"Who is ......it?

He didn't think about it, he hit the black place with a palm, and with a scream, the black shadow flew out, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead. A monk from the Wind Hunting Regiment stepped forward to check, and at this time, Hu Laosan exclaimed,

"Be careful...... but it was too late, and there was another scream, only to see that the black shadow that fell to the ground was not dead, but suddenly burst out and killed the monk of the Wind Hunting Group with a sword.

This black shadow is the wind that follows him, breaking all the way, and if he is not careful, he collides with the monks of the wind hunting group. However, in the dark, he couldn't help it, and as soon as he came out of the corner, someone suddenly shot at him.

At the critical moment, Feng Entourage only had time to slash out with a sword, but the other party's True Yuan far surpassed him, and he was instantly knocked away and injured.

Feng Entourage knew that he had met a master, so he had to fall to the ground and pretend to be dead, and the monk of the Wind Hunting Group also crashed into his hand and stabbed him with a sword.

"Damn...... Dare to kill someone from my Wind Hunting Group. ”

The third head of the regiment actually did not go all out, Hu Laosan warned him that it was best not to see blood in the mine, so as not to attract a large number of wind doves.

The third regiment commander only used two or three percent of the true yuan, although the wind entourage was not an opponent, a sword slashed, and it also consumed ninety percent of the opponent's attack power. Knowing that he was in big trouble, he didn't want to think about it, so he fled, and disappeared at the fork in the road all of a sudden.

The three regiment commanders chased after him, and the wind accompanied him into the artistic conception of the wind very quickly, and he was no less than him, plus he was in the dark, and his six senses were difficult to distinguish, so he chased and lost.

"Damn...... When I catch you, see if the head of the regiment doesn't kill you. ”

A small casual cultivator can escape from his hands safely, and in front of a cadre of subordinates, the third regiment leader lost face and cursed viciously.

The wind squatted on the convex stone of a mineral vein, quietly recuperating from his injuries, and sighed in his heart.

"Fortunately, the injury is not serious, this is a master, I don't know who it is, I can't figure it out if it is a monk of the True Realm. It's strange, how can there be a monk from the Condensing Truth Realm here, doesn't it mean that there will basically be no monks from the Condensing Realm in this Feiling Gorge?"

A few hours later, within the veins, a chaotic battle broke out...... Those who entered this cave fell one after another, and the monks of the Tong family and the monks of the Wind Hunting Group also suffered the same fate. The monks of the Tong family are also unlucky, the wind hunting group is cautious this time, as soon as the two sides meet, the wind hunter group will strike first and kill several Tong monks.

"Removal ......"

After a sneak attack, the third head found that the other party was numerous, and as soon as he fought with Deacon Mu, he also suffered a little loss, knowing that he had met a master, he drank and immediately retreated.

In the dark, Deacon Mu did not dare to pursue, and the number of the other party was also quite large, and the person at the head was also a cultivator in the True Realm, and his heart was on fire.

"Lao He, what's going on?"

Lao He was also injured by the sneak attack, but it was no big deal, he gasped and gritted his teeth.

"There are not many people who know about this branch, it must be the people of the wind hunting group, damn it...... "There are fewer and fewer people who come to prospect for minerals now, because a large number of wind doves have appeared, preparing to spend the winter here." Except for the Wind Hunter Group with a topographic map, he really couldn't figure out who else would choose this fork in the road.

"Four people died, the Wind Hunting Group ......" Fifth Young Master Tong was a little bit of a number, and four people were killed, and he was also furious.

On the other side, a large number of monks suddenly appeared, and the third head of the regiment also felt that something was wrong, and scolded Hu Laosan. "Hu Laosan, where is the branch? You bastard. ”

Hu Laosan, "Third Commander, go this way, you go after the man in black, we have gone wrong." ”

He was full of slander in his heart, but he didn't dare to refute the third head of the angry group, if he hadn't chased and killed the man in black, he wouldn't have done this, fortunately, he had studied the topographic map thoroughly, otherwise he would have lost his way.

After a few more hours, Feng stood up with him, he was not ready to continue this task, ten catties of white stones, all of them were sold in the monk's big city, and he felt that he was too stupid.

