The two monsters were fighting with a roar, and the monkeys and monkeys were cheering and cheering on the side, which was very humane.
Mo Wuxie couldn't help but smile. As their cultivation level improved, these monsters really became wiser!
He looked at the Sanyang Fruit again. The eight crocodiles did not pose much of a threat to him. He was just afraid that there were thousands of them below.
Although the young man from Tianlong Pavilion was watching the excitement, his eyes kept scanning the San Yang Guo. It was obvious that he was waiting for an opportunity to make a move.
Thinking of Qinghe, he knew that time could not wait. So, he jumped out from the treetop.
Void walked towards the front, looking like he was taking a leisurely stroll.
The boy from Tianlong Pavilion looked wary the moment Mo Wuxie appeared. Then he saw him flying without emitting any aura, and he immediately hesitated.
Only masters of Wu Dong Qian Kun can have profound energy without color. Could it be that the person in front of me is a master of Wu Dong Qian Kun?
The young man was startled when he thought of this, but he was really unwilling to look at Sanyang Guo.
The young man watched Mo Wuxie walk in slowly, not knowing what to say for a moment.
"If I were you, I would leave here quickly!" Mo Wuxie smiled slightly, showing his shining teeth.
The young man was unsure, but he was muttering, aren't you me now? Why don't you let me leave if you don't leave? Are you obviously trying to steal my Sanyang Fruit?
Mo Wuxie did not speculate too much on the young man's thoughts, but continued to approach the Three Yang Fruit.
After reaching the attack range of the eight crocodiles, his speed suddenly increased and he entered their ambush circle like a stream of light.
At the same time, the crocodile rushed out of the water at the same time, opened its terrifying mouth, and bit into all parts of Mo Wuxie's body.
Mo Wuxie laughed coldly and instantly escaped into the tomb of the gods.
The sad thing is that the eight magical beasts did not bite Mo Wuxie, but instead collided with each other, and there was a sudden banging sound.
Mo Wuxie calculated the time and appeared in an instant. At this time, eight crocodiles collided together and were about to fall.
In other words, now is the time for the crocodiles to make new efforts to make a living.
I saw him suddenly transform into a series of figures, stomping heavily on the crocodile's head.
Bang bang bang——
The eight crocodiles fell into the swamp several times faster than they had rushed up, stirring up mud for tens of meters.
Mo Wuxie stood beside the Sanyang tree, showing a hint of joy. There were actually three fruits. He took out the jade box without hesitation, wrapped the three fruits with mysterious energy, picked them out, put them in, and then hurriedly moved in one direction.
Fly away.
From the time he knocked away the crocodile to picking the fruit, the speed was unimaginable. The young man in Tianlong Pavilion only felt that the figure in front of him flickered, and he flew away. The fruit that made him salivate was gone.
The young man pinched his fingers and almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
The two monsters also stopped, looked in the direction of the fruit, and suddenly roared like thunder and rushed towards the boy.
The young man was so horrified that he no longer cared about the heartache and left as if running away. However, he was following Mo Wuxie's direction. It seemed that he still had his evil intentions.
Mo Wuxie is naturally very clear about the effect of Sanyang Fruit. Although Sanyang Fruit can increase people's lifespan, he did not eat it. Instead, he planned to make a pill to make the life-extending effect of Sanyang Fruit more significant and distribute it to those who need it.
people eat it.
The Sanyang Fruit was available, but there were still dozens of medicinal materials needed to refine the Three-Revolution Soul-Gathering Pill. He could only hope that he could get all the medicinal materials, especially the two main medicinal ingredients, the Seven-Star Polygonum Lingguo.
With Nine-Leaf Lingzhu Grass.
His speed is very fast and his color does not change. Therefore, with just a few turns in the forest, anyone who wants to follow him will be thrown away.
Suddenly, he stopped on a tree, looked at a mark on the trunk, looked puzzled, and then suddenly realized.
There is a sword symbol on this tree trunk, which should be the secret signal for the gathering of the sword pavilion.
He followed the direction of the sword and flew towards the left front. After flying for a while, he found another sword-shaped mark. He knew that his direction was not wrong, and it seemed that it would not be difficult to find Qinghe.
Following the signposts as we criss-crossed the forest, two hours passed in an instant.
He suddenly stopped again and found that he was lost. He circled around the mark. And this sword-shaped mark was not only a sign of gathering, but also a mark of the way out. It is not difficult to infer that the person who carved this mark also
Lost!
But he went around the forest and found no one who was lost.
It kind of put him in a kind of fog.
It was quiet all around, with no sound at all, and no sign of life at all.
He thought for a moment and didn't follow the markings again. As a result, he circled around again and ended up back here.
This shouldn't make him take it seriously. This seems to be a formation.
It's like a maze. If you can't find the way out, you can only linger here forever.
He thought for a moment and decided to leave a mark himself and continue to find a way out.
So, he used a dagger to carve a cross mark on the tree, and then continued to jump. It is not difficult to imagine that when he was about to carve the last mark, he found the first mark he had carved.
Until now, Jean is still going in circles.
He was a little irritated, wondering what kind of place this was.
He jumped up to the top of the tree and suddenly felt a terrifying coercion. The trees here were all fifty meters high, and the treetops reached just this height, and no changes could be seen at all.
He was not stupid enough to fight against this coercion because he did not understand what energy it was made of.
He landed on the tree again, and after a while, he found a blue light flying in the forest in the distance. This person was the young man who wanted to get the Three Yang Fruit.
He didn't make a sound or follow this person, but hid himself in the leaves and waited quietly.
An hour later, the boy from Tianlong Pavilion came back again.
It was only then that Mo Wuxie showed a wry smile, he was really trapped!
How to get out? On the contrary, he calmed down. In this situation, the more panicked he became, the less able he was to get out.
And where is the person who left the mark?
He landed on the ground, which was covered with thick fallen leaves, and there was a faint smell of decay underneath.
He pushed aside the fallen leaves and saw rotten fallen leaves. He continued to push away the fallen leaves, but after a while, he opened a hole and finally saw the soil below.
The thickness of these fallen leaves is actually three meters high, which is enough to show how long it has been in the Huantian Spiritual Realm!
The soil is red and sandy, with cracks like spiders. It seems unsuitable for the growth of any plants, but so many trees have grown, which is a bit unreasonable.
Suddenly, he felt a darkness. He knew that it was already dark. He jumped out of the big pit and looked at the entire forest, showing a hint of vigilance.
There was a layer of clouds and mist in the forest, and the silence carried a dangerous signal.
He was so startled that he immediately flew up to the treetops again to observe all the changes.
Suddenly, a whimpering sound appeared in the forest, as creepy as a ghost hell.
At the same time, the wind suddenly picked up. The wind was roaring, and the fallen leaves on the ground were rolling and rolling in one direction...