"How come a bunch of idiots can't even deal with a small caravan?!" A childish voice sounded from the mountain, and the next second, a little old man with a walking stick flew into the air, flying towards us...
"Boom -" The skinny old man didn't weigh much, but when he landed in front of the group of bandits, he felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, and even the earth trembled.
"Boss, you are finally here. We have killed many brothers. You must avenge your brothers..." The retreating bandits saw their boss coming forward and stopped quickly, as if they suddenly felt confident.
, turned around and looked at Qing Ling and the others not far away.
The little old man with Tongyin, who was called the boss, was only about one meter tall. He was dressed in khaki clothes and his face was full of wrinkles. He raised his head and looked at Qingling and the others, and happened to see seven people standing side by side guarding a group of ordinary people.
Looking at him, his eyes immediately condensed, and he blurted out: "A cultivator?"
Then he laughed loudly: "Hahahaha~~~ I am so lucky, I am actually a cultivator. As long as I eat you, my power will be greatly increased!" The little old man actually made a child's voice, and kept saying that he wanted to eat people.
, this scene was very weird, which made Qing Ling even more defensive. After the little old man finished speaking, he tapped his toes on the ground and flew towards the few people.
"Is that a demon?" Yun Daidai asked Qing Ling excitedly. She had never seen what a demon looked like.
At this time, Jiantian had already drawn out his sword full of murderous intent and faced him. "Clang--" The sword edge collided with the little old man's crutch. The crutch suddenly sprouted many root-like things towards Jiantian.
Wrap around.
"Be careful." Qing Ling warned, carefully observing the fight between Jiantian and the little old man, trying to figure out what kind of goblin the old man was so that he could target his weaknesses and defeat him.
Jian Tian cut off a few small roots with his wave of hands and pushed them back. He was good at close combat, but the goblin in front of him could control the roots, and he would not gain any benefit from a close fight. Moreover, the goblin in front of him could control the roots.
This demon seemed to be very powerful, and he couldn't tell the demon's cultivation level at all.
"Jiantian, let me help you!" Seeing Jiantian retreating, Tang Yan suddenly shouted and rushed forward. Everyone was stunned. Why didn't they usually see that Tang Yan and Jiantian were friends? Now that there was a fight, she was the first
A demon who went to help, and with her cultivation, even Jiantian couldn't deal with it, could Tang Yan really get away with it? The difference between the early stage of Nascent Soul and the later stage is not even a bit different.
When Tang Yan pulled out her long red whip and swung it at the little old man, everyone immediately knew her intention. Since the demon could control things like roots to assist him, Tang Yan used the long whip to attack from a distance.
Not letting himself get hurt, the little old man could only watch Tang Yan's red whip break the roots of his crutch, his face was filled with distress and the wrinkles on his face became deeper.
Qing Ling discovered a problem. Even Jiantian's murderous sword couldn't easily cut off the roots of the crutch in the old man's hand, but Tang Yan's red whip could cut it off like a vegetable.
A lot. She looked carefully at the appearance of the little old man. There was a shabby hat on his head, and she had a guess in her mind.
Is this little old man a ginseng essence? Only ginseng essences are afraid of being bound by red ropes. With this guess, Qingling took out a ball of red rope from the Qiankun ring and threw it into the air unprepared. There were strings on the red rope.
Many bells jingled in the air. When the red rope was unfolded, everyone saw that what Qingling threw out was not a ball of rope, but a big red net.
The big net flew towards the old man as if it had a spirit. Qing Ling shouted at Tang Yan, "Back off!"
Tang Yan quickly pulled away and a big red net enveloped the old man...
"No~~~~~" the old man yelled miserably and was about to run away, but the big net had already covered him.
Qing Ling quickly teleported over, pulled her arm fiercely, and tied the outlet of the big red net. The little old man had nowhere to escape. When his body trembled, the little bells on the net rang "ding ding~~~", and he
His whole body seemed to have shrunk and became smaller, his clothes were loose and bulky, and his whole body was buried in his clothes...
Seeing this scene, the bandits who were still waiting for their boss to defeat the caravan's guards and plunder them, suddenly something unexpected happened. They fled in a hurry, and Qing Ling didn't go either.
I mean, their boss has been caught, and those little soldiers will not come here to die without overestimating their capabilities.
The bandits had retreated. At this time, Yuan Fengchi, Yun Daidai and several others came over and curiously looked around the big red net on the ground.
"What kind of goblin is this?" Yun Daidai asked.
"Thousand-year-old ginseng spirit?" Yuanfengchi seemed to see the absurdity, because Qingling's method of using the big red net to subdue the demon was exactly what he used when catching the thousand-year-old ginseng spirit. Although Yuanfengchi had never seen such a scene, he
I've heard this method before.
Qing Ling glanced at Yuan Fengchi unexpectedly and nodded, thinking that he knew quite a lot.
He stretched out his legs and kicked the clothes in the big red net, and said: "Yes, it is the Millennium Ginseng Essence. We have grown..."