Third update

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Mountains are continuous and unstable mountain buns. Because they are called mountain buns? These mountains are about 100 meters high, and the highest one is no more than 300 meters. The dark red soil is like blood that has just begun to condense. The low trees, semi-yellow leaves, and decaying grass give people a heavy sense of vicissitudes and depression. This is an abandoned world, as if you have just experienced a war, and the air has a faint smell of blood, which smells a little pungent, and even feels like you want to vomit.

The sky was very blue, without a trace of clouds, and without birds and beasts. The surroundings were very quiet, as quiet as if they had died, very lonely, and even a silence!

Pang!

A huge ball of light exploded in the air, spreading into ten small balls of light, scattering in all directions, and vaguely seeing each ball of light wrapped around.

Black Rock Mountain.

This Black Stone Mountain is as black as ink. Compared with the dark red soil in other places, it is so out of place and unique. And within the range of this Black Stone Mountain, the blood evil energy in the air is obviously much lighter and can be almost ignored.

A man in a gray-blue robe stood on the top of the Black Rock Mountain, standing with his hands behind his back, like a mountain, and naturally exuded a bloody aura. The man had clear eyebrows and eyes, but a long blood mark extending from his left forehead to his right cheekbones, spanning the center of his eyebrows and the bridge of his nose. As long as he moved a little, the man's right eye might be scrapped. Despite this, this ba scar still destroyed the man's handsome face, adding a sense of coldness and murderous aura.

The man's half-old cloak roared, looked up at the small ball of light that was exploding, and said lightly: "It's another ten years, time passes so quickly!"

At this time, two late-stage cultivators of the foundation building stage rushed out of a cave under the Black Stone Mountain, and went up to the top of the mountain in three or two lines and stood behind the man. The two of them also exuded a faint bloody aura.

"Hehe, a new product has arrived, Boss Geng! Geng! Geng will give the order. If it is too late, it will be snatched by Miao Yaowo!" A cultivator smiled and said, "This guy was very thin, with no flesh on his cheeks. He was like a monkey spirit, but his eyes were shining. I'm afraid that Sun Dasheng might have traveled over.

Boss Geng nodded lightly and said, "Go! Don't go too far, after all, you need manpower now!"

The two cultivators immediately jumped down with a smile. In a short while, more than a dozen people flew out of the cave with magic weapons and rushed towards the place where the light balls were scattered.

A purple light flashed under Han Yun's feet, and the purple lightning arrow was used. He paused, stopped the falling momentum. He turned around and looked around. He found that the barren mountains under his feet were in distant, giving people an extremely desolate feeling. The low trees and exposed stone mountains were everywhere. The air contained an extremely uncomfortable breath. It seemed that a handful of peppers was stuffed into his nose. Well, onions should be said to be better, and the peppers were a little exaggerated!

Han Yun felt it carefully that the air here does contain spiritual energy, but there is a faint blood-severing energy mixed in the spiritual energy. If the cultivator inhales it into his body, it may be harmful and useless. Over time, it may damage the meridians. Han Yun couldn't help but wonder: "How can such a ghost place make people advance quickly?"

"Don't worry, find that girl Jin'er first!" The purple lightning arrow under Han Yun's feet rushed out in one direction. When he came in, Lin Jin'er was still holding Han Yun's arm tightly, but when the light ball exploded, the two were forcibly separated and exploded in different directions.

At this time, the sky gradually became darker, and the blood evil energy in the air seemed to gradually increase, but it was very light. Han Yun glanced at the sky and said to himself: "Can there be night and day alternating here!"

Just as Han Yun was about to continue running forward, two gray-robed cultivators rushed towards Han Yun with their feet on their flying swords. The flying swords hissed and looked a little aggressive. Han Yun found that these two were not ten people with him. They thought they were disciples of the eight sects who were sent in before, and their cultivation was extremely powerful.

Han Yun quickly stopped and released a spiritual shield to protect him. Although they were both disciples of the Eight Sects, no one could care about being killed in this ghost place, and the two of them obviously had bad expressions.

Two cultivators rushed to Han Yun's side, one of them stopped quickly, and the other raised his sword light, flew over Han Yun's top in a arrogant manner, and another fell sharply, breaking Han Yun's retreat. The two of them intercepted Han Yun one by one.

Han Yun couldn't help but shrink his pupils. The cultivation of these two people was obviously in the middle stage of foundation building, and there was a faint bloody aura on their bodies. It was probably because they had lived here for too long. Han Yun bowed cautiously and said, "Han Yun of the Kumu Sect, I wonder which sect the two senior brothers are?"

The two cultivators looked at Han Yun coldly. The cultivator who arrogantly passed over Han Yun's head said lightly: "Pumpkin, go back with us!"

Han Yun couldn't help frowning. Although he couldn't understand what "pumpkin" means, Han Yun could still understand the disdain in the eyes of the cultivator. I think this "pumpkin" must be a derogatory word.

"I'm sorry! I'm still looking for companions, please get out of the way!" Han Yun's aura suddenly released, and the powerful pressure was released. The two cultivators' expressions changed at the same time. The arrogant man exclaimed lightly and actually arched at Han Yun and said, "It seems that Wang has misunderstood. Please ask the name of a fellow Taoist!"

Han Yun couldn't help but be stunned and said disdainfully: "These two people are arrogant at first and respectful at the other, they are the ones who bully the weak and fear the strong!"

"Han Yun is here, who is the fellow Taoist?" Han Yun said lightly. The arrogant man also said lightly: "I'll call him Wang!"

Han Yun was stunned for a moment before he realized that this guy was named Wang Ming! He was so painful!

"I'm going to see Mrs. Zhao!" Another cultivator bowed casually.

Han Yun smiled and said, "Two brothers, I'm lucky to know you! I still have to find companions, so I won't bother you!"

The two cultivators looked at each other, and Wang said calmly: "Is Fellow Daoist Han's companion a man or a woman?"

"Female!" Han Yun said truthfully.

"Then come with us!" The two of them turned their sword light and rushed in one direction. Han Yun's heart moved and said to himself: "Did Jin'er ask them to capture him?"

Han Yun hesitated for a moment and followed the two of them. He would rather believe that they had it than they did not. Perhaps Jin'er might even fall into their hands.
Chapter completed!