Chapter 113 spit out to sell money(1/2)
The shadows of the tree were flapping in the howling wind, as if they were about to eat monsters.
Not to mention other little monsters, the Eagle King and other eighth-level demon kings are now very worried about the darkness. Afterwards, they checked the area, and all the beasts that did not come out were alive and corpses, and only blood splattered everywhere.
The horror of human cultivation can be seen from this!
No matter how powerful they are, they will only kill them one by one, but they are better off, they will serve one by one, and they will serve one by one.
Thousands, from the first-level little demon to the Tushan King, the Jiao King and the other five were all taken away!
The little demons hurried together, looking at the gentle plants and trees that were very docile during the day, fearing that they would jump up and beat the demons.
So many companions disappeared forever in the dark place. Before everyone disappeared, they screamed so badly, and even the Dragon King, who had always been high, was crying for help sadly!
Now, who dares to move around?
Lu Lingqi spent a long time climbing out from under the rocks. Looking into the distance, it turned out to be so noisy that it was so noisy that An Anjingjing didn't even scream a little beast, and couldn't help but tremble.
In fact, she didn't know what she was afraid of. She was trembling and holding the compass, calculating the direction, and running to the periphery without any chance.
Qingzhuer, who is ready to help cover up at any time, doesn’t know if he should laugh. What’s so scary about ghosts? What’s the real scary thing in this world is people.
The ghost world that day was clearly created by Demonic.
But she thought about this and didn't say it.
There are still many great monsters in Baizheng Mountain. You can rush back to the desert earlier and live a peaceful life earlier.
...
Donggao was also moving at night. He sat on the slender spiritual boat and walked forward against the tree canopy.
There was also a few who were on the boat, who were seriously injured.
This elder of Shanhai Sect had never looked at him before. Now... if he could do it, he really wanted to kill him with one knife.
It’s just a pity that he is too low in cultivation. He dared not take action before he was fully sure and before he walked out of the Baizheng Mountain.
"Breaking the boat a little more." Su Fang, who closed his eyes and rested, sat in the back seat, "Don't worry, no monster dares to come out now."
A group of rural demons who had never seen the world were obviously scared by the Nine Yin Formation Demon.
"Speaking of this, the Nine Yin Formation is a hair."
Su Fang was full of depression and had nowhere to release, "The chaos of mountains and rivers in my Shanhai Sect is the most powerful magic array in the world."
If it weren't for being targeted by the crazy woman Jiang Xue early in the morning, he would have been able to touch the fish in a mess.
"Boy, you are a monk from Shanhai Sect. What's the best thing to do with the Siwuju clerk?" He was in poor health and urgently needed a loyal person, "Go back to Shanhai Sect, I will accept you as my disciple."
Accepting apprentices?
What have you done long ago?
Donggao's eyes flashed, "Late... I don't dare, I have poor spiritual root qualifications, and my luck is not good either."
Bad luck?
Su Fang is in urgent need of luck now. When he heard him say he is not lucky, he remembered that this kid had almost nothing to come out in the Five Elements Secret Land. "Your luck... although not very good, it is not too bad. At least... he came out alive from the Five Elements Secret Land."
He has to go back alive.
"That little girl from Qiandao Sect has a good relationship with you, right?"
It seems that Suiqing took care of this boy because of that little girl.
Thinking of this, Su Fang suddenly felt that this kid might not have any wealth, but his other luck was not bad. "If we knew that they took the approximate route, we would be safe."
"I heard... I heard a few words."
Donggao seemed very hesitant, "Senior Suiqing wants to take care of Lin Qi, so he didn't plan to go to Baizheng Mountain."
This was told by Senior Chongyun, and Chongyun also told him a lot.
For example, when facing the monk Xidi, they use the worst breath-taking decision and hang the smallest storage bag. When they see it, they will pretend not to see it. When facing the crazy monster, they use the breath-taking decision she passed on in person, and when they get messy in other places, they have to run out as soon as possible. Only when they reach Jueling Desert can they get a safe place.
In a place with spiritual energy, he cannot kill this old monster who is wielding on him, but when he reaches the land of the ultimate spirit, he will definitely be able to do so.
"I heard that if half a month has passed, I will no longer chase the large army ahead."
"Well! Sui Qing wants to chase him now, but he is powerless." Seeing Chong Yun's sword move that day, Su Fang was eager to rush out, obviously not her alone, "He said he would not be hurt even more than me."
What?
