Chapter 359: Encountering Han Dongli Again
Qiu Hua mistakenly thought that Duanmu Haoyang was from the assassination sect, or that he was a cultivator who made a living as a killer in his casual cultivation.
It must be known that among these people, there are many cultivators with strange personalities and very vicious personalities, who carry out psychological intimidation and torture against the targets of the assassination.
It's like Qiu Hua and Hou Zong are the targets of the killers, but they use drastic means in front of them, making them feel that their lives are threatened, and then kill them step by step, or torture them.
Qiu Hua thought of this, and he couldn't help but let out an exclamation, his face turned pale.
Hou Zong was the same, he immediately grabbed Qiu Hua's arm and volleyed away......
Duanmu Haoyang didn't know anything about it, and he met his fellow disciples who were bullied by the disciples of Baqi Mountain, and he just came to the rescue by the way, and he didn't think much about it.
Solved the three cultivators of Baqi Mountain, except for the soul power transformation attack, which was a burden on him, the other consumption was not large.
However, with his cultivation at the peak of his first generation, the self-recovery speed of spiritual power and soul power is faster, and the proportion of its consumption is higher.
Saving the disciples of Cangwu Mountain, he was in a good mood.
Although Qiu Hua and Hou Zong didn't know who he was, as a disciple of Cangwu Mountain, he was able to rescue his fellow disciples, and he felt the kind of protection for the tribe in the Tongshen Forest.
With the speed of the initial cultivation of the mixed pill, coupled with the Qingyun Transformation Boots, Duanmu Haoyang explored the location of the Thousand Mountains Phantom Hailan, whether it was a spirit beast or a cultivator along the way, he avoided it if he could, and tried to provoke as little as possible and kill less.
In order to avoid trouble and unnecessary killing, the practice of concealing the aura often works.
After continuous attempts, his aura can be perfectly concealed in the state of grabbing the ground and volleying.
Compared to when I realized it by chance, I used it more handily.
It's no longer the same as before, when it was cast, and it was wary of the opponent's divine sense detection.
With the technique of concealing the orb and concealing the breath, Duanmu Haoyang entered the Stonehenge Cave area at the fastest speed and the shortest distance.
The closer it is to the center, the more cultivators in the Tibetan land of the Thousand Mountains and Illusory Sea Orchids are moving in groups.
As soon as he appeared at the edge of the Stonehenge Cave, he had already spotted the traces of three cultivators walking in groups, all of whom numbered between three and six, presumably all of them were sectarian forces.
After all, if the casual cultivators want to go in a group, it is difficult to build Pets's trust, and it is extremely difficult.
Moreover, judging from the traces left by the cultivators when they passed by, the number of cultivators who acted alone was no longer a minority.
Duanmu Haoyang's Divine Consciousness probed the distance of about five hundred meters around his body every once in a while, and then he took his divine consciousness into his body, hiding his breath and moving forward.
Due to the influence of the Stonehenge Cave on his soul power, the distance of five hundred meters of divine sense exploration was already his limit at this time.
The soul power was suppressed, and the Hidden Breath Technique worked handily, and the role of divine sense probing was not important to him.
Hiding in shape, he was speeding, his eyes dripping and turning.
At this time, he was like a spirit beast that had lived in the mountains and forests for many years, and when he encountered danger, he was wary of everything around him.
In the mountain forest about seven or eight hundred meters in front of the side, several birds suddenly flew up and fled in all directions.
In such cases, either the spirit beasts were fighting and fleeing, or the cultivators were hurrying away and did not inadvertently alarm the birds on the trees.
Under normal circumstances, cultivators would not make such a mistake and expose their whereabouts, while the spirit beast was running away, and with its size and weight, it was impossible for it to be as quiet as it was now.
Duanmu Haoyang immediately slowed down, stabilized his body, and dodged to the branches of tall trees.
With a wide view of the trees ahead, he looked up and listened.
As soon as the wait-and-see gesture was made, a figure appeared and disappeared among the rocks and low trees, and gradually became clear.
"Han Dongli?"
Judging from Han Dongli's movements and speed, he has been seriously injured, and his strength is not one in ten.
If you encounter a precedent cultivator at this time and try to disadvantage him, I am afraid that you will be able to succeed.
Han Dongli's figure was getting closer and closer to him, and another cultivator appeared behind him, it was the old man surnamed Zhou of Baqi Mountain.
Although the degree of his injury is not as severe as that of Han Dongli, it is not light.
