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This Tianyan Valley is said to be a valley, but after entering, it is an endless plain. Han Changlin can vaguely see mountains standing on the horizon.
These peaks are extremely high, and the upper part is completely white, and it looks like they are covered by thick snow.
Looking into the distance, Han Changlin couldn't help but show a hesitant expression on his face. Before he came in, he overlooked one thing, that is, he didn't know anything about the location of the Eight Gods Palace in Tianyan Valley.
The main reason is that Han Changlin did not expect that the area of Tianyan Valley would be so large. Wherever he looked, he could not see the edges at all.
Rather than saying that this is a secret realm, it is better to say that this is a small world.
After Han Changlin thought for a moment, he used his escape technique and flew towards the mountains in the distance.
The reason why Han Changlin did not fly with a weapon was mainly because he was worried that his escape would attract the attention of the Golden Core monks. Han Changlin believed that with the realm of the Golden Core monks, it would not be difficult to pass through the illusion.
The plain where Han Changlin is currently seems to be deserted, but who knows if there are some immortal cultivators hiding in the dark, watching his every move.
The spiritual light emitted by Han Changlin's escape technique is very inconspicuous. Unless the opponent is very close to him or releases his spiritual consciousness to search, it will be difficult to notice him.
As Han Changlin flew by, he spread out his spiritual consciousness and paid attention to the surrounding movements.
And after flying for more than ten miles, Han Changlin also released several second-order soul-eating insects, and controlled these soul-eating insects through his spiritual consciousness to fly a thousand feet away from him, always alert to the surrounding situation.
As long as he finds something wrong, Han Changlin will use the soul concealment technique without hesitation and run away.
Suddenly, Han Changlin saw seven or eight thick rays of light flying from a distance, also heading in the direction of the mountains on the horizon. Han Changlin couldn't help but look happy on his face.
Originally, he was worried that he didn't know the location of the Eight God Palace and might just wander around in the Tianyan Valley. Now that he saw the escape light, it seemed to him that as long as he hid far behind, he should be able to find the Eight God Palace. .
Han Changlin could tell from the size of the seven or eight rays of light that these people were in the late stage of Foundation Establishment just like him. With Han Changlin's spiritual awareness far exceeding that of ordinary late stage Foundation Establishment monks, he secretly followed behind. Several people cannot be discovered at all.
Han Changlin followed a few people and flew another twenty or thirty miles. Suddenly, a huge fiery red sword light dozens of feet long flew out from the slanting thorn. The sword light was like a sky-shattering rainbow, sweeping over.
Seeing this scene, the faces of the seven or eight people all changed drastically. Almost without thinking, they divided into several directions and fled in all directions.
Just by seeing the astonishing fiery red sword light, they knew that a Jindan monk had taken action.
The Immortal Cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage had almost no power to fight back against the Golden Pill Ancestor. Han Changlin was frightened by this scene, and he used the Soul Hide Technique almost without thinking.
A piece of black mist gushes out from his body. In the blink of an eye, the black mist disperses, and Han Changlin's figure has completely disappeared.
"Senior, as a golden elixir stage monk, why do you need to be as experienced as juniors like us? As long as the seniors are merciful, I am willing to obey the instructions of the seniors."
The huge fiery red sword light saw that those people were very alert and knew how to scatter and escape. The sword light hesitated for a moment and then slashed towards a gray-robed monk.
With the foundation-building monk's escape speed, he was no match for the golden elixir monk. After a few breaths, the huge red sword light had already arrived behind the gray-robed monk, less than a few feet away.
Feeling the blazing sword energy behind him, the gray-robed monk's face turned pale with fear, and his eyes showed a look of despair. He held on to his last hope and shouted loudly, hoping that the golden elixir ancestor could open the net. On the one hand, even if he gave up everything in exchange for his life, he would still be willing to do so.
"Hey, I'm not interested in you at all, so I'd better stay alive."
On the plain a hundred feet away, a light red light flashed, revealing an old man in his sixties.
The old man was looking at the people fleeing in the distance with a sneer on his face, a murderous look in his eyes.
"ah..."
A shrill scream came, and the gray-robed monk was cut in half by the red sword light without any suspense. Not only that, the two remaining bodies were also instantly turned into a rain of blood by the sword light. The gray-robed monk The monk's soul was not spared and was annihilated along with his body.
However, the storage bag on the waist of the gray-robed monk remained intact. The moment it fell, it was suddenly pulled by an invisible force and flew towards the sixty-year-old man.
It fell into the old man's hands in the blink of an eye. He put it into his arms without looking at it.
