As soon as Ding Yumian's telepathic message fell, the few people felt a strange fragrance blowing by, and a feeling of drowsiness came over them, but it was resolved by the antidote they had taken in advance.
"sleep!"
With great skill and courage, they realized that things were not as they imagined. Gu Changying spoke and a message rang in everyone's ears.
So Bai Mo and the others pretended to be suddenly poisoned and fainted, and collapsed into the purple grass.
But then they saw these purple grasses dancing one by one, binding up Bai Mo and others.
"The boss's poison system is still effective. I said you don't need me." The shadow mage laughed.
"Of course, I secretly put a lot of them along the way, just a little at a time, and then detonated them all when we got there. Even if it was a mage of the same department, it would be difficult for him to detect this sleeping poisonous wind."
Nan Fengdi smiled proudly, he was a super-class thunder master, even though his poison mastery was not high, only at the middle level, but his understanding of magic was much higher than that of the mages of the same system.
The seven hunters all stood aside from the bushes, looking at the five people, Bai Mo, who were tied up by the shadow mage called the second one using the plant element. A man with a rather wretched face said:
"Boss, these guys are all good looking. Why don't you let the brothers have some fun first and then present them to you, sir?"
"Get lost! You couldn't help yourself last time and caused Lao Ba to be eaten as a substitute. Now you come again!" The second brother's sinister face fixed his hawk-like eyes on the rather wretched man's face and said with a smile:
"If you can't control it, I can cut it off for you!"
"Brother, please don't, I'm just talking, talking!"
"Okay, second brother, carry these to the sandbar and present them to the Phantom Thunder-Horned Crocodile." Nanfeng sighed.
The second brother stopped talking immediately. He controlled the plants to carry Bai Mo and the other four people, and headed towards the sandbar in the center of the river.
Everyone seemed to be relieved, except for an older hunter with gray hair who said:
"Brother Nan, this Sikong Wen is the son of the Sikong family. If we do this, won't we offend the Sikong family?"
"If you've offended me, then you've offended me. But who knows where this place is in the middle of nowhere?" said a younger man with a crooked mouth.
"That's right. If we don't harm them, we will be eaten by the Phantom Thunder Horned Crocodile. If we can solve its poison, we don't want to harm anyone."
Several hunters were talking to each other, complaining about the current situation and trying to convince themselves that they did not intend to harm anyone.
Bai Mo and the others who were pretending to be asleep basically figured out what was going on from their words.
There does seem to be a thunder soul seed here, but the one guarding the soul seed is not two top-level commander-in-chief thunder-horned crocodiles, but a sub-monarch-level phantom thunder-horned crocodile.
How could the Lightning Hunter Group be any match for a sub-monarch? They had just arrived here half a year ago, and were eager to collect soul seeds, but were suddenly attacked by the Phantom Thunder-Horned Crocodile, and most of their members were killed.
There were only a few of them left, and they were controlled by the phantom thunder-horned crocodile with telepathic abilities through poison and psychic means. They were required to offer ten mid-level or above mages every month, otherwise they would die of the poison and their spirits.
So, under the leadership of the surviving captain Nanfeng, they kept wandering around the area near the wilderness, just to find suitable prey and bring it back to present to the Phantom Thunder-Horned Crocodile in exchange for a chance to survive.
It's just that as time goes by, it becomes increasingly difficult for them to find suitable prey.
"These five people are all high-level. We have greatly satisfied the requirements of the Phantom Thunder Horned Crocodile. It has also eaten a lot of people. It should be able to let us go."
The hunters came to the sandbar and placed Bai Mo and others in a position close to the river, waiting for the arrival of the Phantom Thunder-Horned Crocodile.
"I have communicated with the Phantom Thunder-Horned Crocodile, and it promised that it would release us as long as we pay tribute to him with a hundred people. Now there are ninety-five, and after a while, we will be free." Nanfeng said.
"If it won't let go, then I can only wait until my cultivation level improves. Then I can help my brothers detoxify and kill that beast!"
When the Lightning Hunters heard Nan Feng's words, hope shone in their eyes.
However, Ding Yumian built a spiritual communication network in the hearts of the five people and began to discuss this matter.
"I never thought the truth would turn out to be like this. When that Thunder Horned Crocodile comes up, Han Xing, let's kill this beast together!"
"It doesn't seem that simple. I know creatures like the Thunderhorn Crocodile. It doesn't have the ability to poison. Its mental ability is equivalent to that of a high-level wizard. Most importantly, the Thunderhorn Crocodile is usually a small monarch rather than a sub-monarch. How could it be interested in the flesh and blood of hundreds of mid-level and high-level wizards?"
