Under the guidance of Qing Teng, Han Yu found five purple musk flowers under the dead trees in the swamp, four of which were only two hundred years old, and the other was one larger, and after distinguishing it, it was almost six hundred years.

Han Yu just put a two-hundred-year-old purple musk deer into the storage bag, and the remaining four were given to Qing Teng.

As long as he can improve his strength and ability, Han Yu will not be stingy at all.

With the guidance of Qing Teng, there was almost no need to take the wrong path in the woods, and soon all the spiritual grass in the vicinity was scavenged and continued to move forward.

Silently communicate with Qingteng in his heart, and let it search in a straight line as much as possible.

After all, the time in the secret place was limited, and Han Yu didn't want to be in the woods all the time, and wanted to search for some more rare spiritual objects.

In this way, Han Yu walked all the way in a certain direction in the corrupt and muddy woods, and if he encountered a reminder from Qingteng on the road, he immediately went to scavenge the spirit grass, and then adjusted the direction slightly to continue running.

By the time Han Yu walked out of this hundred-mile swamp, his storage bag already had more than a dozen hundred-year-old spirit grasses, and if he changed them to spirit stones, he would be able to make them as huge as three or four thousand spirit stones.

Of course, there were more than a hundred spirit grasses devoured by the green vines, which made its body a little thicker, and a faint layer of ink lines appeared on the green vines.

The twisted trees of the forest ahead were gone, all tall and straight, and the chirping of birds could be heard in the woods, and it was a world of life compared to the swampy woods just now.

Han Yu quietly wrapped the silk thread magic weapon around his fingertips, and then jumped onto the branch of a giant tree, and swept in a certain direction with a little observation.

Suddenly, Han Yu's figure froze, and his gaze condensed to the fingers of another big tree.

I saw a small yellow bird combing its feathers with its beak on the branch, and not far from the tree, a venomous snake with a long length was slowly approaching the tree.

Suddenly, the snake's head shrank slightly, and its head grew violently and rushed upwards like lightning!

The yellow feather fell to the ground in an instant, and the poisonous snake swallowed the bird directly, and red blood flowed from its mouth.

Suddenly, a smell of blood permeated, and the poisonous snake turned around, its long narrow snake eyes looked coldly at the intruding human, and then slowly swam down the tree.

Han Yu watched the poisonous snake go away, his eyes flickered slightly, the poisonous snake just now did not have demonic energy on it, and he was too lazy to make up for it.

After it swam away, Han Yu swept around, and after not finding anything abnormal, he jumped over.

Before he could stand firmly, a fishy wind was blowing, and a black shadow shot out from the main trunk of the big tree not far away, extremely fast, and a pair of sharp claws with cold light swung towards Han Yu's neck.

Han Yu, who had not yet stood firm at this time, was about to fight back with silk threads, when suddenly the green vines surrounding his arms stretched out, turning into seven or eight finger-thick green vines, rolling the black shadow firmly.

Then with a sharp pull, the vine pulled the black shadow to the tree not far away.

Only then did Han Yu see the appearance of this beast, it was actually a one-zhang-long demon beast, with a petite and abnormal body, the hair on its body was actually yellow-green, and its four claws were constantly waving, looking extremely sharp.

"It turned out to be a mutant wolverine, and it actually understands the astringent breath, which is quite interesting. Han Yu saw his appearance clearly and muttered to himself.

The wolverine has not yet become a first-order demon beast, it is estimated that it is because of the smell of blood that it has been found here, and if you kill it, you can get its hair, which is not worth it.

Han Yu thought about it and stretched out his hand, and the green vine violently let go of the wolverine, turning into a small piece of green vine wrapped around his hand.

The wolverine, who had already turned on his spiritual intelligence, was a little puzzled, and Han Yu casually took out a bottle of spirit feeding pill from the storage bag and threw it over.

With a wave of its claws, the wolverine smashed the jade bottle, smelling the medicinal fragrance in the air, and looked at Han Yu even more suspiciously.

Han Yu made a swallowing gesture, glanced at it, waved his hand, and disappeared into the bushes with a few vertical jumps.

Three days later.

Han Yu was hiding in the bushes, and in the dense forest not far from him, there were three three-eyed fire wolves with a close size, slowly walking towards this side.

The three-eyed fire wolf has a red pattern on its fur, and the dark green wolf eyes are constantly looking around. The fire wolf that was walking in the front suddenly sniffed, and suddenly let out a low shout, and the three demon beasts suddenly opened their mouths, and three crimson fireballs blurted out and smashed towards the bushes.

With a "boom" sound, the red light on the bush flashed, and it instantly turned into a blazing fireball, but there was no figure inside.

