"Hiss~"
"Hiss~"
The eerie sound followed them constantly.
At this moment, the lush vegetation on the ground seems to come alive. With each step forward and each pull of the foot, it feels as if the plants are grabbing your ankle.
There wasn't a breath of wind.
The fairy was covered in sweat, her black hair damp against her beautiful face.
Jiang Xiaoyue was soaked to the bone, her breasts were prominently displayed.
Only Xu Ni, her robe kept her body clean and fresh.
"Yu Lin!" someone suddenly shouted.
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound.
Suddenly, a man left the group, jumped onto a tree, and opened his arms as if to welcome something.
Whoosh!
A giant bird swooped down and snatched the man away.
“It’s a blood-sucking mosquito.” Weng Liang said with a heavy expression. “The larvae parasitize and control the host, climb to high places, and are captured by the corpse-eating bird. Thus, the blood-sucking mosquito parasitizes the corpse-eating bird, and the blood of the corpse-eating bird is extremely beneficial to the growth of the blood-sucking mosquito.”
"Don't just stand there, let's go!" another late-stage Qi Refining cultivator shouted.
The group quickened their pace again.
One after another, people left the group, jumped into the treetops, and were preyed upon by the corpse-eating birds.
As the number of people dwindled, Weng Liang and the others began to sweat.
Nobody knows if they'll be the next one to lose control!
The worst are cattle and horses; once these animals are possessed, the monks have to carry the goods themselves.
Those cultivators who had lost their cattle, horses, and goods, under the threat of death, became increasingly ferocious, their emotions teetering on the brink of collapse.
People who are unfortunate themselves but still hope for the happiness of others must be in the minority.
Most people, if they are not doing well, do not want others to be doing well either; they would rather be doing poorly themselves than let others suffer as well.
Several have already started eyeing the cattle and horses of others.
The spirit sheep is receiving particular attention.
Jiang Xiaoyue stared at these people, her heart pounding with fear, clutching the golden talisman tightly in her hand.
Just as his emotions were about to explode, Weng Liang shouted, "Get out of here! Hold on!"
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and those cultivators who had thought they would never get out and whose eyes had turned red regained their senses.
The convoy sped out of the forest, just as dawn was breaking and the dew was at its heaviest.
“We’re safe here,” Weng Liang laughed. “We’ve turned misfortune into blessing. This time, even though we were targeted by blood-sucking mosquitoes, the Jie Xiu didn’t dare to cause us any trouble.”
"not necessarily."
A group of people leaped out from the edge of the forest.
Some people stood on the ground, some on tree branches, some on the treetops, and some rode magical artifacts, flying in the air.
“A calamity cultivator!” Weng Liang’s face was gloomy and ugly.
After everyone was exhausted and had used up their spiritual energy traveling, they encountered a bandit leader, and the situation was very bad.
The three little ones huddled together, listening to each other's heavy, tired breathing.
"I am Weng Liang from Qingyuefang. Greetings, fellow Daoists!" Weng Liang said, clasping his hands in greeting.
"So it's Fellow Daoist Weng," said a woman floating on a flying sword.
"Fellow Daoist, do you know me? In that case, why don't we call it quits?"
"I usually give you some leeway when we meet, but how much spiritual power do you have left now? Attack!"
All the cultivators simultaneously formed mudras.
Rumble!
Countless tree roots were stirred, surging in like a tide, and waves of earth rolled.
For independent cultivators who lack flight spells or magical artifacts, this is almost fatal.
Even if independent cultivators can fly, what about the cargo?
Jiang Xiaoyue leaped forward, blocking the sheep cart, and wielded a carrying pole to snap off the tree roots that the pythons were coiling around.
The carrying pole may be a low-level magical artifact, but a magical artifact is still a magical artifact, and its power is immense. Although these tree roots are thick, they explode into wood chips as soon as they are touched.
Shen Xian'er and Xu Ni, wielding their magical swords, stood guard on either side, sharing the burden with her.
Fireball!
"Golden Light Technique!"
"Water Bullet Talisman!"
"Moonlight Blade!"
The group used spells to protect their goods.
Weng Liang and the others rushed forward, entangled with several late-stage Qi Refining cultivators in the air, chased each other with flying swords, and exchanged magical attacks.
The sky was still dark, but the magical light was dazzling.
Amidst the splendor, blood splattered.
laugh!
"Xiaoyue!" Shenxian'er shouted.
Several green vines suddenly shot out from the soil and entangled Jiang Xiaoyue.
Xu Ni exhaled a breath of spiritual energy, causing the magic sword to resonate and shoot out like an explosion.
Amidst the tribulation, a female cultivator standing on a tree branch smiled disdainfully, formed a hand seal, and used vines to lift Jiang Xiaoyue, sending her towards the blade of the magic sword.
Xu Ni quickly changed the direction of the magic sword.
Forced back the magic sword, the vines bound Jiang Xiaoyue, and they retreated swiftly into the forest.
Shen Xian'er was taken aback, and immediately took out the Fire Spirit Talisman, pouring in all the remaining spiritual power.
activation.
Boom!!
An explosive surge of spiritual energy swept across all directions.
The spiritual flames surged and transformed in the air into a fiery spirit bird with a wingspan of ten meters.
"Fire Spirit Talisman!" Everyone was shocked.
The fairy stumbled and fell backward.
"Baa!" The spirit sheep blocked her body.
Shenxian'er took a breath and softly uttered, "Go!"
Boom!!
The spirit flames erupted once more, and the firebird swooped down, leaving the ground parched and the forest ablaze in its wake.
"ah!"
The cultivators screamed in agony as the terrifying flames directly ignited their bodies.
"Stop!" The female cultivator used the same trick again, lifting Jiang Xiaoyue up with vines.
"Xian'er!" Xu Ni shouted.
"Don't be afraid!" Jiang Xiaoyue shouted at the same time.
With a determined look in her eyes, Shenxian'er unleashed a fire spirit formed from spiritual flames towards Jiang Xiaoyue.
"Whoosh!" Jiang Xiaoyue turned into a fire person.
The moment the vines burned through, she activated the golden light talisman and tumbled to the ground.
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