The thick fog attached to the trunk of the tree is the evil spirit.

It had been following Lin Heng for half a day.

"Warrior...... So full of pure spirit"

The evil wriggled more violently on the trunk of the tree, outlining the face more clearly.

It is made up of the seven spirits of a warrior, and although it is no longer human, there are still human thoughts, and the wisdom is not high, and it can still be roughly judged.

The eyes outlined by the thick mist cannot see normally, but it can feel the spirit of living beings, which is what it instinctively needs, and it can be called food.

Before, when Lin Heng hadn't even approached it, it had already discovered Lin Heng.

It was so full of energy that it almost pounced on it immediately, and at the same time made it feel a little frightened, so it didn't move.

Tailgating, hesitating, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

"Can't let him go, can't"

Half a day of tailgating has made the evil spirit lose patience, and it is even more afraid that the food will be snatched away, and it will not wait for the evening.

The mist drifted to another tree trunk and flew up against the surface.

The speed is so fast that it is impossible to distinguish the outline of the fog.

Swish!

Quietly, he had already approached Lin Heng's 100-step range.

Lin Heng, who was unaware, was holding a long stick to search quickly, when he suddenly felt a slight tremor in the rucksack.

It's a treasure tray.

Because similar situations had happened twice before, Lin Heng instantly made a distinction.

About to go deeper than 100 miles, his heartstrings remained tight, and the tremor of the treasure hunting disk startled him, this situation showed that there was an abnormality in the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi within a hundred steps, it may be that there are medicinal rhizomes that absorb the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi nearby, it may be the influence of rare treasure ores on the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, and it may be that danger is approaching.

Whatever the possibility, in the mountains, the first thing to do after an abnormality is to confirm whether you are in danger.

The long stick clenched suddenly, and he quickly turned his gaze to look around.

When he saw the black and cyan shadow rushing towards the ground, his eyes froze.

Evil Spirit!?

With the trial task in mind, Lin Heng could think of nothing else in an instant except for evil spirits.

The evil ghost has no flesh and blood, the form is very special, it is said that the seven spirits are not the seven spirits, it can absorb the vitality of heaven and earth, it flew at this extreme speed, although it did not bring out much wind, but it caused the heaven and earth vitality in the air to flutter strangely, when the distance is far away, the treasure hunting disk may not be able to distinguish, the distance is close, it will react.

Lin Heng's heart tightened, how dare he delay and take a closer look, the true yuan was pouring into the long stick.

In this regard, the martial arts cultivator reverence heaven Xing stick was cast.

The evil spirit is extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it is close to the front, and without saying anything, it pounces directly.

The long stick was as fast as the wind, and several sticks hit the evil spirit one after another.

I saw that its dense mist-like form was shattered into several pieces.

However, the evil spirit only slowed down a little and continued to pounce on Lin Heng.

The evil spirit has no flesh and blood, and it is slashed by ordinary swords, and it is not damaged at all, and no matter how strong its pure strength is, it still can't hurt it.

It has to be done with meaning.

The meaning is strong enough to kill it, otherwise it will have to be attacked repeatedly, so that its injuries can not be endured, and finally dissipate.

Lin Heng naturally knew this, but the other party came suddenly, and he was a little caught off guard.

He had been pounced on by the evil spirit.

"A pile of filth"

The fishy smell was tangy, and he scolded angrily in his heart, violently agitating the true yuan in the meridians.

Call!

The true yuan aura spread vigorously, and the clothes on his body were blown and bulging, almost shattering.

True Yuan Aura alone doesn't have much power, but it conveys the meaning of Innate Yuan Liquid.

For Lin Heng, it can release the power of the dragon and tiger for a while.

On time, like a mist meeting a hurricane, the evil spirit was repelled in the body, blowing away into the distance and not approaching.

Lin Heng kept going, and Wu Shuluo Jingtian Xing Stick changed, and he exerted thunder.

The long stick rolled like thunder and lightning.

It seems slow, but it actually spreads, stirring the evil spirit into the range of the long stick's attack.

No matter how fast the evil spirit moves, the long stick will always intercept it, as if the evil spirit has collided with it on its own.

Under the agitation of the long sticks, the thick fog broke through, and there were bursts of mournful screams.

"Not dead yet?"

Lin Heng felt a little frightened in his heart.

The evil spirit has been dispersed by it several times, and it can still gather.

I also know that the evil spirit is extraordinary, it can't be killed by strength, it can only be consumed by relying on the meaning, and it can already devour the spirit of the beast, which is stronger than when it scourges the villagers, and the means are more than that, it will fall into such a situation, just because it acts rashly.

Sure enough, the evil ghost screamed so violently that it shrank into a wisp, trying to escape.

"Run?"

Seeing its movements, Lin Heng was shocked, the evil form was too strange to be completely blocked with a long stick.

The long stick shook, and the true element inside it was gathered and shattered.

Boom!

It's like a human-level weapon with a long stick shattered.

Dao Dao Qi burst out, and it crushed the evil spirit.

"Ahh......hh

A terrible scream was heard in the thick fog that broke through.

The evil spirit did not die there, and was bent on escaping, without hesitation, and the thick fog gathered and flashed away.

"It's still so fast!"

Lin Heng was a little dumbfounded, he scattered it no less than five times, he must have been injured, and his speed was still extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he was more than a dozen steps away.

If he escapes, with his current speed, he will not be able to catch up with him with two long legs.

