Countless peaks in the Northwest Mountains. It is like smiling like sleep, with a purple twilight, lying quietly on the west side of the undulating green spring field: if you call it, it seems that these distant mountains can slowly walk up to you.

As far as the eye can see, the rolling hills are one after the other, tall, pointed, horizontal, and vertical. They come in a variety of forms, some resemble camels, some resemble monkeys, some resemble long snakes, and some resemble galloping wild horses.

They seem to have been standing here since ancient times, quietly watching, watching......

A figure flashed quickly, and he was running freely between the mountains, his feet barely touching the ground, and he seemed to have no weight. It was just as if the mountain wind that walked through the mountains and forests like an elf carried him away.

His ears twitched from time to time, and his eyes shone brightly, and everything in front of him, even the smallest speck of dust, could not escape his gaze.

Finally, He Yiming stopped, and his gaze fell on the sparse grass and trees.

Looking at the fresh traces on the ground, He Yiming knew that he had successfully caught up with these people from the Totem Clan.

This time, there were more than 100 people who came out of the totem clan, although only those totem messengers and ambassadors who had reached the innate realm really shot on the Hengshan Mountain. But there are nearly ten times as many ordinary totem people who serve these high-ranking people along the way.

It was precisely because of so many people that all He Yiming was able to successfully track them down in just a few days. If there were only a few totem ambassadors and totem messengers, I am afraid that they would have returned to the mountains long ago and would never be found again.

Looking far away in the forest, he was obscured by the jungle, so naturally he couldn't see anything, but when He Yiming closed his eyes and quietly listened to the sound in the wind, a clear image appeared in his heart.

Two or three miles away, is where the totem clan camps today.

Although they live in the mountains, the living conditions of the totem messengers are not inferior to those of the strong people outside the mountains. The sun had not yet set up, and someone had already carved out a little clearing space for them, and the tent had been set up.

Perhaps because they lived deep in the mountains, these people did not cut down trees to make land, but built tents between trees. The whole tent is cleverly constructed, evenly distributed in a circle. And there were only twelve tents. It was clearly for the twelve messengers. As for the rest of the ordinary totemic people, they are only qualified to sleep in the wilderness.

He Yiming inhaled the fresh air in the jungle deeply, and the blood in his body had completely calmed down.

Then, he took out the silver necklace and poured a wisp of true qi into it, and a moment later, the space world appeared in front of him.

He Yiming stretched out his hand, put the Daguan knife on his body into the space world, and then took out a long sword and a pair of shoes from it.

This was the loot he had obtained after killing Sima Yin, and he had never used it in order to keep the secret of the silver necklace. But this time, it's the best chance to use it.

First of all, he changed his shoes, He Yiming tried to infuse a wisp of true qi into it, and then with a slight jump, his body suddenly turned into an afterimage, and he rushed forward at an incredible speed.

Although this speed is still not as good as the instantaneous leap between two points and one line, it is already very terrifying and terrifying.

A flash of joy flashed in He Yiming's eyes, and he quietly felt the changes brought about by the treasure shoes under his feet, but for a moment, he was already roughly aware of it.

Although I don't know what these shoes are made of, when He Yiming instilled different true qi into them. The effect is completely different.

Among the five elements, only when using the water system exercises, can you feel as light as a swallow and run like a tiger with wings. And when using the earth-based exercises, instead of the slightest help, these shoes have a feeling of pulling downward, and the more true qi is infused, the more powerful this feeling becomes, as if there is suddenly an object weighing a thousand gold under their feet, dragging the person down alive.

In addition, when the true qi of the three systems of metal, wood, and fire was instilled, there was basically no reaction. Obviously, this pair of shoes can only be used by the innate powerhouses of the water or earth type.

However, it is estimated that no innate powerhouse of the earth system will put on these shoes and ask for hardship.

Jumping lightly, He Yiming's mind turned, and the true qi of the wind system was instilled in it.

The next moment, his face suddenly changed.

The moment the Wind True Qi appeared, the shoes immediately turned into a bottomless pit, and the speed at which the True Qi was devoured, even He Yiming, who had already condensed the Wind Flower, felt a chill in his heart.

At this moment, the shoes gave him the feeling as if they had become another silver necklace. If it weren't for the fact that he had successfully condensed the Wind Flower, it would have been a huge burden to keep the shoes consumed.

The only thing that made him glad was that this pair of shoes would only have such a change when it was instilled with the true qi of the wind system, if it was to use the true qi of other systems, then even He Yiming wanted to infuse it at this terrifying speed. It can't be done.

However, when the huge wind system instilled into these shoes, He Yiming's eyes showed an uncontrollable surprise.

