In a dense forest five hundred miles south of Beiyuan City, Han Zi walked around the forest very leisurely, except for a few sporadic fireflies flying in the air in the dense forest in the middle of the night, it was very dark, but in the eyes of a foundation building monk like Han Zi, there was no trace of visual impairment at all.

Han Zi reached out and grabbed a firefly flying in front of her, grabbed it in the palm of her hand, and the monk's every move that was secretly tracking her was hidden under Han Zi's powerful divine sense.

Han Zi's face was as usual, but if she looked closely, she would find that her Shuangmu was filled with a cold light.

I saw Han Zi facing a direction in the dark dense forest, and said in a calm tone: "Since Daoyou is here, why are you so sneaky. ”

"Boom...!"

As soon as Han Zi's voice fell, a sneer came from the darkness.

Han Zi looked expressionlessly in the direction where a sneer came from.

I saw a young man slowly showing his body from the darkness, the young man looked at Han Zi who was expressionless in front of him, and was a little surprised, only to see that he had a look in his eyes, and said with a gloomy face: "I didn't expect that you, a kid who practiced qi at the eighth level, could actually find out about my existence, which really surprised me." ”

Han Zi looked at the young monk's gloomy face, there was still no color on his face, and asked lightly: "Daoist friends have followed all the way, but what are your plans?"

"Huh... Ute. ”

As soon as Han Zi's words fell, the young monk sneered again, and suddenly the coercion of the peak of the late stage of foundation building instantly pressed towards Han Zi, in the eyes of the young monk, a small eighth layer of qi cultivation could not move half a step under his coercion.

However, the truth is always greater than the fantasy, the young monk watched Han Zi under the pressure of the peak of his later stage of foundation building, without any change, still standing quietly not far from him, looking at himself with a faint face, which made the young monk wonder in his heart, could it be that this world has changed.

It is normal for the young monk to have doubts in his heart, if he changes to the eighth layer of ordinary qi training, and the monk in the early stage of foundation building, under the coercion of the peak of his late foundation building, he will definitely be forcibly suppressed by coercion without foreign objects to defend himself.

But what he encountered was not an ordinary eight-layer Qi cultivation layer, not to mention that Han Zi's real strength was in the early stage of foundation building, and in the case that his own cultivation was already in the early stage of foundation building, Han Zi's divine sense strength had reached a level comparable to that of a monk in the early stage of the foundation, which was also Han Zi's divine sense that could easily find the young monk, but the monk in Tsing Yi could not feel Han Zi's divine sense investigation.

The young monk didn't come up with a reason after thinking about it, he guessed that Han Zi might have a magic weapon to protect him, so he could not be affected by his coercion.

I saw that Shuangmu, who was fierce, looked at Han Zi coldly, and said fiercely: "Boy, hand over all the things on your body, and I will spare you." ”

As for the young monk's words, Han Zi knew in his heart that he had been robbed.

I saw a sneer on her originally calm face, and said lightly to the young monk: "Daoyou, it's funny, how can I hand over the things that are under to others, I am saying that I am handing it over, and Daoyou really intends to let me live." ”

After listening to Han Zi's faint words, the young monk sneered and said, "In this way, you won't be able to pay it." ”

Han Zi stretched out a finger and waved it left and right at the young monk.

When the young monk saw Han Zi waving his finger at himself, he instantly became ferocious and shouted, "Look for death!"

After the young monk finished speaking, he recited the Dharma in his mouth, and the aura between his hands turned, and the young man shouted: "The tiger roars and shakes the sky!"

Suddenly, a huge tiger evolved from the aura in the forest air roared and pounced towards Han Zi.

Seeing the tiger that pounced on him, Han Zi's face was calm, and he shouted coquettishly: "Wood Spirit Jue!"

I saw that the branches of several large trees around me changed into ropes, waving towards the fierce tigers in the air with a swishing sound.

The tiger saw the waving tree rope and kept dodging, but under the countless tree ropes, the tiger could not successfully dodge at all, only to see the tree rope firmly binding the tiger.

The fierce tiger trapped by the tree rope roared like a king, tearing the tree rope off its body one by one.

