Well, what kind of store is this?

Han Tu looked at the old man's back in a daze with a puzzled face.

He originally thought that this was just a "game" between mortals, but he never thought that he would design an immortal cultivator. What's worse is that the main reward for this bounty is silver or gold. Except for a few immortal cultivators who knew that there was no hope of building a foundation and were attached to mortal families, most of them would not be interested in the currency used to exchange between these mortals.

And how can those who have cultivated to the level of foundation building, or even the Great Perfection, be willing to cling to the ordinary world?

In this way, isn't this bounty task for the spirit summoner? Han Tu originally thought that these people were no big deal, but the content of this bounty undoubtedly gave him a slap in the face.

According to Chai Shaoxi, no matter how these spirit summoners cultivate, their lifespan will not break through the boundaries of mortals. The main reason why Han Tuhui thinks that the other party is not a big deal is that it is impossible for the other party to cultivate to the point where it is infinitely close to the knot stage in a limited life.

Just as Han Tu was thinking wildly, the man beside him suddenly reached out and privately offered a reward from the wall on his right, and handed it to the old man in front of him who was facing away from him.

And the old man, as if he had eyes behind him, bent his arm to an incredible angle without looking back, and took the list in the hand of the man with different pupils.

"Go ahead, the time limit is fifty hours, and the prize is a thousand taels of silver, and you can start. ”

After saying that, the old man was silent again, still indulging in the things in his hands, not afraid that the strangers around him would harm him because of his wealth.

In the face of the old man's perfunctory attitude, the man did not show any dissatisfaction, and after bowing to him, he planned to leave. And at the same time as he left, Han Tu, who had never chosen to offer a reward, also followed him out.

The moment Han Tu walked out of the door, the old man's eyes suddenly turned around, as if he had seen something, but it did not arouse his interest. After taking one look, he focused on the gadget in his hand again.

After leaving the vent house, the man with strange pupils stopped, and he couldn't be an ordinary person with strange pupils. Therefore, even if he was discovered by the other party, Han Tu did not feel the slightest surprise.

"Your Excellency followed me silently, can it be understood that it is not good for you?"

The man with different pupils didn't look back when he spoke, but Han Tu still heard a hint of anger from the other party's words. This is a good thing for Han Tu, and those who will be affected by their feelings will be affected by other things. If he really doesn't have the slightest emotion, then Han Tu also doubts whether what he holds can get into the eyes of the other party, in exchange for the other party leading him to the magic mountain.

"Hehe, I don't mean anything else, I just want to remind you that the reward you have accepted may not be completed. ”

Han Tu said softly.

The man with different pupils didn't say anything for a long time after hearing what Han Tu said, if it weren't for the fact that his body would continue to fluctuate with his breathing, I am afraid that he would really be mistaken for having lost his vitality.

Just when Han Tu thought that his words had an effect and planned to take further action, the man with different eyes suddenly made a move, and in an instant, he raised his momentum to the point where Han Tudu was moved.

While the man turned to face Han Tu, the black shirt on his body had turned into countless pitch-black and translucent feathers, undulating with the wind. And the white rope wrapped around his waist also revealed its true face, and it was a white-scaled snake.

Then, the man's transformation was completed in an instant, his rotten mouth turned into a yellow eagle's beak, and his gaze was like a torch, as if it had burst out with countless sharp blades. Along with the transformation were the talons and the hair that had spread to the ankles and stood on end.

At this time, the man was like a monster.

Or rather, he's a monster.

After completing the transformation, the man's aura also reached its peak. From Han Tu's preliminary perception, the man with the eagle beak, eagle claws, and white snake tail across from him had reached a level comparable to that of an immortal cultivator in the foundation building period!

As soon as it was too late, the man's body shook and he stretched out a pair of wings many times larger than his own. With a slight flap of the wings, a wind swept around him, and with this force, he flew into the air.

The wind formed by the flickering of his wings did not disappear as the hawksbill man lifted into the air, but intensified. If you look closely, you can see that in the center of the wind, there are countless finger-sized things that dance with the wind, like water droplets. At a glance, it seems that there are facial features.

This wind even has its own "spirit"!

Han Tu secretly cursed in his heart, the other party must have a blood feud with the target, thinking that he wants to protect the other party, so he has such a posture.

With Han Tu's current strength, in the event of a surprise, if he fights against a person who is at the peak of Qi cultivation, there may still be a chance. But right now, the certainty that he can win is less than one percent!

Han Tu's main attack method is now mainly melee combat, while the hawksbill man can fly in mid-air. Even if Han Tu used the air cushion transformed by the second order to step into the air for a short time, it would still be very difficult to catch up with the eagleman who could fly freely.

Of course, Han Tu's first thought was that if the other party did this, wouldn't he be afraid of causing an uproar among mortals?

Thinking of this, Han Tu looked around a few times, and found that these ordinary people were not surprised at all, but they were just evacuating in an orderly manner, and they were obviously used to such things.

Han Tu gritted his teeth, and then his figure flashed, and the second order was fully opened, and he stepped into the air and rushed towards the hawkbeak man.

It is unrealistic to expect an angry opponent to listen to him, and it is even more impossible to escape under a pursuer who can fly. The only thing he could do now was to hold on until his fellow disciples arrived. Although they can't help much, if they can share each other's attention, even a little bit, it can make the current situation much better.

The moment he took off, Han Tu launched an attack, and it was the technique he had used earlier that added the aura characteristics while throwing it out.

His goal is simple, since he doesn't know if the other party can fly because of the wings, or because he can control the wind "spirit", then break the opponent's wings first, and then make plans!

Han Tu stepped into the air, and with the help of the impact of the air cushion, he forced himself to spin in a circle in the air, and threw out the aura on his five fingers. Five black marks as thin as fingers were drawn in the void, and when viewed below, it was as if the sky had been torn apart.