The dark and slippery land was covered with fallen leaves and corrupt corpses of monsters. The prehistoric forest was filled with salty, wet and unpleasant smell...

In the dense area of ​​low-level monsters, there are still many hard-working monks and the one-horned fire wolf fighting, wielding sweat and blood, constantly evaporating the magic power in their bodies. It was not until they were consumed that they had achieved their goal of cultivation when they came. Taking this opportunity to grow, practice, and so on...

"Puff~"

A figure erupted from the slippery black mud, and dirty mud dots splashed everywhere. The figure that jumped out of the land was wearing a white robe, and was surrounded by a dark yellow light. There were still scattered dead leaves on him that had not dissipated...

"Borrow light, borrow light..."

As soon as the figure appeared, he shouted, anxiously carrying the pleasure and ridicule of some reason, spreading his long legs and swept towards the depths of the prehistoric world like a whirlwind...

XXX... The monk killed the one-horned fire wolf with one sword. Leng Ding was shocked by the roar and subconsciously took two steps back. Waiting for him to search for the person who roared, he found that his body was covered in mud.

"Damn it, where did you come from the wild boy... Don't let me find you..." Looking at the already vulgar figure who disappeared into the dark forest, he cursed in dissatisfaction.

Many groups of monks around him laughed secretly and started to laugh in a mess.

Beside the monks who were thrown into mud ideas, several monks who came together surrounded him and looked in the direction where the figure disappeared. They wanted to start cursing again, but when they found that direction, they suddenly calmed down and their faces turned pale.

"Then... it seems to be the edge of the deepest part of the world?"

"Damn, that kid dares to break in alone?"

"Uh... it turns out that he is still a powerful monk."

At this time, the monk who shouted "Don't let me find you" turned bad. It was a tightly connected to the depths of the prehistoric world. Not to mention him alone, even if they were put together, they might not have the confidence and qualification to dare to break out.

The eyes around him also came, some surprise, some envy, and some ridicule for the monks in front of him.

However, this short daze had not continued yet, and suddenly dozens of sharp auras rushed towards him...

"Peng~peng~peng~peng..."

Seven or eight figures fell in the direction before the figure disappeared, and then more than twenty figures followed. They were all wearing Taoist robes with the word "you" embroidered on their cuffs, and their faces were covered with cold murderous aura. As soon as they stood still, they projected dozens of gazes in all directions.

In an instant, the entire woodland became quiet. When the monks who practiced saw these people's clothing, they subconsciously took a few steps back, their eyes full of fear.

"Yunxian Team? Why are they here? Wow~, thirty-six people, all of them are dispatched..."

"Is there any big move for the Youxian Team? It's not that they want to hunt monsters in the depths of the prehistoric world?"

"Tsk tsk... It's so awesome. It's one of the three major gangs in Xianmeng City, awesome..."

The conversation started, and most of them were envious eyes...

Just then, a burly sweat came from the sky to drive a sword. His sword was more than twice as big as an ordinary flying sword. The wide blade was filled with a black light that made people lingering fear...

"One, two, three...one, two, three, four..."

Niannian's muttering sounded, and the black robe, which was opposite to its white clothes, walked out from behind the trunk. The black robe moved and stepped out a crisp sound of creaking and crunching dead branches and leaves, one after another, as if catering to the fragmentary whispers of Lu Chen.

"Jin Xiu, they are divided into three directions, which side should we go..."

Lu Chen chuckled, not afraid of the murderous aura ahead that was enough to drive away the fire wolf from scattered and flee. He just pointed at it gently, and a hint of cruelty appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"left?"

"That's the middle?"

"Or to the right?"

"Gaga..." Finally, a crisp sound of coordinating came from the black robe, as if the teeth were shaking...

"I understand, let's go to the left."

"Gaga..." Obviously, this surname that responded to extremely protesting was a very protesting person, but Lu Chen did not agree with it and would not listen. He called him, and one white and one black quickly rushed forward...

"This thing is so smelly..."

...

