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A rush of wind sounded, and more than a dozen black shadows flew through the mountains and forests, and in the blink of an eye, they came to a hidden cave. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info【For more exciting novels, please visit】

The figures of these dozen people fell to the ground, showing their original appearance, all covered by cloaks, and they were actually a team of extraterritorial blood clans.

At the head were two people, one carrying the other, both of whom were Niu Mo's acquaintances.

Among them, the one who carried it was the high-level blood Werther who had been to the Yin Wind Canyon before. And the person he was carrying was none other than Will, the son of the blood clan who was severely injured in the Yin Wind Canyon and almost died.

Will the prince of the blood clan took out the compass from his arms and glanced at it, then looked at the cave in front of him, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and said in a cold voice: "The place that was sensed before the compass was sensed is here, Werther, let's go in." ”

Virtuoso nodded, and when he led a group of bloods into the cave.

The people quickly searched the entire cave, but found no one.

"Enlightened prince, Lord Werther, there is no one in the cave, but looking at the traces left behind, you can tell that there were people who stayed here not long ago, and they have not been away for a long time."

After the search, the Bloodclan reported to the Bloodline's son, Will, and the High Bloodline, Werther.

"Then go find ......," the Bloodline Prince gasped, "The Immortal Heart is in him, and he must be found no matter what!" ”

The High Blood Clan Witt set his eyes on a shorter Blood Clan: "Morrow, you come and smell it." ”

"Yes."

The bloodclan nodded, sniffed with his nose, walked to a dry flat ground in the cave, squinted his eyes and sensed it, and then said, "Shizi, Lord Werther, the target has rested here, and he has been here for about two or three days......"

"Two or three days?" A gleam flashed in the eyes of the blood clan's son, and his voice was cold: "So that kid ran here to recuperate as soon as he escaped?" ”

Listening to the words of the blood clan's son, Werther's eyes flashed, and he asked the blood clan, "Morrow, can you trace the whereabouts of that kid?" ”

"Yes." The bloodline named Moro nodded and said, "The target hasn't been away for a long time, and the aura is very strong, so it's not difficult to track down. ”

"Then don't talk nonsense, chase it now!"

The next Dry Blood Clan came out of the cave and, led by the Bloodclan named Morrow, pursued in the direction leading to the outer reaches of the mountain range.

It didn't take long for a dry blood clan to come to a battlefield in the dense forest, where there were traces of battle, and there was a dead body lying on the ground, it was a one-armed leopard spirit, which was the battlefield where the pheasant essence Lu Erniang robbed and killed the lion mane Nan and the leopard spirit.

"What's going on?" The Bloodline Son asked.

"There was an extremely fierce battle here not long ago, and the target stayed here for a while."

Moreau squinted his eyes and sniffed as he went, like a hound stalking his prey, with a flash of wisdom in his squinting eyes.

"But it seems that he used some secret technique to hide and did not participate in the battle, because his aura was a little intermittent when he arrived here, and he only left after the battle was over and the victor left."

If Niu Mo was here in person, he would have to be surprised, because this Mo Luo only relied on his breath sensing to guess his actions almost exactly the same, and this kind of ability was even more of a headache for the enemy than the strength of the hard piercing in many cases.

"Where did he go again?"

"That direction." Morrow stretched out his hand and pointed in one direction.

The son of the blood clan said: "Then continue to chase." ”

The crowd then tracked down in the direction Moreau pointed.

……

At the same time, the Blood Sky Camp.

At this time, there was an extraterritorial Blood Bat Clan secretly infiltrating the Yin Mountain Underworld, and the news of wanton killing and injuring the recruits who entered the Yin Mountain Underworld had spread in the camp along with some recruits who had escaped from the Yin Mountain Underworld.

There was an uproar in the camp, and the people were panicked.

In a conference hall in the camp, around a conference table sat several immortal officials in official robes, each of whom exuded an extremely powerful aura.

These people are all supervisors-level figures in the non-character battalion, and they are undoubtedly high-level people in the non-character battalion, and they can all rank in the top ten in the leadership of the non-character battalion.

Sitting at the head of the conference table was a thin, withered old man with silver hair.

The old man slowly glanced at the few people present, and said, "The matter must be clear to everyone, and everyone thinks that this matter should be handled." ”

One said: "The invasion of foreign races is not a small thing, who knows what the plans of those foreign races are?" I think it's better to report it to the camp owner and let him decide. ”

Another person immediately retorted: "The camp master is now in retreat and breakthrough, and he can't say when he will get out of the retreat, just because a few foreign races suddenly appeared, he interrupted the camp master's retreat, and the camp master is angry, will you bear it?" ”

The man before said angrily: "What do you say, is it my responsibility to maintain the Renzi Camp alone?" ”

"Bang-"

At this moment, a loud noise was heard, and the door of the hall was pushed open and slammed against the walls on both sides, startling everyone in the hall.

Several people were immediately annoyed, and their stern eyes swept towards the door.

They were meeting to discuss important matters, who dared to break in so impolitely, and did they take them seriously?

However, when everyone saw the person clearly, the anger in their eyes suddenly disintegrated and disappeared, and was replaced by a trace of surprise. A thought arose in my mind almost at the same time: How did he come?

The person who came was a burly man with a cold face in blood-colored armor.

If there were recruits in the camp, they would immediately recognize that the person who came was not someone else, it was the unsmiling Blood Heavenly Guard named Tie Armor who was in charge of guarding the martial arts exercise in the camp.

But only the high-level members of the Renzi Battalion and the many veteran Blood Heavenly Guards in the camp knew that the cold-faced Blood Heavenly Guards in front of them were not just as simple as a mere guard.

Although he did not have such a high position as everyone present, when it came to identity, he was not inferior to anyone present, and because of some relationships, his status was even more transcendent, so after seeing the identity of the person, the anger in everyone's hearts immediately dissipated.

The cold-faced man strode in, glanced at everyone in the room, and then asked a thin, withered old man with silver hair sitting on the main seat of the conference table, "I heard that there is an extraterritorial blood bat clan in the Yin Mountain and the underworld, is it true?" ”

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