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On this day, Yangu said that it was a valley, but after coming in, it was an endless plain, and Han Changlin could vaguely see that there were mountains standing on the edge of the sky.

These peaks are extremely high, and the upper part of the mountain is completely snow-white, and it seems that it is covered by a thick layer of snow.

Looking into the distance, Han Changlin couldn't help but show a hesitant expression on his face, before he came in, he also ignored one thing, that is, he didn't know anything about the location of the Eight Divine Palaces in the Flame Valley this day.

The main reason was that Han Changlin didn't expect that the area of Yan Valley would be so large on this day, and there was no edge to be seen at all.

It's not so much a secret place as it's a small world.

Han Changlin thought for a moment before he cast his escape technique and flew towards the mountain range in the distance.

The reason why Han Changlin did not fly with the imperial weapon was mainly because he was worried that he would escape and attract the attention of the Jindan monk, Han Changlin believed that with the realm of the Jindan monk, it would not be difficult to think through that illusion.

At the moment, the plain where Han Changlin is located seems to be uninhabited, but who knows if there will be some immortal cultivators who are hiding in the shadows, watching their every move.

The aura emitted by Han Changlin's retreat technique was very inconspicuous, and it was difficult to notice him unless the other party was extremely close to him or released his divine sense to search.

Han Changlin flew away as he emanated his divine sense, paying attention to the movements around him.

Moreover, after flying for more than ten miles, Han Changlin also released several second-order spirit devouring insects, and controlled these spirit devouring insects to fly away from him through his divine sense, always alerting to the surrounding situation.

As long as he found that something was wrong, Han Changlin would not hesitate to use the soul concealment technique and escape.

Suddenly, Han Changlin saw seven or eight thick rays of light flying from afar, and the direction was also in the direction of the Tianbian Mountain Range, and Han Changlin's face couldn't help but show joy.

Originally, he was worried that he didn't know the location of the Yagami Palace, and if he couldn't figure it out, he would be able to wander around in this Tianyan Valley, but now that he saw the light, in his opinion, as long as he hid far behind, he should be able to find the Yagami Palace.

Han Changlin could judge from the size of the seven or eight rays of light that these people were the same as himself, they were in the realm of the late stage of foundation building, and with Han Changlin's divine sense far beyond that of ordinary late stage foundation building monks, secretly following behind, those people would not be able to find out at all.

Han Changlin followed behind a few people, flew for another twenty or thirty miles, and suddenly flew out of the oblique spur a huge fiery red sword light dozens of zhang long, and the sword light swept like a shocking rainbow.

Seeing this scene, the faces of the seven or eight people all changed greatly, and they almost didn't think about it, so they divided into several directions and fled in all directions.

Just by seeing the astonishing fiery red sword light, they knew that it was a Jindan monk who had made a move.

The immortal cultivators in the foundation building period, in the face of the Jindan Ancestor, almost had no power to fight back, and Han Changlin, who watched this scene, was also frightened, and almost unexpectedly unfolded the soul concealment technique.

A black mist poured out of his body, and in the blink of an eye, the black mist dispersed, and Han Changlin's figure had completely lost its trace.

"Senior, as a Jindan period monk, why should you be like us juniors, as long as the seniors are merciful, you are willing to obey the orders of the seniors."

Seeing that those people were very clever and knew how to flee in all directions, the huge fiery red sword light hesitated for a moment, and then slashed towards a gray-robed monk.

With the speed of the Monk Zhuji, how could he be the opponent of the Jindan Monk, after a few breaths, the huge red sword light had already reached the back of the gray-robed monk, less than a few zhang away.

Feeling the blazing sword qi behind him, the gray-robed monk's face was so frightened that he was bloodless, and his eyes showed a look of despair, he held on to his last hope and shouted loudly, only hoping that this Jindan Ancestor would be able to open the net, even if he did everything he could to get his life back, he was willing.

"Hehe, the old man is not interested in you at all, so let's stay obedient."

On the plain hundreds of feet away, a pale red aura flashed, revealing a sixty-year-old man.

The old man was looking at the few people fleeing in the distance with a sneer on his face, and there was a murderous aura in his eyes.

"Ahh

A terrible scream came, and the gray-robed monk was cut off by the red sword light without any suspense, not only that, but the two remnants of the body were also stirred into a rain of blood by the sword light in an instant, and the gray-robed monk's spirit was not spared, and it was annihilated along with the physical body.

However, the storage bag on the gray-robed monk's waist was unscathed, and at the moment it fell, it was suddenly pulled by an invisible force and flew towards the sixty-year-old man.

In the blink of an eye, it fell into the hands of the old man, and he didn't look at it, but put it in his arms.