Once they are allowed to escape, it will be too difficult to find them again.

To put it bluntly, whether or not you can find this evil ghost, the initiative is not him, it is the evil ghost.

Otherwise, any seven-fold city defense soldier would be willing to spend months going into the mountains to find it for the sake of soul crystals.

A martial artist at the peak of the sixfold may be able to protect himself in the face of the evil spirit that has become stronger again, but it is not easy to kill it.

"Can you have my arrows fast?"

Lin Heng stuck the long stick on the rucksack with his backhand, grabbed it in the air casually, and the Flying Feather Divine Bow was formed.

In the cultivation of "Painting a Bow to Invite the Sky and the Moon", it is necessary to pay great attention to the speed of "drawing a bow".

Because sometimes there is time to fight, how can there be time to slowly condense the bow.

Pull the bowstring and the ordinary arrows condense.

Shout!

Purple flashed.

The evil spirit in the state of thick mist is like a paste of paper, and the huge force of the arrow is pierced into a hole the size of a fist.

This arrow is condensed with true yuan, and blessed with the power of the dragon and tiger, it can naturally hurt the evil spirit.

The fist-sized hole in the fog could not be closed quickly for a while

Boom!

A rock in the distance cracked open, and it was shot by an arrow.

Hearing this loud noise, Lin Heng's heart trembled, this place has been hundreds of miles deep into the mountain range, there will be fierce beasts, such a loud noise may cause trouble.

But you can't let the evil spirit escape.

You can only try to avoid it.

Shout!

Fired the bow and arrow again, and the purple light pierced through the evil spirit from below and above, and then shot through many tree trunks, and disappeared into a rock wall.

Large swaths of weathered rock on the rock wall fell off with a clatter.

Lin Heng was trying to avoid making too loud noises, but there were mountains and trees all around, and it was not easy for him to let the arrows shoot into the air after shooting the evil ghost, and with a slight delay, the evil ghost would flee farther and farther, out of his sight, and even rise into the air, how could he shoot and find it again.

Due to its peculiar form, the Wraith can fly at high altitudes for short periods of time.

Can't give it a chance.

Even if you can't kill it with arrows, you have to hurt it so badly that you can't escape.

Otherwise, he can go home.

Lin Heng understands this and must release arrows frequently.

Woohoo!

The evil spirit fled farther and farther away, and the slower and slower it fled, and the black and blue fog became thin and light.

In the end, it was lost again.

In this regard, Lin Heng was not worried, the evil spirit was already seriously injured and could not escape.

Keep your eyes fixed on the front and rush with your bow.

The evil spirit is hiding nearby.

Be alert to your surroundings and don't miss a search around any corner.

On the trees dozens of steps away from Lin Heng, the evil ghost seeped into most of the trunk.

"How long do I think you can hide?"

Lin Heng had a hint of urgency in his heart.

Kill it, a thousand points of trial contribution to the hand, if you are not careful to let it escape, it is worse than not encountering it at all.

Search carefully, monitor the entire range, and leave no one behind.

Airplanes!

There was a sudden sound of breaking the air behind him.

A tree a few paces away from him, as if it had become a spirit, took its thick branches as arms and jerked them violently.

Lin Heng knew that the evil spirit was nearby, but he was still caught off guard.

When the arrow branch pierced, the whole person was pumped out.

It seems that the ordinary branches are extremely tenacious and have not been broken by this blow.

The other branches came at the same time, like a storm.

Puffy puffy!

Spread the Flying Feather God Fierce Bow, and took out the long stick to unleash the Martial Shura Worship Heaven Xing Stick.

Lin Heng knew that the evil ghost was going to break the net with him.

Unfortunately, it has been seriously injured.

Lin Heng's long stick slammed into attack, and in an instant, he gained the upper hand, and the branches and trunks were shattered and flying.

The sound of a strong cross-fight was heard far away......

......

"That's right, it's in that direction," Wan Jinchang's brows furrowed.

Wan Linghao's expression was a little excited, "The fierce beast battle will not be like this, most of them are fierce beasts and martial artists, and even evil ghosts, they are finally going to find you"

For more than a month, the two of them searched at a distance, swept over a large area, and found traces that may have been left by the evil ghost, but never saw the shadow of the evil ghost, for this reason, he felt more and more that it was a waste of time, in the martial arts, with the help of the spiritual sound room, he could still detect the slow progress of cultivation, and in the past month, the cultivation can be called stagnant, if you can't find the evil ghost, what is the use of only finding some medicines, he is not short of money.

Just now, the two of them faintly heard a sound.

Whether it was a battle between brute beasts and fierce beasts, or a warrior involved, they all had to take a look.

But the distance is too far away and there is an echo, and they can't tell the way.

I hurried for a long time, but still did not find the place where the battle would take place.

Now, it's finally confirmed.

"No matter what it is, it never hurts to go and see, quickly" Wan Jinchang took the lead in galloping away with a gun.

"I'll see who you are," Wan Linghao hurriedly followed.

The speed of the two was very fast, and not long after the sound died down, they saw the battle in the distance.

It was at the bottom of the mountain, and a tree that had grown for at least a few decades had been beaten to debris.

A young man in his twenties, wielding a long stick, was stuffing something he had found from the debris into his backpack, his eyes not letting go of his guard.

"Lin Heng, if it's really him" Wan Linghao stared at the young man's figure carefully and recognized it.