Chapter Seventy-Two: Night Attack

Lin Bin walked all the way along the periphery of the valley, although it was smooth, he was still cautious, and he didn't dare to be careless. Although there are often fights between and within various sects and factions in the Sacred Mountain Kunlun, most of them are point-to-point, and few of them fight for their lives. It can be said that he has rarely fought with Western cultivators for many years, so Lin Bin's knowledge of the Western magic system is almost all passed down by the seniors in the sect. And the magic system on the Tethys continent may have the same root and ancestor as the Western magic system, but after 10,000 years, there must be a huge difference, and he doesn't know how useful the knowledge he knows can be.

But passive defense, giving the initiative of the battle to the opponent, this is what Lin Bin is unwilling to accept, and whether it is a one-horned thunder python or a ji, they are huge, once they act, it is easy to be discovered by the other party in advance, so as to command the ant colony to outflank and intercept, and once the two fierce beasts fall into the encirclement of giant ants, it basically determines the final result of the two defeats and injuries. Therefore, he is the only one who is the most suitable person to go out at night to explore the roots of the other party.

In fact, Lin Bin was also very helpless, he really didn't want to get involved so quickly, he had been in the Tethys Continent for so long, and for the situation in the cultivation world here, he still knew some broken and unsystematic news from Huang Yuluo, which was not much better than a black eye. But the mouth of eating people is short, and the hands of people are short, and he has also gotten a lot of benefits from the one-horned thunder python and the one-horned thunder python, and the one-horned thunder python did not require him to fight with them to the end, and when he can't do anything, he promised him to leave, and he thought that it was just an opponent of the demon prison marching ants, but now, there are more and more opponents.

If he can get these things earlier, he can get some spirit stones, not so empty in his pocket, and more time, his confidence will be much more sufficient. Of course, Lin Bin is not the kind of person who retreats in distress, cultivation is originally to act against the sky, if there is no firm will to face difficulties, it is difficult to achieve the road. Therefore, in addition to being cautious, there is also a little excitement.

Although the valley is not big, it is not small, and it is not easy to find the other party's campsite in it, especially the heavy snow still has no intention of stopping, and the snowflakes flying in the sky seriously obstruct the view, making it more and more difficult for Lin Bin to find the campsite.

Fortunately, Lin Bin is also a cultivator in the fusion period now, although he can't fly, but the land flying technique also allows him to still travel at high speed in the valley where the snow does not reach the root of his thighs.

The snow had given him many obstacles, but God was fair, and the Counts of Olovocandi had not noticed that someone was sneaking towards their campsite.

Although it was cold and windy outside, it could be said that the water was dripping into ice, but in the tent of Count Olookandi, it was as warm as spring, Olookandi sat on the soft couch with his eyes closed, his breath was light and heavy, and his two attendants were guarding outside the tent, they were all descendants of Count Alowocandi, and the two of them already had the strength of the blood viscount, although the cold outside the tent was pressing, but for them, it was not a headache.

Both of them knew that Count Olovocandi had bet on the most important hole card this time, and if that drop of blood was given to the rookies in the clan, they could grow into a strong man of the level of a baron in just a few years, and they might reach the threshold of promotion to earl in thirty years. However, they also understood what it would mean for the family if Count Olovocandi could be promoted to the rank of Marquis.

The two of them couldn't help but curse the opponents of the family in their hearts, if they hadn't been staring at the family all the time, forcing the strong people in the family to sit in various places, if there were two more elders in the family, Count Olovocandi's trip would not have been so difficult, and he had to borrow the power of Mopti.

Although the valley was covered with snow and cold, the lake was still not frozen, and the fog rose to make it feel like a sea of clouds. Even with the sight of the two of them, they could only see the faint light of the Mopti tent.

"Rubbish!" one of them whispered disdainfully. Three bells rang today, and none of the undead creatures in the valley survived, all of them turned into bone meal, making all of Mopti's day's efforts come to naught. It also made Count Olovocandi have to make up his mind to absorb the source blood in order to defeat the enemy in one fell swoop tomorrow. And in this battle, Moputi, who received a lot of money from the Olovocandi family, shrank back, and was reluctant to use ant colonies to attack on a large scale, and stopped moving forward after a slight setback, which forced Count Olovocandi to choose to absorb the source blood, how could they have a good impression.

"Say less. The other glanced at him and said, "Be on guard." There are cultivators on the other side, and the Earl is not to be disturbed now. ”

If they still guessed before, now they can be sure that there are cultivators in the camp of the one-horned thunder python, and that spell can never be made by the one-horned thunder python and the one-horned thunder python. When will a thunder-attribute one-horned thunder python and a fire-attribute jiji be able to purify undead creatures? And this spell, Count Olovocandi has never heard of. How could they not pay attention to this. Therefore, Count Olovocandi also gave up night fighting.

Lin Bin keenly noticed that there was obvious wetness in the wind ahead, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised in his heart, but he soon realized that there might be something like a hot spring ahead, after all, there were fire veins underground here, and it was normal to produce hot springs.

Lin Bin was happy in his heart, in such a cold and snowy place, a hot spring is undoubtedly a gift from God for those who camp outside, and if it were him, he would definitely choose to camp near this area. Thinking of this, Lin Bin became more and more cautious, for fear that he would accidentally alarm the other party.

Lin Bin released his divine sense and moved forward slowly, and soon he found that about two hundred steps in front of him, there was a faint point of light, and Lin Bin couldn't help but be overjoyed.

Continuing forward, he could feel that the warm and humid airflow in the wind was more obvious, and the light point was getting brighter and brighter, and it could be judged that it should be a light, and Lin Bin knew that he had found the right place.

Suddenly, he stood still, and walked forward slowly, and the heads of two giant ants suddenly appeared under the thick snow ten paces ahead......