Deep in the dense forest, a group of six immortal monks searched everywhere. As they scattered around to find Lu Chen's whereabouts, the personnel were almost set at about six people. They deliberately spared the unicorn fire wolf group. With the familiarity with the prehistoric world, the group of six people walked relatively easily... but as time went by, climate changes, and weather changes gradually became impatient...

"Damn, where did this guy in Yuhu hide? Eight fire wolves have appeared here. If we walk in, we will not be safe." A monk at the seventh level of Qi training started to scratch...

Among them, the person who was obviously the leader of the team couldn't help but glared and snorted: "Don't talk nonsense, look for it quickly. Brother Yuan has become really angry this time. If you can't find Yuhu, we will never think of going out..."

"When I find Yuhu, I must dismantle his hands and feet with my own hands and relieve my anger first..."

Everyone reached an angered look. Indeed, if Yuhu had not appeared, they would still be practicing safely in Xianmeng City...

"Huh?" As he was walking, the monk who had cursed angrily before softened his feet, as if he had stepped on the cotton flower...

"Fast sand technique? Not good..." The monk exclaimed alertly, and his whole body became stiff. At this time, his companions also noticed something strange and turned around one after another. At the same time, everyone saw the alert monk and...

A light...

A dark and cold light...

It was almost night, and the light appeared extremely strangely, and it seemed to be emitted from not far away, with a sharp wind breaking force, just flashed in the air and penetrated through the monk's back heart...

"Puff~"

A bunch of blood was sprayed out on the monk's chest. The light was blocked, and the castration was reduced and it plunged into the soft ground. At this time, the monks of the Youxian Team saw the body of the light.

An arrow...

There are arrows with obvious marks on them...

His tail tip is still shaking, and the buzzing sound is like a night owl crying...

"Tactic weapon?" The monks from the Immortal Tour Team suddenly became horrified, and hurriedly stood together with their backs, looking around in horror.

At this moment, the wind in the forest began to roar, and a chill ran into my heart from all directions, making people feel a hint of indescribable coldness...

"Hehe...hehe..."

The extremely suppressed laughter, like a sneer of a ghost, escaped from behind a tree trunk. He walked over slowly. Under the frightened eyes of the five monks, he approached the monk who had been attacked step by step, gently removed the other party's Qiankun bag, weighed it, and then put it away. Then he came to the side of the talisman arrow, reached out and pulled it up...

Ding Qing looked at it, nodded, and said as if no one else was around: "Well, this thing is indeed good. Although it can consume the sharpness of the arrow every time you use it, it can be used at least a hundred times. Damn, it only took 1,000 spirit stones from this Dao Master. This thing is indeed not something that ordinary people can use..."

I don’t know whether it was a tick or a compliment to the power of the arrows, such mixed frivolity and ignorance made the five monks of the fairy-going team who gathered together shudder again.

"Yuhu?"

Someone noticed the person's appearance, he raised his head slightly, revealing a harmless smile of humans and animals... He glanced at the five people, especially on the cuffs of the five people for a while, and his eyes began to flash...

"The Fairy Team..."

"Hide behind the scenes, despicable..." The monk who led the lead looked at his companion whose eyes had lost his magical charm, gritted his teeth and cursed out loud.

Lu Chen smiled softly and continued, "Despicable? Well, this is the first time I have heard of such a noble praise. Not bad, hehe. I have found me, why don't you need to transmit notes?"

"Hmm?" Obviously, Lu Chen's brainless reminder made several people slightly stunned: "Where is an enemy who even suggested sending a message to someone? Is this kid abnormal to slap his brain?"

"No need." Lu Chen shook his head in disappointment: "Then there is nothing I can do. Let's stay here today."

Just as everyone was stunned, Lu Chen's aura suddenly surged to an unprecedented height. He danced a sword wheel in his hand, and rushed towards the five monks of the Immortal Tour Team like a wolf and a tiger...

"The sixth style of Kongyuan Sword: Flowing Kong Wheel..."

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ps: I am in a very bad state today. I have only coded two chapters after sitting overnight and I feel that I am not in place. The third update may not be available, forgive me.
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