Han Sanqian put away the body of the soul culture and the little blood man, put away the storage bag of his fellow door, burned the body, liquidated the traces of the lower frontier, washed his body in the lake, and then dissipated in the woods.

On a certain unknown mountain, Han Sanqian found an icon of a dragon on the map, and after his death, he followed a person like a dry corpse, which is exactly the soul culture!

According to the skills of Yu Jian, Han Sanqian exercised the victory of the little blood man to refine it into a puppet, not only used up a lot of rare materials, but also spent three days refining this dry corpse consciousness, which greatly injured Han Sanqian's judgment.

But after trying the strength of the body of this dried corpse, Han Sanqian was very freehand, and it was very difficult to injure him in the environment of the big knife, Han Sanqian speculated that the strength of the body of the dried corpse had reached the middle stage of qi formation, which was in the realm of forgetting heaven where the strength of the qi was rampant in the foundation building period, and the physical body in the middle stage of qi formation could sweep one side.

Han Sanqian's divine consciousness swept the mountains, and he realized that there were many traces of war, and there were no treasures on it, so he had to walk to the next address! Today, Han Sanqian's divine consciousness is still a hundred miles, and he thinks it is the depression of the Forgotten Heaven Realm.

In the record, the divine consciousness in the early stage of qi formation can be explored for 100 li, while in the middle stage of qi formation, there were 300 li, and in the later stage of qi formation, it is 500 li. The legendary baby fighting monsters are all thousands of miles away with a motive, and a teleportation is hundreds of miles away.

Everything in the territory of Litian is beautiful, the mountains and rivers are attractive, and it is not a barren land as originally imagined, desperate everywhere, and even strange flowers and plants everywhere, rare beasts are all over the ground, and there are many harvests in the capital of refining and creation!

It is also possible that the people in front of him have cleaned up all the dangers and removed all the prohibitions, so that Han Sanqian can only rely on the livelihood of the forest to explore a little quieter place, and the harvest is not bad!

Han Sanqian picked a few sword fruits, and his heart moved, why don't you dig the whole tree into the secret space? Jianmu can make a living, it is the wood of the universe, and the other wood system should be able to make a living under its influence.

When it came to it, Han Sanqian first made a big plan to move, not to mention the treasure tree or the strange spring, or even the equipment that grew extraordinarily large, and it was a few zhang big as soon as the mud and soil were dug up, and everything was moved into the secret space.

I went all out and turned a 。。。。。 I really gave it my all!

The dragon iron is about to rain in the soul mountain

On the door of the map, the people on the back will dig together, and there are big pits and small pits everywhere!

A tall and thin young man was bent out of a deep pit that was only the size of a foot, and his mouth was swearing: "Which bastard dug the pit, dug and pretended to be leaves, just enough to pretend to be Lao Tzu!"

"Bang!" a big fat man fell into the big pit with a happy heart, humming and the demigod pupil climbed up, "This used to be the three big pits of the dragon he was lying on, all of them are one zhang high, and they are several zhang wide, and they can't be excavated if they don't fall into the foundation!"

He is a little questioning his own life today, is his tonnage too much? A person who falls off his head like the ground moves, and the people on the back come to see his jokes! Today, he is a detector, and when there is only one sound, the person on the back immediately stays!

After Han Sanqian's death, people no longer dare to run around to explore the treasure, there is a pit in your footsteps at any time, a big pit, a small pit, a deep pit, a shallow pit, there is always one for you. And no matter what, you can't dig it, but when you step on the air, what you can do is: first, hold your head and then cover your face to prevent your face from being swollen and swollen; second, ask the person who is digging the pit in real time before touching it closely.

Even the later people formed a pit search Jin Fei, vowing to find out who dug the pit and threw him a thousand times! But they first launched the pit filling striker, and drew lots to decide who would go first.

So you will discover a very new sign: a large group of people follow a sluggish person, the person on the back keeps urging the front side to go quickly, the person in front is very careful to measure the step, but you hear a "bang", the person on the back cheers everything stops, and then sit back and laugh helplessly.

After the people who fell into the pit got up, Ryuji went forward to explore the pit first, and the group of people made a new journey to the pit first.

Han Sanqian clapped his hands, another pit was dug up, and the pretense on it was very perfect! This is Han Sanqian's more than 1,000 years of forest hunting experience, and it also fused the killer pretense of the Killing Gate, and even the application of other space techniques, which can not be detected by the sword sense, and the divine sense can probably detect a little, but a carelessness is also the luck of filling the pit!

"It's really cold from a high place, such a pretty and touching pit, it has not been mutilated or poisoned, it is a slander against the height of my life, and it is a mutilation of my art of digging a pit!" Han Sanqian dug a deep pit again, leaving a wooden sign and leaving.

On this road, there is a legend gradually: Legend has it that there is a generation of pit digging masters, who have passed on the pit teaching, gathered the strengths of hundreds of schools, combined the power of the soul and gods, dug out the art of the pit, and dug out the immortal legend of the pit! Under his pit, no one can hide, no one can not fall, no one can find out!

