Three days later.

There are still hundreds of miles away from Tiantian Mountain, but Zhang Yuanhao can already faintly see the skyscraper phantom that towers into the sky. Hundreds of miles away, the majestic and magnificent scene of the Tianshan Mountain, like a pillar supporting the sky, comes into view.

The sky is overturned, and the mountains are facing north, but they are tilting to the south, and the black pressure for dozens of miles is overshadowed. Zhang Yuanhao could even see the gray realm growing in the distance in Shanyin, where the plants were very short due to the lack of sunlight for many years.

Along the way, Zhang Yuanhao has seen a lot of monks from the Northland, from different tribes, large and small, because he is afraid of revealing his whereabouts, Zhang Yuanhao can only try to drill into the sparsely populated forests or mountains, but he still inevitably met many monks.

"It's time to give up on the camel!"

Zhang Yuanhao made the camel beast stop in a mountain forest, looked at the uninhabited territory around him, and made up his mind.

He's had recovered a lot from the injury on his shoulder. In the past three days, Zhang Yuanhao has combed the wound with spiritual power every day, and some parts of the wound have even begun to scab.

According to Zhang Yuanhao's estimate, this place is still at least 800 miles away from Tiantian Mountain, and if he rushes at his current speed, it will take at least three days or more.

But that's enough.

Although the speed of the pursuers was much faster than his, they didn't know what Zhang Yuanhao's purpose was, and they could only rely on their breath to pursue them all the way. As long as Zhang Yuanhao left the camel beast and hurried by himself, covering up his aura along the way, they would not be able to pursue themselves at all.

Zhang Yuanhao took out a few pills from the storage bag to stimulate potential, stuffed them into the mouth of the camel beast, touched its head, and laid a simple induction circle on its head, this magic circle will lure it in one direction all the way, and it will not stop unless night falls.

The camel beast hadn't eaten for three days, and had taken a lot of potentiating pills, so even if it wasn't killed by the people who caught up with it to vent its anger, it wouldn't live long.

Watching the camel beast go all the way to the northwest, a trace of pity flashed in Zhang Yuanhao's eyes, and then gradually became cold.

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After carefully eliminating his aura in the mountains and forests, Zhang Yuanhao changed his appearance again, changed his appearance, changed into a beast skin coat, and became the same as an ordinary Northland monk, the only difference was that he did not have the fierce physical cultivation aura of a Northland monk.

Walking out of the mountains and forests, Zhang Yuanhao continued to hurry in the direction of Tianshan Mountain.

Relying on the Divine Talisman, it would take him at least three days to reach the foot of the Heavenly Mountain.

Along the way, Zhang Yuanhao saw several groups of monks passing by one after another, and a golden feather-style tattoo could be seen on their necks.

These are all vassal tribesmen of the Golden Wing Tribe, as evidenced by the tattoos on their necks.

A huge tribe like the Golden Wing Tribe, the boundaries within a radius of thousands of miles are all within their jurisdiction, sitting on hundreds of large and small vassal tribes, with extremely long tentacles, it can be said that Zhang Yuanhao is their eyeliner wherever he goes.

Thundered!

There was a roar in the distance, and in the distance you could see the dust raised. Zhang Yuanhao hurriedly avoided it, and in a moment, a group of Northland monks riding wildebeest roared past.

The wildebeest is a demon beast in the middle and late stages of Qi training, and it is one of the most popular mounts in the Northland, and it enjoys the advantages of fast speed and high stamina. Although it does not have the high weight of camels, it is also capable of carrying thousands of pounds.

On the horned horse, the monk is strong, and the person at the head is even more muscular, imposing like a mountain, riding a huge wildebeest more than two people high, there is no doubt that he is a monk of the Divine Power Realm. And looking at their necks, they are also tattooed with a small golden feather, and they are all vassals of the Golden Wing tribe.

On the back of the wildebeest, in addition to the monks who were riding, there were one or two bloody beast corpses, obviously this was a team returning from hunting.

Seeing that Zhang Yuanhao was alone, the Divine Power Realm monk led by him even deliberately turned his head to look at him, with a hint of doubt in his eyes, but he didn't stay long, but led the cultivators to drive the wildebeest away.

Zhang Yuanhao's heart finally let go, and there was a trace of cold sweat behind him.

The closer he got to the Golden Wing Tribe, the more uneasy Zhang Yuanhao felt.

There are more and more monks in the vicinity, and they avoid it completely. The nearby tribes were almost all vassal tribes of the Golden Wing Tribe, and they all had golden feather tattoos on their necks, and after he had been gone for so long, there were already many monks looking at him with a little strange eyes.

Moreover, Zhang Yuanhao does not know the ancient lingua franca, and he can't communicate with these northern monks at all, and once he is interrogated, he will definitely reveal his stuff, which is the most terrifying.

I heard Cai Lunhui say that some large tribes in the extreme north are very disgusted with mainland monks, and if they see mainland monks within their territory, then if the latter escapes slowly, they will definitely die there.

If it is not of my race, its heart will be different!

It's a terrifying thought, but it's a true portrayal of most of the tribes of the Northlands.

With a feeling of apprehension, Zhang Yuanhao intentionally or unintentionally avoided many batches of monks through the Heavenly Eye Technique, and slowly traveled more than ten miles.

But as the monks became more and more dense, Zhang Yuanhao finally had a time when he was stretched.

At this moment, under the prying eyes of the Heavenly Eye Technique, Zhang Yuanhao found that a team of monks riding wildebeest suddenly appeared more than ten miles in front of him, galloping in the direction where he was, and on his left and right, there were also monks coming one after another several miles away.

The wildebeest galloped up, and it didn't even take half an hour to reach it for more than ten miles, and there was no room for him to hide.

After thinking about it, Zhang Yuanhao made a decision.

He walked towards a group of monks on his right.

After the exploration of the Heavenly Eye Technique, he found that there was a group of monks walking towards him about five miles to his right, there were six of them, and their strength was not very high, Zhang Yuanhao was sure to take it down.

Instead of hiding like this, it's better to fight!

Zhang Yuanhao plans to rob and kill the monks and steal the tattoos on their necks.

That's right, it's stealing.

Why not just imitate one?

Zhang Yuanhao had also thought so, but when his spiritual sense probed the tattoos on their necks up close, he found that these golden feather tattoos were actually painted with some extremely special pigment, and there were rough patterns engraved on them.

This kind of pattern can be echoed with another pattern that matches it.

In other words, even if Zhang Yuanhao can imitate the formation pattern, he can't find this kind of pigment, and if it is seen by the monk who carries the echoing formation pattern, it will be a dead end.

Therefore, he could only steal the tattoos on the necks of other monks.