By noon on the third day, the sky was gradually drifting with snowflakes.

Mo Han was alone, walking alone in the white woods.

A narrow pass appeared ahead, about five or six zhang wide, with peaks on both sides.

This wasn't the only path to the Blood Poison Hive, but it was a must for Mo Hansheng, as there was only one route on the rudimentary map in his hand.

He has no other route to the Blood Poison Bee's nest, and without a detailed map, he will not only encounter unpredictable dangers if he rushes around, but also risks getting lost in the canyon.

Mo Hansheng stopped in front of the pass, if he had a choice, he didn't want to pass from now on, because there was already a faint sound of fighting in front of him.

But he had no other choice, he had been delayed for too long in the previous two battles, and time was pressing, and he had to hurry to the agreed place to meet the others as soon as possible.

I don't know who chose to fight in this narrow passage, and I don't know how long it will be stalemate, and he doesn't have time to waste here.

Mo Hansheng thought for a moment, brushed the talisman on his chest with his palm, and a white spirit talisman appeared between his fingers.

Anonyms.

Being able to hide one's body for a certain period of time is just an ordinary trick, but it is more than enough to deal with monks below the foundation realm.

Mo Hansheng pinched the magic technique, and the true qi was slowly injected into it from between his fingers, and after a while, the spirit rune burned itself without fire, and a trace of light smoke came out.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Hansheng's body gradually became void from head to toe, until he finally completely disappeared between heaven and earth, revealing the scene behind him.

He leaned against the mountain wall, raised his feet and walked slowly towards the passage, and when he got closer, he heard an angry shout: "Shameless rats, get out of here!" ”

Mo Hansheng was slightly stunned, could it be that he was discovered?

In addition, isn't this voice the same Senior Brother He who commanded everyone to besiege the one-eyed man at the gorge pass?

As he was thinking like this, there was a sudden sound of fierce wind not far away, and a crescent-shaped cyan wind blade was inexplicably attacking him.

Mo Hansheng turned around to avoid the attack, only to hear a bang, and the wind blade slammed into the stone wall on his side, cutting a slender crack in the stone wall.

The gravel splashed, startling Mo Hansheng for a while, narrowly avoiding it.

Although this invisible talisman has a miraculous effect on the monks of the Qi Refining Realm, if it is touched by an external force, it will immediately appear.

And Senior Brother He's wind blade was not deliberately aimed at Mo Hansheng, just in that short moment, he released a total of more than ten wind blades, scattering in all directions.

In this way, it is clear that it is impossible to confirm the exact location of the enemy, and the indiscriminate attack method used, combined with his previous angry shout, is the person who fights with him......

Mo Hansheng looked intently, and sure enough, he found the figure of Senior Brother He, only to see that he was holding the blue and shining fan-shaped magic weapon in front of him, and the whole person put on a very vigilant posture.

Not far from Senior Brother He's right hand, the hunchbacked old man who was inseparable from him was half-squatting, pressing one hand on the snow, his eyes moving rapidly in his sockets.

Mo Hansheng's gaze swept the audience, but he didn't find the person who made him the most vigilant.

However, with the man's methods, coupled with the miasma and snowflakes in this place, it was not difficult to hide his tracks.

Mo Hansheng glanced at it slightly, and secretly noted down the location of everyone.

He only planned to pass this pass quietly, and did not have the slightest intention of participating in this grudge.

It's just that although the invisible talisman can hide the tracks, it can't hide the sound, and the ground is soft and snowy, and it is easy for people to walk on the snow to cause movement and leave footprints.

Therefore, he can only freeze the snow under his feet in advance and let his feet fall as lightly as possible, so as not to alarm others.

Even so, it is inevitable that there will still be a trace of traces on the snow, but fortunately there is a cover of fog and wind and snow, so that the whereabouts will not be easily seen.

As a result, his travel speed is bound to become extremely slow, and this passage of a few feet is really more difficult to walk than the steel rope between the thousands of peaks.