In particular, the legs of the old man surnamed Zhou were all soaked red by blood.
Duanmu Haoyang knew that his technique of hiding his breath was ineffective against Han Dongli, and sure enough, Han Dongli fled to about two hundred meters near him, his divine sense swept over the trees, and the speed under his feet couldn't help but speed up, and he tried his best to come.
Han Dongli was a scoundrel, leaning against the trees, looking up, looking at Duanmu Haoyang, with a miserable smile on the corner of his mouth.
"I'm very happy to meet fellow Daoists again, please come to your rescue!"
"Aren't you afraid that I will kill people and seize treasures? Two cultivators are a temptation for me!"
"Huh...... Haoyang Daoyou is different from other loose cultivators, he will not kill people and grab treasures casually like those pickled people, otherwise he would not have walked so freely last time!"
The two talked, and the old man surnamed Zhou was only 100 meters away from the trees.
Faintly heard Han Dongli's weak voice, and after the divine sense probed, he found no trace of the cultivator, thinking that he was bluffing, and pretended to be calm.
But his years of practice taught him that no matter what Han Dongli did, he had to be cautious so as not to put himself in danger.
The old man surnamed Zhou lowered his speed, about thirty meters away from Handong, and walked towards the trees step by step, not in a hurry.
Everywhere he passed, blood inevitably left behind, and it was obvious that the injuries to his legs were very serious, and his muscles and bones were frustrated.
With the help of the trunk of the tree, Duanmu Haoyang just hid his figure behind it, and was not discovered by the old man surnamed Zhou, his body fell slowly, and finally landed lightly on one foot and stood still.
Han Dongli looked at the actions of the old man surnamed Zhou and smiled secretly in his heart.
His Haoyang Daoist friend's hidden aura exercises are subtle, and he who cultivates similar exercises can only find a clue after a few explorations.
As long as it didn't cause any disturbances around him, the old man surnamed Zhou would never find out that there was a cultivator hiding here, slowly approaching, posing a deadly threat to him.
"It's a pity that I don't have enough strength and have been practicing for many years, but in the middle stage of the mixed pill, I still can't deal with a late stage cultivator of the mixed pill!"
Han Dongli stared at the eyes of the old man surnamed Zhou, exuding an aura of hatred on his body, and he couldn't wait to get up immediately and kill the old man surnamed Zhou, with a trace of loss and contempt in his words.
"What good will it do you to Yaqi Mountain? With your cultivation as a person with your tail between your legs, you can continue to cultivate, and you will never escape today!"
The old man surnamed Zhou was contemptuous and domineering.
"I don't know if I'm going to die, you're going to die!" Don't you hear my conversation with my companion? He's nearby, maybe right behind you at this moment......"
Hearing this, the old man surnamed Zhou tightened his body, and his divine sense probed behind him, but he knew Han Dongli's sneak attack methods, and he couldn't prevent it.
The injuries on his body were all caused by Han Dongli's repeated entanglements and sneak attacks.
Looking at the nervous demeanor of the old man surnamed Zhou, Han Dongli laughed loudly.
Being ridiculed by cultivators below his own realm, the old man surnamed Zhou couldn't hold back a little on his face.
thought that he had been deceived by Han Dongli, and the other party bluffed in order to heal his wounds.
Watching Han Dongli take the pill continuously, the old man surnamed Zhou suspected that he had been deceived.
Now his injuries are lighter than Han Dongli's, and with the current distance, it is easy to kill him.
Standing ten meters away from Handong, he was already able to launch a spell attack at this time.
In order to ensure his own safety, regardless of whether Han Dongli is hiding here or not, he must be the first to try.
The old man surnamed Zhou mobilized the strength of his body, gathered in his arm, and raised his hand to make a punch.
The fist shadow flew out, and once it touched Han Dongli, he would die.
Han Dongli was also guarding against the sudden attack of the old man surnamed Zhou, and the moment he noticed his mobilization of spiritual power, he moved his body, and the same spell was played.
The fist shadow was blocked by the sword shadow, and the energy consumed each other, but Han Dong was not close to his strength, and in just an instant, the sword shadow had dissipated.
The speed of the spell attack was fast, and everything was in an instant, and the old man surnamed Zhou noticed that Han Dong was moving away from his body, and it was too late for his divine sense to try to control the flying fist shadow.
But Han Dongli took advantage of this little time to narrowly dodge the faint fist shadow attack.