Han Chu's strength was already above the two of them, and the two of them were not lightly injured, so Han Chu took a breath and approached the sneak attack, killing the two of them with one blow.

Devouring the huge essence blood and soul of the two of them, he searched out a storage bag from each of them, forcibly suppressed the flying sword aura with dead energy, and put the two flying swords that were constantly struggling to fly away into the blood coffin.

Sacrificing a fire talisman and burning the two dried corpses into ashes, they were disposed of in less than a minute, and after Han Chu made sure that there were no clues left, he discerned the direction and quickly chased in the direction where the burly Taoist priest had fled.

It's not that Han Chu is too cautious, but the matter of killing people and snatching treasures is a taboo in the cultivation world, these two young monks are quite wealthy, obviously the power of the master behind them is not small, if the other party's master finds clues, he will definitely be bombarded and killed, and there is not even a scum left.

"Damn! Unlucky! Where did the evil cultivator come from! What a ruthless method!"

Although the burly Taoist priest fled, what happened behind him was still clearly reflected in his mind, and he clearly watched Han Chu's actions.

Killing people and grabbing treasures, dealing with traces, especially killing the little lady with fine skin and tender meat, didn't even blow up her eyes, and even didn't let go of her soul so ruthlessly.

Such a ruthless method, skillful movements, suddenly made the burly Taoist priest's heart twitch violently, a red light appeared on his body, and the speed of escape was even faster, that kid was ruthless, he saw the scene of the other party's killing and grabbing treasures, if he was caught up, it would definitely be the end of his soul.

Riding the light, the burly Taoist priest flew out dozens of miles in one breath, until the seriously injured body was consumed to the extreme, and he had to stop, leaning on a vine and moss to make up for the entanglement of the huge trunk, the burly Taoist priest was panting while looking back nervously.

"Huhu has been running away for so long, that guy shouldn't catch up!"

There was a quiet in the dense forest behind him, and there were faint sounds of finches and insects, and it was peaceful, and the burly Taoist priest breathed a sigh of relief, and the nervous look on his face gradually dissipated.

"Damn Niubi, when the ancestor and I heal from my injuries, I must peel you alive and use your soul to raise the devil!" Touching the huge wound on his waist that almost cut his body in half, the burly Taoist priest grinned in pain, and his facial features twisted to greet the person who injured him with the most vicious words.

If he hadn't been seriously injured, with his cultivation, he might have been chased and killed by two juniors who had just built a foundation, and where would he need to be so frightened as he was just now.

The vicious curse in his mouth, his face was also extremely dignified, and the burly Taoist priest also knew that his own injuries had been traumatized to such an extent that most of his body cultivation had been ruined, unless he was willing to give up his current body of cultivation to regain his cultivation, otherwise this body injury would not be recovered after decades of recuperation.

took out two pills from the black storage bag around his waist and stuffed them into his mouth, the burly Taoist priest raised his head and swallowed the pills in his lower abdomen, his body slammed, his pupils contracted violently, and he stared at a lush purple canopy opposite him in surprise and fear.

"This fellow Daoist, why did you rush away in such a hurry? I also saved your life, and you left in such a hurry?" Han Chu appeared on the purple-shirted trunk opposite at some point, his face was filled with a thick black dead air, and only a pair of strange and oozing eyes shone brightly.

"Poor Dao Blood River, thank you for saving your life! I have something important to do, and I am inconvenient! I can't thank you, and I hope that Daoyou is not strange!

If he hadn't seen the scene just now, Xuehe might have been deceived by Han Chu's smile, but he knew better than anyone else how decisive and ruthless this pale-faced young monk's methods were.

Hurriedly bent down and said in a low voice, although if the cultivation is above Han Chu, but now the situation is stronger than people, he is seriously injured, and he can't afford not to bow his head.

Han Chu's figure flickered, and suddenly appeared in front of Xuehe, grinning and asking directly, "You saw it all just now?"

"I didn't see it! I didn't see anything!" Blood River reacted suddenly, killing people and taking treasures is a monk's taboo, since the other party is seen by himself, he will definitely not allow himself to leave.

He has been cultivating for many years, and his temperament has already been exercised decisively, so he did not hesitate to tear off the storage bag on his waist and hold it in front of Han Chu with both hands, "This storage bag has been with me for decades, and the treasures, elixirs, and spells I have obtained from my half-life cultivation are all in it, including the meat and zhi seen by those two small paths, all of which are given to Taoist friends, I am willing to swear by my soul, and I will never talk about what I have seen and heard, and tell anyone." ”

Han Chu smiled, looked this decisive blood-robed Taoist priest up and down with appreciation, and then squinted his eyes slightly and smiled, "Even if you swear, if someone smokes your soul, they will naturally know about today's events as well! Only the dead are absolutely safe! besides"

Han Chu glanced at the storage bag in Xuehe's hand with a slight mockery, pursed his lips and sneered, "Besides, as long as I kill you, these things are originally mine." ”

Xuehe's already ugly face turned even more pale with fright, and he beat his chest and said in a painful voice, "This fellow Daoist, everyone is a member of the Demon Dao, and it has not been easy all these years, and it has suffered heavy losses to be suppressed by those hypocritical dog Taoist priests, and we are killing each other like this, wouldn't it make the relatives painful and the enemies happy!"