A red spiritual light suddenly enveloped it, and then turned into a red rainbow, flying towards the distance, and the fiery red sword light had already changed its direction and shot in another direction.
Another white-robed monk had flown hundreds of feet away. Although his companion's shrill screams made him feel frightened, he was secretly glad at the same time. If his companion's death hadn't attracted the attention of the golden elixir ancestor, he might not have been able to do it at all. There's no way to escape.
Seeing that he was about to fly thousands of feet away, the white-robed monk suddenly heard a cold snort in his ears. This fright was not trivial, and the white-robed monk was almost scared to death.
His face turned pale, and even his lips turned purple in an instant. Then a look of determination appeared on his face. He patted the storage bag on his waist, and a series of blue light spots shot out behind him.
"Yimu Thunder Pearl? You want to threaten me with such a small skill?"
As the words fell, a fiery red sword light instantly involved a series of cyan light and electricity into the sword light. After a series of lightning flashes, the speed of the fiery red sword light did not slow down at all.
In the blink of an eye, he was several feet behind the white-robed monk.
"Senior, have mercy on me. Senior, please have mercy on me."
As soon as the white-robed monk begged for mercy, he stopped abruptly. Like the previous gray-robed monk, he was twisted into a shower of blood under the fiery red sword light, and his soul disappeared.
Hundreds of feet away, Han Changlin squatted quietly beside a raised rock mountain, his expression extremely ugly.
He never expected that there would actually be a Jindan ancestor who was willing to lose face and kill even the foundation-building monks. Is this because he is poor and crazy?
But after thinking about it, Han Changlin understood again that these Jindan ancestors came to Tianyan Valley most likely for chance.
This opportunity naturally included plundering a large number of foundation-building monks, but Han Changlin did not expect that he would encounter such a murderous old man.
He was ruthless and decisive in his actions, and showed no mercy when he made a move. In just a few breaths, two late-stage foundation-building monks were already dead and easily killed by him.
After killing two people, the sixty-year-old man obviously had no intention of letting the others go. Two of them even flew four to five miles away. However, this distance could easily be covered by the spiritual consciousness of the Golden Core cultivator. .
So after killing the white-robed monk and collecting his storage bag, the sixty-year-old man once again emerged from his body with a red light, wrapped it, and then turned into a thick escaping light, heading towards the remaining people. He chased it in the direction and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Behind the rocks, Han Changlin watched all this with fear. He was not sure whether his soul concealment technique could really hide his traces under the spiritual consciousness of the sixty-year-old man.
However, judging from the fact that the golden elixir ancestor did not attack him, he probably did not notice him.
Of course, the main reason is that he has been following those people from a distance, and the moment the Jindan monk took action, he used the Soul Hide Technique. The Soul Hide Technique itself has the ability to hide and sneak.
After pondering for a while, Han Changlin flew away in another direction. Although the Soul Hide Technique can hide his body, it is only effective for an hour. Once this time exceeds, he will appear again.
If the golden elixir ancestor happened to come back, he would be in a very bad situation.
Just as Han Changlin left, a series of screams were heard in the distance, which seemed very abrupt on this endless plain. Even Han Changlin, who had already flown more than ten miles away, felt frightened.
He sighed in his heart. Needless to say, all those monks died at the hands of the sixty-year-old man. Han Changlin had faced the pursuit of Jindan monks and had also killed Jindan monks.
But after seeing the sixty-year-old man take action, Han Changlin understood that the gap between the immortal cultivators in the Golden Core Stage and the immortal cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage could simply be described as a world of difference.
These people have lived for hundreds of years. Although they are in the early or middle stage of the Golden Elixir, their experience and magic weapons far exceed those of the foundation-building immortal cultivators.
After Han Changlin left the cup of tea, a red light suddenly flashed next to the bluestone where Han Changlin had been hiding, revealing the figure of an old man.
"Huh? It's strange. There was clearly a mana fluctuation here just now, but why did it disappear without a trace in the blink of an eye?"
The old man murmured to himself, and then his face flashed red.
The bright red sword light, centered on the old man, flew out in all directions, but after the sword light spread hundreds of feet, it dispersed and disappeared.
The old man observed the surroundings with a solemn expression. Not only did the surprise on his face not dissipate, but it became even more strange.
He believed that with his spiritual sense, it was impossible to sense wrongly, and that person should have sneaked away while he was killing the junior foundation builders.
The old man just didn't understand that he came back in time. As long as this person didn't escape twenty miles away, he could have discovered him directly with his own consciousness.
"Did this person use some secret technique to hide his whereabouts?"
After thinking for a moment, the sixty-year-old man murmured to himself, then transformed into sword light, flew towards the distance, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
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