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"Who the hell could it be?"

Han Changlin thought about it quickly, although he had some doubts, but he didn't choose to sit still, but turned around and walked towards the dense jungle not far away.

Walking through the half-human-high bushes, Han Changlin chose a somewhat thick tree, squatted down, and carefully observed with the help of the surrounding environment.

At the same time, he used the mana around his body, suppressed his aura with all his might, and tried his best to integrate himself with the surrounding environment, and there was also a small red sword with a finger length in his hand.

With the help of the connection with the gray lark, sure enough, after a while, two men appeared in his field of vision.

"Is that him?"

Han Changlin thought about it, isn't this the stall owner who sells books.

It's just that Han Changlin never thought that he would be targeted by the two of them.

"What about people? Why can't you see any trace all of a sudden? ”

The two of them crossed the stream and came to the bushes, and the Guliza looked left and right with a wary expression.

"Maybe I found you and I followed him."

The blue-robed monk said with some regret.

Then, subconsciously took a step forward.

There was a "click", but it was he who stepped on a wooden stick and broke it.

"Good chance!"

Han Changlin's murderous intent became violent, holding a sword in one hand and pinching the trick in the other.

In an instant, the Red Dragon Sword came out of his hand, instantly pierced through the bushes, and passed through the chest of the blue-robed monk.

"Zhang Lin!"

A sound of anger came from Gu Liza's mouth, and then out of nowhere, he took out a palm-sized cyan stone slab and slammed mana into it.

In an instant, the cyan slate had turned into about half a human height, surrounding Gu Liza's body.

At the same time, Gu Liza had already taken out a bronze short ge from the storage bag and slashed towards Han Changlin's location.

And since Han Changlin chose to take the lead, he naturally would not stand in place.

I saw Han Changlin stretch out his hand and pat the trunk of the tree, and with the help of the power of recoil, his figure had already flashed five steps away from the left, and then made a big move.

The next moment, only a strange cry of anger was heard, and a half-human tall golden-backed mantis appeared out of thin air and pounced towards the Gulizha, a pair of golden sickles, shining in the sunlight, flickering with cold light.

At the same time, just when the bronze short brother smashed a big hole in the place where Han Changlin was staying before, Han Changlin had already thrown out a yellow talisman.

When the talisman flew into the air, it turned into a huge fireball, and its speed also rose suddenly, falling on Zhang Lin, who was hit hard by him and fell to the ground.

The temperature of the fireball was extremely high, and it burned when it met someone, and in an instant, the gray-robed man was already silent.

At this time, Han Changlin also recalled the Red Dragon Sword again.

"Fellow Daoist, is this a misunderstanding?"

At this moment, Gu Liza looked panicked, showed a look of horror, and said eagerly.

I saw the cyan slate in front of him crumbling.

He never imagined that a fat sheep with good manners would be a vicious wolf in sheep's clothing.

Thinking like this, Gu Liza quietly glanced at Zhang Lin, who had turned into a puddle of ashes, his eyelids twitched, and he hurriedly continued:

"Everything on my body can be given to Daoyou, I just ask Daoyou to let Liu take a cheap life."

As he spoke, the man had already removed the storage bag that was tied to his waist.

I thought that the cultivation of the two sides was about the same, and I still fought two against one, and the odds of winning were very great, but I never thought that I would encounter a hard stubble today.

The first-order mid-grade demon beast is equivalent to a monk in the middle stage of qi refining, and it is also a mutated spirit beast, a golden-backed mantis.

On the other side, Han Changlin sneered and was silent, his eyes full of mockery.

The golden-backed mantis also turned into a golden afterimage at this moment, and a pair of sickle-footed slammed into the light mask in front of Gu Liza.

I only heard a "bang", and the slate bounced directly and flew far away.

At the same time, the Red Dragon Sword in Han Changlin's hand also flew out suddenly, directly piercing Gu Liza's eyebrows.

"If I hadn't discovered you in advance, I might have died now."

Looking at Gu Liza, whose eyes were wide-eyed, Han Changlin whispered to himself.

Then he just wanted to take back the Red Dragon Sword, but he saw a ball of cyan light the size of an egg emerging from Gu Liza's body, and then he turned around, and he actually wanted to escape.

"Huh?"

Although Han Changlin was puzzled, he still stretched out his hand and pointed at it, and the red dragon sword slashed directly towards the cyan ball of light.

In an instant, the cyan ball of light was directly cut into several sections by Han Changlin, and finally turned into scattered cyan points of light and dissipated into the void.

You must know that after most Qi Refining Cultivators die, their divine souls will immediately dissipate with the death of their bodies.

However, if the Qi Refining Cultivator's Divine Soul is relatively condensed, it can exist for a short time.

And during this period, if he is lucky enough to find a body with a spiritual root, he will be able to perform the technique of snatching away.

Although the possibility of success of the Qi Refining Cultivator in performing the Technique of Snatching Sacrifice is not high, there is a glimmer of vitality after all.

And the most important thing is that in the life of an immortal cultivator, no matter how high or low the cultivation level is, he can only take it once.

And the person in front of him was able to temporarily exist after the fall of the divine soul, either because his innate divine soul was strong, or he had taken the elixir to increase the divine soul, or he had cultivated some kind of secret technique to increase the divine consciousness.

But none of this matters, the important thing is that Han Changlin survived.

Raise your hand to retract the Red Dragon Sword, release it into the storage bag, and then quickly clean up the battlefield.

In less than half a fragrant time, Han Changlin had already scraped Gu Lizha again, and then a fire also burned his corpse to ashes, as for that Zhang Lin, it had already turned into a pile of ashes, and only one storage bag remained.

After doing everything, Han Changlin didn't dare to stay here for a long time, and once again used the light-weight technique, quickly left this place, and rushed into the dense jungle, and after a while, he couldn't see his trace.

Next, Han Changlin continued to attack in this barren countryside, but fortunately, there was a gray lark overhead to warn, and there were no other enemies along the way.

It wasn't until Han Changlin entered the sphere of influence of the Imperial Spirit Sect that he changed the clothes on his body, and then took out the Qingyuan Sword.

This sword has a single effect, and Han Changlin will not use its fighting method, but it can be used to hurry.

After all, Han Changlin still understands the truth that wealth is not exposed.

This was Han Changlin's first sword flight, and he saw him inject mana into the Qingyuan Sword, and then threw it in front of him, and the Qingyuan Sword quickly grew larger.

Then Han Changlin jumped lightly, jumped up, and drove the Qingyuan Sword towards Changteng Mountain.

The cold wind hit his face, and Han Changlin, who was dozens of feet off the ground, was in high spirits for a while, which made his chaotic mind gradually calm down.