A red spiritual light suddenly wrapped it, and then turned into a red rainbow, flying towards the distance, and the fiery red sword light had already turned around and shot in another direction.

The other white-robed monk had already flown hundreds of feet away, and although his companion's terrible screams made his heart tremble, he was also secretly glad in his heart, if it hadn't been for his companion's death that attracted the attention of that Jindan Ancestor, he might not have been able to escape at all.

Seeing that he was about to fly out of the thousands of feet, the white-robed monk suddenly heard a cold snort in his ears, this fright was not trivial, and the white-robed monk was almost frightened.

His face turned pale, and even his lips turned blue and purple in an instant, followed by a resolute look on his face, and a series of cyan points of light shot out behind him with a slap of the storage bag on his waist.

"Otogi Reizhu? Such a small technique also wants to threaten the old man? ”

As the words fell, a fiery red sword light instantly swept a series of cyan light into the sword light, and after a series of lightning flashes, the speed of the fiery red sword light did not decrease at all.

In the blink of an eye, he was a few feet behind the white-robed monk.

"Seniors spare their lives, seniors spare their lives."

As soon as the white-robed monk's voice begging for mercy began, it stopped abruptly, and he, like the gray-robed monk before, was twisted into a rain of blood under the fiery red sword light, and his spirit disappeared.

Hundreds of zhang away, Han Changlin was quietly squatting beside a raised stone mountain, his face was hard to see.

He couldn't have imagined that there was really a Jindan Ancestor who was willing to pull down his face and even kill the monks in the foundation building period, is this poor and crazy?

But after thinking about it, Han Changlin understood again, these Jindan Ancestors, when they came to Tianyan Valley, nine times out of ten, they came for chance.

This opportunity naturally included looting from a large number of foundation building period monks, but Han Changlin didn't expect to run into such a murderous old man.

He was ruthless and decisive, and he didn't leave the slightest emotion as soon as he made a move, just a few breaths, and the two monks in the late stage of foundation building were already dead and were easily killed by him.

After killing the two of them, the sixty-year-old man obviously had no intention of letting go of the rest of the people, and two of them flew out of four or five miles, but this distance could be easily covered by the Jindan monk's divine sense.

After killing the white-robed monk and collecting his storage bag, the sixty-year-old man once again appeared a red light from his body, wrapped it, and then turned into a thick light, chasing in the direction of the remaining people, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Behind the mountain stones, Han Changlin watched all this in horror, and he was not sure if his soul concealment technique could really hide his traces under the cover of the sixty-year-old man's divine sense.

However, judging from the fact that the Jindan Ancestor did not attack him, he should not have found himself.

Of course, the main reason is that he has been following those people from a distance, and at the moment when Brother Jindan made a move, he cast the Soul Concealment Technique, which itself has the ability to conceal and stealth.

After pondering for a while, Han Changlin flew away in the other direction, although the Soul Concealment Technique could conceal his body, it was only effective for an hour, and once he exceeded this time, he would appear again.

If it happened that the Jindan Ancestor came back, he would be more than lucky.

As soon as Han Changlin left, a series of screams were heard in the distance, which seemed very abrupt on this endless plain, and even Han Changlin, who had flown out for more than ten miles, felt frightened.

He sighed in his heart, needless to say that those monks all died at the hands of that sixty-year-old man, Han Changlin had faced the pursuit of Brother Jindan, and he had also killed Brother Jindan.

But after seeing the sixty-year-old man make a move, Han Changlin understood that the gap between the Jindan Stage Immortal Cultivator and the Foundation Building Stage Immortal Cultivator could be described as a world of difference.

These people have lived for hundreds of years, although they are in the early and middle stages of Jindan, but both their experience and magic weapons are far beyond those of immortal cultivators in the foundation building period.

After Han Changlin left the tea kung fu, next to the bluestone where Han Changlin was originally hiding, a red light suddenly flashed, revealing the figure of an old man.

"Huh? It's strange, there was clearly a mana fluctuation here just now, why did it disappear in a blink of an eye? ”

The old man muttered to himself, and then his face flashed red.

The bright red sword light, centered on the old man, scattered and flew out, but after the sword light was stirred out for hundreds of zhang, it collapsed and disappeared.

The old man looked around with a solemn face, and the surprise on his face not only did not dissipate in the slightest, but became more and more strange.

He believed that with his spiritual sense, it was impossible to sense the mistake, and that person should have sneaked away while he had killed those foundation juniors.

The old man just didn't understand that he came back in time enough, as long as this person didn't escape twenty miles away, with his divine sense, he could find it directly.

"Could it be that this person has used some secret technique to conceal his whereabouts?"

After thinking for a moment, the sixty-year-old man muttered to himself, and then turned into a sword light, flew into the distance, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

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