His body had already floated off the ground, although it was only a few centimeters, but this was already a huge unimaginable impact on him.

It is not difficult for a congenital strong person to achieve a short distance without touching the ground in high-speed running, and almost any strong person of this level can easily do it.

However, if you want to stand still and float in the air by relying solely on your own true qi, that is a legend.

At least, as far as He Yiming knows, in this world, no one can do this at all.

The body shook slightly, and the body suspended in mid-air was obviously not used to the current movements. But he only paused for a moment, and he had already mastered the trick of keeping his body in absolute balance.

Glancing at the shoes under his feet, He Yiming took a deep breath, he resisted the urge to look up to the sky and roar, and slowly calmed down the shock in his heart.

He was already sure that the shoes must have a great history. Far from being comparable to ordinary Noble Phantasms.

The true qi in his body was constantly circulating, and the three systems of water, earth, and wind were instilled into the treasure shoes in turn, He Yiming kept trying, and adapted to the changes brought to him by these shoes at an unimaginable speed.

For a whole hour, He Yiming seemed to have forgotten the totem people who were miles away, and he was completely addicted to the various methods of using the treasure shoes.

After half a ring, He Yiming finally stopped, and he let out a long sigh.

The reason why he changed his clothes and hid the Daguan knife was because he didn't want to startle the snake. But he didn't expect that when he used Sima Yin's equipment. It even brought him this unexpected joy. It seems that the idea of disposing of the shoes and swords at will should also be corrected.

After all, this pair of shoes fell into the hands of an innate powerhouse who was proficient in the ability of the wind system, and the role that they could play was definitely not smaller than that of a silver ring. And with the help of these shoes, the success rate of his revenge is naturally a little greater.

The long sword in his hand shook, and a bright sword flower danced.

Although He Yiming's handy weapon is not a long sword, but when his martial arts skills were low, he has played swordsmanship for several years, although they are all basic skills, but in the hands of an innate powerhouse like him, even the simplest direct stab is enough to cause huge damage.

All kinds of true qi were also instilled into this long sword in turn, and slowly, He Yiming also figured out a little trick.

Within the treasure, there seems to be a good and bad one.

The arm guard treasure that Lu Xinwen handed over to his apprentice in the past was undoubtedly the worst one. And now the shoes under He Yiming's feet and the long sword in his hand must be several grades higher.

This long sword is narrow and thin, and the head of the sword is not a blade, but a fork like a snake core, forming a unique and terrifying fork.

Looking at this fork, He Yiming's heart was cold.

The injuries of a person who is stabbed by this sword will definitely be much more serious than that of a person who is stabbed by an ordinary long sword.

This is a "death" sword that is specially designed to kill, and it is a one-hit kill.

The true qi of all the systems that He Yiming has mastered can be instilled into the long sword, but the effect is different, as for how to exert the most powerful power, it can only be revealed in actual combat.

The long sword in his hand swung a few times, and it danced with a dazzling light. However, when his true qi was transferred to the water system, a touch of black suddenly appeared on the sword's body. When he danced again, the blackness was already hidden in the dark jungle night, and there was no sign of it anymore.

He Yiming sighed secretly in his heart, when Sima Yin attacked him in the past, it was under the blue sky and white sun, if it was at night, then this sword would be a little more dangerous.

The test of the sword and shoes is complete. At this time, the moon was already in the sky overhead.

The soft white moonlight drew a clear outline of the jungle in the mountains, and the shadows of countless trees lay horizontally on the slopes, like the shadows of giants.

The voice of the wind told him that the ambassadors and messengers had gone to sleep. However, one-third of the ordinary totem people who kept vigil around were responsible for guarding the surroundings. No hint of anything can be hidden from them.

However, He Yiming smiled coldly, he was holding a sword and wearing shoes, and he had already disappeared into the endless jungle in an instant.

He was like a ghost in the night, floating silently ahead.

This time, he didn't even make a sound. At the same time, at his feet, it is also a real floating in the air.

The ability of these shoes is indeed incomparable, when the huge wind system true qi is instilled into, not only can people fly in the air, but also can all the huge true qi be confined to it, without leaking a single bit.

For He Yiming, as long as he grasps the sense of balance in the air and then reins in all his breath, there will definitely be no possibility of leakage.

At this point, he finally understood how Sima Yin had evaded his tailwind and ear miracles before.

Of course, there are many drawbacks to this extremely stealthy flying in the sky. In particular, at the height of the float, it can only be maintained at about half a meter at most, which is far from satisfying. However, when used in jungle tracking without leaving a trace, this effect is unique.

Soon, He Yiming had already arrived in front of the camp.

