"Brother, quickly set up a trap to prevent it from escaping! This is a rare soul-eating marten!" Dongfang Hancui shouted from the side.
Hearing Dongfang Hancui's cry, the soul-eating marten gave up attacking Yuwen Zhouyuan and quickly rushed towards Dongfang Hancui.
Yuwen Zhouyuan saw the Soul-eating Marten rushing toward Dongfang Hancui. He patted the storage bag and a set of formation flags flew out.
This set of formation flags was just refined in the Ruyi Suixin Chariot on Yuwen Zhouyuan Road. This formation flag does not require formation disk control, but its power is three points more powerful than those controlled by formation disks.
The soul-eating marten was already psychic. When he saw the formation flag appearing, his eyes showed fear. His body twisted for a while, and a flesh ball suddenly appeared under his ribs, and then the flesh exploded with a snap.
, I saw a pair of wings sprouting from the Soul-Eating Marten's ribs. The wings flapped rapidly, its speed became a little faster, almost turning into a bolt of lightning, and it galloped away.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes were calm, and he controlled the flag with his spiritual thoughts to form a huge trap. At the same time, the soul bead appeared in his hand with a flick of his right hand. As soon as he hit the magic formula, a suction force flew out from the soul bead, and at the same time, a forbidden air
, flashed out from within it instantly, falling suddenly like a meteor across the sky.
Almost in the blink of an eye, he caught up with the soul-eating ferret. The fear in the beast's eyes had turned into panic, and gray air was continuously emitted from its body. However, this gray air was insignificant to the attack of the soul ball.
Without any delay, it landed on the soul-devouring marten.
The soul-devouring marten immediately trembled and fell from mid-air. It was grabbed by Yuwen Zhouyuan from a distance and fell into his hands.
Yuwen Zhouyuan has been very careful to control the power of the soul beads, only using 20%, but he still underestimated the power of a single attribute restriction. Only 20% can transform the equivalent of a real-life late-stage monk.
The soul-eating mink was completely imprisoned.
The soul-eating ferret was lying in Yuwen Zhouyuan's hands, with multiple injuries on its body, purple blood flowing out, and dull eyes. It was obvious that the injury was serious.
Yuwen Zhouyuan looked calm, bit the tip of his right finger, and a drop of blood fell between the eyes of the soul-devouring marten. Then he smashed the soul-fixing bead with his spiritual thoughts, and uttered an obscure spell in his mouth. After a moment, the soul-devouring marten
Soul Marten's eyes became clear.
Yuwen Zhouyuan then patted the storage bag, took out a few pills, and gave them to the soul-devouring marten.
After the transformed Soul Eater took the elixir, its body trembled, and immediately flashed with gray light. Slowly, the wounds on its body healed quickly, and it returned to normal soon. With a movement of its wings, it flew up from Yuwen Zhouyuan's hand.
, circled around Yuwen Zhouyuan several times, and roared helplessly.
Yuwen Zhouyuan patted the storage bag and threw out an inner elixir. The beast's eyes suddenly lit up, its big mouth moved suddenly, and it swallowed the inner elixir into its belly at an extremely fast speed. Then the soul-eating marten squirmed.
After a while, it was obviously swollen a lot.
Yuwen Zhouyuan touched his chin and stared at the Soul-eating Marten for a while. He suddenly took out a storage bag, took out the inner elixirs inside one by one, and kept throwing them to it.
The soul-devouring marten's eyes immediately became a little crazy. Every time it absorbed an inner elixir, its body would grow in size. Especially when it took the middle-grade spiritual beast inner elixir, the beast's body continued to swell.
More than twice as big.
After taking dozens of inner elixirs continuously, the body of the soul-devouring marten has become the same size as an ordinary calf. As a result, the fine hairs on its blue-black body are clearly visible, and its huge wings are even longer.
It was more than ten feet long, and when it was slapped, it caused strong winds.
Especially Na Zi's sharp mouth gave people an extremely sinister feeling. Even Yuwen Zhouyuan couldn't help but feel a little creepy at first glance.
Dongmu Zhen and the other seven ghosts looked at the soul-devouring marten and were so frightened that they did not dare to speak out and hid far away. It seemed that the soul-devouring marten was indeed their natural enemy!
"Sister, I have completely subdued this little thing, let's go!" As soon as he finished speaking, Yuwen Zhouyuan pulled Dongfang Hancui, jumped up, stood on the back of the soul-eating marten, and sent out a spiritual thought, eating
The soul mink suddenly flapped its wings, turned into thunder and disappeared at a very fast speed in the blink of an eye.
Yuwen Zhouyuan could feel the strong wind blowing against his face. It was obvious that the Soul-Eating Marten had taken the inner elixir and had grown in size, and its speed had also increased dramatically.
Yu Wen Zhouyuan stepped on the soul-devouring marten, traveling at lightning speed. Whenever he encountered a monster, as long as it possessed the inner elixir, the beast under his feet would pierce its body with its mouthparts and suck out the inner elixir.
It seems that the mutated soul-eating ferret no longer devours souls, and actually has a soft spot for the inner elixir of monster beasts.
While flying, Yuwen Zhouyuan chatted with Dongfang Hancui about the situation of the mutated soul-eating ferret. After constant contemplation and searching all their memories, the two finally failed to find out what the mutated soul-eating ferret was.
"I'm not looking for it anymore. It doesn't matter what it is, as long as it listens to me and is used by me!" Yuwen Zhouyuan said to Dongfang Hancui.
"My brother is really able to pick it up and put it down! With such a good attitude, it seems that my sister is really into something! No wonder it only took a few years for my brother to cultivate to such a level. My sister is hundreds of years older than you.
