Life in the valley is calm and simple. Li Xuan comes up every morning and practices martial arts in the valley. He works hard to practice the life-killing skills of Emperor Yimu Huang Jue and the Sun and Moon Light Splitting Sword Technique. At noon, he goes out to the valley to practice.
He searched for monsters and spiritual flowers and herbs in Wanda Mountain, and then at sunset in the evening, he returned to the valley to brew a menstrual and marrow-cleansing potion to refine his body and muscles, allowing Li Xuan to be healthy every day, regardless of whether he was in the martial arts realm or his physical body.
I am working hard, and four months have passed in a flash.
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Among the millions of mountains, more than five hundred miles away, a man wearing blood-stained cyan armor and a steel helmet, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, and a goatee on his chin, appeared to be only in his thirties.
The heroic man was standing on the top of a mountain, looking at the strange scenery of the mountain stream with a thoughtful look on his face. Not far behind him, ten people stood neatly wearing blood-stained brown battle armor and steel helmets.
A soldier whose body exudes a strong bloody aura.
"Sir, we have been in the mountain for more than seven months. Not only have we not found the young master, but we have not even caught the assassin. What should we do now?" A soldier standing closest to the Yingwu man asked.
The tall man looked at the mountain stream in silence for a long time, then he asked anxiously.
"The Million Mountains are vast and boundless, and the terrain is complicated! The assassin who assassinated the young master hid in the Million Mountains. Let alone the eleven of us, even if we mobilize all our troops, it will be useless!" The heroic man is exactly that.
Zhang He, the general of the Li family, heard the questions from his subordinates. Zhang He turned around and said to his subordinates who had accompanied him into the mountains and searched for the assassin for more than seven months.
"Sir, what should we do now? Should we stay in the mountains and continue to search for the assassin and the young master?" Another subordinate couldn't help but ask after hearing this.
"Of course we will continue! No matter what, we must bring the young master back safely. As for the hateful killer, it would be great if he could be caught, but if he cannot be caught, there is nothing we can do! After all, this million-dollar mountain is too big and the terrain is too complicated.
Yes! If a person wants to hide deliberately, it is not that easy to find!" Zhang He sighed after hearing this.
"Yes!" The ten subordinates nodded after hearing this, understanding that what Zhang He said was the truth.
"Sir, that killer shot you! Is it possible that he was seriously injured and died?" The soldier who spoke first recalled the scene when he almost captured the killer when he first entered the mountain, and couldn't help but ask Zhang He.
"The general was trying to capture him and did not kill him! Although he was stabbed in the right chest with a spear by the general, his internal organs were not injured. He could recover in a month at most!" Zhang He shook his head after hearing this!
He shook his head and said.
"Hey! What a pity! If two men in black hadn't suddenly rushed out and risked their lives to rescue the killer, the killer would have been captured by us!" The soldier who spoke first heard this and couldn't help but shake his head in depression.
He shook his head and said.
"Since these people dare to assassinate the young master, they naturally have a detailed plan! Otherwise, they dare to do it simply to seek death!" Zhang He heard the words and a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and then he said to the others after a slight pause, "Let's go again
We have been searching for a month. If we cannot find the young master, we will return to Dian City! After all, the master needs us!"
"Here!!" The ten soldiers who had reached the psychic realm all responded respectfully upon hearing this.
"Okay! Now we have had enough rest! Let's go down the mountain and continue to look for the young master while hunting monsters and tempering our martial arts! You must know that entering the mountain this time is also a rare training opportunity!" Zhang He walked down the mountain and
He said to his ten subordinates.
"Here!" Ten soldiers who already had the strength of the psychic realm responded loudly with excitement in their eyes after hearing this, because they had been in the mountain for more than half a year. Although they did not find the killer and the young master, they also killed them during the search.
Many monsters and beasts have obtained many precious spiritual flowers and spiritual herbs, which have allowed them to make a lot of money. At the same time, their martial arts have also been greatly improved, which makes them unhappy.
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While Zhang He was going down the mountain to continue searching for the killer and Li Xuan, in a dense forest less than ten kilometers away from Zhang He, a man wearing blood-stained black clothes, with black hair hanging around his shoulders, looked ordinary, but had an air of demeanor.
A cold man who looked to be only twenty-seven or eighty-years-old. His left shoulder was bloody and bleeding. He was sitting under an ancient tree and looked coldly at a third-level creature with gray hair not far away.
The monster wind wolf. However, this huge wind wolf was two meters long and one meter tall. There was a blue spiritual sword stuck under its neck. It was already bleeding and fell to the ground dead.
"Huh!..." The man in black had a cold face. He sat under the ancient tree and exhaled softly. He looked around from time to time, showing a vigilant look. He was the one who was killed by Zhang after attacking Li Xuan.
Together they hunt down the killer hiding in the Million Mountains - Bloodstream.
Speaking of this blood flow, it was really unlucky, because he had been injured constantly since he hid in the Million Mountains. In addition to being on guard every day to prevent being caught by Zhang He, he also had to be wary of monsters that came smelling the smell of blood.
The beast made him hide in the Million Mountains for more than seven months, and his body never felt better for a day. This made Xue Liu, who was constantly injured, extremely upset, and he wished he could single-handedly fight his way out of the Million Mountains and return to the safety of human beings.
However, he also knew that once he walked out of the Million Mountains, he would definitely face death, which made him feel irritated and helpless.
"Tear!..." The bloody left shoulder was scratched by Feng Lang before he died. If it hadn't been blocked by the protective spiritual weapon on his body, his left shoulder would have been completely destroyed. This caused pain all over his head.
The blood flowed from sweating, so I could only tear open the clothes on my left shoulder in frustration, then carefully clean the wound with potion, and apply a blood-activating and muscle-stimulating ointment.
"There are a lot of monsters in this area! We must leave as soon as possible! Otherwise, we will attract other monsters and we will be in trouble!" After the blood flow treated the wound and took the healing elixir, he stood up holding the ancient tree.
He whispered softly to himself, then walked to the wind wolf's body, pulled out the spirit sword inserted under its neck, and used a Qiankun bag to collect the wind wolf's body. But just as the blood flow stopped the wind wolf
The wolf carcass was put away, and before he could decide which direction to go, a strange sound was heard clearly in Xueliu's ears, which made Xueliu quickly move backwards, and at the same time, he hurriedly looked back up.
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"Sss!..." Xue Liu just looked up, and the cold sweat he had just put away broke out involuntarily, because it was a five-foot-long giant python with a body the size of a water tank, dark green with bloody markings all over its body.
, was coiling around the ancient tree where he had just rested, making a strange hissing sound at him, then opening its big scarlet mouth, revealing its sharp fangs, and rushed towards him.
"Damn it! The fourth-level demonic beast is the blood-eating anaconda!" Seeing the giant python coiled around the ancient branches, he remembered that he was sitting under the tree just now, and the blood was so frightened that his forehead was covered with cold sweat. You know, what if he was under the tree?
If he hadn't walked away, his head would have been bitten off by the blood-devouring anaconda. Seeing the blood-devouring anaconda rushing towards him, how could Xue Liu, who was already seriously injured, dare to fight with it? He quickly turned around.