Chapter 40: Counter-Hunting
Han Zhonglin cast his gaze on Bai Zhiqing.
Bai Zhiqing immediately understood and continued: "Although the Illusory Domain is the most marginal area of the Phantom Star Sea, its vastness is still far beyond imagination. The so-called difference is a thousand miles, and the Xuanfeng giant ship will drive straight after entering the fantasy realm, and it is inevitable that there will be deviations, and the astrological array is suitable for adjusting the course. ”
"After sailing out of the Phantom Realm for about half a year, the caravan will open three astrological arrays, and the astrological arrays consume the energy of huge ships, and the protective power is weak when they are opened, so it has become an opportunity for the sea clan. ”
Luo Liangyu nodded: "What Brother Zhiqing said is very true! Luo once heard his father say that when the astrology array was opened, the sound shook for thousands of miles, the pillars of light filled the sky, and the ten thousand phantom fog reached the sky, the blue sky was washed, the blue sky appeared, the stars fell, and God guided!"
"Xinghualuo, God guides, what does it mean?" Han Zhonglin couldn't help but ask.
Luo Chen, who was not far away, saw the opportunity and said: "Yunlin Daoist, there is a legend that has been passed down for thousands of years, but it is still difficult to verify! The Eastern Xiuzhen Domain has opened a route to Nebula City, and every time you open the Great Astrological Array, you can see a giant palm of the sky dome from the stars, and according to the direction of the giant palm, you can roughly determine the direction of Nebula City, and the Terran caravan from the Southern Xiuzhen Domain can also see such a strange phenomenon." Since then, it has spread, and the heavens are watching the sea of phantom stars, and the giant palm of the sky is the clue!"
"The rumors are empty, and the giant palm of the sky is just one of the evidences of the circulation, and the real strange and strange phenomenon lies in the secret realm of the stars. It has been recorded that in several Star Trials, a giant head appeared on the Sky Dome, although it was short-lived, but it was a real thing. Bai Zhiqing finally took over the words again.
When Han Zhonglin heard the words of several people, he thought in his heart: "It seems that this Heavenly Dome Vision is not a rumor, it is widely spread and not a secret!"
"Zhiqing's Taoist friends are reasonable, and it is the best policy to be well-informed and adaptable!"
Han Zhonglin's gaze fell on Bai Zhiqing's thin figure, revealing a hint of appreciation.
Yu Qi escaped and chased the fleet, Han Zhonglin intentionally or unintentionally searched for the strange sound, and at the same time spread out his divine thoughts, and the scene within a radius of ten miles was reflected in his mind.
"The Terran monk's divine thoughts are blocked by the phantom mist, but the ghost clan kraken is not disturbed by it? Han Zhonglin quickly judged the situation.
Two days passed slowly, following the direction of the fleet in Luo Yupan, Han Zhonglin led the team to keep walking through the illusory realm, and there was no danger for a while.
On the third day, Han Zhonglin noticed a faint aura quietly appearing in his mind, like a cloud of gray, and he couldn't see the shape at all.
That aura was extremely hidden, and Luo Liangyu, Bai Zhiqing and other monks couldn't notice any signs at all.
When Han Zhonglin led the team to stop the retreat and rest, he secretly tested the movement of the faint breath, and found that the breath finally stayed eight or nine miles away.
"It's really being targeted by the ghost clan!" Han Zhonglin was cautious.
After a day of walking through the heavy phantom fog, the faint breath was always eight or nine miles away, following far away and never getting closer.
A conjecture gradually took shape, and Han Zhonglin began to brew some thoughts.
On the fifth day, Han Zhonglin unexpectedly found that the faint breath suddenly changed into three ways, and he couldn't follow it all the time.
"Fellow Daoists, the ghosts have coveted our whereabouts!" Han Zhonglin decided to inform the other four monks after thinking about it.
While galloping, Bai Zhiqing hesitated slightly: "Can you be sure that it is a ghost of the Sea Clan?"
"Brother Yunlin Dao has a deep mind, and he can detect movements farther away, so he can't be wrong. The ghosts can trace the aura left behind by our Terran monks, so they probably won't take the initiative to attack. Luo Liangyu reasoned from the side.
But listening to Luo Chen's proposal: "More than ten days ago, the worship team of the Valley of the Fallen Gods fell into the siege of ghosts, and two worshippers were damaged, the big battle is imminent, and the ghosts have been assembled in a big way, we should avoid its edge and return to the fleet temporarily, what do you think?"
The enshrinement team fell silent for a moment.
Luo Liangyu broke the silence and said first: "Presumably, Brother Dao has already made a plan, so we naturally listen to it." ”
"Those ghosts are all hidden eight or nine miles away, thinking that we can't detect their traces, so we can kill them in confusion!"
As soon as Han Zhonglin said this, the other four monks were even more silent.
After a long time, I heard Bai Zhiqing ponder and mutter: "The three ghosts are not to worry! ”
"Wait a little after flying thirty miles ahead, and the real person will come to join you after collecting the three ghosts!"
Han Zhonglin's figure flashed and disappeared into the mist, completely disappearing into the induction of the four monks.
"Yunlin Daoyou is really beyond my reach, the strength of the mind to penetrate the fog can actually detect ghosts eight or nine miles away, and the ability to conceal the breath is even more unique!" Bai Zhiqing was surprised.
Luo Liangyu sighed with emotion: "Brother Yunlin's true strength is not daring to speak falsely, and my father once recommended that Brother Yunlin Dao is very likely to be a spirit array master!"
"How could there be such a young Spirit Array Master!" He Qichang couldn't believe it and couldn't help but question.
Bai Zhiqing also sighed: "In the Terran Cultivation Realm, there are never more amazing and brilliant people, and most of them are like beans!"
Han Zhonglin hid in a cloud of mist, his body did not move at all, like an experienced hunter, setting up a trap and waiting for his prey to throw himself into the net.
Three faint breaths were approaching rapidly, and sure enough, they were following the aura of the worship team.
Five miles, three miles...
Han Zhonglin suddenly stepped out, and the black mangs on his fists were released, and then a suppressed aura suddenly descended within a radius of several miles.
"Cangxuan Spirit Fist, Cangyun Style!"
The fists slammed out, and the entire space seemed to stand still, and the two black rays passed through the mist silently.
Before the three low-profile figures could react, Wumang had already broken through the air, and two of the low-profile figures instantly turned into flying ashes.
One of the low figures narrowly avoided the black mang, and was about to flee into the distance.
"I want to run!
A green light sank into the mist, and after four or five breaths, a miserable whine was heard in the distance.
Han Zhonglin's figure flashed twice, and he came to the side of a low demon body.
I saw that the demon body was about three feet high, the scales around the body were densely covered with light gray, the swirls on both sides of the head were densely packed, the eyes were round and slightly convex like blue pearls, and the mouth was bulging and shallow like a square chime.
"The ghost demon body looks like this!" Han Zhonglin felt novel.
"It turned out to be a ghost who was about to break through the Kraken Stage and advance to the sea general, no wonder he was able to escape!
The thought flashed like lightning, and Han Zhonglin immediately put away the spirit needle, glanced at the position of the Luo Yu plate in his hand, and then turned into a silver ray and rushed towards Luo Liangyu and the other monks.