The northern foot of "Donglai Mountain" is as quiet as water.

The rice ball is in front and Jing Hua is behind, and each person and the monster are marching rapidly among the mountains. Relying on the white wolf's keen intuition, as long as you don't go too deep into the jungle, you can avoid most low-level monsters.

He was attacked in the middle of the night, and the invaders were powerful. They wave after wave and had the exact information of the monks, but Jing Hua knew nothing about them.

At the disadvantage, he did not show off his strength and chose to retreat first.

The female cultivator who can go down to the ground freely, with both the two spiritual roots of fire and earth; the male cultivator who holds a whip in his left hand and wears heavy armor. They all have great combat power, unlike the nameless cultivator. Especially the thin old woman, she has a hoarse voice and is good at using poisonous hairpins. Her cultivation has reached the completion of foundation building.

Several powerful worm cultivators suddenly attacked, and there will definitely be no reason. As long as you spend time and effort to inquire, there will always be times when you find your enemies.

Now that the enemy is dark and we are bright, we are in great danger, the most important thing is to restore combat power.

After running for another journey, Jing Hua stopped and stood firm. His violent breathing made him feel in great pain. He was covered in scars and exhausted and rushed to the scene, which was a great test of his will.

Jing Hua took out the spiritual pill and took several pills, then blessed the rice ball with "never ending" and asked it to go back on the road.

At the battle at the entrance of the village, even with the buffering of the "Taiqing Puppet Spirit Jade", his internal and external injuries were still serious. His right lung pierced, his left shoulder fractured, and his back waist was whipped. In addition, there were countless wounds of skin, flesh, and organs, and he could not recover quickly after blessing the talisman.

The most troublesome thing is hairpin poison. Jing Hua had been bathing in blue bottles of spiritual liquid for a long time, and his physique became a little special, so he could not do anything to ordinary toxins. Despite this, the detoxification process was still not smooth.

Jing Hua roughly estimated that even if the spirit pills and talismans were added to help, it would take another two days to remove the remaining venom in his body.

Looking back on the previous experiences, the opponent's plan was vaguely visible. Jing Hua boldly predicted that the beginning of brown-coated worm cultivation might be just a chess piece, with the purpose of testing the reality and reality.

If they were exhausted in that battle, they would definitely not be calm. As a result, they defeated the enemy with one sword, which aroused the alertness of Zhu Xiu. They waited until midnight before suddenly attacking, and they took a talisman treasure.

According to this, the other party must have special tracking methods.

The monk in brown clothes can explain it as intercepting the road, but after being attacked, he was very careful. Not only did he change his route, but he also sent a rice ball to the palace and still could not escape surveillance. If he stopped healing at this time, he would inevitably give the other party a chance to surround him.

Jing Hua kept his feet, thinking about countermeasures while rushing to the road.

How many opponents are there? You still have two talisman treasures left. You can use "Sword Rain Piaoxiang" once or twice. What about three or four times?

Also, who hates himself? Planning such a big interception?

Is it Zhao Yiming's relative? If he had such a huge relative power, he would not have died of madness back then. The most important thing is that his opponent seemed to know him very well.

"Boss, here..."

The rice ball suddenly stopped, Dongyinxi sniffed for a while, then adjusted its direction and ran towards the valley on the left. Jing Hua swallowed the pill again, and followed closely behind with gritting his teeth.

In two days, the remaining poison will be eliminated. Even if the injuries on the body cannot be healed, they can still be supported by the "Shura Golden Body". If the opponent's ghost does not dissipate, he will definitely find an opportunity to fight back.

The monk's fists gradually clenched, and the long-lost sense of crisis returned to his heart.

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Two days later, Guangzhou, deep in the dense forest of "Donglai Mountain".

With the "right mace" guiding the direction, the four "white-faced" people chased each other very quickly. However, they were worried, and the "right mace"'s sense of the mark gradually became weaker, so they never caught up with Jing Hua.

