Still under the unknown peak, Yang Mu returned to the Five Elements Spiritual Light Array, and waited for half an hour to make sure that no one was following.

I wanted to collect the Five Elements Spiritual Light Array, but after thinking about it carefully, it was better to forget it, Yang Mu planned to enter the Sanyuan Mountain next, maybe he would provoke something powerful, and this Five Elements Spiritual Light Array could be used as a means for him to resist strong enemies.

Anyway, the Five Elements Spiritual Light Array has the effect of operating on its own, so there is no need to worry about being taken away by others.

Yang Mu added some spirit stones to the position of the eye of the array, and then took the hat into the air and flew towards Sanyuan Mountain.

A thousand miles away, and soon we will be there. The poplars fell and fell into the forest. In this kind of place where demon beasts are entrenched, flying in the air, the target is too big, and they can only escape in the mountains and forests.

In the Sanyuan Mountain on the periphery, due to the continuous intrusion of monks, most of the demon beasts and ghosts have been slaughtered, and there are no spiritual objects.

Yang Mu walked in for more than a thousand miles in one breath before slowing down, running the Divine Method, and constricting his breath.

Most of the demon beasts in the mountains and forests also rely on sensing the breath of the monks to find the enemy, and the magic method is also useful for hiding the demon beasts.

Suddenly, there was a roar in the mountains and forests, and a yin wind rushed over. With the shield of Yin Yuan Beads, it easily blocked this Yin wind.

Then there was a battle in the distance, mixed with shouts and screams. This must be a ghost hunting team encountering monsters or ghosts, and they are fighting fiercely.

Yang Mu Shennian released it, and it was discovered that forty miles away, there was a group, about twenty foundation building monks, who were besieging a mutant demon beast.

In this Sanyuan Mountain, most of the demon beasts are yin attributes. This monster beast has a hideous and terrifying face, a large head, round and few hairs, but they are all sarcomas, so it is extremely terrifying.

Yang Mu could see that the original form of this demon beast should be a white lion, and it was alienated by the qi of Yin Feng and Yellow Spring to become this ghost. This white lion is at the peak of the second level, and after being alienated, its strength is even stronger, and it can fight more than twenty foundation building monks.

Of course, the white lion could only take advantage of the yin wind to be arrogant for a while, and the group of ghost hunters had rich experience, and immediately began to deal with the white lion in formation, and actually took out the formation weapon.

It was not the first time that the white lion had fought with a monk, and when he saw this, he immediately chose to flee. Even Yang Mu was shocked, the white lion actually melted into the yin wind, turned into a cloud of black gas, and disappeared with a bang.

The divine mind spread far away, expanding the range, and sensing a trace of a white lion sixty miles away, it soon disappeared again.

Yang Mu's divine thoughts were no more than sixty miles away, and when he lost the trace of the white lion, he continued to gather his breath, and then approached the group of ghost hunters.

This group of monks did not immediately go after the white lion, English was a little afraid, took the wounded, and hurriedly left.

Yang Mu followed all the way, and actually came to the mouth of an underground cave, which didn't seem to be dug by hand, and there was a formation to cover it. The monks went into the cave to recuperate.

It was not easy to break in, Yang Mu had to return, and was about to approach the place where the battle had just begun, and actually found that the white lion was back again, and it seemed that his wisdom was still very high.

After returning, the white lion sucks up the wandering soul. The bodies of the three dead monks were taken away, but at the moment of annihilation, the primordial spirit was attacked, and the soul dispersed a little. The white-bellied lion was able to absorb the soul directly, and followed the smell to the hidden cave.

"Huh......" Yang Mu was quite surprised, thinking that the intelligence of this white-bellied lion was surprisingly high.

It stands to reason that demon beasts and ghosts, after entering the third level, have the same spiritual intelligence as ordinary humans. But this white-bellied lion is obviously as intelligent as a human-seeking human. It seems that in the process of alienation, the spirit of this beast has also increased a lot.

Yang Mu quietly followed, keeping a distance of forty miles, releasing only a little divine trace, so as to ensure that the white lion would not find out.

He returned to the cave again, and because of the cover of the formation, the white lion couldn't find the entrance to the cave for a long time, and was wandering around. The sarcoma on its head can still stretch and be used as a nose.

Due to the influence of the covering array, the residual breath seemed to disappear out of thin air, which made the white lion very puzzled, after a while, the beast seemed to realize, jumped into the jungle, sarcoma frantically sucked in the surrounding yin qi, wrapped itself, and changed into a stone, perfectly integrated with the surrounding environment.

If it weren't for the divine mind sensing the change of the white lion, Yang Mu was afraid that he would not be able to find this beast, which made him break out in a cold sweat, if in the mountains and forests, he was attacked by this white lion without knowing it, it would be terrible.

Yang Mu still knows a lot about this kind of convergence technique, if he wants to completely converge, his own divine thoughts will also converge and narrow the range, so he slowly approached, extremely careful, and when he was close to twenty miles, he stopped, and also merged into a big tree, and most of the magic method was running, releasing a little divine thought to observe the surrounding environment.

And so it was three days. The monks in the cave have finally come out, and this is just a temporary place of recuperation, and they can't stay for long.

Yang Mu sensed that the monks appeared from the cave in the ground for a moment, and the stone turned by the white lion fluctuated a little, probably surprised by the appearance of the ghost hunting team.

