Han Lin's punch instantly emitted a sharp whistling sound in this extremely short space, as if all the air had been compressed, forming a wave of qi visible to the naked eye, hitting the grassland in front of him.

This punch, from the perspective of others, is obviously hit in the void, and there is nothing. However, after a breath, there was a cry of a small beast from in front of Han Lin, and a few drops of bright red blood fell from the void.

Han Lin's brows gradually relaxed, and he had a rough idea in his heart,

"This place is a secret realm, and it is indeed home to strange beasts. The beast should be able to cloak. ”

Although he didn't have the divine sense of a foundation cultivator, he could quickly lock on to the figure of others, but with the help of Dao Fang essence blood, his senses were hundreds of times sharper.

Just when the beast tried to hurt him, his heart was like a gong and drum, and in an instant, the blood in his whole body surged, and before he could react, his body subconsciously retreated, dodging the beast's fatal blow to his neck.

However, even if this blow hits, for the current Han Lin, it is only a matter of being injured, and there are many healing herbs in his storage bag at the moment, and he can recover by eating one plant.

Squeak!

Behind Han Lin, there was suddenly the sound of a small beast chirping, on the left hand side, on the right hand, the sound of this chirping gradually became louder, coming from all directions, as if there were small beasts in all directions, swarming towards Han Lin.

Airplanes!

Han Lin's gaze wandered, and in silence he pointed at the void, and the corpse of a small beast fell from the sky and fell heavily to the ground.

The little beast was no more than two or three inches, and looked like a mouse, with a pointed nose and slanted eyes, two slender teeth growing from its mouthparts, and a coat of silver satin-like fur that shone in the sun.

This little beast was just one of the small beasts in this group, and it couldn't bear it anymore and took the lead in attacking, so Han Lin smashed its head with a thunderbolt.

And at this moment, Han Lin could clearly hear the dense heartbeat around him. This sound was not loud, but thousands of voices accumulated, but it was like thunder, ringing in Han Lin's ears.

"Soul Eater, Han boy, this thing is a thief's revenge, you hurt one of its clansmen, this thing will definitely use the strength of the whole clan to hunt you down. ”

Dao Fang said with a gloating face, his face was relaxed, and he was not worried about Han Lin.

Although the creature is extremely annoying, it is not very powerful. Adult spirit eaters barely have the strength to practice qi, and they can't use any spells, they just rely on the fur on their bodies to hide their bodies and use them to attack other creatures.

For a cultivator like Han Lin who had already stepped into the seventh level of Qi cultivation, it was even more difficult to deal with it with a flip of hands, but it was just a matter of time.

Han Lin frowned slightly, what he lacked most now was time, which could not be consumed with these things.

As soon as he thought of this, Han Lin's eyes were closed, and the sound of his breathing gradually slowed down, as if he was tired and wanted to rest.

In the next breath, the sound of the wind gradually rose, and along with the sound of the wind, there were thousands of screams, as if there were countless sharp blades, which had locked on Han Lin's body.

Han Lin's figure took a step back, he suddenly opened his eyes, a ray of light flashed in his eyes, his right hand slammed into the void, and the monstrous flames rose from the ground, turning into a flame vortex, and the center of this flame vortex ...... It's Han Lin!

After a few breaths, the flames converged, and the air was filled with a smell of meat, which was so attractive that Han Lin couldn't help frowning.

"Han boy, you see if the fur of these spirit eaters is intact, and take them all off. ”

Dao Fang's voice sounded in Han Lin's mind, causing him to retract his foot, and in the flash of his eyes, he had suddenly realized,

"You're saying that this beast is able to hide its form by the fur on its body, not by magical spells. ”

"You kid is not stupid, Dao Ye told you that the fur of the spirit eater mouse has the effect of stealth, you collect it, and then weave a long robe and drape it on your body, plus the effect of the sad and joyful mask on your face to hide the breath, even if the Jindan monk is standing in front of you, you don't want him to find out, he can't find it. ”

Dao Fang opened his mouth in disgust, he pursed his lips, and watched Han Lin's actions of collecting the skin of the Spirit Eater in the sea of consciousness, and suddenly a glimmer of light flashed in his mind, as if something had been forgotten by him, he covered his head and muttered to himself,

"Dao Ye seems to have forgotten something important, what is it?"

On the other side, Han Lin had already collected enough Soul Eater Mouse Skins. There were too many soul-eating rats that had fallen here, and most of them had been roasted to death by Han Lin in flames, and their fur was scorched. A small number of them died after being evaporated by intense heat.

Han Lin's target was naturally these well-furrished spirit eaters, and after he collected enough furs, he took a few roasted spirit eaters at random.

He was going to stay in this secret realm for three days and three nights, and this cooked spirit eater was just right as food to fill his stomach.

After doing all this, Han Lin continued to walk towards the secret realm as before, but at this moment, he was a little more careful.

About an hour passed, Han Lin was still walking on this grassland, obviously feeling that there was only a short distance between this giant tree and him, but after walking for such a long time, the distance did not shorten at all.

During this period, Han Lin had already woven those fragmentary soul-eating animal skins into a complete animal skin robe, and he tried it on his body, and the effect was not bad.

With this robe, Han Lin secretly plucked the spiritual transformation fruit guarded by the wolves in front of a group of wolves at the fifth level of qi refining.

Rumble!

While Han Lin was thinking about it, he suddenly heard a roaring sound not far from him, as well as several good spiritual power fluctuations.

He was stunned for a moment, and in an instant, a thousand thoughts flashed, and finally turned into tentative thoughts.

Han Lin didn't know who was doing it, but one of them was mixed with a strange aura of Zhongzheng and peace, but Han Lin was extremely familiar with it, this was the breath of the Red Spirit Jue.

No matter who it is, they are all disciples of the Lingyue Sect, Han Lin should go and take a look, if he can help, he will help, after all, in this secret realm, only the disciples of the Lingyue Sect can become his helpers.

Han Lin draped the skin of the spirit eater beast on his body, used his spiritual power, and disappeared into the void in an instant, it is not accurate to say that it disappeared, but it was invisible to the naked eye, and even the breath disappeared, but if someone came here, he could still touch Han Lin's body.

After a moment, Han Lin cautiously looked at the scene in front of him: the man in black had an indifferent face, holding a long sword and standing at a disciple of the Iron Smelting Sect in front of him.

Between the two of them, several pits have been formed, and the spiritual power of the two people is still remnant in the pits.

"Lao Tzu is so lucky, as soon as he came up, he met the core disciple of Lingyue Sect, your name is Chen Mo, right?"

The tower-like man said with a smile, revealing a mouthful of snow-white teeth, as if he had already eaten Chen Mo.

"Leave the long sword behind you, crush the order charm and get out, Lao Tzu won't kill you!"

Swish!

It was like lightning piercing the pitch-black sky, and in an instant, the smile on the tower man's face disappeared instantly, and he clutched his neck.

Fell to the ground with a bang, his face full of disbelief, and behind him, it was Chen Mo who withdrew his sword with a bang......

Chen Mo's face was still calm, as if he had done something insignificant, and he left indifferently, without even looking back......

At this moment, it seemed that time stood still, and the head of the man in the tower instantly fell from his body, like a leather ball, rolling on the ground several times, and his wide eyes were full of unwillingness......