It was not until the other party stopped last night that several people gradually approached.

Opposite is a large hill with tall and dense groves, which are inconspicuous in people. "White Face" and other means are used to cover up the breath and wait for the news brought back by the "Soul-Snatching".

"Right Mace" had a ferocious face and lowered her voice and said fiercely: "It's nearby. Although the spiritual sense is weak, the position will never be wrong."

"White Face" and "Bronze Lion" closed their eyes and rested, and remained silent. "Soul-Snatching" suddenly opened their eyes: "Finished."

"White-faced" asked in a deep voice: "Where is it?"

"The cave under the hills on the east side has a broken locust tree outside, which is quite easy to identify."

"Bronze Lion" interjected, "How is that kid in the condition? Are you injured?"

"He walked a little staggering, but there was no blood on his body. The demon wolf was not around... Oh, he had a storage bracelet... and also brought dry food..."

"Bronze Lion" murmured, "It makes no sense... We came all the way and killed several monsters, why is that guy nothing wrong?"

"White Mian" ignored the details and then asked, "What is he doing?"

"... I just drank water, now I'm sitting down, it seems to be healing... Oh no! Uh..."

"Soul-Snatching" groaned, hugged his head with both hands, and showed a painful expression on his face.

"That demon wolf just came back and even stepped on my 'medium' to death."

"White Face" and "Bronze Lion" are not surprised. The souls of animals possessed by "soul-taking" can only mechanically execute simple instructions, their own alertness and reactions disappear. As long as they are exposed by natural enemies, death is the inevitable result.

The monster itself has natural pressure, and within a certain range, ordinary beasts cannot avoid it. The mountain rat controlled by "soul-taking" appears near the cave, which is "disrespect" to the demon wolf. It will die if it dies and will not leak flaws.

The "Bronze Lion" flashed in his hand, and blessed the "Charity Light and Clear Heart Talisman" to the female cultivator. After a long time, the "Soul-Snatching" recovered.

She is connected to the soul of the psychic medium. The death experience of the psychic medium more or less affects the host, and the trauma left behind takes several days to recover.

"White Face" looked around everyone and spoke slowly.

"For the past two days, the other party has been moving and has almost never stopped. As I saw with my own eyes, the boy was injured. I guess... the remaining poison in his body has not been removed. It is so weak that he still struggles to escape. What does it mean?"

The face of the "right mace" is distorted, with a hint of chill in its voice.

"It's the best opportunity to take revenge."

"White Face" nodded.

"Now he is hiding in a cave, healing his wounds and poisoning. He must have thought he had gotten rid of the tracking and his vigilance has been minimized. The boy had many treasures on him. He gave him a few days and might recover. Instead of spending more time in the future, it is better to do it directly now. "Bronze Lion" and "Soul-Snatching", what do you mean?"

"Bronze Lion" touched his head and said with a big mouth: "I feel a little lingering, so I can't rush up in a mess. Boss Bai, what are your plans?"

"White Mian" gritted his teeth and said, "I still have a talisman treasure in my hand, called "Wuding Yang Yan Explosion". It can only attack a single target, unlike the one that "Zhen Lao" was before. Later, I will surround me and use the talisman treasure to attack first, which is best to get rid of him. If there is a deviation, take advantage of the gap when he is injured, everyone will take full advantage of it. "Bronze Lion" and "Right Mace" will take the lead, and I and "Soul-Snatching" will be the last one, and I must kill the other party in the shortest time."

"Bronze Lion" and "Right Mace" are both martial artists, and this arrangement is reasonable. "Baimian" has taken out his own trump card, greatly increasing the probability of success, and the other three people no longer have any objections.

"Soul-Snatching" hesitated for a moment and asked, "When will you take action? Will you wait until midnight?"

"White Face" looked up at the sky, the sun quietly hidden among the clouds, and it was noon.
Chapter completed!