Three days passed, and in the evening, the light of the fire danced in the cave, and the game on the top of a few stone piles was roasted golden, and the oil droplets made a sizzling sound in the fire, and the aroma of the oil mixed with it evenly moistened it.

The enticing scent wafts from the cave into the forest and into the forest.

Attracting countless larvae, smelling the fragrance and leaning over, Han Chen used his hand knife to cut through the golden wild meat on the stone pile, and the fragrance became even closer, spreading almost all over the river.

Almost quickly, the bodies of those wild animals were crawling with spirit insects, making sizzling sounds, and in a short period of time, those golden wild meat disappeared in the blink of an eye at the speed of the naked eye, leaving a pile of white bones.

Han Chen stood aside, looking at these spirit insects with a smile, "Now you can refine the Five Poison Pills."

He didn't have to wait long, and the spirit insects that ate wild meat gradually climbed up two steps as if they were drunk, and fell to the ground with a pop.

Han Chen saw it in his eyes and moved it in his hands.

The speed is not slow, holding the bag in one hand, catching insects in the other hand will all these spirit insects into the storage bag, bury it here a little, and without saying a word, it will turn into a blue light, stick to the ground, and run quickly.

The venom in the mouth of the centipede in the heart path is really poisonous, and even those five poisonous spirit insects are no opponents.

Now it's because of these things, and dozens of five poisonous insects have been obtained without much effort.

In the middle of the night, the entire canyon was boiling, and all kinds of sounds were heard everywhere.

Han Chen was surprised when he heard this, his expression suddenly changed, and he immediately took out the black cloud shield, because where there was originally only grass and trees in front of him, a black mist suddenly appeared and slowly rose, and with a bang, a humanoid monster crawled out of it;

Han Chen couldn't help but hold his breath when he saw it clearly.

The monster was covered in black, with a layer of blue and black hair on the skin of its body, two burnt yellow fangs protruding from the distance, and sharp nails an inch long, pointing in Han Chen's direction extremely hideous.

"Zongzi?" The fishy smell coming from the wind on the opposite side made Han Chen immediately confirm the identity of this monster, and he couldn't help but feel frightened in his heart, isn't this the Spirit Worm Canyon? Why are there monsters like zongzi.

Just looking at the black qi permeating the other party's body, this will definitely not be a low-level zombie like black and white, most of them are second-order hair zombies, and they have an independent spirit.

Thinking of this, Han Chen's expression froze, he raised his hand first, and a dazzling blue light flashed out of the sword, which flew out fiercely, and at the same time, he quickly pinched the trick in his hand, and a slender blood light flashed up from under the bottom of Mao Zhuang's feet, it was Han Chen's wishful thinking that he had obtained from the old ghost of the dove.

"Bang".

The nine beads in the wishful thinking plan all came out of Mao Zhuang's chest and pierced through nine big holes, which made Mao Zhuang, who had not moved after appearing, look down.

Seeing that the attack was successful, Han Chen was overjoyed, and the crescent moon wheel immediately hit its body under his control.

The white light shone brightly, and Mao Zhuang was immediately shocked and flew out dozens of meters, and there was even a hook road emitting white smoke under his feet.

But with a low roar, he immediately froze his figure, looking at Han Chen with a fierce light in his eyes.

"Isn't this monster afraid of pain?" Han Chen's expression was a little ugly, and he took back a few magic weapons, staring at Mao Zhuang from afar.

After Mao Zhuang suffered his series of attacks, he turned out to be safe and sound, the key is that the scars that were attacked are also healing at a speed visible to the naked eye at this moment.

Han Chen's expression sank, and he suddenly turned around and turned into a long rainbow, and flew straight out, not intending to clash with it head-on.

It's not that he is afraid that he really can't deal with this stiff hair, after the experience of the Zeng family, Han Chen has already understood everything about zongzi thoroughly and grasped the key points of its life.

It's no wonder that this stiff hair doesn't seem to have an autonomous soul, but it seems to be controlled, and its body recovery ability is also very strong, and it's not afraid of pain. In this case, it is natural to avoid it.

Moreover, under the attention of his divine sense, there was a different color of blood in the center of this stiff forehead, it was very likely that it was its master's sealing technique, and those life gates might not all be useful, just Han Chen's attack just now could see the situation.

Han Chen's heart was awe-inspiring, Changhong's speed was three points faster under the blessing of Bo Yi, and he saw that Mao Zhuang was about to disappear in his divine consciousness.

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred, and he felt an almost imperceptible divine consciousness swept over his body in front of him.

This made Han Chen almost unable to shut up in shock, in his impression, it seemed that only the old ghost's divine sense was similar to him, and the person in front of him was very likely to be a monk of the False Dan realm.

Isn't it just a monk from the Water Source Sect here? When did a fake Dan monk appear?

He couldn't help but guess too much, the hair stiff behind him had already come to the front after a few flickers, his black eyes lit up, and two sharp claws with black gas grabbed at Han Chen fiercely.

Seeing this familiar scene, Han Chen dodged almost reflexively, and at the same time, the beads on the abacus scattered, connecting into a silk thread, and between pulling and stretching, the black light on the five sharp claws roared past the place where Han Chen disappeared, and the ten fingers passed smoothly, and the doppelganger went out.

"It's fine. Han Chen breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, although the recovery ability of this stiff hair was very strong, it was not to the point of being miserable.

The magic in his hand condensed again, intending to strike first.

After all, the strength of this stiff head also has the foundation building realm, copper skin and iron bones, if it is in a group with the unknown monk, harassing Han Chen will also become a fatal injury.

Just as Han Chen was about to make a move, his face suddenly changed slightly, his eyes shrank, and he suddenly looked up.

Only two feet could be seen under the gaze, and above was a man in a black robe.

The person of the Heavenly Corpse Gate, Han Chen saw the sign on the lower right side of the gray robe, and his expression was a little ugly.

The monks of the Heavenly Corpse Gate like to use some strange and crooked techniques, and they are unscrupulous, and they are desperate to achieve their goals, although Han Chen doesn't know why the monks of the Heavenly Corpse Gate suddenly appear here.

However, if you want to come to this place in the territory of Yuezhou, the place where the three sects are in charge, the Water Source Sect will find out one step first, and it will be a matter of time before the other two sects know.

At this moment, the monk above flew to the stiff shoulders and looked at Han Chen as well.

"I don't know your surname, what benefits can you gain in this canyon?" The monk was startled at first when he saw Han Chen's face, but quickly regained his composure and spoke with a slight smile.

Han Chen's heart sank when he heard this.

The other party's expression of rapid mutation did not escape Han Chen's eyes, and with such a reaction speed, this person's scheming is not low, but the cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building has the divine sense of a fake pill, it seems that the man's power is still beyond his imagination!

"It doesn't matter what your surname is, but it's not good for Daoyou to intercept Mao Zhuang. Han Chen replied quietly. Degree of literature