Martial arts: Stealthy martial arts at the beginning

Soon, Duanlang came to Bei Zelin alone with his flying magic weapon.

Bei Zelin said it was a forest, but the blood was so hazy that it was impossible to see what was inside.

But the scene outside shocked Duan Lang.

I saw people's heads shaking outside Beize forest, there were at least two thousand people.

From the middle stage of the real devil to the early stage of the mysterious devil, everything is available.

Many people have already walked into Beize Forest, and many people have come here one after another.

Without any hesitation, Duanlang put away the magic weapon and landed on the ground.

All the people around him were staring at him with shock in their eyes.

It's not that no one is flying in the endless blood field, but that the flying ones are all big bosses from the mysterious demon period.

Or they are carrying heavy treasures and are not afraid of the danger in the blood mist.

"I've seen him before, and he has never formed a team outside. Because he is the early stage of the real devil!"

A demon cultivator in the middle stage of a true demon shouted, scaring the people around him.

Dare to enter the blood domain in the early days of the true devil is considered a bold artist, but dare to fly recklessly?

Some demon cultivators already had bright eyes, guessing that Duanlang was carrying a treasure.

"Hey! I'm so glad you're okay, I'm so worried!"

Sudden!Someone patted Duanlang on the shoulder, he turned his head quickly, and it was Xiaoyu.

At this time, she was looking at Duanlang with surprise on her face, and said with a little guilt: "I'm sorry before, it's all my brother's fault."

"If he hadn't trapped me, I would definitely go up and help you."

Duanlang smiled slightly, but didn't talk about it with her.

He just repaid the previous favor, whether they help or not is their business.

"Brother, thank you for your rescue before. If there is no sudden emergency, we will definitely advance and retreat with you."

The man who had been following Xiaoyu stepped forward, clasped his fists at Duanlang and said.

Duanlang sneered endlessly in his heart, what he said was sweet, what about fooling fools?

If you really thank me, why don't you share the magic grass?

Thinking of this Duanlang smiled slightly: "It's nothing more than a little effort, if you want to thank me, how about giving me a red wing magic grass?"

As soon as the words fell, the people around immediately looked at Senior Brother Cui.

There are even many people whose eyes have revealed greed.

"Uh ha ha ha. When I find the Scarlet Wing Demon Grass, I will give you one." Senior Brother Cui laughed awkwardly.

At this time, he was already full of criticism in his heart, scolding the eighteen generations of Duanlang's ancestors all over the place.

After what he said, the monks in the blood domain will definitely look at them.

"You are too much! How can you bring hatred to the three of us!" The woman next to Senior Brother Cui pointed at Duanlang and said angrily.

Originally, there were four of them, but one died on the way, so their combat power was already weak.

After what Duanlang said, it is not certain whether they can get out alive.

"I'm happy!" Duan Lang spread his hands and said indifferently.

They can leave themselves who helped them out, why can't they get more hatred?

I have always been a person who must report my flaws.

"You!" The woman pointed at Duanlang through gritted teeth, killing him countless times with her eyes.

"Let's go! We're unlucky this time, let's go out and talk about it first." Senior Brother Cui's face was livid, he took a hard look at Duanlang, turned around and walked towards the entrance of the blood field.

The woman snorted coldly and followed.

"I advise you not to follow them, it's safer." Duanlang looked at Xiaoyu and said lightly.

Xiaoyu showed embarrassment, was in a dilemma for a while, and finally followed Senior Brother Cui.

Telling Xiaoyu not to listen to him, Duanlang shrugged his shoulders and walked directly towards the forest.

As soon as he walked into the Beize forest, Duanlang felt that his consciousness was blood red, and he couldn't let it out at all.

In the end, he had no choice but to give up using his consciousness and try Mokui's telepathy.

In the end, I found that the telepathy is effective, and it can sense things tens of meters away from the line of sight.

Although the range is not large, it is much better than the naked eye.

The location of Wugou Origin is still a thousand miles to the south.

If you rely on walking, you don't know when and what month you can get there.

So Duanlang directly sacrificed the magic weapon of flying, and flew towards the south quickly.

Because he can see the road with his naked eyes and soul, his speed is countless times faster than walking.

Two quarters of an hour later, he came to the south of North Zelin a thousand miles away.

This place is already overcrowded, with thousands of people.

"Sixuan, I'm afraid our chances are very slim." Duanlang said with a slight tone of regret.

"Do your best, I won't blame you." Sixuan's comforting voice came.

Thousands of people are looking for it in one place, and even flies cannot get out.

The source of Wugou is not a speck of dust, so how could it escape the search of these people.

And the surrounding environment is not very good, there are dead and rotten trees everywhere.

May I ask, in such an environment, how is it possible for things like origin to appear?
"We should have been deceived. The environment here is too bad. It is impossible for the source to appear, and it is still innocent."

A demon stood up and shouted angrily.

"Impossible, my friend has been killed for this news."

"If it's fake, how could he risk his life for it?"

Another real devil's late demon cultivator shouted loudly.

"Maybe he misremembered the location? We haven't found it after searching for so long!"

Hearing their conversation, Duanlang frowned.

After pondering for a while, he suddenly thought of something.

So he maximized his perception and observed the surrounding environment.

After confirming the location where the devilish energy was strong, he immediately ran over there.

Since someone risked his life for this, the probability of the news being true is very high.

But in this position in front of him, there will definitely not be a treasure of heaven and earth?
As long as you follow the place where the magic energy is strong, you will definitely find it.

A quarter of an hour later, Duanlang looked at the bloody pool in front of him, and his heart beat several times faster in an instant.

The blood pool in front of me is full of red-winged magic grass, there are hundreds of them!
Duanlang swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his eyes were full of magic crystals.

With these magic herbs, he bought some medicinal materials and refined them into elixirs.

When the time comes to resell it, he no longer has to worry about losing the magic crystal.

Excited, he hurried forward to pick the magic grass.

However, at this moment, a sense of crisis made Duanlang stand upright!

He hurriedly retreated several meters away from the range of the magic grass.

With a bang, a deep hole immediately appeared where Duanlang was standing just now.

Duanlang couldn't help but sweat coldly on his back, almost!
Two bursts of wind sounded, and a man and a woman appeared directly in front of Duanlang.

"Senior Brother! This is the Scarlet Wing Demon Grass, there are hundreds of them, we are rich!"

The woman looked at the blood pool in front of her, and excitedly shouted at the man.

"Keep your voice down. Don't attract others." The man frowned and said in a deep voice.

After finishing speaking, he looked at Duanlang: "Boy, I want the magic grass here, and I don't want your life either, get out!"

Murderous intent flashed in Duanlang's eyes, and the sword appeared in his hand.

A mysterious demon in the early stage and a real demon in the late stage, do you really treat yourself as a dish?