Liu Zhenhao killed the flying wolf with one punch, although the flying wolf was not any of their opponents, but was killed by Liu Zhenhao with one punch, martial arts is really the way to kill, maybe it is the special nature of this world, monsters are rampant, so that martial arts flourish, and martial arts cultivation occupies a place.

"Let's go!" Liu Zhenhao said that the three of Mo Xian did not speak, maintained their formation, and moved forward.

After walking for more than four hours, the ice and snow gradually melted, occasionally revealing the ground, and the ground gradually became green grass and shrubs, and they gradually broke away from the ice and snow area and entered the shrub area.

It was getting late, they looked for a place, there were no shrubs around, but a messy stone area, relatively flat, everyone found a few big stones, Guan Fengtang arranged the formation, among the people, only Liu Zhenhao ate some dry food, and the other three people could open the valley, and the energy required by the body was obtained from the aura.

The four of them were divided into two shifts, two in one shift, but on the surface, all four of them were meditating, but two of them did not meditate, they just closed their eyes to recuperate, while the other two sank into their hearts.

Time flies, in the second half of the night, Mo Xian and Wen Pinmei are on duty, the night sky is very clear, Mo Xian opened his eyes, looked up at the sky, the night is not quiet, but it is very deep and harmonious, there are occasional sounds of nocturnal animals in the distant forest, and the chirping of autumn insects in the near distance, but it makes people deeply intoxicated, here, they can only go deep into the fixed realm, and will not absorb the aura, because the aura is very chaotic, not like other places, like the torrent of vitality.

Mo Xian felt that the center seemed to be dissipated by the fire gas underground, but the surrounding area was the cold gas formed by the water vapor variant, the two came and went, during the day, the cold air was suppressed to a certain extent, and at night, the water gas seemed to be particularly active, and there were some other breaths mixed in the middle.

It is this kind of confrontation that makes the vitality change, as if a normal person enters a mirage-prone area, what he sees in his eyes, the real scene and the virtual shadow intersect with each other, but it is not what the eyes see, but it is reflected in the consciousness, and everything that the divine consciousness feels is deformed.

This situation is very uncomfortable for the monks who have just entered this island, and Mo Xian has also seen it for the first time, and the divine consciousness he relies on has been confused, knowing that there is nothing there, but he reacts that there is a demon beast in his consciousness.

In this case, the monk had to close his senses and so on, and in this way, the monk suddenly became like an ordinary person.

Mo Xian is in this predicament, but he traces back to the source, and keeps building a model in his thinking, in order to be the same as the outside world, he will always have deviations at the beginning, and gradually like the surroundings, this is not with divine sense, but with the means of wisdom, to reproduce everything.

The reason why monks are strong for ordinary people is not that they are stronger than ordinary people in other aspects, but that they are far superior to ordinary people in terms of perception, and with this foundation, all kinds of miracles can be realized, otherwise, it is just empty brute force.

The Buddha said that wisdom is fundamental, and the same is true of Taoism, emphasizing that people forget everything, including me, in order to be clear in wisdom, those who win over others are powerful, those who know others are wise, and those who know themselves are clear.

Mo Xian does all this not with divine consciousness but with wisdom, this realm has been so high that no one else expected, at this moment, the little insect suddenly stopped chirping, and a figure appeared in Mo Xian's model, his heart moved, and he turned his face in that direction.

The insect stopped screaming, Wen Pinmei also heard it, she also turned her head, and saw Mo Xian staring at a place, her eyes were lucky, and suddenly her eyes brightened, and she saw a shadow standing there, very tall, as if looking at the four people.

The shadow is about enough, not like a living person, the appearance is vicious, but the face is not clear, there are wings behind it, and behind its head, it shows a bird's head, which is the head of a night owl, and then look at his hands and feet, inadvertently reveal the appearance of a bird's claws, and similar hands and feet.

Mo Xian felt that there was a ghostly aura, as if there was a witch aura, Mo Xian hesitated a little, what is this, although he has been in this world for nearly two years, he still doesn't know some of the means of this world.

"Witches! Is the other party a witch cultivator? Wen Pinmei whispered with some uncertainty.

Mo Xian thought about it, witches and ghosts are a common means of witchcraft in this world, after the death of a person or animal, their souls are sacrificed into witches, witches are different from direct ghosts, and they can even appear during the day, and even witches can be made by combining several souls, and even the souls of humans and animals.

The shadow of this monster in front of him seems to be a combination of people and night owls, since the witch ghost has appeared, it means that the witch cultivator behind him has already made a move, at least the witch cultivator has noticed them, and Mo Xian and they don't know anything about them.

The other party sent a witch ghost to peep, Mo Xian snorted coldly, containing the power of the giant whale song, the witch ghost's body suddenly collapsed, turned into black smoke, and the ghost chirped, and went into the distance, submerged into the bushes, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

In another forest, there were five people together, and a witch cultivator in the middle suddenly changed his face, and he snorted, and the person next to him asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"The witch ghost was attacked by the other party, I don't know how the other party came from, there are four people, the one who attacked the witch ghost is the Jindan monk, and the one who uses the sound attack." Wu Xiu said.

"There are three teams that have arrived, and this team has the fewest people, Ze Han, do you estimate their strength?"

"There is only one person who made a move, two of them didn't even open their eyes, one should be a martial cultivator, the other three are all Taoist cultivators, and there is a woman, they dare to do something to my witch ghosts, they are dead." Zehan said.

"There can't be a direct conflict, after all, there are other groups, lest they sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight."

"You can't do it directly, okay, we'll do something on their way." Zehan said.

"This method is good, not only for them, but also for other teams, Zehan, you can send your witch ghost to do these things."

"Okay, but I don't have enough materials."

"Everyone, take out the materials, let Zehan choose, and compensate for the aftermath."

So everyone took out the Qiankun bag, the materials selected by Zehan were more special bones, and some negative materials, he processed the materials, and took out several blank rune papers from his body.

After Ze Han drew the talisman, he took out another bag on his body, let go of the bag, a few whirlwinds in the bag rose, rolled up the materials, he had words in his mouth, his voice was hoarse and desolate, and several small whirlwinds were faintly visible, and went around.

He closed his eyes, and his mind followed these witches and ghosts, laying one trap after another in the vast forest.

Traps open silently in the forest, just waiting for someone to step into them. (To be continued.) )