After making up his mind, Zhang Yuanhao hurried towards the six monks to the east.

With the speed of the other party, it would take at least nearly two quarters of an hour to get to the position where Zhang Yuanhao was standing just now.

But Zhang Yuanhao couldn't wait that long, the team of monks riding wildebeest in the north would pass by in a few minutes, and if they stayed here, it would be dangerous.

Putting a magic talisman on his back, Zhang Yuanhao's speed soared and galloped towards the east.

In less than three minutes, Zhang Yuanhao heard the roar of horses' hooves behind him, and knew that it was the group of monks passing by, so he was not so worried, and focused his attention entirely on the six monks in the east.

He's going to leave all six of them behind!

The red feather knife was held in the palm of his hand, and Zhang Yuanhao was hunched over, like a cheetah in predation, ready to attack.

After a long time, there was the sound of footsteps, the rustle of stamping on the frost-stained ground.

Zhang Yuanhao's spiritual sense was released, and the location of the six people was instantly confirmed.

The leader is a middle-aged man, born tall and big, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, his muscles are high and high, and he still carries a few small demon beasts that have been dead for a long time and his blood is congealed on his shoulders, talking and laughing; about four or five meters behind the two, closely followed by two younger monks, both holding a few weapons in their hands, counting carefully, it is exactly six, which shows that all the weapons of all the people are held by these two people, which makes Zhang Yuanhao feel a little more sure in his heart; and then look at the last two, far behind the four people, dragging a wild boar-like demon beast together, the monster is huge, I am afraid that it will weigh no less than a thousand catties, and the ground along the way has dragged out a deep imprint。

Rustle –

The two middle-aged monks stepped on the frost slag, and there was a hint of a smile on their faces, unaware of the impending killing.

Suddenly—

Swish!

The leaves started without wind, and a human head with a smile still on his face flew up, and a large piece of blood spurted out from the headless neck, drenching the middle-aged man beside him.

His head was still looking to the side, with the previous smile on his face, and the person next to him was separated.

Zhang Yuanhao's figure suddenly appeared, as if he appeared out of thin air, and beheaded a monk in an instant.

The blade of the red feather lit up with a touch of turquoise, and the blade of the knife slashed towards the middle-aged monk who was covered in blood and seemed to have no reaction at all.

The man looked at the cold sword, his face showed a trace of fear, and he suddenly waved the corpse of a half-human-tall demon beast on his shoulder, in a vain attempt to use the prey on his shoulder to resist one or two.

Smack.

The Red Feather Knife cut off the prey he was resisting in front of him, along with half of its head and shoulders, and the red and white flowed all over the ground, emitting a pungent smell, and Zhang Yuanhao himself frowned a little.

"Ahh

All of this happened in a matter of seconds, and the two monks died instantly, and only then did the people behind react, letting out a heart-rending roar and tearing eyes.

"Damn it!"

Zhang Yuanhao is not afraid of anything else, he is afraid that they will attract more people.

The Heavenly Eye Technique was instantly blessed on his eyes, Zhang Yuanhao looked left and right, fortunately, he didn't find the monks passing by for more than ten miles around, otherwise this voice might have attracted them all.

"Give me all the death!"

With a flick of his fingers, Zhang Yuanhao shot out a faint sword qi that pierced the heart of a monk, who suddenly fell to the ground on his back and was silent, and with the other hand, a flash of sword qi burst out, splitting another monk with several weapons in his arms in half from head to toe.

In about two or three breaths, Zhang Yuanhao killed the two of them, and the two people who were dragging the wild boar far behind saw this scene, and they were so frightened that they threw the demon beast in their hands indiscriminately, and then fled separately.

It took a lot of effort for Zhang Yuanhao to catch up with the two and kill them one by one. This can't be left alive, otherwise he will be the unlucky one.

After another effort, several corpses were piled together with the corpses of those demon beasts, Zhang Yuanhao found the corpse of the monk who deliberately did not destroy the golden feather tattoo on his neck, took out a dagger, and spit out the spiritual power in his hand, carefully cutting off the dark skin tattooed with golden feathers on his neck, and then threw a fireball technique, incinerating all the corpses into a cloud of flying ashes.

A battle ended in less than five minutes, and most of the time was wasted by Zhang Yuanhao chasing people. Speaking of which, these monks all belong to the very weak category, and they are not Zhang Yuanhao's enemies at all. In fact, in the physical realm, there are also many powerful monks, and they are not as vulnerable as them at all.

Pinching the piece of flesh that was still bloodshot on his hand, Zhang Yuanhao frowned and processed it, and then carefully glued it to his neck according to the position of their tattoos.

Although it is a little disgusting, in order to make less trouble, Zhang Yuanhao can only make this decision.

In this way, the effect can be said to be obvious.

For a whole day, Zhang Yuanhao did not notice the strange eyes from the other monks, and even if he did, he only glanced at him in a hurry, and did not doubt his identity.

In this way, he no longer has to hide, and his speed is noticeably faster.

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After sleeping in the wilderness for a night, Zhang Yuanhao continued to rush towards the Tianshan Mountain.

Last night was the first quarter moon, and there were still about six or seven days before the full moon sacrifice of the Golden Wing tribe once a month, so Zhang Yuanhao spent three days on the road, just enough to reserve a few days to carefully explore the situation around the Golden Wing tribe, so as not to rashly enter the Heavenly Mountain.

According to the tips, the Golden Wing Tribe not only has several powerful monks in the Immortal Realm, but there is even an extremely ancient ancestral beast at the foot of the Heavenly Mountain, which has sheltered the Golden Wing Tribe for thousands of years. Therefore, it is impossible for the monk to sneak in at ordinary times, and only when it is the full moon sacrifice will it leave the foot of the Tianshan Mountain, and at this time, it is the time when Zhang Yuanhao sneaks into the Tianshan Mountain.

Time passed quickly, and the whole day was spent in a tense hurry.

The closer you get to the Heavenly Mountain, the more powerful monks you will meet.

At one point he even met a monk from the Golden Wing Tribe. The monk, who had a pair of small golden wings tattooed around his neck, looked at him from afar, and his eyes felt as if they were burning, and he felt pain.

Unlike those vassal tribe monks, the tattoo on the neck of the Golden Wing Tribe monk is likely to have some kind of induction on their vassal monk, Zhang Yuanhao is now disguised as a vassal monk, and he also has a golden feather tattoo around his neck. Therefore, you must stay away from the monks of the Golden Wing Tribe, otherwise you don't know what will happen.