Han Yu suddenly appeared on the side of the bush, and the murderous aura in his little eyes was pervasive. When the three-eyed fire wolf saw the strange human, it turned into three red shadows and went straight to Han Yu.

I saw Han Yu's cuffs move slightly, and the figure of the vines wrapped around his arms swelled, and immediately turned into a green light and flew out like lightning, and several young shoots spit out and tied the three-eyed fire wolf tightly, and then it was covered with barbs, piercing into the skin of the fire wolf, and a few stabbed into the mouth and nose.

I saw the three demon beasts fall to the ground and struggle, and after a few breaths, they were silent.

Han Yu summoned the vines back, and as soon as his body moved, he floated over the corpse.

These three first-order fire wolves also had no value, if they hadn't taken the initiative to provoke them, Han Yu would not have taken the initiative to make a move.

Five days later.

In a hidden place in the dense forest, Han Yu was jumping rapidly in the trees, constantly tracking the red shadow forward, his expression was very calm, but beads of sweat oozed slightly on his forehead.

Not far in front of him, a red deer with a strange horn was running rapidly in front of him, and from time to time he turned his head to look at the humans chasing after him.

Han Yu, who was stepping on the trunk of the tree, raised his hand forward, and a cyan sword shadow shot out, slashing towards the strange deer.

At the moment when the cyan sword shadow was about to slash up, a cloud of red light appeared on the strange horn, and the moment the green spirit sword slashed up, it was like cutting a ball of iron, and it was swallowed and flew on the tree.

Han Yu took advantage of this opportunity to pull some distance, and the fireball wind blade swept towards him.

The strange deer became even more panicked, and a pale red smoke was released from the corner of its head, enveloping its figure. In the next moment, the strange moose appeared dozens of feet away.

Han Yu's eyes lit up slightly, and he continued to chase after it.

Half an hour later, Han Yu stood under a giant tree, the vines unexpectedly trapped it, and the blue light on the Qingling Sword was full of blue light, and it slashed down towards the red deer viciously!

The red deer's strength had been exhausted, and it was simply unable to resist the sharp slash, and it fell silently in a pool of blood.

Han Yu let out a sigh of relief, and pursued the red deer for a whole hour, and finally killed him. Han Yu jumped down, cut off his strange horn and put it into the storage bag, the clothes on his body were as clean as ever, and there was not half a drop of blood.

Han Yu looked at the direction of the pursuit, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise a wry smile, he didn't know where he was now, so he could only grope again.

But thinking about the usefulness of that strange horn, Han Yu couldn't help but have a trace of expectation in his heart, what could teleport was definitely a life-saving treasure.

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Hundreds of miles away from Han Yu, a few old trees that had long since died surrounded a thorn, and the two disciples of the Ten Thousand Methods Sect were cautiously walking towards the middle.

In the middle of a few old trees that have long since died, there are a few colorful spiritual bamboos on the side of the messy shrubs, which are growing quietly.

The two disciples of the Ten Thousand Methods Sect were also careful, one of them took out a small yellow umbrella dozens of feet away from the bushes and looked around vigilantly, while the other disciple of the Ten Thousand Methods Sect held a long blade with a shining spirit in his hand and leaned over cautiously.

I saw him walk and use his long blade to split the bushes that were blocking the way, and the moment his hand touched the spirit bamboo, the mutation protruded!

I saw countless arm-thick branches sweeping from the ground, and suddenly a black light flashed, and those few dead old trees came to life and swept towards the two disciples of the Ten Thousand Methods Sect.

These two people can be sent to the secret land, of course, it is not easy, seeing this situation, I was surprised, but the movements in my hands did not stop, I saw a person pinching the trick in his mouth, the long blade instantly became shining, I saw him swing violently, turning into countless knives and cutting towards the branches!

The disciple with the small yellow umbrella in his hand threw the umbrella into the sky, and suddenly the small umbrella spun at a high speed, pushing away all the branches in the sky, and he took out a few crimson talismans and threw them into the air, and the flames swept through the sky.

The Shadow Slashes had only cut off dozens of branches, and the remaining hundreds of branches bound him, hundreds of spikes stabbing at him, trying to break his protective shield and devour his flesh.

"Help me!" the disciple shouted for help in fright.

The disciple with the yellow umbrella in his hand saw that his companion was in danger, and hurriedly threw away the few remaining fire talismans and smashed them into dozens of fireballs.

I saw those branches tremble violently, and the dense spikes let out a piercing roar, and I saw that hundreds of branches became withered, and the remaining dozen or so were like sharp bows and crossbows, piercing in.