Chapter 110 Battle of the Blood Devil Fruit
"Is this crap thing accurate?" a female monk with a good figure and average appearance said with a pout.
"It's accurate, junior sister, don't worry, there must be good things over there." A tall male monk with a big mole on his face came to comfort the female monk, holding up a compass.
"Yes, don't worry, junior sister, this is given to senior brother Ma by the elders, it must be accurate." Another male monk with sparse hair responded.
"Huh! I'm exhausted from walking. If there's nothing good there, you two won't be able to touch me for a month!" the female monk said angrily, straightening her messy collar.
If you look closely, there is a dark red mark on the female monk's neck.
"Don't be angry, junior sister, we will be here soon, there must be something good." The big mole monk looked at the female monk's neck and swallowed.
"Yes, junior sister, we'll be here soon. If you hold on for a while, I'll pinch your feet when you get something good." The bald man said in agreement.
The man with the big mole holds a spiritual compass in his hand, which can detect the place with the most abundant spiritual energy within a radius of twenty miles.
The three of them have gone into the mountains to practice in the past few days and have figured out how to use it. There are usually treasures in places with abundant spiritual energy.
Looking at the spirit-detecting compass, the three of them found a lot of elixirs. Of course, most of them were stolen.
Tonight, the spirit board suddenly vibrated violently and pointed in a direction. Apparently there was a treasure with abundant spiritual energy in that direction, so a few people rushed in that direction in the dark.
"Mimi, I think this fruit seems to be ripe." As soon as the sky turned fish-white, Yang Xiaole was awakened by a huge spiritual energy. The Blood Demon Fruit hanging on the branch of the tree was already close to deep red and was exuding...
A steady stream of spiritual energy.
"Don't call me Mimi!" Zhi Ling was furious. He didn't sleep much all night. He couldn't sleep due to the pain of his broken paw, and his round eyes were filled with red bloodshot eyes.
Yang Xiaole touched the plant spirit and said, "Okay, Mimi, does your paw hurt?"
"Shh, someone is coming over there." Zhi Ling suddenly put his paw in front of his mouth and made a silent gesture.
"Three people, their cultivation levels are not low, one is at the ninth level, the other is at the eighth level, and the other is at the fifth level." Zhi Ling was injured, and his tone was a little flustered when he met someone with a high level of cultivation.
"Maybe I'm just passing by, Mimi, don't be afraid, I'll protect you." Yang Xiaole said and hugged Mimi.
"I told you not to call me Mimi!" Zhi Ling said.
"Junior sister, when we arrive, the compass points to this cave." The voice of the man with the big mole rang out from outside the cave.
"We're finally here. You two, go in and take a look. I'm exhausted." As she said that, the female monk sat on a stone next to her and prepared to rest.
"Okay, junior sister, we'll take good care of you when we get the things." The bald monk said flatteringly.
Before the female monk could straighten her skirt, she heard the man with the big mole and the bald man shout, "Who are you!"
When I looked up, I saw a man standing at the entrance of the cave holding a green-furred fox. The man was pretty and delicate, and women all like furry things, so he opened his mouth and said, "I want that fox!"
"Who am I? How should I answer you?" Yang Xiaole scratched his head and looked embarrassed.
"I don't care who you are! Hand over the treasure in the cave and keep the fox!" the man with the big mole said sternly.
He saw that Yang Xiaole was at the eighth level of Qi Refining Stage, while he was at the ninth level of Qi Refining Stage, so he felt confident.
"You still ask, are you a fool?" Yang Xiaole poked his ears and mocked.
"Don't be so shameless. Get out of here while we are in a good mood. We might even be able to spare your life. If you make me angry later, I will ask you to live or die!" the bald man shouted.
A group of three of them robbed many single monks along the way, and even used tricks to kill a master who was at the tenth level of Qi refining stage.
"Stop talking nonsense to him and drive him away quickly. Let's take the treasure and the fox and find a place to rest. The fox's fur is nice. Please peel it off for me. I will be exhausted." The female monk said impatiently.
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Yang Xiaole quite liked the female monk's appearance, so she didn't say to kill him but to drive him away. She thought she had other thoughts, but she couldn't say it now.
"I heard that there is no waste, my junior sister told you to get out of here! Don't force me to do it, grandpa." As he said that, the big mole monk took out his portable spirit sword.
Yang Xiaole couldn't help but laugh when he saw the confident expressions of the three people talking to each other. "I heard that they are going to skin you." Zhi Ling snorted without saying anything. The monsters told him not to be there casually.
Speak in front of humans.
"You still have ink stains. If you don't leave, there is no way to heaven. There is no door to hell. If you break in, you should die!"
The big mole monk got angry and raised his sword to strike at Yang Xiaole.
The tenth level of the Qi Refining Stage is already the top level of the Qi Refining Stage. Its strength cannot be underestimated, and the surrounding air is being driven to swirl.
Yang Xiaole used the Wind Control Technique and flew away. He was still holding the broken-clawed Mimi in his hand and did not dare to move much.
The big mole monk stabbed him more than ten times, but Yang Xiaole avoided them all.
"Why are you so useless! You can't even kill a chicken in vain! Don't even think about touching me tonight!" the female monk yelled impatiently.
The man with the big mole lost face and became even more irritable. He threw away his sword and used his kung fu to throw a fireball like Yang Xiaole. "If you can't beat me, it's still too late to kneel down and beg grandpa! Grandpa can consider sparing your life!"
Yang Xiaole waved his hand and used his spiritual energy to build a wind wall, which bounced back the fireballs thrown by the man with the big mole.
The man with the big mole did not expect that the fireball would be bounced back. He couldn't avoid it and was directly hit by the fireball. He knelt on the ground and vomited a mouthful of blood.
When the bald monk saw that the man with the big mole was inferior to him, he quickly rushed forward with his magic weapon, the sledgehammer. He got this sledgehammer by killing a disciple of the sect. It was a treasured weapon that could identify its owner with a drop of blood and enter the Dantian.
Yang Xiaole held Mimi with one hand and popped out several air balls. The bald monk blocked them with a sledgehammer.
In an instant, the sledgehammer cracked countless cracks, and it was about to fall apart.
"Yang Xiaole, be careful behind you!" Mimi suddenly shouted.
It turned out that the man with the big mole took advantage of the fight between the two and got behind Yang Xiaole, raised his sword and stabbed her.
Yang Xiaole felt a pain in her back and her clothes were torn again...
Yang Xiaole, who felt sorry for the clothes, became angry and activated the third level of the technique. "Reinforce all things!"
With a shout, the bald monk and the big mole monk were suddenly wrapped in a wind and floated into the air. The wind driven by spiritual power severely restrained the two of them, and then quickly contracted and squeezed.
I saw that the bald monk and the big mole monk were so squeezed that their veins popped out, their eyes turned white, and they finally couldn't hold back and vomited out a mouthful of blood.
The female monk who had been sitting aside and watching was panicked. She was only at the second level of the Qi Refining Stage and could not defeat Yang Xiaole at all. She raised her sword and faced Yang Xiaole tremblingly.
Suddenly the female monk knelt down and threw the sword away.
Chapter completed!