But where is this exit? Speechless......

On the other side, Hu Laosan said happily.

"Found it, this is it......" It was a huge cavern, he held a torch in one hand and pointed to a stone wall in the other.

"Dig from here, ...... quickly" The monk of the Wind Hunting Group dug with a magic weapon, and after a while, he dug out a large piece of Baigang Stone, and the three groups were overjoyed.

"Sure enough, there's a branch here, keep digging for me......" But, digging, digging...... The face of the third head of the regiment changed greatly.

"Stop...... What is this?" everyone looked at the firelight, and turned out piles of white bones, so terrifying!

"Corpses, dry bones......

"So many ......"

The Wind Hunters were shocked, and under the loose dirt on the side of the cliff, a skeleton was turned out, some of which were already dry bones, and some of which were clearly dead not long ago.

"Hu Laosan, what's going on? Can't you give me an explanation?"

Hu Laosan was also stupid, how did he know, he also found this place by chance, at this moment, the mutation was born, the soil layer on the ground was tumbling, and a terrifying monster rose from the ground.

"Ah......h

More than a dozen people looked along the firelight, only to see a monster the size of a wolf dog, suddenly appearing, with an eerie cold light in its eyes. It was covered in strange thorns, like a hedgehog, with a mouth like a wild boar, and two huge fangs, which were piercing into the body of a monk of the Wind Hunting Order, frantically sucking blood.

"The Tugang Beast ...... of the Condensing Truth Realm" the three heads of the regiment exclaimed, and struck towards the Tugang Beast with one palm.

The earth beast let out a strange scream, and immediately turned into a round ball of thorns, which flew out with a palm, and with just a flick, it landed firmly on the ground without any injuries.

"Good defense, damn ......"

The Wind Hunter Monk on the ground was almost drained of his blood, convulsed constantly, and after a few strokes, he didn't move, and he couldn't die anymore.

On the other side, Feng Entourage had already recovered from his injuries, and it had taken several hours. Although it was a minor injury, he was now lost and could not find the exit, and many monks came in the cave, and Feng Entourage once again felt a mortal crisis.

The monk who attacked him was definitely much stronger than him, and nine times out of ten he was a monk of the Condensing Truth Realm. Feng Entourage has fought with Bi Santai, and the quality of this person's true qi is very similar to his, condensing the true realm, which is a qualitative evolution of true qi.

There were dozens of wind doves lying on the ground, these wind doves were coming for the smell of blood, he was recuperating from his injuries, these wind doves came to sneak attack, and had to be killed.

"There are more and more wind doves, and ...... is in trouble"

Sure enough, a large number of wind doves appeared, and he couldn't help but curse himself for his crow's mouth, only to see that there was a wind dove in front of him, mighty......

This...... Thousands of wind doves, the wind changes color with the wind, and they flee in a hurry, and no matter which fork in the road, they can avoid it.

On the other side, the monks of the Mu family also encountered a large number of wind doves, and they were unable to kill, so they had to flee.

The three leaders of the Wind Hunting Regiment fought against the Tugang Beast, and they were also not opponents, and one by one the subordinates of the Wind Hunting Group died at the hands of the Tugang Beast.

"Get out ......"

However, this Tugang beast was too smart, and its spiritual intelligence far surpassed that of ordinary demon beasts, as if it sensed that these people would escape, and actually guarded the exit to the death.

The wind was also fleeing, and a huge wind dove appeared, nearly the size of a zhang, several times larger than the wind dove of the innate realm he killed. It was flying so fast that the wind glanced at it, knowing that it could not be its opponent.

Fortunately, after comprehending the artistic conception of the wind, the 'Wind Longitudinal Technique' reached its limit, and when it encountered a fork, it entered and fled for its life.

"There was a fight, damn it...... No matter what ......" As soon as he entered the cave, Feng Entourage was dumbfounded, nearly ten people were fighting with a demon beast, and by the light of the fire, the three regiment leaders were also dumbfounded. He couldn't escape, and this loose cultivator actually rushed in, isn't this looking for death?