By the time Hu Menglin teleported back to the frozen lake on the edge of the Snowy Forest, it was already getting dark!

Dong Yu Wuzheng was directing everyone to rest, and when he saw Hu Menglin coming back, he hurriedly reported the situation.

In view of the injuries suffered by the Porcupine Shooter in the battle at the Ice Lake, Dong Yu Wujiao optimized the combination of combatants: two cave men, one archer, two eagle men or eagle people, ten goblins, two lower riba people, two elephant people or minotaurs, and wild boar people, a group of almost twenty people.

Seeing that there was still an hour or two left before it was dark, Hu Menglin decided to scout the movements of the Phantom Demon Clan in the Canda Snow Forest.

The outer side of the dense forest, flat as new, is nothing special at all. But the careful Hu Menglin soon found a large number of grass marks pressed by humans and beasts. These marks passed along the edge of the stone, almost uprooting the grass that was not high on the ground. If you don't look closely, you can't find it at all.

The traces begin at a small river and enter the depths of the Jardasnow forest and disappear at the entrance to a narrow valley at a very short distance.

It seems that these people have gone upriver from the small river, and they have only come ashore here, and they are really fox-like opponents! Hu Menglin was secretly frightened, and even more careful, and waded through the small river that did not reach his knees.

The eagle and the eagle man in the sky were contacted, and sure enough, in the valley, there were signs of fireworks.

It seems that this group of people is obviously more elite and disciplined than the demonized orcs led by Polis Rain.

Hu Menglin suspected that the plan to go pearl diving in the Ice Clam Clan was itself a hoax, and wanted to mobilize the defenders of Wild Sand City, and if the defenders did not move, they would intercept the convoy or reinforcements. Unexpectedly, Hu Menglin's sudden intervention disrupted the steps.

After getting off the cow, horse and beast, let it stay there quietly, Hu Menglin quietly lurked in the past, and the powerful spiritual power extended in the forest, and everything quietly appeared in his mind.

The valley is obscured by a green rock wall, and it is impossible to see it in the distance.

Several swimming snow werewolves patrol the valley mouth.

In a hole under the rock wall, a goblin was lying there, quietly staring at a few snow werewolves.

What the fuck, it's a light and dark whistle, it's still daytime!

Hu Menglin's body moved slightly, and he easily dodged a few light and dark sentinels and quietly entered the valley.

It is a pot-bellied bottle-shaped valley surrounded by dense cedars, and in the valley, a small Xiaoice lake sits there, and the water flows gently outward, which is clearly where the water of the stream comes from.

Surrounded by dense animal skin tents, judging by the number, it should be less than four thousand people. Judging from the people who came out and entered, almost 3,000 people were demonized werewolves and a small number of relatively strong goblins, and less than 500 snow werewolves.

There are some monsters and weirdos that occasionally appear and walk into the tent, it is estimated that these are real illusion demons, and in a large tent in the middle, there are occasionally some different mental fluctuations. There are at least three psychic demons living here!

After estimating the number, Hu Menglin felt that his thinking was a little simple, these demonized demons standing neatly outside the tent were not much different from the people in his own clan, but their mental outlook was too strong, and they were almost all well-trained warriors.

As for the snow werewolf, it was no different from the one he had just annihilated. As for the Woolly Pig Man, there are no more than 200 people in total, so I don't see anything special.

Hu Menglin also discovered that these orcs each had a bronze weapon, and they would never have any wooden sticks or bone weapons, which were much better than the five thousand people they had annihilated just now. It's really hard to replicate the luck just now, and if it weren't for the result, no one would believe it.

Thinking about how to deal with these 4,000 people, Hu Menglin had no idea for a long time. He was already very close, not far from the tent on the edge, and Hu Menglin could see the wrinkles on the face of an old man of the Su tribe nearby.

The eyes of this old man of the Demon Demon Clan were a little dull, but the thick bronze stick in his hand showed that he must be a "spiritual seed" that the Spiritual Demon Clan had raised for a long time like a meal ticket, and he was a guy with good martial arts skills.

Hu Menglin recalled the appearance of the spiritual seed circle left by Polis Rain in his mind, and wondered if he could crack it. This magic circle is not too complicated, compared to the formation taught by the staff spirit in his mind, it is simply pediatric.

However, this is obviously a formation with different purposes, it is really difficult to crack, the same line, so where does it lead from here, and if this other line is broken, what will be the consequences!

As the saying goes, destruction is easier than construction, and soon, Hu Menglin figured out the fragility of this "spiritual seed" formation.

Although each line seems to be densely interconnected, in fact, there are a few different ones: there are obviously not many connected lines, and there is even one, which is obviously connected to the outside, which should be connected to the "spiritual origin" of those demonized orcs that are controlled!

found the key point, but Hu Menglin had no way to test it, could it be said that he would arrest this old man and try it?

This idea sprouted in Hu Menglin's heart like a weed! He returned to the forest, and through the communication flower, he sent back the two eagles and eagles hovering high above his head, and briefly reported the situation to the Qinglin patriarch.

Hu Menglin returned to the outside of the tent, the old man was still sitting in a daze, Hu Menglin looked at him like this, if this old man was left alone, he would do it himself.

A demonic orc, who was obviously a hairy pigman, walked over, "Yamashita Suke, don't sit here! Why have you been sentimental, do you think of something again?" You always talk nonsense, the young lady is not happy, saying that she wants to deal with you!"

He slapped the old man and startled the old man who was in a daze!

"It's nothing, it's just a little uneasy, but I don't think of anything, is Miss going to care about our bodies again?"

"You've only been here for less than a year, right? Miss cares about you very much, and we, if we want to see Miss, it is estimated that we can't have it once a year, you cherish this opportunity of happiness!"

Hu Menglin listened to the conversation between the two and understood that these two must be controlled by a psychic demon, and it seemed that this old man had not been controlled for a long time, and sometimes he still had memories.

It seems that either the spiritual power of the old people is not weak because of their strong martial arts, or the spiritual power of this spiritual demon who controls them is too weak.

As the two spoke, they turned and walked towards the forest on Hu Menglin's side. After a few words with the guard guarding the edge of the tent, the guard watched the two enter the forest.

Hu Menglin hid in the tree, watched the two walk a few hundred meters one after the other, and then stood in one place and began to use the toilet. "Good opportunity!" Hu Menglin immediately jumped forward, and he was already behind the two, and the old man reacted very quickly, did not turn around, and kicked Hu Menglin with his back foot. The pig-man was much slower, and was still in the process of turning.

Hu Menglin hit the back of the head of the hairy pig man with a wooden stick in his hand, and then turned to one side, his hand was already on the neck of the old man who turned his head, and he was about to exert himself, but he found that his wrist was held by the old man with one hand, and Hu Menglin's heel was on the old man's small stomach. The old man suddenly softened, and Hu Menglin pinched his neck with his hand.

Hu Menglin casually pinched the old man's body a few times, unloading his arms and leg joints, and suddenly, Hu Menglin felt that he quickly connected the old man's joints again, and his hand was about to leave the old man's neck.

What's going on? Time is actually receding?

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