I have a fairy palace in my body

Chapter 367 Robbery
There have been many battles between wild beasts and monsters in ancient times.

In the end, as monsters can evolve into demon cultivators and learn demon magic and supernatural powers, after the birth of the monster clan, the survival range of wild beasts will continue to shrink.

In Donghua's world of cultivating immortals, there are only these million miles of wild forests left.

In this wild forest, there are also many monsters.

In addition to wild beasts and monsters, there are no less than a hundred large and small barbarian tribes here.

After Fang Han entered the edge of the wild forest, he looked down from the sky, and saw boundless and vast towering ancient trees in front of him, forming a huge forest sea, in which there were all kinds of birds, beasts and reptiles. Many of them are existences with weird shapes.

Sometimes when a beast roars from somewhere in the forest, it will startle a group of birds covering the sky and the sun.

And at this time, from some tall ancient trees or from the clouds, all kinds of ferocious and weird-looking birds of prey, with wings spread up to tens of feet or even tens of feet, will come out to hunt those frightened birds.

While Fang Han was still observing, whoosh!

A strange bird with a wingspan of more than ten feet, with strange horns on its head, sharp beak and sharp claws, emitting a faint blue light all over its body, rushed towards him fiercely.

Crack!A flash of sword light flashed, and this strange young man was easily cut in two by Fang Han's Meteorite Sword.

However, in the next second, bursts of sharp birdsong sounded.

One, two, three... a series of more than twenty strange birds swooped towards him from all directions.

Fang Han's eight flying swords slashed out in an instant, killing the more than twenty strange birds in just a moment, and then flew forward.

But as he continued to fly, more and more various raptors, monster birds, and strange birds rushed out from the clouds or the tops of towering ancient trees, and surrounded him, and quite a few of them reached The strength of the fifth level surrounded him.

In the midair, flesh and blood flew across the sky. After Fang Han beheaded and injured hundreds of various monsters and birds in one breath, he landed from the air into the forest.

The countless strange birds hovering in the air gradually dispersed.

Fang Han's face was as heavy as water, as expected, he was not allowed to fly freely over the wild forest, if the target was too conspicuous, he would be attacked by countless monsters, flying wild beasts, and strange birds, even if he was a Jindan late stage, he would not be able to kill them all.

In the central area, you will also encounter monster birds and flying wild beasts in the Nascent Soul stage.

Unless it is a large fleet of heavily armed flying treasure ships flying over, or a high-level monk in the Nascent Soul stage flying over quickly.

"It seems that you can only fly away in the forest formed by towering ancient trees. That's good. There is a map to identify the direction at any time."

Fang Han thought to himself.

But just when he moved hundreds of feet between the ancient trees, he suddenly felt a sense of crisis in his heart.

Almost at the same time, his figure blurred and disappeared in place, and at the same time, a long golden rope wrapped around his afterimage.

Fang Han's figure appeared next to a towering ancient tree hundreds of feet away, with a cold expression on his face.

"Brother, let me just say, this is not easy." After a slightly playful sentence fell, two figures appeared from the depths of the dense forest in the distance, both of which were wrapped in gray thick fog Among them, Fang Han can still see his face clearly. The two are old and middle-aged.The old man looks like he has white hair, wrinkles on his face, and a faint yin energy on his body, but his cultivation is extremely high, and he has reached the realm of a fake baby.

And that young middle-aged man with a ferocious face, full of bumps and holes, although he looks young but makes people look very uncomfortable, his cultivation is the eighth level of Jindan.

It was this middle-aged man who spoke just now.

Fang Han frowned. Obviously, these two people had been following him for a long time. He asked himself that his soul power was much higher than that of the same level, but he hadn't found each other since before he entered the wild forest.

The concealment skills of these two people should be comparable.

"Sure enough, junior brother, your judgment is correct. Such an existence can never be an ordinary early-stage golden core monk." The old fake baby monk looked at Fang Han, but his face showed a trace of guard.

The aura of the person on the opposite side was only at the early stage of Golden Core, but in this situation, he was calm and composed, which made him hesitate.

"The two of you followed all the way from Tuobian Fairy City."

Fang Han said lightly.

"That's right." The middle-aged man nodded, with a mocking look on his face.

"Fellow Daoist, you keep changing your face and breath, you can hide it from others, but you can't hide it from our brothers." There was a sly smile on the middle-aged man's face.

"You have sold so many thousand-year-old elixirs, and if you don't have thousands of spiritual stones on your body, it will be several million, or even more."

"Brother, we have found a treasure." The middle-aged man looked at the old monk and smiled.

In his heart, no matter how capable the monks at the early stage of Golden Core are, they are absolutely unlucky in front of their two late Golden Cores, especially when their senior brother is still a fake baby monk.

Fang Han understood that he had lived in Tuobian Fairy City for nearly three months. Although he kept changing his aura and appearance and turned into different Jindan monks, selling and selling elixir everywhere, but because they were all millennium, 3000, and 5000 elixir, and there are too many of them.

It is inevitable that people will be watched.

If the other party sees that he is the one who sold it, then these thousand-year-old elixir worth nearly tens of millions of spirit stones will be tempted even in the Nascent Soul stage.

Although I don't know what magical powers or treasures the other two have, they can track him down.

But this is not surprising, the world of cultivating immortals is full of wonders, and various magical powers and secret methods emerge in endlessly.

"Since this fellow Taoist has so many elixir, it should come from an ancient fairy palace?" The old monk asked tentatively.

The fact that there are so many thousand-year-old elixirs is most likely from a certain power in the Immortal Palace. The feeling of uneasiness in the old monk's heart is getting bigger and bigger at this moment, and he can't help feeling a little bit of retreat.

"Brother, whoever he is, in this wild forest for millions of miles, no one will know if he died..." The middle-aged man sneered.

Before he finished speaking, a faint voice sounded.

"Yes, so you can go to die." After this sentence fell,

"Be careful!" By the time the old monk exclaimed, it was already too late.

The middle-aged man only felt that under the golden light, his consciousness could only tilt his head a few inches.

Swish!A shower of blood burst out.

His right shoulder was cut off by a golden sword energy.

Under the severe pain, the middle-aged man just cried out in pain.

It's too late to say.

The flaming long knife that the old monk had just sacrificed had already slashed towards Fang Han.

The latter clicked with one hand, and the two flying swords flew out and instantly knocked the long knife away.

Then formed a Tai Chi sword diagram to fight back against the old monk.

While the middle-aged man retreated in pain, he sacrificed a round shield to protect his body, and at the same time took out the pill with the remaining hand and was about to swallow it.

But at this moment, there was a muffled bang, and the round shield was directly smashed into the air by a huge seal, and the seal's strength remained undiminished, and it slapped hard on his face again.

(End of this chapter)