But Old Man Bing's face became more and more weird, he withdrew his divine sense, and looked at Murong Han: "It's really a strange thing, my divine sense can't find your figure, if I hadn't seen you with my eyes, I would have suspected that I was the only one left in this place." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

"It's really impossible to detect?" Although he knew the effect of this Cave Turtle Breathing Technique, Murong Han still didn't believe that it really had this kind of function.

"That's right, you didn't appear in the Divine Sense Probe at all, if you directly use the Divine Sense Probe and don't use your eyes to see, I won't be able to find you at all. Old Man Bing spoke.

"It's so amazing!" Murong Han was a little surprised, you know, if even Old Man Bing can't see where he is, others won't know where he is, that is to say, if Murong Han wants to hide, I'm afraid no one will find him.

After determining the role of this, Murong Han was very happy, and when he walked out, he saw that the Purple Flame Lion had been standing outside the cave and guarding, not letting other demonic beasts disturb him.

Looking at the appearance of the Purple Flame Lion, Murong Han said gratefully: "Thank you so much, I didn't expect that there would be a little situation this time, and I would actually trouble you for so long." ”

Hearing Murong Han's words, the Purple Flame Lion shook his head and said, "No, this is also my reason, let you go and see that thing, otherwise you wouldn't be like this, I should help you." ”

"Anyway, I still have to thank you, if it weren't for your help this time, I wouldn't have found such a good thing!" Murong Han bowed.

The Purple Flame Lion deviated and avoided Murong Han's salute, and still remembered the terrifying coercion on Murong Han's body, although it was not from the beast clan, but under that coercion, it seemed that its life was already in Murong Han's hands.

"Your Purple Flame has recovered, what is recorded on that stone wall, why did you have that situation before?"

"That's a special technique to shield other people's probes. Saying that, Murong Han performed it again, the Cave Turtle Breath Technique didn't need to consume too much courage, so Murong Han could use it many times.

The Purple Flame Lion's eyes lit up, it really couldn't feel Murong Han's breath, this was indeed a good thing.

"As for the previous state, it is necessary to go through when cultivating this ability, and after that, there is no need for it. ”

The Purple Flame Lion nodded, since there is nothing to do, then it is nothing, as long as Murong Han does not have a problem because of it, there is no matter, otherwise it will be the Purple Flame Lion will take revenge.

Looking at the expression of the Purple Flame Lion, Murong Han spoke: "I've been staying with you for too long, and I won't bother you, I still have something to do, so I'll leave first." ”

The Purple Flame Lion nodded: "Well, you have the Demon Core of the Black Jade Scorpion King in your body, and the Purple Flame of my Purple Flame Lion, with these two breaths, the demonic beasts in the Tianxing Mountain Range will not embarrass you, so you can go directly without going to other places." ”

Murong Han nodded, he knew this, he didn't expect that there would be such a good thing, and after saying goodbye to the Purple Flame Lion, Murong Han left directly.

"Are you really sure that there is no problem, kid?" the old man asked, he was still a little uneasy, this is not the place of the Purple Flame Lion, if you enter that similar and suspended animation mode here, I am afraid there will be any danger.

Looking at Old Man Bing's appearance and hearing his worried tone, Murong Han smiled and said, "Don't worry, I don't have anything to do, and I won't just fall to sleep casually." ”

Hearing this, Old Man Bing breathed a sigh of relief, but the next sentence made him almost bleed.

"If I want to sleep, I also find a comfortable place to sleep, I won't find a place casually, at least I have to sleep safely!"

"You stinky boy, the old man told you seriously, you are still joking like this, you stinky boy. Old man Bing scolded.

"However, what happened to you kid before, why is there such a strong coercion. Recalling that coercion, Old Man Bing still has palpitations in his heart.

"Coercion? Under what circumstances coercion. Although there have been some speculations, Murong Han still needs to ask clearly.

"It's the coercion when the cyan light blooms on your eyebrows, why is there such coercion, and you wake up after it appears, what the hell is that. ”

Hearing this, Murong Han already knew in his heart: "That's the Wind God Halberd, I don't know why, if it's a cyan light, one is the Wind God Halberd, there's nothing wrong." ”

"Wind God Halberd, is that thing?" Old Man Bing muttered three words, and suddenly remembered that thing, Murong Han had not used it, and he had almost forgotten it.

"What the hell is this, is there a way for you to use it again?" asked Old Man Bing.

"There's no way, I don't know where this thing came from, and it won't do me any harm anyway. Let's keep doing what we have to do!"

Murong Han smiled, he didn't have anything important now, he just sat for a month, his body was a little unable to move, and he didn't want to stay with the Purple Flame Lion anymore.

Now he needs to find enough food, give Xiao Qiuqiu, and Bai Ze in his ring needs to find the spirit stone.

Bai Ze is still like that, with the vitality given to him by Murong Han, there is no situation in life, if nothing else, when he grows to a certain extent, he can break out of his shell.

At this time, there was nothing to do with Murong Han, the Cave Turtle Breath Technique had been blessed on his body, and only by isolating his breath would he not scare the snow demon beast away.

As long as it's not an eighth-order demonic beast, it's not a seventh-order demonic beast, then nothing should happen, but if Murong Han's doesn't use the Cave Turtle Breath Technique, he won't encounter a demonic beast.

Not to mention that he has the demon core of the Black Jade Scorpion King on his body, he has a trace of the coercion of a ninth-order demonic beast, but the breath of the purple flame lion on his body has already scared the demonic beast to the point of urine.

In the world of Warcraft, the distinction of rank represents the distinction of identity, which is a very serious issue, even if it is only a difference of one order, there is no resistance, unless it is some special circumstances.

Murong Han shielded his breath, just because he was afraid of scaring the demonic beasts, so there was no point in coming here this time.

Now that he has comprehended the mysteries of the gold, as well as the sword intent, now having these two mysteries is enough for him to use, with these two mysteries, Murong Han is already an invincible existence outside the Tianxing Mountain Range.

But Old Man Bing didn't train him to use more than half of his strength, nor did he allow him to use his courage, let alone use Arcane Yi, so that he could deal with demonic beasts in such a situation.

And Murong Han was not allowed to use his own bone blade, nor was he allowed to use other abilities, he could only use a heavy sword, not a fist.

Murong Han was a little strange, he didn't know what Old Man Bing was doing this for, but he had to do what Old Man Bing said, Murong Han believed that Old Man Bing would not harm himself.

But even so, Murong Han still felt a little difficult, some bulky demonic beasts were easy to say, these demonic beasts were basically solved with one sword, but for other sensitive demonic beasts, Murong Han sometimes had to be caught by them a few times before he could kill them.

But Old Man Bing still didn't allow Murong Han to use anything else, only allowed Murong Han to use a heavy sword to kill the enemy, even if the opponent was very sensitive, it had to be like this.

No matter what kind of demonic beast it was, it had to die in Murong Han's purgatory, but none of them noticed that the blood that fell on the purgatory disappeared little by little.

But it was not because it was dripping to the ground, nor because of transpiration, but because it was absorbed by Purgatory and sucked into the sword of Purgatory.

But it was just a little bit of blood, and no one would pay attention to it, and after the blood entered Purgatory, a strange pattern began to appear on it.

It seems to be some kind of writing, but it doesn't seem to be a text, it's more like a kind of imprint, but no one knows anything.

Murong Han was still immersed in his own troubles, how on earth was he going to kill the swift demonic beast and not let it get close to him.

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