Before Chen Ling could speak, he looked at Ni Wanqing next to him and said, "Ni Wanqing will be the referee."

Ni Wanqing had a strange expression, but said nothing. He had always known this cow. Although he was speechless, he was used to it anymore.

Faced with Ding Dali's proposal, Chen Ling didn't say much, but just made a gesture to express his agreement.

As she said that, the two of them slowly entered the dense forest and sneaked into the forest. Ni Wanqing behind her was several feet away from them, followed closely behind. Then she gently rotated up. The green ivy in the blue shirt was like a flower flying all over the sky, flying lightly in the air, which was very beautiful, but no one noticed this beauty except the silent earth.

She jumped forward and supported her on a towering tree. This should be the deepest part of this dense forest. All the floating and sounds on this big tree will be visible. Looking at the two people sneaking deep in the dense forest, Ni Wanqing smiled and looked particularly relaxed.

Chen Ling sneaked deeper along the dense forest. The dense jungle surrounded the mountains tightly. Only a little warm sun was squeezed from the gap. When the morning dew that had not yet been dispersed fell lightly along the branches and leaves, soaking with a cool feeling. He touched the bamboo flute on his waist, gently tugged the leaves and continued to move forward. He was cautious in his entire journey. Although it was daytime, there were unknown dangers in any deep mountains and forests in the mysterious world.

He pulled the bamboo flute in his hand and headed towards a broken slope in the deep forest. He was used to hunting with Xiao Man on weekdays. He knew the habits of prey. The more steep the place, the more habitat the beasts were.

As for the bamboo flute in his hand, he has long been used to using it to defend against enemies over the years. Whether it is playing wonderful songs or practicing martial arts and boxing, he is always inseparable from this bamboo flute, so hunting is even more out of the box.

The other young man, who was only a few feet away from Chen Ling, also placed the crossbow behind him in front of his chest, slowed down, his eyes circulated, and he swept his every move ahead. He took advantage of his breath and looked for a little provocative look, and then he continued to move forward after a chuckle.

In Ding Dali's opinion, he is the most powerful among the younger generation in the clan, so he is determined to win this competition and has absolute certainty. At least in his opinion, Chen Ling is much worse than himself in terms of meridian cultivation.

Now he has 70% or 80% of the cultivation of the abdominal vein, and has cultivated into five light petals in his body. It is also close to the six petals of true knowledge that are only a rare thing in the clan.

Of course, there are also strange talents in the Xuan clan. For example, Ni Wanqing on the tree, she is a cultivation monster. She is already at the peak of the abdominal vein. She hides the last line of touching the Tai Chi vein and the umbilical vein. She is a cicada pupa. She is born with a spirit, and naturally has high talent. She has an advantage in age, which is naturally unmatched by ordinary people.

Ni Wanqing's bright eyes moved on the tree, staring at the two people in the forest, looking normal and calm. When she looked at the cow, she made a face full of disgust and said to herself: Anyway, this cow doesn't know, and she is more concerned about the figure on the other side. She turned her eyes to Chen Ling. Seeing his every move, she couldn't help but chuckle and laughed out loud, and said in her heart: "Brother Shunzi, it seems that she is still not stupid, and everyone knows to look for the broken slope."

For Ni Wanqing, the nature in the mysterious world made her feel very appropriate and free. Maybe she should be close to the earth and grow in this forest of all things. This may be related to her nature. After all, she is the incarnation of a cicada pupa and is naturally free and romantic.

If there was no fear in the night fog, perhaps she and her mother-in-law would not have come to the cave, nor would they have met Brother Shunzi. Without the protection of the cave, she and her mother-in-law would not have been born, and might have been wiped out and gone to earth.

The two of them moved forward slowly and their pace became lighter and lighter. They gradually approached the hinterland of the broken slope of the mountain. Of course, the distance between them gradually widened.

Ding Dali gently pushed away Maolin with a crossbow and chose to go to the east side of Duanya. His steps were as light as stepping on thin ice, refreshing and alert, and he was cautious. On the other hand, Chen Ling went to the west side of the cliff, where the lush green and quiet made him believe more in his guess.

Just as the two of them slowly entered the end of the cliff, the flock of birds in the forest made restless lows from time to time and spread their wings around the forest. These flocks of birds are the most common in the Xuan Realm. They often feed on snakes and beasts and ants and live in groups. They are called Yibirds by the Xuan people. Yibirds reproduce quickly and have a large number. They maintain the biological chain of the entire Xuan Realm and become the prey of many beasts. In order not to break this food chain, the Xuan people never hunt Yibirds.

This group of birds flew out in amazement and circled around the forest, causing an abnormal movement immediately. Suddenly, a rustling and rapid sound came from the bushes in front of Chen Ling. Chen Ling refreshed his mind and calmed down, exerted the veins in his body, fostered his palms, and slowly moved to the bushes.

The forest was tall and dense, with a fan-shaped snug fitting against the rocks. When Chen Ling was about to approach, a few elks suddenly jumped out of the dense sluice and jumped into the depths of the jungle. It was already several feet away while jumping. The elk was fat, but it was light and quick to run. I felt that after crossing the bushes several times, it was far away from Chen Ling, and it was extremely fast.

