"Long Aotian, do you know what that is?" Han Liang vaguely felt a faint fluctuation coming from the black solid.

"I can't see what it looks like. Long Aotian said, he is not omniscient.

Han Liang turned his head and waved his hand at Yuan Ming, motioning for him to go away.

Yuan Ming walked away very cooperatively, after all, his strength was a little too good, and he would only drag the cold back.

"You want to hunt it? This beast's level should have reached the seventh level of qi refining, which can be regarded as a training for you, but his territory is very possessive, and once you enter the place where it is in sight, it will fight with you. "Long Aotian really didn't have much interest in this kind of low-level battle.

"I wasn't interested in it, just curious about the black stuff under his feet. "The cold is about to move.

"Then go on. Long Aotian also felt a little interested.

Hearing this, Han Liang slowly walked out. Hearing the sound of the grass behind him, Nixia Yanfanhu immediately turned around and bared his hideous fangs at the cold.

The strange thing is that Nixia Yan Fanhu did not pounce directly as Han Liang imagined. He just signaled to the cold, a low, rolling roar coming out of his throat.

It seems that the stone is not ordinary... Han Liang took another step, and after taking a few steps like this in a row, Nixia Yan Fanhu just had more fierce light in his eyes, and he didn't make any attack, which made Han Liang slightly disappointed, it seemed that he couldn't kill it in one hit.

Thinking about it, Han Liang simply walked towards Nixia Yan Fanhu without any worries. When the cold was only a foot away from it, Nixia Yanfanhu finally couldn't bear it anymore and roared and jumped up. Just showed off his white belly.

A beast is a beast, and there is nothing sentient. Han Liang sneered, and punched out in the air, and the silver-white internal strength slammed into the belly of Nixia Yan Fanhu, blasting Nixia Yanfan Tiger directly out of a few zhang away, and fell deep into the boulder, life and death unknown.

That punch only used three points of force, and the effect that came out made him slightly surprised, originally he just wanted to knock Ni Xia Yan Fanhu away, but he didn't expect to be directly blasted into the stone. Now he was a little worried, will this beast be able to eat it later? It looks so dirty, and it's covered in ash.

Yuan Ming heard a loud noise, and hurriedly ran to the place where Han Liang and Nixia Yan Fanhu were fighting, and silently thought in his heart: Don't be afraid of the cold, Brother Yuan will save you when he comes! I was a little annoyed that I had just left, if I didn't leave, Han Liang might have a better chance of being saved.

But as soon as he arrived, Yuan Ming found that Han Liang was kneeling on one knee on a black stone, carefully observing something.

"Huh?" Han Liang found a flash of blue in the corner of his eyes, turned his head and pointed to the Nixia Yan Fanhu who was blasted in: "I don't know if it's clean or not, the meat is full of dust." Let's go kill another beast again. But why are you in such a hurry?"

Yuan Ming looked at Han Liang with a complicated look, and then looked at Nixia Yan Fanhu who was trapped in the mountain rocks with blurred flesh and blood, and so many times, even Han Liang was a little inexplicable.

"Ahem, I heard some movement here and thought it had been resolved, so I came to you. Yuan Ming covered his mouth a little embarrassed and coughed.

Han Liang instantly understood what Yuan Ming meant, and smiled slightly: "That's really thank you." ”

Yuan Ming's face turned red, and he quickly changed the topic: "What are you looking at?"

"It's nothing, I feel that this stone is very special, and I want to see it. "Chill is telling the truth.

"That... What are you going to do with our lunch?" Yuan Ming felt uncomfortable and kicked away a gravel beside him.

Han Liang stood up and thought about it, and said, "This tiger is too dirty, let's go see something else." As he spoke, he turned and walked up the hill.

Yuan Ming still obediently followed behind the cold.

The sun above his head rose higher and higher, but Han Liang still walked forward vigorously, Yuan Ming didn't understand the meaning of Han Liang, so he had to follow him.

"Go find something to eat, I'm suddenly in trouble. Han Liang suddenly turned his head and said to Yuan Ming behind him.

"Huh?!" Yuan Ming was stunned, stupid. In this barren mountain and wilderness, there are so many fierce beasts, and they are still being beaten here in a minute during the refining period.

Han Liang looked at Yuan Ming, took out a talisman from the storage bag, and handed it to Yuan Ming: "This, you will tear it up when you are in danger, I will arrive in time." Well, when the hunt comes, wait for me here. "This is what Long Aotian taught him, I don't know why, things from Long Aotian always come in handy.

Long Aotian saw what Han Liang was thinking, and was speechless in his heart: "These are all good or bad monks' experience, and there is always nothing wrong with learning more." ”

Yuan Ming's somewhat apprehensive heart finally calmed down, and his speed and strength of the cold cold could now be said to be almost to the point of worship. As soon as he took the talisman, the coldness turned into an afterimage and disappeared from his field of vision.

Why is this talisman a little fragrant? Yuan Ming smelled a faint fragrance, unlike rouge gouache, although the smell is fragrant, there is always a feeling of astringency and astringency.

"What do you smell again?" Long Aotian could see that the cold was moving forward in a directional direction.

