The top of the mountain, covered in snow, but occasionally bare rocks with blue moss grows, symbolizing the unquenchable life.

A team of 100 people slowly walked on the top of the mountain, each looking tired and a little numb in their expressions.

The person who led the team was naturally Meng Changfei, his beard was already an inch long, and the high-quality clothes on his body had become tattered.

On this day, encamped on the top of a mountain, his own disciples went to prepare food, looking at the disciples who were excited at the beginning and had become numb at this time, Meng Changfei couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart: "Uncle Shi, did you say that the halal section is in front of us?"

Qian Huatong always looked like an old god, and there was no sign of numbness at all, and said with a smile: "That's for sure, it's just that the footprints we are tracking now were left a month ago." ”

Meng Changfei was slightly stunned: "Another month? So, in the past year, Duan Qing's footsteps have not stopped for even a day?"

"Judging from the traces, what you said is not wrong at all, but the greatest value of the traces is to guide the direction, and the specific content can be disguised, of course, as long as it can guide us in the direction. Qian Huatong took out a little tobacco leaf from the storage bag, and smoked it with a cigarette bag pot made of high-grade jade.

"Is this guy a reindeer?" Meng Changfei couldn't laugh or cry, originally thought that it would only take half a month to kill Duan Qing, seize the Dan furnace, accumulate battle exploits, and maybe capture a lot of pills by the way, but I didn't think that this guy would take the trouble to trek through mountains and rivers, and walked hard for a year, and there was no sign of stopping, even as a disciple of one of the three major sects, he didn't know where he had gone at this time, if it wasn't for Qian Huatong to guide the way, I was afraid that he would have lost his way long ago.

"Don't worry, nephew, according to our speed, we will be able to catch up in another half a month, and you can do whatever you want when the time comes. After Qian Huatong finished speaking, he fell to the ground and fell asleep, which made Meng Changfei quite admirable, just be at ease with what happens, but not everyone can do it.

"Senior brother, come and eat deer legs, stained with salt. Gao Jian bared his teeth and smiled and handed over a roasted golden deer leg with both hands, although he was in tatters, but the compliment was not missing half a point, because this year, he was not only received by Meng Changfei under the door, but also rewarded with a Zhuji Dan, and reached the realm of the foundation building period, which can be said to be a step to the sky.

Meng Changfei smiled indifferently and said, "Okay, you can also go and rest, it won't take a few days, and you will need to make a lot of effort." ”

"Yes, Senior Brother. Gao Jian respectfully saluted, this year's tracking is also a kind of tempering for him, but for Meng Changfei, it is a rare opportunity.

While Gao Jian sighed in his heart, he walked quickly to a snow nest near the bonfire, reached out and tore off a piece of roasted venison, and bit it hard, but he had already fallen asleep when he ate most of it, even in his sleep, his brows were still slightly furrowed, looking tired.

In this year's time, although his cultivation has made a breakthrough, there is still too much gap with those senior brothers, and it is simply a torment to follow this kind of high-combat team, but he is secretly glad that he is still alive, but there are four senior brothers who are six times in the foundation building period, and they died on the way of pursuit, either stumbling and falling off the cliff, or falling into the bottomless rock crevices, and there is no possibility of survival.

So even though he was tired, Gao Jian was still smiling in his dreams.

The rest of the disciples also fell asleep after eating, and the journey of day and night was not so easy, so everyone had to ensure their sleep in their free time, even if it was only a quarter of an hour, so as not to fall into a trance and have such a tragic thing as falling off a cliff.

The camp of one hundred and ten people was not large, and soon there was a snoring sound, but it seemed to be a catalyst, which made the eyelids of the four disciples who were in charge of guarding around him heavier and heavier, and even Meng Changfei, who was going to supervise, was warmed by the sun on the snow, and told himself in his heart that he would only sleep for a while, but the next moment he was already asleep.

Suddenly, Meng Changfei suddenly became agitated, stretched out his hand and pulled out his sword.

"Shh

A familiar voice came from his ears, and Meng Changfei looked at it, it was none other than Qian Huatong, and he suddenly wondered: "Uncle, what's wrong?"

Qian Huatong said in a low voice: "I don't know, but something is definitely wrong." ”

Hearing this, Meng Changfei flew around to observe the past, at first he didn't notice anything wrong, but after listening carefully, his heart was shocked, there was a "woo" sound in the air, as if ten thousand horses were galloping, he couldn't help but be stunned: "What sound?"

"It's not clear yet, but judging from this sound, it's not a small thing. Qian Huatong listened again and said, "It's fast... Oh no! The direction is exactly where we are, so quickly wake up the disciples and tell them to try not to make a sound. ”

Meng Changfei didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly got up to wake up the disciples beside him and told them to do so, so he cautiously followed Qian Huatong and quietly stepped forward to check, crossing a snow line on the top of the mountain, and the two of them were dumbfounded.

What caught my eye was a black press, the shape looked similar to that of a ploughing ox, but the long black and brown fur was almost dragged to the ground, and a pair of coiled horns flashed with cold light, and the strong ones were simply outrageous, and they could not see the edges, nor could they see the number, but from this mountain to another mountain, they were full of this behemoth, and their iron hooves trampled on the snow in a wild run, emitting a burst of "whining" sounds, like thousands of horses galloping, the rivers were surging, and they rushed towards them.