This is a perfect explanation of the concept and application, and many casual cultivators have gained a lot of understanding, and even created a faction! The people of porridge describe Han Sanqian as a pit god, and those who don't like it curse him as a pit goods.

There are even many different styles of pits on the road, pits with different perceptions, and thousands of pits have caused pits to the road!

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Han Sanqian's secret space used to be full of flowers, strange trees and trees formed a rare and large forest, and the center was precisely the towering building tree! The bottom of the building wood condensed a few miles of clouds, and those dug treasure trees were all planted on it, Han Sanqian hoped to dig continuously, otherwise where to find these precious wood species.

While humming a little song and digging a treasure tree, he didn't dare to put in the small animals today, because he didn't know if he would unearth changes that he couldn't grasp!

"Jianmu said: The task is very honorable, digging the tree is very energetic, leaving the treasure tree here, not afraid of no fruit to eat!"

"I'm a happy tree planter, a tree here, a pit over there, a few people have fallen, hey-ah!"

"Huh?" When Han Sanqian was still filling the pit, there was a violent bump in front of him, "There are people at war, and their cultivation is not weak!"

Han Sanqian's consciousness swept away, "It was originally an old friend!" As soon as his posture moved, he fell into the void.

Hu Bayi was dignified, beautiful and seductive, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and slapped his palm several times in a row, each time repelling the blow of a man in black, forcing them to be unable to unite and strike.

The people in black roared, how to cultivate too differently, how can it never be!

"Boy, hand over Zhu Guo, otherwise our uncle will arrive, and you will have no return!" shouted the man in black.

"This is an ownerless thing, whoever picks it first will be whoever, why do you want to give it to you?"

"I am in the Qi Formation Period, and you are in the Foundation Building Period, is this enough?" said a voice from the yin side.

Hu Bayi's pupils shrank, and an old man in a white robe rushed to the front like a gust of wind, and the dark palm slapped towards the hair like jade with a fishy wind, and the sword power of the hair like jade moved, and a white and pure light palm greeted him.

"Boom" Fa Ruyu took a few steps in a row, and the old man in the white robe took a step back!

The white-robed old man said coldly: "I have some skills, I dare to rob my Solomon's treasure, kneel down, self-abandon, spare you from death!"

Hu Ba's face was embarrassed, although the Forgetfulness Realm suppressed his cultivation, but the sword power of the Qi Formation Period was strong, and the growth of the treasure was not something that could be intercepted during the foundation building period. If you fight for an injury, you can resist hard, but under the watchful eye of so many people, it is not good to wait for idleness to get out.

"Don't you have to use the strength of your hole cards to kill the white-robed man in one fell swoop?" Fa Ruyu clenched her fists.

The white-robed old man looked at Fa Ruyu coldly, and said proudly: "You look good, if you become my male favorite, you will be spared death!"

Hu Bayi's eyes were cold, and the killing machine burst out, and he was about to sacrifice a big killing weapon. A lazy voice said: "He is my male favorite, and a righteous person does not take the favor of others, don't you know? However, you are not a righteous person, at best, you are a person who dies quickly!"

Hu Bayi and the white-robed man looked up and saw that a Gotham who was sleeping in the open and eating was coming straight up, mixed with the soil, and the smell of dust flying on the back was the same as chewing wax!

Hu Bayi pondered for a while before exclaiming, "Brother Han Sanqian?"

The white-robed old man snorted: "Where did the soil buns come from?"

Han Sanqian smiled at Fa Ruyu, "Brother Fa, it's me!"

Then he said to the white-robed old man: "I am indeed digging for soil, but it is not a dirt bag, it is a pit!

Hu Bayi was very happy to see Han Sanqian, and grabbed Han Sanqian's big hand full of soil: "Brother Han Sanqian, I'm so happy to see you, I didn't expect to meet you here!"

Han Sanqian stiffened, "This Fa Ruyu can't really be a male pet, right? Even if he acts, it's not spicy! By the way, this hand is too soft, and the foundation is not as rough as a big man should have! Of course, I have a good impression of Fa Ruyu, and that is also the attitude of the people around me, but it doesn't mean anything!"

Han Sanqian's big hand held Fa Ruyu's hand and kept kneading it, his expression was not necessarily cloudy! Looking at Fa Ruyu's eyes, he felt that he was afraid of the cultivation of the old man in the white robe, and he was communicating with him with gestures, although his expression was red, he did not abandon it! And in the eyes of the old man in the white robe, it was Han Sanqian who snatched his male pet and was petitioning him.

I don't know if there are any Kibin groups among book friends???

Dragon Iron Steel Soul Soul

The white-robed old man was a Qi Qi cultivator, how could he allow Han Sanqian to move! With an angry shout, a big dark palm was imprinted towards Han Sanqian.