His eyes rolled and stared at Han Chu's expression tightly, and Xuehe's tone changed suddenly, and he suddenly became extremely proud again, "Besides, I am the most promising disciple of the Red Blood Sect in the Northern Mountain, although the strength of the Daoist is strong, but if I am bent on killing me, even if I don't want it by name, I am afraid that the counterattack on the verge of death will not be able to withstand the Daoist Friend." ”

patted his chest and then said triumphantly, "Besides, this storage bag is only part of my income, if Daoist friends are willing to let me go today, when I return to the sect, I will definitely give half of all my treasures and wealth to Daoist friends!"

Beibi Mountain?

Han Chu's heart moved slightly, the place where Jiao Li sent him the message was under the Beibi Mountain, although there was still some time, but it would be a good thing if there was such a person who was familiar with the terrain, and Han Chu also knew that what he lacked most now was his knowledge of this world, this blood river was extraordinary, he had practiced for nearly a hundred years, and the rich knowledge and experience on his body was exactly what Han Chu lacked now.

"What did Daoist friends say!Everyone is in the same vein, how can I do the same thing in the same room!" Han Chu said with a bright smile on his face, and he said extremely kindly.

"Damn! This little bastard can change his face faster than he flips through a book! I don't know who it was just now, he almost put the knife on Lao Tzu's neck!"

Xuehe muttered secretly in his heart, but Han Chu's moodiness made his heartstrings even tighter, and how dare he show anything on his face, a flattering and humble smile echoed Han Chu's words, "That's right! Daoyou is really right! How can you fight in the same room!"

A faint cold light flashed in his dark eyes, and Han Chu laughed in a low voice, "Of course, if I leave the Blood River Friend alive!, then can the Blood River Friend also swear by his soul, for example, hand over a wisp of soul to me to establish a contract? ”

Han Chu said lightly, the dead qi on his body was surging, and a human head-sized Xuanyin Yin Thunder had been condensed in his hand, and he would throw it out if he said a word in the blood river.

Wisps of black flames and wandering thunder snakes emerged from the Yin Thunder, and the suffocating terrifying Yin Thunder energy continued to emanate outward, suddenly making Blood River's face even more iron-clad and difficult to look at.

The fierce light in his eyes couldn't be suppressed, and the blood river glared at Han Chu viciously, and roared angrily in a low voice.

"Daoyou's request is too much!"

Surrendering a wisp of his soul to establish a contract, wouldn't that be equivalent to handing over his net worth and life to someone else's hands, and it is eternal life, even if he enters reincarnation, he can't break free.

Han Chu waved his hand casually, and said lightly with a nonchalant expression, "I'm just making a suggestion, and you can also completely disapprove of it, Blood River Friend!"

Shaking the Xuanying Yin Thunder the size of a human head in his hand, although Han Chu's tone was flat, Xuehe also knew very well what the result would be if he didn't accept this suggestion, and although it was only a hasty meeting, with the ruthless and decisive means of the monk in front of him, he was definitely scattered, and he didn't even have the slightest chance to escape and enter reincarnation.

"The tiger fell in Pingyang and was bullied by dogs!!"

Xuehe's face turned pale, and he smiled helplessly in his heart, thinking that his dignified Fake Dan Monk, the most talented disciple of the Red Blood Sect, could condense the Golden Pill at any time and be promoted to the position of the elder of the Red Blood Sect, but now he was coerced by a small foundation building monk, and he had no strength to fight back.

"Okay, okay, damn it! You've won! I'm willing to hand over my soul, but you also want me to promise that you can't let me do what I don't want to do, and you can't deliberately harm my interests!"

With a wry laugh, Blood River grinned helplessly.

Han Chu sneered, and the black light burst out on the sharp claws, and he grabbed a blow in the injured waist of the blood river, which was sharp enough to compare to the claws of the flying sword, and easily tore five deep blood marks on the waist of the blood river.

The Blood River screamed heavily, but Han Chu sneered impatiently and snorted, "Lord Blood River, figure out your own current situation, my patience is limited! Either hand over your soul or your soul will be scattered! You have no choice!"

The wild domineering aura and cold and pure murderous aura contained in the bloodline of Han Chu's Golden Armor Corpse King burst out, and the frightened Blood River's heart twitched violently, and he hurriedly shouted loudly, "Okay! I am willing to hand over my soul, I am willing!"

The finger slammed into the center of the eyebrows, and a vague phantory shadow appeared on the blood river, and with a wave of his hand, he cut off a trace of it, turning into a curling white smoke and emitting it.

Blood River was already seriously injured, and at this time, his soul was damaged, and he was suddenly injured and injured, and he couldn't stop spitting out a mouthful of blood in his mouth.