As soon as night fell, the miners dragged their tired bodies to the surface of the ore mined today in exchange for a pitiful amount of food.

In a quiet mine, a silver light flashed, and a thin young man appeared out of thin air.

Han Yu suddenly recited a few incantations in his mouth, and there was a "clattering" sound in his body, and his face was blurred for a while, and he became the same as the monk surnamed Fang who had just arrived here.

Then he took out a set of black robes from the storage bag, put them on his body haphazardly, pressed his spiritual pressure to the level of the tenth layer of qi refining, and walked towards the mine.

Halfway through, he adjusted his body again, and when he became similar to the monk surnamed Fang, he had come to the place where he broke up yesterday.

The brocade-robed man who was still digging the cave suddenly frowned, and with a sweep of his divine thoughts, he found that it was the monk surnamed Fang who sent him in this morning, and his face showed a strange look.

"Uncle Lu, Uncle Zhang, please go to the mine to talk!" the square-faced monk shouted after walking a few steps, and the sound came far through the empty mine tunnel, and the echo could be faintly heard.

"What is that old guy looking for me, are you still thinking about cultivating the myelin pill?" the brocade-robed man couldn't help but snort coldly and muttered.

However, he didn't want the location of the cave to be discovered, so he strode over.

"What is Zhang Daoyou looking for me?" Before the square-faced monk could speak, the figure of the brocade-robed man walked out of the darkness, and his tone was faintly impatient.

"Disciple doesn't know!" When the monk surnamed Fang heard this, he hurriedly lowered his head and said with a little trepidation.

The brocade-robed man was very impatient in his heart, but it was impossible to deal with the disciples stationed in the mine like he did with mortals, so he nodded impatiently: "Lead the way ahead!"

"Yes. The monk surnamed Fang said respectfully.

The two of them walked a few steps, as if he remembered something, the monk surnamed Fang hesitated for a long time before turning his head, and said with some awe: "Uncle Lu, didn't you see the whereabouts of the miners who brought us over today?

"I don't know" The brocade-robed man popped out two words from between his teeth.

The monk surnamed Fang nodded, and wanted to look past the brocade-robed man towards the depths of the mine. Perhaps because the corpse had not yet been disposed of, the brocade-robed man reached out and dragged it away.

It was at this time that a mutation suddenly occurred!

Before the brocade-robed man's hand could catch it, the figure of the man surnamed Fang beside him appeared behind him vaguely, and at the same time, a golden light swept through his neck and swept towards his neck.

The brocade-robed man didn't react at all, but just as the golden light was about to slash his neck, rolling blood suddenly appeared on his body, blocking the fatal blow.

The brocade-robed man was furious, and his hand reached for the storage bag, wanting to take out the magic weapon to resist.

But at this moment, green vines suddenly appeared from the soles of his feet, tightly wrapping his legs, and more than a dozen wind blades appeared out of thin air in front of him, slashing towards his body with a hollow roar.

The angry expression on the face of the brocade-robed man turned into horror when he saw these sudden attacks, and fear filled his heart.

Seeing that these wind blades were attacking in front of him in an instant, he had no choice but to pour all his spiritual power into the black armor on his body, hoping to survive the crisis in front of him with this high-level magic weapon.

Han Yu saw the ink-black light, and the killing intent welled up in his eyes. I saw that the cuffs shook, the fiery red flying sword was in his hand, and the hand was thrown into the sky, and the flying sword had transformed into four and attacked him from different directions.

"Bell Bell Bell"

The wind blade struck the light of the armor, making a crisp sound of gold and iron. But the steps of the brocade-robed man retreated again and again, and he took more than a dozen steps back to stabilize his figure.

Before he could react, the four-flying sword was already stabbing at him.

The brocade-robed man hurriedly swept away with his divine thoughts, but found that the aura of the four flying swords was exactly the same, which made him a little panicked.

He roared, flicked his cuffs, and three crystal clear ice swords rushed towards the three flying swords that were attacking head-on.

Whew

The three ice swords passed through the phantom of the flying sword, and a blur solidified again, although the brocade-robed man was a little strange in his heart, but he didn't care so much at the moment, and hurriedly took out a red shield from the storage bag and blocked it.

The flying sword slammed into the shield, turning into red smoke and slowly dissipating.

"Poof"

He was still wondering in his heart, there was a sudden sharp pain in his back, a flying sword pierced his body from behind, he looked down at the fiery red tip of the sword, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Then a figure escaped like lightning again, a hand on his shoulder, countless frost and cold qi gushed out wildly, and a thick layer of frost condensed on his body. The man was still struggling, but he found that the mana in his body had completely fallen silent, and he couldn't use a single inch, so he could only watch as the frost grew thicker and thicker, and the person lost consciousness.

Han Yu looked at the thick iceman in front of him, and slowly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

He hunted the Demon Dao monks in the wasteland with one blow, and this kind of capture without killing was the first attempt, and the difficulty of doing so was much more difficult than simply killing people.

However, the reason why Han Yu dared to make this attempt was also because he was the only one in this vein, and he didn't have to worry about being discovered by others, on the one hand, it was unexpected, and on the other hand, it was limited by terrain.

If in a normal fight, the other party senses that something is wrong, he can fly to a high altitude, and if he is clever enough to escape for help, he may even cause some trouble.

It was precisely because of the limitations of the terrain that Han Yu dared to try his Phantom Sword Technique, but he didn't expect that the effect of the first use was not bad, seriously injuring a monk in the early stage of foundation building.

Han Yu didn't dare to slack off, and after freezing this person, the silver light flashed, and he took him to the cave mansion he had opened.

After slowly dissolving the cold ice on his body, Han Yu looked at this person's resentful eyes and smiled, not wanting to pay attention to it.

"Did the man with the surname Zhang ask you here?" the brocade-robed man asked resentfully.

Han Yu sealed the person's acupuncture point and did not answer his question. Instead, he took out a soul search talisman from his storage bag, and then arranged a set of formations beside him.

"Don't be impulsive, I'll give it if he wants my Cultivation Pill!" The brocade-robed man didn't seem to have figured out the situation yet, his face changed, and he begged for mercy and began to soften.

However, Han Yu ignored it, and snatched out the clothes, storage bags, and some gadgets hidden on his body, and then slowly approached with the soul search talisman.

"This fellow Daoist, we can discuss anything! As long as you let me go, magic weapons, talismans, exercises, elixirs, magic pets, you can choose whatever you want!" The man in the brocade robe looked at the soul search talisman in the man's hand, and he couldn't control his mind anymore, tears and snot flowed, and he seemed to have been scared out of his guts!

"Stop struggling, isn't it good to be a fool?" Han Yu squatted down and said lightly.

"I know, you are" A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in the brocade-robed man's mind, and he connected the guy in front of him with the affairs of Xilan City.

But in the next moment, a soul search charm was attached to the door of his head, and his eyes suddenly became blank, and the whole person looked stupid.

Han Yu didn't waste time, sitting cross-legged beside him, and pressed a palm to his head.

After two hours, Han Yu had already searched everything he wanted to know.

The city of Xilan has now become extremely chaotic, and everyone, including Elder Yudan, has no clue about it. Han Yu was slightly relieved when he heard the news, and sat aside and pondered silently.

After a long time, he asked Shi Ling to seal the stupid corpse in the depths of the mine, put the battle armor that had poked him into a hole and lost his spirituality on his hand, took all the magic weapons on his body, and changed into a new set of brocade robes, changing into his appearance.

Then he went to destroy the half-excavated cave, buried the body he threw later, and saw that there were no mistakes, and sat in the cave to roughly refine the magic weapon, and studied the next plan in his mind.