Hu Bayi screamed in surprise, and was about to step forward, Han Sanqian tightened his hair like jade, and smiled at him proudly: "It's okay!

Hu Bayi was stunned, the dry corpse on the back was too ugly, he didn't pay attention to it, and he thought it was Han Sanqian's servant!

The corpse puppet made silent progress, and it was a punch to the big palm of the darkness, and the palm fist was engaged, and the black palm broke with a "boom"! The dry corpse puppet broke the black palm, unharmed, and approached the white-robed old man with a withered fist, and punched him in the chest.

The white-robed old man was shocked in his heart, all this had the strength of the Qi Formation Period, but he couldn't see the cultivation, so he had to stretch out his palm and slap it, and resisted his fist!

Although the white-robed old man also has the strength to form the initial qi, his current cultivation is suppressed during the foundation building period, and the strength of his physical body is not enough to dry the corpse puppet.

Today's dry corpse puppets have all their cultivation to integrate into their bodies, and they have also used up many scarce materials from Han Sanqian, and the strength of this physical body should be able to compete with the monks in the late stage of Qi formation, or be similar to the body refining.

"Bang!" the white-robed old man heard a click, and his palm was in sharp pain, and it was really interrupted! The huge strength also made it withdraw seven or eight steps in a row, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The white-robed old man didn't care about his injuries, and he wanted to run when he turned around, but Han Sanqian couldn't let him get his wish, and the big knife slashed out more than ten blades in a row, blocking the way of the white-robed old man. When the white-robed old man broke the sword, the corpse puppet approached again, raised his hand and punched again, and the punching speed was fast and ruthless!

The white-robed old man no longer dared to block it with his hands, and his flawless hand patted the storage bag, took out a shield, and said "rise"! A high-faced shield was protected in front of him, and the fist of the corpse puppet smashed on the shield with a "bang" sound, but it did not hurt the white-robed old man.

Han Sanqian's eyes lit up, he could cover the strength of the middle stage of the qi without breaking, this is a good device!

The white-robed old man was bitter, the strength of this dry corpse was extremely strong, and his hand seemed to be broken through the shield, and the shield pressed on his body like a mountain, and the bones of his body made an overwhelming sound.

Desperately squeezing a few tricks and throwing them on the body of the dry corpse, I didn't see him dodging and getting hurt, it was very hateful or Han Sanqian always unintentionally made a knife shot, which made me tired of facing it.

"Knock! knock!" The fist of the corpse puppet smashed on the shield without stopping, and then a "click" was heard! The left hand of the white-robed old man holding the shield was broken, and the shield was pressed against his shoulder again, and there was another "click", and the shoulder bone was cracked.

The white-robed old man screamed miserably, and was slapped away, and the dry corpse puppet ran closely, and his withered fist aimed at the head of the white-robed old man.

The white-robed old man's eyes showed a hopeless look, and suddenly he was ruthless! Biting the tip of his tongue, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and painstakingly drew a rune with the blood of his broken finger, which was printed on the center of his eyebrows, and he wanted to break the seal and exercise the strength of the Qi Formation Period!

Han Sanqian and Fa Ruyu's heart was beating rapidly, and a violent anger burst out, only to see the white-robed old man exposing his brutal smiling face, looking at them coldly!

At this moment, a dark lightning bolt silently and odorlessly appeared on the top of the white-robed old man's head, and before the white-robed old man's smiling face could bloom, it slashed down together, and in the eyes of the white-robed old man before he had time to change, it was split into gray ash.

The corpse puppet also sensed the danger, put away its fists in a powerful way, and ran away quickly!

Han Sanqian and Fa Ruyu looked at the gray ash on the ground in fright, a Qi Formation Cultivator was killed in an instant, and he didn't even turn his motive!

Han Sanqian and Fa Ruyu glanced at each other, both of them were shocked, fortunately I am not a Qi Cultivator, otherwise one of them would be gone.

Han Sanqian ruthlessly let the corpse puppet kill all the men in black, and liquidated Chen Ji.

Hu Bayi looked at Han Sanqian freshly: "Why don't you leave yet, what else do you want to do here?"

Han Sanqian smiled wryly, rubbing his hands all the time, "Ah, who, where did you pick the Zhuguo?"

Hu Bayi pointed to the nearby cliff path, "On there, there is only one fruit, I picked it, you have to be able to give it to you!"

Han Sanqian laughed, and went straight to the path with the corpse puppet, and returned after the tea, with an indescribable contentment.

Hu Bayi looked at the freshness, but he didn't ask!

In the next few days, Fa Ruyu could be regarded as having seen the ground, what is called digging the ground! Only the place where Han Sanqian walked, no matter how clean the people in front of him were, he could always find a few strange flowers and plants in a certain place, and instead of picking them, he dug up the whole area! And the speed of digging the pit was very handy, and he was humming a small tune while digging! And the corpse puppet ran to a distant place to break branches to find weeds, and used them as a trap to pretend.