However, the torn tree rope instantly recovered again, and some of the tree ropes continued to whip the tiger's back, and the light on the tiger's body dimmed every time the tree rope was whipped, and as time passed, the light on the tiger's body that evolved from the aura became weaker and weaker, and the aura was about to be exhausted and dissipated.

Seeing this, the young monk didn't dare to hold it up, and immediately used all his strength to increase the supply of spiritual energy to the tiger, and the tiger let out a tiger roar again because of the supply of spiritual energy, and the light on his body brightened brightly.

However, this was exactly what Han Zi wanted, because the young monk continued to transmit spiritual energy to the tiger, so that the spiritual energy in the young monk's body was consumed quickly.

Although the young monk continued to supply the aura to the tiger, the tiger was finally unable to sustain the aura because of the strong absorption of the tree rope and dissipated into the air.

Han Zi guided the tree rope towards the young monk's attack.

The young man saw the tree rope in the sky attacking, and saw that on the middle finger of his right hand, a flame jumped into the air and instantly burst into flames, burning the tree rope in the sky.

The young monk muttered as he saw a strange cloth bag located on his waist suddenly appear a demon wolf with red hair, a pair of wolf eyes glowing red, like two lanterns in this dark forest.

"Fourth-order red-haired demon wolf!"

Han Zi recognized the red-haired demon wolf released by the young monk.

The fourth-order red-haired demon wolf is equivalent to the cultivation of the late stage of human foundation building, it is not only flexible and mobile, but also surpasses other demon beasts of the same level in intelligence, and its natal wolf fire is enough to kill the monks in the late stage of foundation building.

Seeing the red-haired demon wolf rushing towards him, Han Zi quickly took out an iron ball the size of a football from the yellow ring, Han Zi took the iron ball, paced back and forth to avoid the attack of the demon wolf, and used his aura to guide the iron ball to tease the red-haired demon wolf over and over again.

The red-haired demon wolf probably knew that he was being played back and forth by the humans in front of him, and roared loudly in annoyance.

A red flame that was extremely hot and could almost melt the metal instantly shot out of the mouth of the red-haired demon wolf.

Facing the natal wolf fire emitted by the red-haired demon wolf, Han Zi didn't dare to be careless, only to see Han Zi immediately fly into the air, his hands kept pinching, and he saw a thick wall of water blocking in front of Han Zi.

As soon as the red demon wolf's natal wolf fire came into contact with the wall of water that Han Zi had gathered with his aura.

I saw that the wall of water was instantly evaporated by the natal wolf fire of the red-haired demon wolf, and at this moment, Han Zi instantly retreated a distance of 100 meters, but the wolf fire still attacked her relentlessly.

"It seems that the general water attribute can't help it, the natal demon fire of the red-haired demon wolf. ”

Han Zi guessed in his heart.

"There you go. ”

Han Zi already had a countermeasure in his heart.

Han Zi mobilized his divine sense, and gathered his divine consciousness into a needle-like shape, turning into a needle-like divine consciousness and silently entering the sea of consciousness of the red-haired demon wolf, all of which was completed almost instantly.

The red-haired demon wolf suddenly felt a sudden tingling pain in his sea of consciousness, and then fell to the ground in pain, spinning back and forth in pain.

The young man looked at his spirit beast, and suddenly fell to the ground in pain, and before he knew what was happening, he heard Han Zi not far away scream softly: "Explosion!"

The Divine Sense Needle in the Red Demon Wolf Consciousness Sea immediately exploded, shattering the red demon wolf's head to the ground, ** spraying everywhere.

Han Zi felt like vomiting when she saw it.

The natal wolf fire of the red-haired demon wolf chasing Han Zi also dissipated after the red-haired demon wolf died.

"Poof..."

The young monk spat out a mouthful of blood, he was killed by Han Zi because of his contract spirit beast, and he himself was seriously rebuffed.

He was now unable to mobilize a trace of aura, so he could only let Han Zizai cut it, he didn't expect that a monk at the peak of his late foundation building stage would be planted in the hands of a rookie who practiced qi at the eighth level, he was unwilling, he closed his eyes in despair.