The third update...

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Han Yun immediately hid and ran away, ran for more than ten miles in one breath before stopping, found a tree hole and took it in.

"Hehe, I'm posting this time!" Han Yun took out four storage belts and churned them. The storage belts of the Foundation Establishment Cultivators should be quite good, right?

"Damn, they are all poor people!" Han Yun couldn't help but burst into pieces. The four foundation-building cultivators added up to less than 10,000 in spirit stones. However, they got three attacking spiritual weapons and a large number of magic talismans, jade slips, etc. It seemed that these four people used the spirit stones on their bodies to buy equipment before entering the valley.

A small snake-shaped sword with a low-grade spiritual weapon, a flying thallium blade with a medium-grade spiritual weapon, and a jade flute with a low-grade spiritual weapon should be able to generate attacks of spiritual consciousness. Han Yun doesn't know how to use it, and he doesn't have the ability to use it! The cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage are not enough to use magic weapons at the level of spiritual weapon. They can hollow out the spiritual power by firing one time, let alone control it.

What interested Han Yun the most was an antique gourd. I don’t know what level this thing was. Anyway, the black brand heated up a little hard, so Han Yun’s heart also heated up.

"It's definitely a good thing!" Han Yun took the gourd and studied it for a while but couldn't figure it out. At this time, Ji Ji suddenly came out of his arms and looked at the little gourd curiously. A pair of hammer-like little hands slapped it from time to time.

"Jiji, do you know what this is?" Han Yun couldn't help but become interested and handed the little gourd to Jiji to hold it.

"Jiujiu..." Jiji's eyes lit up, and a short finger stretched out to penetrate into the gourd's mouth. A green light flashed, and Jiji disappeared out of thin air, and the gourd fell.

Han Yun followed the gourd, and saw a reduced version of Jiji popping out of the gourd and screaming at Han Yun a few times, then crawling back.

"Hmm? Space-like magic weapon!" Han Yun suddenly realized, stretched his middle finger to the gourd mouth, hesitated for a moment and replaced it with a little finger. Last time he was clamped and unable to pull it out by the Spirit-Crafting Purification Bottle, Han Yun was careful this time.

"Hmm? Why didn't you react?" Han Yun tried twice, but was not swallowed like Jiji.

"It's not necessarily a middle finger, right?" Han Yun changed his middle finger and inserted it in. A green light flashed, and a powerful force came. Wow! Only an antique gourd was left in the tree hole.

"Damn, I really need the middle finger!" Han Yun compared the middle finger speechlessly. This magic weapon was refined by the vulgar egg.

I saw that the space in the gourd was not large, only more than ten square meters. Jiji flew happily and seemed to like this place very much. Han Yun simply sat cross-legged and practiced. Anyway, the sky was almost dark, so hiding here was safe and comfortable. I waited for dawn to find two other spiritual medicines.

Early the next morning, Han Yun came out of the tree hole, stretched his waist, and identified the direction and raised his speed to run.

As soon as Han Yun left, a middle-aged female cultivator floated down on the top of the tree where Han Yun was hiding. She glanced at the tree hole thoughtfully and said to herself: "This kid is weird. She has only been refining the fifth level of Qi. I can't even notice it hiding here!"

After saying that, he soared into the air and flew in the other direction. He turned out to be a cultivator in the Golden Elixir Stage. If Han Yun knew about it, he would have to be scared and sweated. He actually hid under a cultivator in the Golden Elixir Stage Stage and slept all night.

Han Yun took the map and observed it. After walking for a day, he couldn't find the place where the "foundation fruit" was. Along the way, he met several groups of masters. These people rushed to the north, but they ignored Han Yun. It must be that the treasure was found in that direction.

Han Yun naturally would not get involved. There is still a little self-knowledge. It would be nice to get a few fifth-grade spiritual medicines. As for the yellow-grade and above spiritual medicines, Han Yun didn't dare to think about it. Even if he encountered them, he would turn his head and leave. No matter how precious spiritual medicine is, it would be more precious than life.

Seeing that it was getting dark, Han Yun found a tree hole to hide for another night. He continued to search the next day. There were three days left. Mimias Valley was about to block the poison fog again. It was a chance once a century, so I had to hurry up!

So Han Yun took the risk of releasing the purple phoenix flying over the treetops. This move immediately attracted the attention of two "predators".

The so-called "predator" is a cultivator who does not spend time looking for spiritual medicine, specifically robs and kills others, and robs others of their achievements.

The two cultivators found Han Yun, and were stunned for a moment, then thrust without saying a word, and rushed forward with a grim smile. The two were wandering around, looking for targets to start, eating what they could eat, and running away if they couldn't eat. In the past two days, they had to make a few votes, and their harvest was even richer than those cultivators who fought hard to fight.

Seeing that the two of them were coming in full force, Han Yun turned around and ran away!

"Boy, stop immediately. We brothers will rob wealth and not rob life. Keep things and you can spare you death!" The two shouted at the same time.

Han Yun would not be so stupid that he believed the nonsense of these two people, and he urged Zihuang to escape desperately.

"I actually didn't eat toast, I'll punish you!" The two of them spit out their spiritual power, urging the flying sword, chasing them reluctantly, and in the blink of an eye, they narrowed more than ten feet apart.

"Die!" Two flying swords ran towards Han Yun, one of which was directly at Han Yun's back heart, and the other stabbed towards Zihuang. Han Yunyang released the water-patterned spiritual shield obtained from Dongfang Hong.