A trace of worry appeared in Donggao's eyes, and he raised the speed of the spiritual boat a little.
Su Fang glanced at him and then said, "The Taoist monks are relatively a little bit together. If you are faster, we should be able to catch up with them."
As long as he can keep up with Suiqing, even if he doesn't like him ten thousand, he will breathe a sigh of relief in terms of safety.
"During the beast tide, the Xidi people suffered more casualties than us. They must be unable to organize the pursuit of the people, and there is no need to worry about it."
Su Fang seemed to be analyzing, "However, after this change, we may have to rest in the desert for a long time. I have to take care of my injuries, and Sui Qing's injuries must also be cared for. Only when we have recovered the injuries can we ensure the safety of everyone returning to the world of immortal cultivation."
“…”
Donggao was upset by his last sentence.
Yes!
They cannot always stay in a place where there are no spirits, and they always have to return to the world of immortal cultivation.
Whether you go to the Xidi grassland or return to the border between the desert and Baijin Mountain after 150,000 miles, there is one more Nascent Soul monk or one less Nascent Soul monk.
He sighed softly in his heart, "Don't worry, senior, I will definitely try my best to take you to catch up with Senior Suiqing and the others."
This is what you want.
Su Fang closed his mouth.
He never thought that this qi-refining cultivator would have a murderous intention to kill him. He was just afraid that when he met other people, whether they were Xidi people or Demonic cultivators, they might have some thoughts when they saw him seriously injured.
...
Hearing the whistling wind in the distance, Lu Lingqi, who arrived at the border, was really relieved.
"Qingzhu, look at Baijin Mountain. If there is a little turbulence there, let's make a sound immediately."
She went to the outer periphery and released a leaf-shaped flying spiritual weapon, "It's much faster to use spiritual power to rush on the road than to rush on the road with two legs."
Her eyes had to look at the road ahead, and she had to estimate that she could not be too close to the desert or too far away. "My master and the others were fast, so they might have rushed forward long ago."
"OK!"
It was related to their safety, Qingzhuer agreed immediately.
The two divided their work and worked together, and moved forward at full speed around a hundred meters away from the desert.
It was not until the distant sky gradually turned a little white and the Baizheng Mountain, which had been quiet all night, that it was considered alive.
The little demons squeezed each other all night, stretched their waists and cleared their throats. Of course, they had to fill their stomachs, but they had to fill their stomachs...
Hearing the movements in the distance, Lu Lingqi approached the desert for about ten feet, afraid that she would not be able to run away when she slapped her.
Trepidation!
The Eagle King routinely inspected the border. In the past few days, he has been cultivated and has a high appetite. He doesn't want to eat those little monsters with heavy taste. He wants to see if there is any cultivator with a poor cultivation level to let him fill his stomach.
That day, the two bad guys who were injured by the hidden arrows were trampled into flesh paste. As a result, something happened to Lao Jiao and the others. No one was attentive to see. The next day, the monster who came back didn't even arrive 30%.
Those two bad guys were still on the desert border and did not appear at times, as if they were specifically trying to attract his appetite.
According to everyone's previous temperament, they will definitely send the little demon to stomp it over again.
However, after that deadly eternal night, they inexplicably felt a sense of awe for the monks,
In various legends and inheritances, Nascent Soul monks of the same level are not easy to mess with. Try not to mess with if they can.
When the Eagle King was looking for someone, he deliberately avoided the front, so as not to be angry with the two of them.
After a while, he suddenly paused while traveling in the air.
What did he see?
How could a vine fly in the sky?
Hiss! It’s either an immortal object or a trick of a low-level monk to deceive demons, right?
Trepid~~
His voice rose, with a hint of surprise, and rushed over.
Unfortunately, my right wing, which was injured a few days ago, was not as flexible as usual.
"Hurry and hurry!" As I was anxious, Qingzhu'er's mouth was no longer straight.
Fortunately, Lu Lingqi also heard the eagle king's cry, his body tilted slightly, and he didn't even want the flying spirit weapon. He started to use the Ethereal and Undecided, and quickly ran to the desert.
Qingzhuer retracted her wrist as soon as he was about to forbid the spirit.
Feeling that the spiritual energy was sealed, Lu Lingqi had not breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the big eagle rushing over.
Haha! It turns out that early birds eat insects.
The little girl looked childish and her cultivation was definitely not high, but no matter what her cultivation level was, the flesh and blood of the monks tasted better than the little demons she usually ate.
To be continued...