Chapter 33: Barren Bone Grassland (2)
Song Zheng said quickly: "There is a yin ghost soul-eating grass that is ten feet tall and fifty feet tall in the west, which is moving over. Why don't you try it?"
"Bah!" Zhou Kou cursed: "Master Kou, I'm not stupid."
Shi Yi shivered: "One zhang thick and fifty zhang tall. Is this still a grass? It's taller than a tree."
No one dared to provoke that obvious "grass king". He took Song Zheng as an arrow and quickly broke through in the current direction. Song Zheng used thunder thunder fifteen consecutive times, but he was still unable to do so.
Zhao Xiao took a step forward and opened the way with the "Beacon Fire Molten the Sky": "I'll do it!"
After moving forward for a few miles, Zhao Xiao stepped back and replaced Shi Yi, then Zhou Kou, and finally Wang Jiu. Then he started to reincarnate from Song Zheng.
After a few hours, the five of them were exhausted, but the grassland was still boundless. How far was the rolling mountains and how far was there now!
Behind him, the huge grass king was chasing him. Its speed was not fast, but it was approaching bit by bit as the speed of the five people slowed down!
"What's wrong!" Shi Yi said the first: "We seem to be in circles."
Zhou Kou also said: "We have been running for so long, we shouldn't be so far away from that mountain."
Zhao Xiao's expression moved and squatted down to search for some big pits that Song Zheng had just exploded with "Thunder of the Earth", but what surprised Shi Yi and the others was that Zhao Xiao was fumbled in the pit with his eyes closed. After a while, she seemed to have found it. Her arm shook and pulled something out of the soil and pinched it, shouting: "Scholar, is there any second-level antidote medicine?"
"Yes." Song Zheng agreed, as if he had figured out something, so he hurriedly took out a jade bottle from his arms and gave each person a pill.
Last time, he followed Wang Jiu and Zhou Kou's wallets, but the "all assets" of the three of them combined were only enough for Song Zheng to buy some first-level strange medicines. But this time it was for nothing, and there were many second-level and third-level.
After taking it, everyone didn't feel anything. After the medicine was effective, they suddenly felt a sharp pain in their eyes. After two drops of blood and tears were shed, they blinked and looked again. The hallucinations in front of them disappeared. They were blown up by Song Zheng's "earth thunder" around them, and traces of other humanitarian magic weapons remained, but they were only a hundred feet away from where they first set out - they had been moving within this very small range.
Zhao Xiao stretched out his hand: "It's this thing that causes the trouble."
The four of them were startled. A dark child skull bit Zhao Xiao's finger, but it was obviously impossible to cause harm to Zhao Xiao. The terrifying child skull was also a bit strange. If you look closely, you will find that it was made up of various bones, like teeth, and people's teeth, beast teeth, and insect teeth, which looked indescribable.
Zhao Xiao shook his arm and the little ghost's head was shattered: "This is a gangster ghost, which is very rare and most people will not know. If a monk or demon clan is harmed by the Yin Ghost Soul-Eating Grass, some people practice the skills that they practice are to control the ghosts. The ghosts they control will continue to be controlled by the Yin Ghost Soul-Eating Grass, and produce these gangster ghosts.
These things are not strong, but if they die, they will emit a colorless and tasteless poisonous gas that can deceive people's six consciousnesses."
He glanced at Zhou Kou: "If the bandit dies, his dog will be a gangster." His words were cold and made Zhou Kou tremble for a moment, and he was afraid of her for no reason.
Song Zheng couldn't help but look at her more, and he was surprised that such a remote story would have known.
But before he could ask, he suddenly felt a sense of his heart. He looked back and his face changed: "That grass king is less than ten miles away from us!"
"Let's go!" Shi Yi roared and led the way, but everyone was at the end of their strength, and the speed of advancement was greatly reduced. Two hours later, Song Zheng stomped on the ground for the sixtieth time, stimulating "thunder from the earth", but these techniques only triggered three thunders and disappeared.
He was so tired that he was panting, his face was wet with sweat. He was observing the situation around him. In the darkness behind him, a huge blade of grass fell silently, and caught him in the air in just a roll!
"Scholar!" The four of them screamed, and the grass leaf was extremely fast, and they fainted into the dark sky with a sound! Zhou Kou rushed out with a roar, and Shi Yi shouted in shock: "Bandits are back!"
Zhou Kou faced him, a shadow hit him. He flipped his claw blade into the air, turned into a huge knife wheel, slashed over with a scream, gritting his teeth and cursing: "Damn it!"
puff--
The claw blade seemed to have cut into something, but it did not respond to Zhou Kou Fei coming back. In the air, a ghost claw suddenly appeared, and grabbed Zhou Kou like a black lightning, capturing Zhou Kou. Zhou Kou roared and screamed, and his spiritual light burst out, struggling hard, but the huge ghost claw retracted back into the darkness without any trace.
Zhou Kou roared twice, the third one was a shrill scream, and then there was no sound again.
In the darkness, there was a silence around. The remaining three people were full of tears, and they held back their grief and fear and leaned against each other, looking around with vigilant eyes. The magic weapon was in their hands, and the terrifying grass king had arrived, and they had no choice but to fight to the death!
"No need to be sad, we will go with them soon." Shi Yi whispered.
Wang Jiu's body shook uncontrollably, and Zhao Xiao slapped the fat man hard. Wang Jiu wanted to curse, but when he saw the prickly cold light in his eyes behind Zhao Xiao's iron face, he bit his lips hard and forced himself to become stronger.
Suddenly, a strange rustling sound came from the darkness ahead of them, like countless rough wooden sticks rubbing against the conglomerate.
In the darkness, a huge creature slowly appeared. It was more like a totem worshipped by a small tribe of the demon race. The tall and thick grass stems and wide grass leaves were covered with chains made of dead bones. Below it, a tall mound raised, the main root of the giant grass was in this mound, and under the mound, there were countless bones, monsters, beasts, and even a few unknown origins. It might be some kind of creature from the ancient times, or... some mysterious existence that cannot be proclaimed to the mouth!
The creepy rustling sound was the sound of these dead bones rubbing against the ground while carrying huge grass.
Chapter completed!