After the Jindan Realm monk of the Shenghe Pavilion left Fang City, he did not leave too far, but stopped on a low hill overgrown with barren grass in the forest, waiting for something.

The two of them who followed secretly were hiding behind a half-withered ancient tree, hiding in the shadows, observing the figures standing quietly on the low hills.

"Someone's coming!"

He Qingchuan, who was hidden behind the ancient tree, looked at him slightly, but saw that in the night sky, a figure meteor flew from the sky and landed in front of the monk of the Holy Peace Pavilion Jindan Realm.

"It's him!"

The person who came did not hide his face, so when Liyang saw the other party's face clearly, he immediately recognized that it was one of the two Jindan Realm monks of the Panyi Sect who had encountered in the underground cave of Qianyunmen back then.

At that time, due to the gap in the cultivation realm, Liyang could only use the superimposed Five Spirits Xuanyu, and escaped with the help of the power of the Xuanyu's uncontrolled explosion, so Liyang didn't know the specific identities of these two people.

The person who landed on the low hill was Hei Han, there was blood in his eyes, his eyes glanced around, and finally stopped at the Jindan Realm monk in the Holy Peace Pavilion, and he didn't say anything, and directly threw a storage bag over.

Seeing this, the Jindan Realm monk of the Holy Peace Pavilion stretched out his hand to take it.

Suddenly, from the darkness of the forest, a flash of golden light appeared, and it was even faster than the Jindan Realm monk of the Holy Peace Pavilion to roll up the storage bag, and only then did he see that the golden light was a golden chain.

Three figures quietly appeared near the drum, and one of them moved his wrist, and the golden chain rolled into the storage bag and fell into his hand.

In this process, neither Hei Han nor the Jindan Realm monks of the Holy Peace Pavilion had any intention of stopping it.

"There are still people secretly following!"

He Qingchuan, who was hiding in the shadow of the ancient tree, couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this sudden change, and then his eyes showed a look of surprise.

"Perhaps, our whereabouts have been revealed!"

Looking at the three figures that quietly appeared on the low hill, Li Yang's eyes froze, these three people obviously came to snatch the blood pill, so they must also secretly follow the Jindan realm monks of the Holy Peace Pavilion.

However, Liyang and He Qingchuan did not have the slightest awareness along the way, which proved that the concealment method of these three people was above them, which meant that the whereabouts of Liyang and the two of them were very likely to be exposed to the eyes of these three people.

"These three people seem to be the three thieves of flying squirrels, and their ability to conceal their aura and change their appearance is extremely extraordinary, and it is not surprising that they can hide our perception!"

At this time, He Qingchuan also seemed to recognize the identities of the three people who were killed halfway.

"We'll wait and see what happens!"

After listening to He Qingchuan's words, Liyang's eyes flashed, no matter whether the whereabouts of the two of them had been exposed or not, now that the three of them jumped out first, it was not a bad thing.

Secretly following the Jindan Realm monks of the Holy Peace Pavilion, it was originally just to confirm the source of the Blood Pill and whether the Holy Peace Pavilion was related to the Panyi Sect.

And the moment he saw Hei Han, he already had a bottom in his heart.

"The Three Flying Squirrels?"

On the low hill, Hei Han looked at the three people who suddenly appeared and snatched the storage bag, and finally spoke, but he didn't seem to be able to fully confirm the identities of the three people.

After all, every time the three flying squirrels appear, their appearances are different, so no one knows their true faces.

"We'll laugh at this batch of Blood Pills!"

Holding the storage bag in his hand, the owner of the golden chain looked satisfied.

"Don't you feel hot in your hands?"

In the face of the other party's contempt, Hei Han's expression remained unchanged, he didn't care about the identities of these three people at all, because in his eyes, the three people who couldn't wait to jump out were already doomed.

"There is no need to say anything about the scene, farewell!"

The Blood Yun Pill had already arrived, and the owner of the golden chain had no intention of continuing to chat, as soon as the words fell, a breeze blew, and the figures of the three of them distorted and disappeared like phantoms.

"It's all said, it's hot!"

Blood flowed in Hei Han's eyes, and a strange and unknown aura erupted from his body.

In the next breath, not far from the dwarf hill, a bright blood light suddenly exploded, and the three people who had disappeared just now appeared in the blood light again.

"Damn, what the hell is this!"

In the blood light, there was the angry voice of the owner of the golden chain.

"Big brother, the body protection spirit shield can't stop this blood light at all!"

"Damn, it's already invaded the body!"

In the blood light, the voices that came out one after another proved that the three people inside had encountered a lot of trouble.

Hei Han's figure flashed, and he had already come to the side of the three of them, and the blood light around his body suddenly rose, turning into a huge blood-colored light cocoon, wrapped together with the three people who snatched the blood pill.

At first, there was some movement in the blood-colored light cocoon, but then it gradually subsided.

It was only a quarter of an hour's effort, and when the blood-colored light cocoon cracked and dissipated, Hei Han and the three people standing behind him with dull expressions were revealed, and the storage bag that had been snatched away had returned to Hei Han's hands.

In this process, the Jindan Realm monk of the Holy Peace Pavilion remained in place, just like the three of them whose eyes had become dull.

Walking back to the Jindan Realm monk in the Holy Peace Pavilion, Hei Han threw the storage bag in his hand over:

"You take him back with you!"

Saying that, one of the people who followed behind Hei Han obediently walked behind the Jindan Realm monk of the Holy Peace Pavilion, and flew towards Fang City together.

After seeing the two leave, Hei Han had no intention of leaving, and his eyes looked at a half-dead ancient tree in the distance:

"I've been watching it for so long, it's time to come out!"

In the shadow on the back of the ancient tree, Liyang and He Qingchuan glanced at each other, since they had been discovered, there was no point in hiding any longer.

"It's really a good method, but it will turn the three flying squirrels into puppets in a quarter of an hour!"

Walking out of the back of the ancient tree, He Qingchuan looked at the black cold of the crane's childish face, and couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, and his expression was extremely solemn.

Although the three thieves of the flying squirrel are not good at fighting, they are also Jindan realm monks, and they are completely turned into puppets in just one face, which is enough to prove that Hei Han is terrible.

"It's you, the widow!"

Looking at the two people who walked out, Hei Han's eyes locked on Liyang for the first time, and he couldn't help but show surprise.

"What do you mean by that, Your Excellency?"

Qianyunmen was destroyed by the Panyi Sect, which seemed to be related to the traitor, and when he heard the other party's words, Liyang immediately realized something, the person in front of him may be the traitor of Qianyunmen back then, and the killing intent on his body suddenly rose, and even He Qingchuan on the side felt a chill to the bone.

"When you found the Thousand Cloud Gate, you must have known your life experience, don't you understand what it means?"

"You are the traitor of Qianyunmen?"

Hearing this, the killing intent on Liyang's body was already strong to the extreme, and looking at Hei Han's gaze, it was as cold as a soldier.

"Yes, your father is my senior brother, I killed it with my own hands, not to mention, you and your father are simply carved out of the same mold, when I saw you in the grotto, I thought it was my senior brother!"

The real black cold, consciousness has long been erased, only a shell and a body of cultivation remain, controlled by the will of Yihe.

And not only Hei Han, but all the high-level leaders of the Panyi Sect have already turned into puppets of Yihe, but the disciples in the sect don't know.