It's all in vain." After hearing Yuwen Zhouyuan's words, Dongfang Hancui's eyes couldn't help but light up and he said softly.
"My sister is not slow in practicing among monks of the same level. I am just lazy. How can my sister say it so well? It is just a coincidence that I can practice to the late stage of a true master so quickly." Yuwen Zhouyuan said.
"Brother, there is no need to be modest. What sister said is true." Dongfang Hancui said.
"Sister, have you noticed that since this soul-devouring ferret mutated these wings, its flying speed is much faster than that of the Ruyi Suixin Chariot? How about we not ride on the Ruyi Suixin Chariot in the past few days and drive it first to take a look at it?
How fast is it, and how much does the attack strength increase?" Yuwen Zhouyuan asked Dongfang Hancui.
"Okay, sister, I also have some ideas." Dongfang Hancui said softly.
The two of them had this idea. Along the way, Yuwen Zhouyuan rarely took action. Even though there were several times when the Soul-eating Marten encountered powerful enemies and almost lost his life, Yuwen Zhouyuan always watched with cold eyes. Only in the final crisis of life and death, he
Only then did he help.
As a result, although the journey was somewhat delayed, the aggressiveness of the soul-eating marten continued to increase.
Five days later, Yuwen Zhouyuan and Dongfang Hancui stepped on the beast and finally arrived at Raohuan City according to the guidance of the starry sky.
Raohuan City is quite large, with large and small attic houses scattered throughout the city. There are many monks in it, especially inside and outside the several teleportation arrays in the city, where there is an endless stream of monks.
You must know that there are so many monsters and beasts in the land of neglect now. Only those with a certain level of cultivation dare to walk in the wild, or in small groups.
Most monks choose to spend a small amount of spiritual stones to enter and exit through the teleportation array. In this way, at least safety can be guaranteed.
When Yuwen Zhouyuan and Dongfang Hancui flew from a distance on the Soul-Eating Marten, the few monks responsible for guarding the city immediately stared at the terrifying Soul-Eating Marten with their mouths open.
, all took in a few breaths of air-conditioning.
Yuwen Zhouyuan and the two stepped on the beast and flew into the city without stopping. As soon as they entered the city, three spiritual consciousnesses immediately appeared from the city. These three spiritual consciousnesses flew towards Yuwen Zhouyuan almost instantly.
Sweep over.
Yuwen Zhouyuan frowned, stretched out his hand to pull Dongfang Hancui, and then the two of them disappeared on the spot. When they appeared, they were already in the city. As for the Soul-Eating Marten, he had already put it into the animal pen in the Heavenly Book Space.
As for their cultivation, after Yuwen Zhouyuan deliberately concealed it, they became the middle stage of the true essence, while Dongfang Hancui also compressed their cultivation to the late stage of the true essence.
With how powerful Yuwen Zhouyuan's spiritual consciousness is, no one can see through his true cultivation unless he reaches the True Lord stage.
As soon as Yu Wen and Zhou Yuan disappeared, three people suddenly appeared in mid-air. These three people were almost indistinguishable from each other in appearance, except for the different colors of their clothes, which were green, yellow, and red.
The old man in green had a solemn expression. After taking a careful look around, he said in a deep voice: "This true master Taoist friend obviously doesn't want to show up. That's all. As long as he doesn't cause trouble in Raohuan City, there's no need for us to look for him."
This person is troublesome."
The two people wearing yellow and red robes looked at each other, and disappeared in a flash.
The three of them didn't know that from beginning to end, Yuwen Zhouyuan's spiritual consciousness was locked on the three of them. It wasn't until they disappeared that Yuwen Zhouyuan took back his spiritual consciousness and walked with Dongfang Hancui in Raohuan City.
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While walking, Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes suddenly flashed. He stared at a jade slip shop at the corner of the alley ahead. On the plaque outside the shop, there was a faint trace of spiritual power.
The traces of this spiritual power are very faint, and can only be detected after reaching the true master level. If you are below the true master level, you will not see anything abnormal at all.
Based on Yuwen Zhouyuan's experience in cultivation over the years, he knew that in some major cities, in addition to the market where all the monks faced, there was also a trading place called a secret market.
This secret market often limits traders' cultivation level, and only those who reach a certain level can enter it.
Yuwen Zhouyuan glanced at it for a few times, and was about to walk with Dongfang Hancui when suddenly his expression changed and he saw a young man running quickly towards him. This young man had fine features, but his expression was quite panicked. He looked back while running.
, behind him, a middle-aged man with a ferocious look chased after him from behind and grabbed the young man's shoulder. The young man hid in a hurry and almost bumped into Yuwen Zhouyuan.
Yuwen Zhouyuan ducked and passed from the side.
The young man staggered a few steps and fell to the ground. From his arms, a green jade piece fell out. The jade piece was the size of a fist and looked crystal clear.
There was a look of fear on the young man's face, and he quickly grabbed Qingyu and held it tightly in his hands.
At this time, the middle-aged man had already come closer. Perhaps the position where Yuwen Zhouyuan was standing blocked his way. The man waved his hand and moved towards Yuwen Zhouyuan and the others.
Yuwen Zhouyuan frowned, took a step back, and let go of the opponent's waving arm.
The middle-aged man looked surprised, but still said viciously: "If you dare to block your grandpa's way, get out of here!"
Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes were calm and he glanced at this man. This middle-aged man's cultivation had barely reached the late stage of True Yuan, and his spiritual power in his body was even more incomplete. He had obviously taken drugs to force it up.