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"If I ask a question, you will answer, or you will die, understand?" Qin Han looked at the Cao Gang leader coldly.

The Cao Gang Leader sneered and said, "Although Your Excellency's strength is strong, it is not so easy for me to succumb. ”

"Hehe......" Qin Han smiled, and with a flip of his palm, an orange ball of light appeared in his palm.

The Cao Gang leader was immediately shocked, although he was only a fourth-level martial artist, he also knew that the orange energy represented the martial artist realm, that realm was something he didn't dare to imagine, and the unknown was the most terrifying.

Qin Han said: "If you don't say it, I will refine you into a puppet, so that your life is worse than death." ”

The leader of the Cao Gang blinked, his face became whiter and paler, and the sweat kept slipping, but he finally lowered his head.

"Very good, first question, are you obeying the orders of the Shangyang Sect or the Shangyin Sect?" Qin Han asked.

"The Upper Yin Sect. ”

"Who is that big guy you're escorting?"

"The head of the Shangyin faction, the Master of Qingyin. ”

"What strength is he?"

"I don't know. ”

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After some torture, Qin Han learned something valuable. The head of the Shangyin faction, the Master Qingyin, seems to have failed in the struggle between the two sects, as if he was not lightly injured, and fled in a hurry with his disciples, and now the ore veins outside Shangyang City are owned by the Shangyang faction. The specific things were known only to the Venerable Master of Qingyin.

"I will spare you from dying, but don't go back to Shangyang City from today, if you dare to go back...... Then you can try it!" Qin Han threw down this sentence and hurried towards the bank of the Lanshan River.

At least meet the Master of Qingyin, this is Qin Han's plan.

However......

Qin Han went back a little late, and those giants had already killed the Cao Gang and captured many people.

Only a few of those giants were left cleaning the battlefield, and the giants of the brigade seemed to have left. Qin Han was a little disappointed, so he had to follow the remaining giants. The giants should have their lairs, follow them to the lair, and then search for the Venerable Master Qingyin among those who have been captured.

The giants were tall and had bigger steps, and Qin Han was able to keep up with them by performing the Wind Resisting Technique.

They walked along the Lanshan River until they reached a bend in the river before turning into a col.

After walking two more hours into the col, a tall and majestic jungle appeared. Each tree is several zhang thick, hundreds of zhang high, and a hundred zhang lowest.

The giants walked in this jungle like ants, not to mention the tiny Qin and Han.

Qin Han followed them all the way to the depths of the jungle, and finally met the captured Cao Gang.

In a large pit two feet deep, the Cao Gang and some ordinary people were lying in the pit, not knowing whether they were dead or alive.

Qin Han hid among the leaves and looked down, trying to sense if the Venerable Master Qingyin was among them.

Bang, bang, bang, the ground kept shaking.

A giant nearly three zhang tall appeared in Qin Han's sight. The giant had a hideous face, his lower body was covered by huge blades of grass, his whole body muscles were bulging, and his arms were the thickness of a water tank.

Qin Han gasped: "This thing is actually so big?"

The giant stood beside the big pit, stretched out his hand and fished on the ground, and a series of more than a dozen people were carried up, and the crowd was connected by chains. The people who were carried by the giant seemed to wake up and shouted one after another, but the giant ignored them and went back the way they came.

The people in the pit were woken up, and when they saw the terrible giant, they couldn't help but talk about it, and for a while there was a lot of noise in the pit.

"What's that?" "What the fuck is going on?" "Youkai!" "Don't talk!" "You don't want to die!"

An old man in gray from the Cao Gang shouted in a low voice: "Silence! Silence! Do you think your life is long?"

Another gray-clothed man also whispered, "Third Elder, what's going on?"

The three elders' faces were pale, their beards couldn't help trembling, and they lowered their voices and said: "This group of kings and bastards, they have never seen the world, and they dare to make a noise, they are mountain monsters, mountain monsters that eat people and don't spit out bones, how miserable it will be if they fall into their hands!"

The Cao Gang suddenly exploded, and they kept asking questions.

"Third Elder, what is the mountain monster?" "The mountain monster really eats people?" "Shall we just sit back and wait for death?"

The gray-clothed man frowned and said, "Are those giants mountain monsters? I've heard of it, how can there be mountain monsters in Hokkaido?"

The third elder sighed and said, "Yes, mountain monsters are also called giant monsters, they have always been active in the area of the Divine Wood Forest, Xikaidao is more than two thousand miles away from the Divine Wood Forest, are we in the Divine Wood Forest now?"

The gray-clothed man said, "Then what should we do?"

The third elder shook his head and said, "I can't escape! Falling into their hands is more uncomfortable than letting the enemy cut off his head with a knife, let it be fate!"

