No longer caring about the variables brought by Hao Qiang's group, Han Yuan walked a little farther away, and the tracing compass returned to normal, taking him and continuing to walk forward. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info it's just that the deeper you go into the mountains and forests, the more weird Han Yuan feels.

For no other reason, it's so quiet!

The deeper he went, the more he felt that there was a dead silence here, with only insects chirping from time to time and occasionally chirping in the mountains, and the occasional sparrow jumping on the branches. He had already crossed most of the Red Maple Mountain, and the only animal that was larger was a hare that had jumped past him—and there was only one. As for the bigger deer and wolf, no, not one! There were many dead animals buried under the grass and trees, without exception, all of them had their blood drained and died. The corpses turned into nutrients, and the vegetation here grew unusually luxuriantly, and some of the bushes were half a man tall. Except for this vitality, the entire Red Maple Mountain, which is almost no different from Tianjiang Village in the outside world, has become a dead place.

There is no doubt that this is absolutely inseparable from the demon cultivation behind the scenes. It's just that I don't know what he wants so much inferior blood for? Even if he wants to cultivate, then it's better to pick some blood that cultivates into a strong bloodline and pure blood, the blood of mortals and beasts has no aura at all, it is full of impurities, and it is better to kill two monks than to slaughter a village, let alone beasts, which demon cultivator has a brain into the water to do such a thankless task? There are also many monks in the Xuanyou Sect who rely on blood to cultivate, and I haven't seen anyone run to slaughter mortals.

However, there are also a lot of crazy people in the demon cultivator, and they don't do things according to common sense at all, and Han Yuan is too lazy to think about it. He plans to find the demon cultivator behind the scenes, determine his identity and strength, and then return to the sect to hand over the task. As for the guy who has nothing to do to provoke the Xuanyou Sect, the battle hall of the sect is not a decoration, so he doesn't need to worry about it.

Han Yuan took two steps, suddenly stopped, his arm moved slightly, and the half-meter-tall weed broke in response. He leaned down/leaned over, using the bone dagger as a hoe, and struck twice on the soft ground, revealing a half-decomposed corpse. He searched the side again, and not far away he dug up another corpse dressed in gray, and his body was broken into several pieces, leaving a layer of flesh and skin. Of course, the blood was also drained.

This is it.

The two outer disciples who were at the peak of Qi cultivation were the unlucky ones who took over this task before Han Yuan. It was their failure and death that made this mission finally hung up with the bright red color of "mortality". This is a pair of twin brothers, only one step away from building the foundation, the two of them can even fight to build the foundation, and they were originally quite famous masters in the outer gate, but unfortunately they died here.

The corpse decomposed quickly, and this was a mountain forest, so it wouldn't look like it in half a month, but Han Yuan could still see something, which made him mutter. There was no damage from swords and other sharp weapons on the corpse, and there was no trace of spell bombing, and the expression was a look of defeat and determination that he knew he would die, and it did not look like he had been tricked by illusion or was intimidated by evil spirits and died. But looking at the vertebrae that one person broke into several vertebrae and another hole that penetrated his chest, it is estimated that he was entangled in some kind of long whip weapon and strangled into several pieces, and the other person was directly poked in half by a hard long whip.

The point is, how can there be such a long whip!

Han Yuan himself had used the long whip for a while, and of course he knew the characteristics of this type of weapon. The attack power of the whip mainly comes from the power brought by the whip, and it is not difficult to tie up the person, but it is simply impossible to tie the person into several sections with direct force at the same time, or to become as straight as a stick. With this ability, you can't get along with mortal beasts, which great god is so idle? Unless...... The so-called person behind the scenes is not a person at all. This weird wound is like a snake, or an octopus tentacle or something.

Han Yuan's face was serious, and he pulled out a sword with a gap from the soil. He reached out and stroked the deep blood groove on his sword, and his judgment became more and more firm.

The blood gauge is an important presence on the weapon. Not only can it make the sword sharper and more stable, but it can also make the blood flow down/down the blood trough, and the addition of two bloodthirsty formations is a killing weapon. Generally speaking, after a few battles, there will be a faint evil qi and blood qi on the blood tank, and the dried blood will coagulate into a layer of dark red blood frost, and a layer will be dropped with a wipe of the hand. But the blood groove of the sword in front of him was shining silver, and it was so clean that it could shine brightly.

If a monk wants to draw blood, it doesn't matter if he uses it to drink for cultivation or even to take a bath, as for touching all the blood on the sword that has long dried up? So, the only creature who can do such a thing, some creature that has no intelligence but knows how to follow instinct and plunder blood!

The names of all kinds of demon beasts that rely on blood sucking for a living flashed in his mind, although he didn't know what kind of demon beast it was, but Han Yuan didn't plan to continue to track it down. If it was a human, he didn't mind finding out the identity of the other party, but now that he knew it was a demon beast, he really didn't want to take this risk. Within the same rank, the combat power of the demon beast was much higher than that of the human cultivator, and the other party could easily kill at least two outer disciples who were at the peak of their qi cultivation, even if he had a cold glass, he was not willing to provoke. The task was enough at this moment, and there was no benefit, so he didn't bother to continue.

Between his right fingers was a pale yellow talisman paper, which was the five explosive talismans that Tang Rou had just thrown away, which was picked up by Han Yuan. As soon as the fire burst into the wind, the bursting fire burned the bodies of the two disciples to ashes in an instant, and Han Yuan received them in a small box. He touched the ground and found the identity tokens of the two disciples and put them in the storage bag together. These two people are also lucky, although they died outside, but they were finally discovered by Han Yuan, and they could have an ending of collecting their bodies and returning to their sects. As for the other disciples, they can only rot quietly underground, nourishing the plants and trees. Monks or something, in the face of death, are actually no different from beasts in the mountains and forests.

Han Yuan was about to leave when a frightened scream suddenly came from not far away. He frowned, his toes touched the ground a little, and the whole person immediately rose into the air and landed nimbly on the tree. He restrained his breath, as if he were a sensitive ape, shuttling through the woods, heading in the direction of the screams.

Hidden in the canopy of the trees, the cold abyss silently watched the tragedy below. There was a corpse lying under the tree, half to be exact, because the back of the waist had been thrown two or three meters away. A little farther away was the corpse of a disciple looming under a tree, apparently too dead to die anymore. Not surprisingly, despite the brutality of their corpses, not a single drop of blood was left on the ground, and they were all apparently sucked clean. Hao Qiang protected Tang Rou behind him, and waved a flag in the air in his hand, and with each wave, a golden-red fire snake came out of the banner, entangled with the flying dark red vines on the ground.

Those dark red vines emerge from the ground, small finger thick, large adult / human / leg thick, dancing in the air tiger and unpredictable. When a vine fell, it easily smashed two or three fiery snakes into fireworks. However, the fiery serpent born from the banner artifact was also very powerful, the golden-red flames crackled, and the vines were burned in the flames to dehydrate and shrunk, and in a short time a small dried vine fell on the ground. It's just that Han Yuan knows in his heart that although the current situation is still good, the fire snake surrounds the two, and every vine close to them has turned into dry strips, but as more and more vines emerge from the ground, Hao Qiang's spiritual power is getting less and less, and their death is only a matter of time!