"Refining the Eightfold Divine Spirit, a watershed higher than my cultivation. It's not like a fierce beast, it's likely to be the old demon in the deep mountains mentioned in the sect. The cold face was a little solemn, no wonder the fat man howled like a pig when he saw him taking this task. This kind of cultivation is far beyond that of ordinary elders in the sect.

"Such a dangerous task should not be on the list. Long Aotian frowned.

"But they let it go, isn't it strange?" the cold followed the strange smell and burrowed into a stone path. The inner wall of the stone tunnel is very smooth and looks like it was hewn by hand. But in this barren mountains and mountains, how could someone dig a stone road?

"Somebody should live here, and you walk ahead and see what you find. "Long Aotian also feels very strange, the old demon in the deep mountains, he shouldn't do this, they all live in ready-made stone caves.

The cold continued to walk into the stone path, and the surrounding area was getting darker and darker, but it had no effect on the cold.

Before he took a hundred steps, a foul smell mixed with a fishy smell came to his nose, and he pinched his nose and frowned. What is so disgusting?

When I looked closely, there was a cave three or four times larger than the stone road, with pots and pans in it, and some bones of fierce beasts piled up in the lower right corner. There are also some uneaten meats that have rotted and stinky on the cutting board. A little beside it was the corpse of a fresh beast, bubbling out with blood.

Han Liang looked at the corpse of the bleeding beast, and his heart tightened, oh no, it was still here!

Suddenly, a chill rose behind the coldness. He turned around and threw a punch, but he pounced.

"Hey, are all the children so reckless now?" said an old woman's sigh to the left of the cold man.

Han Liang quickly retreated to the side, staring vigilantly at the old woman in front of him with a lot of sarcomas on her face. Is this the old demon in the deep mountains that the sect says? It looks really terrifying, and the people in the sect who took over this task are afraid that they will be scared away before they can fight her.

The old woman looked up and down for a while, and nodded a little surprised: "Kong Wuzong still has such a genius, he has already reached the fifth level of refining gods at a young age, and his future is immeasurable." ”

The old woman muttered something to herself as she nodded.

Han Liang was wondering, and the old woman finally spoke to Han Liang: "You took over the task from the sect and came out to get my body, right?"

The old woman's toothless mouth squirmed, and the corners of her mouth were drooling.

This is almost akin to the existence of the devil for the cold who has a habit of cleanliness!

Cold, mechanical nodded.

"That's it, anyway, I'm going to be in the ground in a few days, if you want to fight, just fight, start quickly, I don't like pain. The old woman's face was very calm.

Cold frowned, he didn't like that, she made him feel like a failure.

The old woman's cloudy eyes caught the cold expression, straightened her body, and muttered with some dissatisfaction: "I'm almost in the ground, and you won't pity me? Forget it, since you want to beat me, I will accompany you!"

But Han Liang clearly saw a trace of excitement flashing in the old woman's eyes, just like a child.

The old woman took a piccolo out of her sleeve and gently blew it against her mouth.

The sound of the flute was melodious and pleasant, but Han Liang felt that there were ten thousand thorns piercing his soul, Han Liang gritted his teeth and threw a punch at the old woman.

There was a roaring momentum, and with that punch, the old woman's figure was repelled a few feet. smashed against the stone wall, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

The power of this son is amazing! The childlike playfulness in the old woman's eyes is even heavier. Looks like I'm underestimating you.

The old woman didn't take advantage of the cold to react, and put the piccolo against her lips again. The sound of the flute was like a poisonous snake tearing at the cold soul, and the strange thing was that the cold was powerless to resist.

"Bang!" As the sound waves exploded around the old woman, Han Liang was knocked into the gable and fell to the ground.

"Cough!" Han Liang wiped the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, a terrifying cold light burst out of his eyes, and in the case of severe pain in his soul, he suddenly raised his arm, a roaring momentum, with that punch, the piccolo in the old woman's hand shattered, and her body was also blasted away.

"Whew!" At the same time as the old woman's figure was blasted away, several poisonous darts flew out of her sleeve and shot straight into the cold.

The sound like the collision of steel sounded, and Han Liang glanced at the poison dart that fell to the ground unscathed, and the figure flickered, like a wild bull to the old woman and slammed straight into the old woman, with a loud "bang", the old woman was deeply smashed into the stone, and with a "wow" sound, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Han Liang looked at the old woman who was deep in the rocks, and raised her hand expressionlessly, about to give the final blow·······

"Hahaha·····" The old woman laughed with blood in her mouth, "If you don't fight, you won't fight, just a few moves are really happy." It was the last time I'd had such a fun time in my life. ”

Han Liang put down his hand and watched the old woman climb out of the stone wall and slowly sit on the ground.

"The future is terrifying!" the old woman smiled and looked cold, "If it weren't for my age, I really wanted to have another good fight with you." It's a pity that people are old and useless. ”

"Are you the old demon in the deep mountains mentioned in the sect?" Han Liang asked a little puzzled.

The old woman was upset: "Those brazen people can call me that, but you can't." ”

Han Liang bowed respectfully: "I was offended just now." ”

The old woman nodded with satisfaction, and then said to Han Liang with a solemn expression: "Actually, this is their deception. ”

The scam was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly figured out, this should be why the sect would put this task on the list.

"Do you want to know what they're for?" the old woman smiled.

"Why?"