Before the first nation on the continent appeared, mountain monsters appeared in the ancient legends of savage tribes. Most of the mountain monsters live in the deep mountains and old forests that are deserted, with their hands and feet and eyes, and the biggest difference between them and humans is their size. The height of the average mountain monster ranges from three to four people tall, and some mountain monsters can reach five people tall. They inhabit caves in the jungle, and there are a few mountain monsters that live in simple tree branch huts. Their main food is meat, ranging from bison, hippos, to pheasants and rabbits. Sometimes they also keep some beasts of prey as pets, and the anemo blood eagle is one of the most common pets.

Most mountain monsters are not very intelligent, and in order to compensate for their intellectual deficiencies, God has given them brute force as compensation, but there are also special ones, some mountain monsters are not only amazingly intelligent, but also naturally good at communicating a mysterious energy, the manifestation of which is often called evil art by cultivators.

The Shenmu Forest is more than 1,500 miles in circumference, located at the junction of the four countries, there is fog all the year round around the entire jungle, the forest is full of towering ancient trees, most of the ancient trees are hundreds of zhang high, fierce beasts and poisonous snakes are entrenched here, ordinary people dare not approach at all.

According to everyone's speculation, the place where Qin Han and the others are at this moment should undoubtedly be the Divine Wood Forest.

The kung fu that everyone was discussing there, Qin Han had already swept them with energy fluctuations, but the Master of Qingyin didn't seem to be among them.

"It's really unlucky, run for nothing! Forget it, I'd better go back to Shangyang. Qin Han sighed in his heart and quietly flew away from the trunk.

Not long after flying, Qin Han suddenly heard the long cry of an eagle and the howl of a wolf, and hurriedly landed on a tree.

A short time later, a huge bird appeared in the sky. The big bird was covered in dark red feathers, refracting a little brilliance in the starlight, its wings stretched out up to four feet, and a strong wind was a gust of wind, it seemed that its strength was good, and I didn't know what grade of fierce bird it was.

The blood eagle circled for a moment and flew away, Qin Han breathed a sigh of relief, and was just about to fly up, when the mutation started again.

There was a loud noise in the slightly low bushes, and a dark shadow leaped out.

It was a three-headed black dog, larger than a bison, with exposed fangs the length of an adult's arm, three heads turning around, a fierce look, and a sniffing nose incessantly. The black dog stopped under the tree of Qin Han and looked at the top of the giant tree suspiciously, his eyes as alert as a human.

After looking at it for a while, the three black dogs circled around the giant tree where Qin Han was located more than a dozen times, and then slowly walked away step by step.

Qin Han hid under the leaves for a long time, and saw that the blood eagle and the black dog did not appear again, so he fell to the ground gently, he touched the big hoof prints at the mouth of the bowl on the ground, and couldn't help but be shocked, in the face of the monster of the three-headed black dog, ordinary people are a thousand coming, a thousand dead, I am afraid that it is already a Xuan-level or even a ground-level fierce beast.

The ancient trees in the Divine Wood Forest were so huge that people in them were like ants in the grass and couldn't discern the direction, Qin Han walked around, and a huge wooden house suddenly appeared in front of him.

Outside the wooden house, a bonfire more than a foot high was burning, and there was a murmur coming out of the house, the sound was indistinct, like the sound of tables and chairs moving, Qin Han hid his figure in the leaves and watched the changes.

After a while, the wooden door opened, and a mountain monster came out with a copper tripod in his hand, and it gently placed the copper tripod on the bonfire, turned its head and shouted in the direction of the wooden house: "Cha Uta!"

Another mountain monster walked to the wooden door, clasped his nose with his hand, and said in an urn voice: "What do you tell me to do, Pig Tower?"

The mountain monster pig tower glared and said, "It's done!" It suddenly became mysterious, walked up to the mountain monster Cha Uta and said, "I'm going to cook that old monkey to drink soup tonight, how about it, it's a good idea, right?"

Chawuta scratched his head again and said, "This idea is clearly mine!"

Zhu Tieta said angrily: "Whoever has a different idea, go and fetch water!" Cha Wuta looked unhappy, lifted the copper tripod, and went with a hum.

Qin Han said secretly: "What a broken name, Chawu Tower, Pig Iron Tower, these monsters will actually name themselves." But he didn't know that the society of the mountain monsters was also hierarchical, with different names and different positions. The king of the mountain monster is called the Futu Tower, and the next is the Black Tower, the Iron Tower and the Uta Tower, except for the king who is called the Floating Tower, each mountain monster has its own unique name, plus the position, there are names like the Tea Pagoda and the Pig Tower.

Extremely secluded classics record that mountain monsters like to eat people, like music, like shiny things, and many mountain monsters will also summon thunder, lightning, water and fire, and have always been the great enemies of the human race.