"Yumian, take a look at the hunters to see if they have been affected by the Psychic System."
"I checked and found that except for Nanfeng, everyone else has been given a mental hint."
'What's going on?'
'That demon has come up. I have a way to guide them. Let's see if we can see the truth.'
Ding Yumian silently recited a sentence in her heart, which was passed to the hearts of the four people, and then the spiritual network was cut off. Strands of invisible spiritual power continued to flow out from her body and float away.
"Crocodile God, this is the food we offer to you!"
Nanfeng saw the river water surging and a ship-sized figure emerging from the water. He then hurriedly took the six members of the Lightning Hunter Group and stood not far from Bai Mo and the others, bowed his head and spoke respectfully.
“Shu!!”
The huge Thunder-Horned Crocodile, covered with gray-purple scales, let out a low roar, came to the shore in a few steps, opened its mouth and sucked Bai Mo and the other four into its mouth.
Seeing the Thunder Horned Crocodile eat Bai Mo and the others, the hunters all breathed a sigh of relief. The second one sighed secretly, "Finally, we can live a peaceful life for a few days."
As he said this, he sat down on the soft sand in a very relaxed manner, and even subconsciously pinched a handful of sand with his hands. He secretly felt that he was under too much pressure during this period of time, and he even did such a childish thing. He would definitely be laughed at.
When he turned his eyes, he saw that everyone else in the team was slumped on the sand, except for the team leader Nanfeng.
He laughed and was about to utter something mocking, but he found that no matter how he opened his mouth, no sound came out. He felt weak all over, inside and out.
“How could it be!!”
The second brother roared in his heart, and his hawk-like eyes were instantly fixed on the only person standing at this time, the leader Nanfeng, whom they had always trusted.
Nanfeng walked to the side of the Phantom Thunder-Horned Crocodile and touched its forehead affectionately. Only then did he see clearly that this was not a monarch but a commander in the advanced stage.
That appearance was so similar to the Thunder-horned crocodile that the captain said died in battle to save him a year ago!
Years of hunting career instantly allowed Hawk-Eyes No. 2 to conclude that they had all been deceived. This advanced Thunder-Horned Crocodile should have mastered the power of the psychic system, and they had been deceived by the power of the psychic system.
Boom boom boom!!!
The sound of heavy footsteps could be clearly heard. In the eyes of Lao Er who understood and resentful, Nan Feng brought the Thunder Horned Crocodile to him. Seeing his eyes, Nan Feng smiled:
"Found it? But it's useless. After eating you, my horned crocodile should have accumulated enough strength to attack the monarch. There is no better panacea than a human wizard!"
"What's more, you all saw Sikong Wen being killed, which makes me worried. Hahaha! You should feel lucky. If you die in my hands, you can become a part of my strength. If you die in the wild, you will only benefit the demons. Why do you look at me like that? I am doing this for your own good!"
As Nanfeng spoke, he paced forward with the Thunder-horned crocodile. Every time they passed a person, that person would enter the Thunder-horned crocodile's stomach without any resistance.
The only proof that these people ever existed was the blood that spurted out from the jaws of the thunder-horned crocodile and dyed the gray beach red.
“Shu~~~~~!”
After eating the last person, the Thunder-horned crocodile's momentum surged. Suddenly, it turned around and looked behind it, letting out an angry roar, as if it had broken through something.
Nanfeng's face also changed, and he turned around instantly, only to see Bai Mo and others who were supposed to be eaten by the thunder-horned crocodile just standing there, looking at him with cold expressions.
He quickly looked around himself and saw that the members of the Lightning Hunter Group were indeed in the Thunderhorn Crocodile's stomach, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Psychic system? It's hidden very deeply, but do you think you can escape?" Nanfeng sneered and understood what happened in the blink of an eye.
"A piece of trash like you can actually cultivate to this level. It really offends my eyes!" Gu Changying's expression was cold and stern, and his aura was surging.
"You could have died quickly, but it's a pity that you don't know what's good for you. Thunder-horned crocodile, tear them to pieces!"
Nanfeng had a grim look on his face. It was easy for him to capture a commander in the advanced stage with only five high-level mages.
"Requiem-Broken Burial!"
However, Gu Changying did not take the charging thunder-horned crocodile seriously at all. As she saw the notes jumping out of her mouth, they fell into the body of the thunder-horned crocodile like meteors.
“Shu!!”