Seeing this, Shunfengzi moved the bamboo flute in his hand. In a moment of thought, he threw the bamboo flute around his waist. Taking advantage of the veins nurturing his palms, he saw him running towards a deer and jumping quickly. When he felt that he was about to approach the target, he turned over and leaned down on the ground with his palms, instantly picked up a small stone, and used his veins to hit the deer.

The stone was extremely small, but the speed was extremely fast under the urinary energy. It hit the elk's legs and feet directly through the leaves. The elk fell to the ground instantly. After struggling for several years, it curled up to the ground. Chen Ling used just the force, but it hit the elk so hard that it could not move, and did not hurt its life. He ran forward, stabilized the elk with its urinary energy, and continued to lock the next target.

Using the same method, after a lot of trouble, several elks were captured one after another. This method was indeed extremely effective. When the last one was left, it was allowed to avoid his attack. The elk that escaped went to the depths of the cliff canyon, and Chen Lingji was reluctant to leave.

Ding Dali on the other side also captured a lot. He shot the sharp arrow into the endless bush forest. The arrow contained a thick vein. The sharp arrow hit the ground and exploded instantly, making a loud bang, and echoes came from the surrounding forest.

Under his attack, the elk hiding in the bushes instantly rushed east and Tibet, revealing its traces. Taking this opportunity, Ding Dali took a sharp arrow and shot and killed one after another, and caught several heads. He was overjoyed, but he was unwilling to look for the deep forest again.

His vein skills are not weak, and his power is naturally profound. When he shot the arrow, the elk was unable to escape. He would hit him with one blow, but none of them survived. He lost his breath on the spot and was still glamorous.

Ni Wanqing, who was holding on the tree, watched the deer fall down. Her face, which had a smile on her face, suddenly became stiff and had no expression. She didn't know whether she should blame the cow, or that it was their fate.

A elk struggled to get up, but it was extremely difficult, making a sound, rustling the vine.

Shocked by this slight sound, Ni Wanqing turned her mind and looked at the deer. Seeing that although her heel was injured, it was not serious. She only had a trace of pulse energy injected into her heel, making her numb. If this pulse energy was removed, it would return to nature, at least it was a glamorous and complete life. Looking at the west side of the dense forest, one scene after another, Ni Wanqing felt a hint of relief in her heart, and a smile appeared on her face again.

Her eyes looked deep in the west, looking for the figure she liked. At this time, as the two of them competed, the scope gradually expanded a lot, and they were getting farther and farther away from their own scope.

She leaped down lightly and headed lightly towards the elk that had been struggling just now. When she approached her, the elk's eyes were flashing with horror. She wanted to struggle to get up and escape, but in vain. Finally, it was still no longer moving, and lowered its head as if it had been conquered by fate, looking at a certain place, soaked in tears.

Seeing this, Ni Wan looked at the Qing Dynasty. The other elk dozens of feet away was also unable to move at all. Suddenly, her heart was shocked, as if it had softened. They were all living things, but they also had feelings.

Her jade-like hand gently waved, and a gentle energy circled around her fingers and instantly pointed towards the heels of the deer. When the energy point was touched, the deer struggled a few times, got up and regained its movement. It quickly ran to the distance, circled around the other deer, making a wailing cry for help, and looked back at the girl from time to time, with an expression of inexplicable misery and begging.

While the energy between his fingers had not dissipated, another purple energy hit the heel of the elk. The elk slowly stood up and shook his body. The two elks did not rush to leave. They looked at the girl not far away, and seemed to have a bright color in their eyes. After a pause, they quickly ran towards the depths of the dense forest.

Seeing the two elks gradually running away until they disappeared, she realized that she inadvertently released Brother Shunzi's victory, but at this moment she had no regrets in her heart, and she felt happy and happy.

She looked at the direction where the elk disappeared, then turned to look for Shen Ling.

On this side, Shen Ling came to the cliff on the west side of the mountain. It was denser than the place just now. Even the trees became towering. The branches interacted deeply, and the lush leaves were staggered. There were unknown short bushes everywhere between the trees. Some open space was scattered and the sunlight seemed to stop here, and was blocked by the lush forest. Those who didn't know the time thought that it was night here.

With the quiet and coolness, Shen Ling couldn't help but shivered. He stopped here and pinched the bamboo flute in front of his chest. Although he had come to Xiao Man several times, this was the first time he went alone at the end of the cliff, and he couldn't help but feel a little frigid in his heart.

Although the danger here is far less than the top of the mountain, I have heard from people in the clan that ancient monsters exist in any mountain in the Xuan Realm. They hide in the ancient mountains, charming their minds and absorb their souls. Even monsters at night should be avoided and can't do anything.

Chen Ling glanced around, and he knew in his heart that if he went further, it would be very dangerous, but if he went back now, if he happened to be met by Ding Dali and Ni Wanqing, wouldn't he look chilling? It makes people say that he is a timid and afraid of things, and his face will be even more vague.

When he is afraid of things, he is not what a man calls him. In this quiet and weird place, there is a constant coldness, but it has not changed his determination at this moment. He insists on looking forward.

After Chen Ling sorted out his mood, he continued to move around the scattered clearings. The further he went, the denser the trees became and the darker the light became. The bushes on both sides became taller and taller, as if they were wrapping people, and their progress became slower.
Chapter completed!