"Hurry up and withdraw from Sanyuan Mountain. That beast was so powerful that it tracked us all the way. ”

"Yes, yes...... If you already have gains, don't risk them. ”

Several monks in the ghost hunting team retreated, fearing that they would be frightened by the white lion.

"What are you afraid of, a few days ago we were not prepared and were attacked by that evil beast. The next time you meet it, you will be served directly in formation. Since we got that thing, it would be a pity not to go to Tianqing Valley. That Yin Yang Hall will be the opportunity for us to condense the golden pill. "The leader is a fake Dan monk, dressed in green, the first few words are spoken out loud, and the next few sentences are the transmission of divine thoughts.

Yang Mu slowly approached while these people were talking, and released more divine thoughts to eavesdrop, but for fear of being discovered, the divine thoughts could not be fully released, so he only eavesdropped on a small part of the information, and heard the words Tianqing Valley and what hall, as well as chance.

This bit of information is enough to attract Yang Mu, and what he lacks now is opportunity.

The white lion also moved, a small fluctuation of yin qi, if it weren't for the fact that Yang Mu had already known the place where the white lion was hiding, I am afraid that he would not have been able to find it.

was talked about by the green-clothed false Dan monk, and those who originally wanted to retreat also became bold. There is nothing more tempting for immortal cultivators than the opportunity to cultivate for the sake of refinement.

At this time, a consensus was reached, and the remaining twenty foundation building monks continued on their way. The direction of walking is not the hiding position of the white lion, but the poplar side.

Even if they are lucky, if they go to the side of the white lion, they are afraid that they will be attacked by the white lion.

The poplar immediately stopped, hid in the trunk of the tree, and then ran the Divine Method, completely constricting the breath. In this way, he deceived the group of ghost hunter team monks, passed by Yang Mu, and he didn't know it, and of course he didn't dare to release the slightest divine thought.

When it passed, he still didn't dare to release his divine thoughts, and after half an hour, the white lion really chased after him. When passing by Yangmu's side, he suddenly stopped, stared at the trunk where Yangmu was hiding, sniffed, and turned around twice, as if he had found something.

But soon the White Lion was attracted away by the group of ghost hunters. After waiting for another quarter of an hour, Yang Mu dared to release a little divine thought to observe, but he didn't find it, so he came out of the trunk and chased in the direction of the white lion.

Seeing the white lion's hidden methods, Yang Mu became more careful. Luck was good, after walking a hundred miles, I tracked down the white lion, which was more than 30 miles away. The white lion has been following the group of ghost hunters, and it is not clear why the white lion is chasing after him, but he is not rushing to the opportunity in those mouths.

Two days later, Yang Mu followed the white lion to Zhenyan Peak. This peak appeared in the mouth of the guys of Sanyuan Ju, and it was recognized by immortal cultivators as the dividing line between the outer and inner mountains of the Sanyuan Mountain Range.

The three peaks of the Sanyuan Mountain Range extend outward for a long time, and the mountains are undulating and undulating, forming small peaks, which are actually the extension of the Sanyuan Mountain.

After the True Yan Peak, the yin qi became thicker, and the mountains and forests were filled with mist, which interfered with the divine thoughts even more. Yang Mu's divine thought range of sixty miles, when he arrived here, there were only thirty miles left, and he had to get a little closer to the white lion.

The white lion collects yin qi alienation, and for it, this environment is more conducive to it.

After causing a thick feeling, the speed of the white lion accelerated, and Yang Mu hurriedly caught up, but he was afraid of being discovered, so he stopped and stopped, and suddenly lost the trace of the white lion.

Yang Mu hurriedly flew forward for a distance, and then there was a scream in his ears. The white lion struck again, endured it for a few days, and when it reached an environment suitable for it, it began to take revenge.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yang Mu hurriedly approached. Shen Nian sensed that there were only fifteen monks left in the group of ghost hunters, and they were forming a formation, using the magic circle to fight hard, barely able to support it for a while.

The attack of the white lion is very fierce, and its natal divine power Heavenly Lion Claw and White Ming breath have joined the way of the Yin Ghost and become even more powerful. The lien claws turned into ghost claws, and the forelimbs that poked out, when they were extended, the sharp claws were one foot long, and there were barbs, and the two broken shields on the ground were broken by the lien ghost claws.

As for Bai Ming's breath, what he spit out was not a hot flame qi, but a very cold bone-eroding yin qi, if it was glued, the bones would be gone.

Fifteen foundation building monks can still support it for the time being, and with the help of the power of the formation, they trapped the white lion.

But this won't last long, the white lion is in this kind of place where the yin qi is thick, and the mutated white ghost breath is too strong.

After only spitting twenty times, the aura of the formation was dimmed by half, and for those fifteen monks, the mana was consumed very much.

"Bad ......"

"Escape ......"

Suddenly, the White Ming Lion didn't know what kind of means he had used, and a blazing white beam of light was emitted from the White Ming Ghost Breath, breaking the formation in an instant.

The white ghostly breath emanated, and it scared away the foundation building monks.

Under life and death, no one cared about anyone, and the fifteen monks scattered and fled, most of them running out of the mountains.

The speed of the white lion was very fast, turning into a tornado of yin wind, and with a snort, it caught up with a foundation building monk. After only two screams, the Yin Wind Tornado left, leaving nothing left.