"Run, run, run!"

Looking at the resting place of the disciples is the place where these strange cows must pass, Meng Changfei was not calm at all, and hurriedly jumped up and began to shout, and immediately pulled out his long sword, stepped on his feet suddenly, and his body hovered in front of the strange cows, wielding a sharp blade, and slashed the two strange cows in the lead into seven or eight pieces on the spot, and then he turned around and ran, trying to attract the attention of the herd in this way.

However, what Qian Huatong didn't expect was that Meng Changfei's actions didn't have any effect, and those wide-eyed strange cows, as if they couldn't see anything, rushed forward like this, scared Meng Changfei so much that he hurriedly flew up, and kicked continuously on the back of the cow with both feet, so that he could avoid those sharp strange horns and iron hooves, but he couldn't hold on for a long time in mid-air in one breath, so he had no choice but to drive a ten-mile talisman and shoot away.

"Good guy, there must be at least a thousand heads, right?" Qian Huatong saw that the situation was not good, his hands pinched his fingers sharply, his hands swiped again and again, and one after another lines of fire shot out, igniting the strange cows in front of him, and burning a line of fire, but those strange cows knocked over the burning fire cow one by one, and rushed over at a faster speed.

The disciples who were originally woken up and ready to fight, when they saw this scene, they were all dumbfounded, stunned for a moment, and "boom" to scatter birds and beasts.

Facing the strange herd of monsters with magic obstacles, Qian Huatong gritted his teeth, and had to grab a spell, which swept away like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers, and the flames and bursting sounds kept ringing, although every sound made the herd more violent like a stimulant, but since he didn't have the ability to stop all, he still had the ability to kill a bloody path.

He flashed left and right, and from time to time smashed the bull's head with a punch, splashing blood all over his body, and his beard and hair were all blood-red, as if he had just eaten the internal organs of a strange cow, but he was so vicious that he couldn't reverse the situation at all, but when the herd rushed over, he killed as many as a hundred heads.

The disciples who were scattered were not slow, and they also found some clues, as long as they didn't go head-on, these strange cows would not pursue, so they all showed their magic and ran wildly.

"These disciples... How can these strange cows be like a kind of character?" Qian Huatong finally figured it out at this time, the disciples were frightened and ran desperately, these strange cows were the same, obviously they were also frightened, their minds would not turn, and they would be desperate at this time, it can be said that Fang Cai's spell exacerbated this effect.

Of course, Qian Huatong understands it, it doesn't mean that he will admit it, at most, he just rushed over and saved a few disciples who couldn't react and were about to be crushed by iron hooves.

Gao Jian was also among them, he was almost completely stupid by the scene in front of him, he opened his eyes to countless plate-sized hooves, and no one greeted him before, he was shocked and angry in his heart, but he couldn't do it, so he had to say words of thanks to Qian Huatong repeatedly.

Qian Huatong didn't pay attention to it, it can be said that he watched the herd rush by, and watched more than a dozen disciples being trampled to pieces, but he was powerless to return to the sky.

At this time, Meng Changfei also drove the spell back, and saw the ground where the cattle were galloping past, mixed with more than a dozen balls of blood red, and there were twenty injured disciples, although they were not fatal, their combat effectiveness was also greatly affected, and they couldn't help frowning: "It's really weird, why are these strange cows rushing towards us like crazy for no reason?"

Gao Jian suddenly pointed at the tip of the mountain: "Senior brother, look at that!"

Meng Changfei turned his head suddenly, and sure enough, he saw a figure on the top of another mountain, he was not strong, but very tall, like a green pine, standing on the snow at the top of the mountain, there was no expression on his indifferent face, as if he had met a stranger he had never met, Meng Changfei immediately gritted his teeth: "I know, it must be his ghost!

However, the problem arose again, it was easy to pursue Duan Qing, but almost all of the more than 20 people who were injured had broken bones, even if they took the pill, it would take at least three days to recover, and let them stay in place by themselves, which would be equivalent to exposing the fat to the wild wolves.

However, Meng Changfei made a quick decision, leaving ten people to take care of them, and the rest of them all pursued, and when these people recovered, they could follow the footprints.

Qian Huatong also felt that it was feasible, and no longer hesitated at the moment, driving a hundred-mile talisman, and the whole person suddenly flew out and chased Duan Qing!

"Uncle Beware!" "Uncle Shi beware!" When Meng Changfei raised his hand, Qian Huatong's figure was gone, he looked at the remaining fifty or so disciples, in this kind of hunting, they were indispensable existences, and immediately began to give orders, let them be in a team of five, divided into ten teams, and surround the past in a semicircular shape, which not only had the effect of hunting, but also equivalent to placing ten eyes around.

"I can't find you, I didn't expect you to jump out on your own, so don't blame me. Meng Changfei squinted gloomily, and also took out a hundred-mile talisman and flew past in the direction of the top of the mountain.

However, there is no figure on the top of the mountain.

Meng Changfei hurriedly glanced left and right, and suddenly saw that in a valley, two figures shot alternately, and he immediately understood that Duan Qing and Uncle Shi were competing for spells, but if you think about it carefully, even if Uncle Shi doesn't have a charm, with his cultivation in the Jindan period, there will definitely be no mistakes!