He wasn't targeting the powerful Totem Ambassadors and Totem Emissaries in the tent. His target tonight was the ordinary totem people who were on guard on the perimeter.

The moment he confirmed Shui Xuanjin's death, he had already decided that all the totem people who came to Hengshan this time would be martyred for the old man.

It was the first time he had such violent emotions and decisions, and he had never regretted his decision, even though he knew that there would be innocent people among them.

Controlling his body suspended several centimeters above the ground, He Yiming quietly came to the side of a small tree.

Next to this small tree, there are three totem people, their eyes are bright, although it is in the middle of the night, but their spirits are still highly concentrated, like falcons from time to time to patrol around.

Just from the sound of their breathing, He Yiming knew that their internal strength cultivation had reached the realm of the eighth to ninth layers of internal strength.

This was true not only of the three of them, but also of the rest of the totem tribes who followed.

Nearly 100 people have the acquired powerhouses of the eighth and ninth layers of internal strength, even in the Hengshan lineage, they are also a force to be reckoned with.

But it is precisely because they all have such a strong strength that they are all likely to become totem messengers in the future, so they will make He Yiming feel murderous.

Like a ghost, it suddenly appeared in front of the three of them.

The black light swept like a poisonous snake, and the three of them didn't even have a reaction before they were pierced into their bodies by He Yiming's long sword, and the powerful water system true qi conceived on the long sword instantly shattered their internal organs into pieces.

The bodies of the three fell softly, but under He Yiming's control, although they died, they did not really fall, but leaned diagonally against the trunk of the tree beside them. From a distance, there is not the slightest abnormality.

Again, from beginning to end, no sound was made.

Then, He Yiming's body slowly floated backwards, leaving no trace on the tree or on the ground.

There were a total of thirty totem people who were in charge of guarding the surrounding area, and they were stationed in groups of three in different places.

He Yiming cautiously turned half a circle, and killed five of them in a row in silence. However, when the fifth group succeeded, a sense of danger welled up in his heart.

He Yiming has always believed in his feelings. He immediately gave up on his plan to continue the assassination and left lightly, ghostly.

The treasure shoes under his feet really had incredible functions, and with the ability to grasp a trace of natural wind that he barely mastered, he left several miles away without alarming anyone.

When he got there, He Yiming's ears fluttered, and he listened to the voices from and afar, taking in the changes in his ears after he left.

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Just after He Yiming gave up the assassination and left decisively.

The ground in that place suddenly moved, and then a figure leaped up from the ground.

This is an old man who is only the size of an ordinary child, and on his body, there is a strange strange snake. And he was able to walk freely underground, also relying on the special ability of this strange snake.

His eyes were as cold as a viper.

However, when his gaze fell on the three totem tribesmen who were already dead but still leaning on the tree, the look in his eyes suddenly fluctuated strangely.

A sound like the neighing of a poisonous snake burst out of his mouth, and although it was not loud, the whole tent seemed to be set on fire, and immediately became lively.

A few figures flashed, and all the totemic messengers appeared beside the snake ru.

As soon as their eyes turned, they immediately understood what was happening here, and their faces suddenly became extremely ugly.

Sogo's eyes flashed with rage, and he raised his head and let out a long howl. Both the totems who were still in the tent and the totems who were in charge of guarding them rushed here as fast as they could as if they had received orders.

"Search ......" Sogo's voice seemed to burst out from between his teeth.

Everyone immediately dispersed, and after only a few breaths, exclamations rang out from different places.

Every time an exclamation sounded, the faces of these totemic messengers became more and more ugly. A moment later, all the fifteen corpses that had died had converged in front of them.

Including Sogo and Serpent, everyone was furious in their hearts, but in the midst of the anger, there was also a cold air that penetrated their hearts and lungs.

Their eyes were sharp, and they could naturally see that these people had been killed tonight.

Being able to kill fifteen clansmen of the eighth and ninth layers of the Heavenly Strength Ascendant, they can all do it easily. But inside these tribesmen is the tent where their totemic messengers and ambassadors live.

I want to be by their side and kill fifteen people in a row silently......

If this matter spreads, the face of these envoys and ambassadors will really be lost.

"Brother Snake, how did you find out?" said Sogo, taking a deep breath, his heart frightened and terrified, what if the attacker was targeting him!

The snake shook his head slightly, and said, "I didn't find the abnormality. ”

Everyone was stunned, and the first to warn was obviously a snake Confucian.

Under their gaze, the snake patted the strange snake wrapped around his body and said, "It's the Stone King, it smells death." ”

Only then did everyone suddenly realize that the snake clan originally represented the death clan, and it was not surprising that they could feel the arrival of death.