Mo Hansheng was manipulating the true qi to condense the snow layer under his feet, while tiptoeing forward, and at the same time, his eyes had to pay attention to the movements of Senior Brother He and his gang to avoid being inexplicably injured, he was really walking on thin ice, and he couldn't help but slow down his breathing a lot for a while.

Just as he gradually moved away from the two of them and was about to walk towards the exit, a violent air flow suddenly burst out of Senior Brother He, who was in the center.

He threw his hands away, and the big cyan fan fluttered in front of him, bursting out with a dazzling glow.

Senior Brother He pinched the magic formula with both hands, and there were words in his mouth, and after a while, there were more than four white tornadoes around him.

The tornado writhed back and forth on the ground, seemingly tyrannical but faintly centered on Senior Brother He and surrounded him in the center.

The light shone brightly, the green fan suddenly fell, Senior Brother He grabbed the long handle, and the true qi was lucky, and he danced wildly with the fan.

In an instant, the four tyrannical white tornadoes swept towards the surroundings with Senior Brother He as the center.

Mo Hansheng's eyes froze, and he cursed in his heart, because one of the tornadoes was coming towards him impartially at this time.

Knowing that he could no longer hide, he pulled his legs and ran wildly forward, intending to force his way through the level before the two of them could react.

There was a crisp sound of snow breaking in the air, and although it was mostly drowned out by the raging wind, it was still caught by the hunchbacked old man.

Mo Hansheng flew forward, barely escaping from the attack range of the dragon scroll, but the hem of the clothes that fell behind him was still affected by the residual energy.

After the clear tearing sound, a rag floated up, and Mo Hansheng's shadow also appeared in the fog at this time.

The hunchbacked old man sneered, and the palm of his hand pressed on the snow emitted bursts of red light, and a violent fluctuation also went straight to the target along the snow layer under his palm.

Hearing only a shocking explosion, a crack suddenly exploded in the snow in front of Mo Hansheng, and a blazing fire burst out of it, rushing straight to the door.

Mo Hansheng's eyes froze, his fingers moved slightly, and a piece of crystal thin ice quickly condensed in front of him.

The fire blasted the thin ice to pieces, and Mo Hansheng's sleeve flicked away the scattered broken ice, and at the same time, his body was forced back.

He turned to look at the two men, and their grim faces were reflected in their eyes.

The hunchbacked old man sighed lightly, a little surprised why Mo Hansheng appeared here.

Senior Brother He was slightly surprised but suddenly alerted, he was about to make a move with the green fan in his hand, but suddenly felt that his body and the magic weapon had lost contact inexplicably.

His pupils shrank suddenly, and he saw that the hand holding the green fan suddenly separated from his body, and his entire arm fell along with the magic weapon.

Just when Senior Brother He's severed hand was about to hit the ground, he saw another black sleeve appear out of thin air on the side of the green fan.

The owner of the sleeve grabbed the severed hand in his hand, and his body also appeared behind Senior Brother He.

The man didn't stop, and his right hand, which was holding a pure black scimitar, circled in front of Senior Brother He at the same time, and then went backwards.

Although Senior Brother He was furious when he cut off one of his arms, he had already reacted, how could it be possible for that person to succeed one after another?

But he saw that his dantian was really angry, condensing a layer of cyan Gang Qi around his body, and at the same time, a dazzling and dazzling protective golden light appeared outside the Gang Qi.

At this juncture, Senior Brother He also took all the means to save his life, without a trace of hesitation.

But the inconspicuous crescent tip on the pure black scimitar easily shattered the golden light of the body.

The tip of the knife was violent, and that layer of cyan qi could not stop it, and it collapsed in an instant.

The raging sword qi cut through the clothes on Senior Brother He's chest, but what appeared inside was not flesh and skin, but a layer of silky golden soft armor.

But when he heard a ding, the black scimitar collided with the golden silk soft armor and produced a sizzling sound, sparks flew everywhere, and they were frozen together for a while, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser.

I don't know where this soft armor came from, and I don't know if it was made of materials, but since it can be worn by Senior Brother He, it is naturally extraordinary to use it as the last life-saving thing.

Just when everyone couldn't help but have this kind of thought, they saw a sudden change!