In an instant, the Thunder-horned crocodile, which was originally attacking with fierce steps, paused and a painful roar came out of its mouth. Nanfeng, who was further behind, also held his head and cried out in pain. He felt that his brain was grabbed by a hand and was squeezed wantonly, and his soul was about to be crushed!
But an advanced-stage commander is still an advanced-stage commander after all. Even though his soul was suffering from severe pain as if it was sinking into the abyss, leaving unhealable gaps, the Thunder-horned crocodile's steps did not stop. Instead, it became more violent and rushed towards them again.
“Ding ding ding!!!”
Then, sounds like the collision of metal could be heard as Gu Changying's hands fiddled with the instruments.
Bai Mo could clearly feel that the last power of Requiem was condensed by Gu Changying into three sharp spikes, which turned into streams of light and fell directly on the Thunder-Horned Crocodile that had just started, turning its already scarred soul into pieces.
The contracted beast was killed, Nanfeng groaned in pain again, and a mouthful of blood spurted out involuntarily.
"Damn it! You killed my baby. Even if I die, I will make you pay the price!"
Nanfeng's eyes were red with anger. After seeing Gu Changying's strength, he knew that this woman had been hiding her abilities all along. Her spiritual realm was stronger than he had imagined!
It was obvious that he couldn't escape, so he had to drag others down with him.
"thunder"
The south wind called out the spell, brilliant thunder roamed on his arms, and violent thunder elements gathered.
"Break!"
At this moment, Gu Changying whispered something, and a string of sound instantly hit the constellation that Nanfeng was perfecting, directly breaking the star track he was drawing.
Drastic emotional fluctuations can obviously make people lose their minds. Facing a sound mage, it is difficult to complete a spell without sufficient mental strength. This is even more difficult to defend against than the mental shock of the mind system. Nanfeng still wants to fight to the death at this time, which is obviously out of his mind.
"Thunder Arm!"
Nanfeng had not yet completed his lightning magic, but on this side, Sikong Wen's arms were filled with dazzling purple light. Two extremely thick and bright lightning pillars made entirely of countless lightning bolts instantly broke through a hundred-meter space and hit Nanfeng. Endless electric energy surged, creating a hundred-meter thunderstorm.
When everything disappeared, there was only a charred body that was blown into two pieces and a pile of armor and magic tool fragments.
"That's a bargain for him, huh!"
Gu Changying glanced at Nanfeng, who looked like a human being on the ground, and snorted coldly. He obviously felt that killing this guy so simply was not enough to atone for his sins.
"Okay, it's all dead. This guy is so vicious. He would do such a thing just to advance his contracted beast." Bai Hanxing shook his head.
"Let's see if there is the lightning soul seed he mentioned here."
Sikong Wen also shook his head slightly. Although he felt it was a pity that such a famous hunter group in Leizhou ended up like this, he was more interested in the thunder species.
Upon hearing this, everyone set their sights on the stone peak in the center of the island. The stone peak was shaped like a right-angled trapezoid, and there was nothing on it. Traces of lightning strikes were quite conspicuous on the gray-white rock surface.
There are some cracks in the middle part of the rock on the side of the stone peak, and blue lightning can be seen appearing and disappearing in the cracks.
Seeing the lightning, Sikong Wen and Bai Hanxing's eyes lit up.
"There really is a thunder species!"
"But the concentration of this element doesn't seem like soul thunder." Bai Hanxing frowned.
“Open it and you’ll know.” Sikong Wen condensed the khaki light in his hand, raised his hand and pressed it on the rock.
In an instant, the khaki light covered most of the mountain, and the entire upper part of the mountain turned into fine sand and flowed down.
Everyone dodged the falling sand waves and stepped onto the mountain, which had only half left, becoming a slightly higher stone platform.
Then I saw a ball of blue, bright lightning whipping the air in the center of the stone platform.
"It's just a spirit seed. It looks like an indigo thunder, which is suitable for water battles. The thunder effect will make the lightning have a strong cohesive force, and the power will not be lost in the water. It can be sold for some money."
Sikong Wen talked about it. As a family of thunder spirits, their family had a relatively comprehensive understanding of various thunder spirit species.
"I have a younger brother who has just reached the middle level. If you have no objections, I will shamelessly take this Indigo Thunder." Sikong Wen glanced at Bai Mo.
"Brother Sikong, just use it. Han Xing and I don't need it." Bai Mo shook his head, then pointed at the dead Thunder Horned Crocodile and joked, "Brother Sikong, don't fight with me for the crocodile's Thunder Horn."
"I'm not interested in that stuff, and Brother Bai, you should ask Sister Changying." (End of this chapter)
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