When! When!

Two loud noises, two swords were blocked!

"Hey! This kid actually has a spiritual shield. No wonder he can survive until the third day! Hehe, second brother, this kid is a big fat sheep!" One of them shouted excitedly.

Two flying swords flew back to their feet, and with one finger, the flying sword carried the two of them out of their light.

Fight! Han Yi gritted his teeth and turned around and threw out five or six magic talismans!

The two cultivators seemed to be ready, and flew away in two large arcs in a diagonal direction. Han Yun's magic talismans exploded and balls of flames exploded and burned in the air.

Although he could not hurt a hair on the other party, he finally opened a distance. Han Yun used the law to apply it and kept throwing the magic talismans. Anyway, there are so many magic talismans on his body now, and there are more than 200 magic talismans in the first and second grades.

The two cultivators were so angry that they wanted to vomit blood. Which aristocratic family was this boy, and he actually had so many magic talismans in his arms. The two cultivators chased after hundreds of miles and finally gave up helplessly. The magic talismans on this kid were like endless, and the spiritual shield protected him to death. The two of them could not hurt their flying swords. It would be a waste of time to chase this way. It would be better to find another fat sheep to attack.

Seeing that the two of them were no longer chasing each other, Han Yun breathed a sigh of relief. He took back a stack of third-grade magic talismans in his hand into the storage belt, and smeared his sweat happily. He threw the magic talismans along the way. He threw more than two hundred first-grade magic talismans with wiggle and rumbling for more than a hundred miles. It was so cool.

Han Yun rode the purple phoenix and landed. This time, Han Yun was killed and he didn't dare to fly in the sky anymore. If he met a Jindan stage cultivator this time and had ten lives, it seemed that he had to be low-key. If a cultivator in the Qi Refining stage dared to fly in the sky with a swagger, he would undoubtedly be looking for death.

Han Yun identified the direction and walked towards a mountain peak. As soon as he reached the foot of the mountain, the black jade sign actually became hot!

"Hey! There's a chance!" Han Yun accelerated his pace and ran up the mountain. Suddenly, he felt something was wrong. The surroundings were so quiet that there was not even a bird singing, which made people feel so quiet that it made people feel emotional. Han Yun couldn't help but be careful and hid himself and touched the mountainside.

A strange forest appeared in front of Han Yun, and the tall trees were about three meters apart, with thick and ancient vines crawling on them. The vines were covered with thorns like pointed spikes, densely packed, and everywhere. A thick layer was laid on the ground, like a layer of nails spread out. At first glance, it was very spectacular. If the unlucky person fell on it, it would be a real "tender wound"!

The forest is not big, only about four or five hundred square meters, and none of the vines stretched out from the range of the forest, like regular soldiers. Han Yun lay outside the woods for a while and the more he looked, the more he felt strange, but he couldn't tell where the weirdness was!

Some vines were rolled into a ball, large and small, the size of fists, and several square meters, scattered in the air.

Han Yun picked up a stone and threw it in. The stone rolled a few times in the "sharp spike array" and stopped. There was nothing unusual. Han Yun took Jiji out of his arms and smiled, "Jiji, go in and see what's inside!"

Ji Ji rubbed his eyes, screamed twice in dissatisfaction, spread his wings and flew into the woods. At this moment, the vines suddenly waved wildly, rolling towards Ji Ji like waves. The scattered vine balls opened, and white bones fell out, some of which were still stained with rotten flesh and blood.

Damn! Han Yun exclaimed in surprise. No wonder the nearby area is so quiet. It turns out that the birds and monsters passing by are swallowed by these strange vines as food.

"Jiji!" Han Yun looked at Jiji who was almost like a surging person and avoided among the vines in panic, and could only stare at him.

Fight! Han Yun took out five "Fire Burning and Explosions" and threw them at several nearby giant trees.

Boom! Boom! Boom...

With more than ten loud noises, the flames soared into the sky in an instant. The giant trees immediately caught fire. The vines attached to them danced and struggled wildly. The vines that were holding and besieging Jiji were reduced by half. Jiji took the opportunity to rush out of the sea of ​​fire and rushed into Han Yun's arms. He was hit by a little, but fortunately he was not seriously injured.

Han Yun hugged Jiji who was crying in pain, and couldn't help but be afraid!

Jiji crawled into Han Yun's arms with tears in his eyes. Han Yun felt a little heartbroken when he looked at it. He sprinkled some bleeding and scattered on Jiji's back. There were two shallow blood holes, which were obviously injured by nails on the vines.

Anger arose in Han Yun's heart and blasted the remaining ten "Fire Flames" into the woods.

After a series of explosions, the entire woods were completely trapped in the sea of ​​fire, and the temperature around them rose sharply. The smoke rolled, and the burnt giant trees collapsed from time to time. The monster vines whipped desperately, making painful roars, which sounded creepy.

Han Yun hugged Jiji and quickly retreated, finding a place to hide.

Sure enough, not long afterwards! A large number of cultivators came from all directions.

"Which bastard did it? The purple-tailed glutinous rice balls inside were completely ruined! If I saw it, I would have to cut him with one knife!" A big man with breasts exposed, cursing angrily, and the machete in his hand was probably hundreds of pounds.

"Hehe, this immortal destruction vine is probably extinct! Who is unethical to do such a thing?" An old man with a gray beard shook his head and flew away.
Chapter completed!