half-ghost spirit. Its cultivation level has dropped from the original tenth level to the seventh level.
From then on, he changed his name to Uncle Tai, and lived in the Gui Sect as a guest on the condition of destroying the Tianji Sect, and accepted the control of the leader of the Gui Sect.
From then on, he was expelled from the Tianji Sect for life.
Indifferent and moody, this has become his current character.
Recalling the past, Taishu stretched out his hand to touch the black iron Kui dragon-decorated mask that covered half of his eyebrows. His right eye was extremely cold, and he looked up at Gu Qing, who was galloping on a tiger.
He snorted coldly and said to himself: "As long as I capture this son, I will receive the gift of the Ling Sect. At that time, Tianjimen, Tianjizi, I want you all to die, and I want to burn your life soul."
After saying this, he waved his hand and suddenly launched a flying sword.
The flying sword came out, and he moved and stepped on the sword. Almost at the same time, the ivory wat floated up and stopped steadily half a foot in front of him.
The ivory wat flashes in the sky, like the sun hanging in the sky.
The powerful pressure dispersed, and the destructive power gathered crazily.
Wherever it passes, trees are broken and monsters retreat.
When Gu Qing sacrificed the Xuanyin Flag, he knew that the person chasing behind him was unusual. Seeing the shattered souls one after another, he had no time to feel heartbroken.
The magic formula in his hand is driven into the flag, constantly releasing the soul of life sealed within it.
However, the soul of life is not infinite and will eventually become exhausted as it is released.
By then, I'm afraid I won't be able to escape.
To implement the previous plan, we must ensure that we can escape to the top of the crack space.
While these thoughts were swirling in his mind, he suddenly felt a destructive pressure coming from behind.
I was so horrified that I didn't dare to use my spiritual thoughts to watch. I urged the golden tiger to look back.
Looking at it, I couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
The golden ivory wat is full of power, and its level is at least the fifth level of mortal.
In this way, once the Ivory Wat strikes, even the Xuanyin Banner cannot resist it.
With a thought, he took out his flying sword and stood up. At the same time, he put the golden tiger into the ancient storage ring inside the golden ant.
The flying sword galloped, the shadow of the tree fell back, and in an instant, he was several miles away from his uncle.
Flying swords, flying weapons, are almost the same among all monks in the ancient world. Therefore, Uncle Tai was unable to catch up with Gu Qing for a while.
However, with the Ivory Wat around, he was confident that he could trap and destroy it with one blow. However, what he wanted was the living Gu Qing, not the dead one. Therefore, even though the Ivory Wat was in front of him with great pressure during the chase, he was always there.
None of them attacked.
It is precisely because of this that Gu Qing was lucky enough to travel with swords all the way.
Along the way to escape, he had no time to ride on a tiger, no time to fly with a sword.
Day and night, time passes in this chase and escape.
The wild mountains that were once full of dangers are now overcrowded.
Countless monks followed Taishu from afar, none of them wanted to give up the opportunity to get Gu Qing.
This was the longest time that Gu Qing had escaped. It was so long that he forgot the time. He only clearly remembered that along the way, Jin Hu had come out of the ancient storage ring in the golden ant and used the golden power no less than a hundred times.
wing.
If it weren't for this technique, he would have been captured by his uncle long ago.
Every time, after the golden tiger teleports, he will continue to run for several miles. During this period, he takes a large amount of spiritual fruits and rejuvenation liquid, and refines them with the "Wan" formula.
However, this kind of escape is not without any benefit to him.
As the flying sword continues to consume spiritual energy, although it has not increased, the essence and blood in the flesh and blood are continuously strengthened in the process.
This may be the effect of constantly devouring spiritual fruits, or it may be the reason for taking the rejuvenation liquid.
No matter what the reason is, the effect is really coming out.
In the process of escaping, he, who was originally only at the first level of body refining, showed faint signs of breakthrough.
This change made him wonder whether he should be happy or worried.
As time passed, the woods ahead gradually became familiar. Gu Qing took a deep breath. He knew whether his fate could be changed today.
With a thought, he summoned the golden tiger and stood up.
The golden tiger roared, the wind blew on its four legs, and it ran away.
In a moment, they reached the top of the crack space.
Sitting on the back of the tiger, looking at the cliff filled with thick fog, recalling everything since escaping from the Valley of Fire, I couldn't help but sigh deeply.
"As a rat, you know how to escape," Taishu stepped on the flying sword and followed.
The ivory wat lay in front of him, shining with golden light.
"Huh," Gu Qing snorted coldly. The constant consumption made him extremely tired.
Sitting on the back of the tiger, he suddenly raised his head and looked at his uncle. Only then did he see the appearance of this man clearly.
I saw this uncle's purple robe and purple beard. The dark iron Kui dragon pattern covered half of his eyebrows, making the light in his right eye extremely cold. Looking closely at the robe, although it is decorated with gold thread Kui dragon patterns, it has a pyrotechnic effect.
His appearance was clearly that of an old mask and an old robe.
When Gu Qing saw his uncle dressed in such strange clothes, he had no intention of thinking about it carefully.
With cold stars twinkling in his eyes, he said loudly: "Uncle Ghost Sect, I thought it was as powerful as the rumors, but it turns out it's just mediocre."
Having said this, he waved his hand and pointed directly at Uncle Tai, and continued: "Isn't the magic weapon in front of you very strong? Why don't you dare to use it?"
After saying that, Angdao burst into laughter.
Uncle Tai chased him all the way. If he didn't want to hurt Gu Qing's life, he would have killed him long ago.
Having been teased all the way, the anger in my heart could not be suppressed for a long time. At this time, Jing Guqing was aroused, her right eye was red, and she roared angrily, saying: "Child, take your life."
The techniques of both hands changed, pointing directly at the ivory wat in front of him.
The golden light of the ivory wat flashed, and lightning flashed past, shooting towards Gu Qing.
Gu Qing suddenly stopped laughing, urged the golden tiger, and jumped into the cliff.
Taishu hit the air with one blow and was slightly startled. With a low shout, he stepped on the flying sword and rushed under the cliff.
Behind Taishu, countless monks followed him and jumped into the cliff amidst strange screams.
With the influx of people, a strange atmosphere emanated from the bottom of the cliff.
However, interests made them lose their way at this time.
On the cliff, after many monks jumped in, there was one male monk who never jumped down.