When the middle-aged man holding the token left, Tian Xionglie waved his hand and said, "Take it carefully for me, observe the traces around, and find out where he escaped."
After losing the trace of Jian Chen, Tian Xionglie and his party only started to search based on the traces left by Jian Chen along the way, and the difficulty increased a lot.
In a dense jungle on the outskirts of the Warcraft Mountains, Jian Chen sat pale-faced under a big tree, carefully picking out the rubble that had been shot into his body with the tip of the Qingfeng Sword. When he came out, the bright red blood had completely turned his clothes into a blood red.
When the sharp tip of the Qingfeng Sword pierced into the flesh, the piercing pain that came from it was like waves, hitting Jian Chen's nerve brain again and again, and Jian Chen's entire forehead was covered with pain. A fine layer of sweat.
When the last gravel in his body was taken out of the body, Jian Chen finally made a slight snoring sound, and his whole body leaned weakly against the thick tree trunk behind him, gasping for breath.
After resting for a while, Jian Chen listened attentively to the movements around him. After confirming safety, he immediately sat down with his knees crossed. Immediately, a faint white brilliance suddenly appeared, wrapping Jian Chen's real body in it, and, The white brilliance continued to become denser, and after a few breaths, a dazzling milky white light had formed, and Jian Chen's entire body was submerged by this milky white light, and only a vague figure could be seen from the outside. .
The milky white light lasted for half an hour before gradually dissipating. When the light dissipated, Jian Chen's figure also reappeared, but at this moment, the paleness on his face had disappeared, and it became normal again. The skin color, and the wounds on his body have completely disappeared, and there is not even a scar on the original wound.
Jian Chen did not wake up, and continued to sit cross-legged on the ground to recover the power of the Holy Spirit. He had experienced many battles before, and then escaped with all his strength, so that the power of the Holy Spirit was consumed very much. The power is almost exhausted. In this mountain of beasts, where monsters are everywhere, and there are Tianxionglie who can find themselves at any time, he can only face this situation at any time by maintaining his heyday. possible danger.
Time passed quickly without knowing it. Jian Chen sat cross-legged on the ground to recover his holy power for three hours. During this time, he did not move his body, and he did not even lift his eyelids. The old monk who entered the meditation has completely lost his awareness of the external situation.
At this moment, the big tree behind Jian Chen, a boa constrictor with a body about a foot in thickness silently approached Jian Chen with its tongue out. In front of Jian Chen, the head, which was a little small compared to his body, slowly thought about Jian Chen and stretched out.
Just when the snake head was less than ten feet away from Jian Chen, suddenly, Jian Chen, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes, and with a flash of cold light, the silver-white light wind sword instantly appeared in his right hand. In the middle, it turned into a blurred sword shadow and suddenly stabbed at a lightning-fast speed.
"puff!"
The sharp tip of the Qingfeng Sword pierced the python exactly seven inches, and the sharp sword qi contained in the sword instantly smashed the python's heart into pieces.
Jian Chen didn't even look at the python, he withdrew his Qingfeng sword, sat cross-legged under the tree again, closed his eyes and resumed his recovery. Although he looks like an old monk entering the meditation, Jian Chen has always been vigilant about the surrounding environment. In the monster mountain range where monsters are always appearing, Jian Chen dare not forget himself and invest in restoring the power of the Holy Spirit. go with.
And that python, whose body was four or five feet long could no longer be attached to the tree trunk. The whole body fell weakly, and fell to the ground with a heavy sound. After struggling for a while, it stopped moving. .
After another two hours passed, Jian Chen finally slowly opened his eyes, then stood up from the ground, took out a new set of clothes from his space belt and put on it, and then looked at it was already dark, about to be soon. As the sky darkened, Wei Wei thought for a while, then left here.
Jian Chen cautiously wandered around, looking for people from the Tianxiong family. At this time, he had recovered from his serious injuries, and even the holy power in his body had returned to its peak state. In addition to the complex terrain of the Demonic Beast Mountains, Jian Chen had Self-confidence, even if I meet Tian Xionglie again, I can easily retreat, and I will no longer be as embarrassed as before.
At this moment, a few voices faintly came from the front. Hearing the sound, Jian Chen's heart moved, and he looked around for a while, then jumped up and silently jumped up to a big tree, hiding there. among the lush foliage.
Not long after, I saw several people in white robes walking slowly from the front.
"This work is really hard enough. Let so many of us enter the Demonic Beast Mountains to find a person, and there is no portrait of this person. How can we find it." A young man wearing a white robe moaned angrily.
"That's right, we don't even know what the person we're looking for looks like. Even if we meet, I'm afraid we won't recognize it." The speaker was a middle-aged man with a full chin beard.
"Hey, I said a few brothers, do you know why the owner asked us to find this person." One person asked suspiciously.
"It is said that the young master Tianxiongkang was killed by this person. Tianxiongkang is the only son of our patriarch. You said, your only son died, can the patriarch not be angry?"
"Of course, this time the Patriarch is bound to catch the murderer. I heard that more than 300 people have been dispatched from the family to enter the Warcraft Mountain Range, and among these 300 people, the weakest have the strength of the Great Sage. , and there are more than 30 saint teachers."
"The family has dispatched so many people into the Demonic Beast Mountains. In the end, can you catch the murderer? After all, the Demonic Beast Mountains are very large. Maybe that person has already escaped by now."
"This is not necessarily true. According to reliable information, the murderer has been seriously injured by our family master. In this area where monsters are everywhere, he can't escape far."
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A few people chatted all the way and slowly walked over from a distance, looking at the leisurely appearance, it was like a walk, and they didn't take their tasks seriously.
Just when a few people just walked to a big tree, suddenly, the branches and leaves above shook, and a figure jumped out of it, holding a silver-white slender sword and stabbing straight at one of them.
"puff!"
Just as the few people raised their heads, the long sword pierced straight into one person's forehead from above.
"Everyone, be careful, someone is attacking..." A person who responded quickly shouted loudly. However, before he finished speaking, the silver-white long sword turned into a blurred sword shadow with lightning speed. The speed pierced his throat.