Thousands of miles away, in the puddle, on the top of a solitary giant tree thousands of feet high, someone weaved a delicate bird's nest out of soft grass and rough branches. A tall figure wrapped in animal skins stood in the bird's nest.
His eyes flashed with amber-yellow light, squinting and staring at the chaotic swamp thousands of miles away.
That was the battlefield where toads and centipedes fought, where poisonous gas and smoke were raging.
The tall guy, who was three feet away, folded his hands in front of his chest and roared in an extremely dissatisfied voice.
"Idiot, the fruit was stolen. You idiots!"
"Idiots who are not worth the effort. Although the idiots here are each stupider than the other, this is the first time I have seen them as stupid as you."
"The fruit is gone. In the next ten thousand years, there will be no wise people among you, and there will be no awakened demons. Well, there is no point in keeping it here. Originally, I thought that the little centipede,
There is some hope.”
The head was born with a pair of horns, and its face was like that of a ferocious insect beetle. Although it was in human form, it had a hard and smooth black carapace on its body. The big guy, who looked nothing like humans, cursed in a low voice.
As he cursed, the bird's nest under his feet suddenly turned into gray-white ashes and drifted away without a trace in the strong wind.
The guy muttered something vaguely. The language he used sounded completely different from the lingua franca of the Yuanlu world that Yin Xuege and the others used. Only in some special words, the syllables had strange changes.
He recited a strange spell with these strange syllables, and his body shrank rapidly, and then quickly transformed into a palm-sized black beetle, fluttering its wings and flying high into the sky.
A vigorous demon eagle in the sky saw the beetle at a glance. The demon eagle with a wingspan of ten feet away brought up a cloud of evil wind and black air, whistling and swooped down from the high altitude. He stretched out a talon and purely
He patted the beetle's body like it was a game.
This devil eagle was not hungry at all, and the small size of this beetle was not enough to fill his stomach. The reason why he hunted this beetle was simply to kill some little creatures and add some more to his boring life.
Just fun.
But the black beetle stayed motionless in the air. The claws struck by the magic eagle were enough to crush a mountain into pieces, just like an egg hitting a stone. The black beetle brought up a black light and penetrated the chest of the magic eagle.
Then it quickly disappeared into the wind.
The body of the Demon Eagle began to collapse and shrink, and its shiny black feathers turned gray-white. All the flesh and blood in his body seemed to have been swallowed up by the beetle. In just a few breaths, the Demon Eagle's huge body
It turned into a pile of gray ashes falling from the sky.
Before the ashes fell to the ground, they were blown by the breeze, leaving no trace behind.
Six flying boats were moving forward rapidly, led by a flying boat controlled by the white-haired old man from the Three Temples. There was a dragon skin suspended in front of the white-haired old man, and there was an unknown beast on the dark dragon skin.
A map drawn with blood. Countless tiny blood lines snake and stretch on the dragon's skin, forming a complex image that only a white-haired old man can understand and know its specific meaning.
Yin Xuege was sitting in the cabin, and the faint fragrance on his body had dissipated.
Several masters from the Three Temples who originally paid great attention to him now no longer have any interest in him.
After eating the fruit, Yin Xuege did not grow a third eye, nor did he gain magical powers such as three heads and six arms. He just took an unknown fruit, which contained huge life force and had unique detoxification and
It's just a fruit that restores the power of injuries.
For these masters of the Three Holy Temples, the fruit of this rare treasure is not uncommon.
It’s not like they haven’t eaten spiritual fruits that are rare for ordinary people to see and mature once every 30,000 to 50,000 years, or even every 3 to 5 million years. Their tyrannical cultivation and strong strength are largely due to this.
On those mountains of genius treasures.
Therefore, they only paid attention to Yin Xuege for a period of time, and after discovering that there were no substantial changes in him that touched them, they no longer cared about Yin Xuege after he took the fruit.
of harvest.
All their energy was put on their mission this time.
Following the flying boat leading the way, they drove forward cautiously. Three more days passed, and they had already left the swamp for millions of miles.
There is a trace of strange negative energy in the heaven and earth energy here. It is because of the existence of these negative energies that the strong men of the Holy Dharma, including Lan Yun, cannot directly swallow the heaven and earth energy here to restore their own energy.
Three days later, the person responsible for controlling the flying boat had exhausted all the vitality in his body. Although the others did not control the flying boat, they had to resist the erosion of negative energy in the vitality of the moon, heaven and earth at all times, and the effort they expended was not small.
Wherever they go, each of them has lost more than half of their energy.
On the moon, running out of energy is an extremely dangerous state. So the six flying boats chose a small valley to stop, and a group of people set up a small camp here.
A spiritual elixir that can replenish vitality, a top-quality magic stone condensed from the extremely pure vitality of heaven and earth.
Various precious resources that can quickly restore energy were taken out by the people of the Three Holy Temples. Yin Xuege also received a bottle of spiritual elixir and hundreds of fist-sized top-quality magic stones. Everyone stayed in the camp,
There was a distance of more than ten feet between them, and they nervously restored their own strength.
On the moon, even taking a magic pill to restore one's energy is still a very annoying thing.
The negative energy in the heaven and earth energy here is too strong. They take the elixir, which releases a huge and pure medicinal power in the body. But this medicinal power is like a magnet, constantly attracting the negative energy in the heaven and earth energy.
, constantly eroding everyone’s bodies.
Therefore, while restoring their energy, everyone must carefully use magical powers and secret techniques to isolate the surrounding energy of heaven and earth. This makes their recovery efficiency extremely poor, and they have to spend several times the time and energy in the Yuanlu world.
, in order to restore the energy in the body to a considerable level.
But Yin Xuege no longer has this kind of trouble.
He was sitting cross-legged on the edge of the camp. On his soul of the big tree, the strange runes on the fruit had already appeared in many leaves. The aura exuded by his soul also carried the unique charm of that fruit.
breath.
He has been able to slowly absorb the negative energy from the moon and then transform it into his own power.
He has discovered that this negative energy is actually a force corresponding to life energy and life breath. Moreover, this force has a certain connection with the distorted strange laws of heaven and earth on the moon. This force comes directly from
It grew out of the distorted and slightly changed laws of heaven and earth.
He did not alert anyone, secretly absorbing this power, and at the same time comprehending the subtle differences in the laws of heaven and earth between the moon surface and the Yuanlu world. This gave him a more direct and profound understanding of his own power.
Although his absolute strength has not improved and his cultivation remains the same, the lethality he can unleash with the same power has increased tremendously than before.
He sat there quietly, glancing at the white-haired old man sitting in the center of the camp from the corner of his eye.
That dark dragon skin map is obviously the key to the matter.
Lan Shuixin sent this group of people in order to intercept and kill this group of people from the Three Holy Temples. Not only to intercept and kill, but also to take out something from their destination. And this thing
Whether it is a person or an object, Lan Shuixin doesn't even know.
The whole mission is filled with a strange atmosphere.
On the moon, this ghostly place where the Holy Saint Dharma Sect suffered countless losses, how could the Holy Sage Dharma Sect have a map here?
If there is something really there in the place they are going to, who put that thing there?
At least based on what Yin Xuege has learned about the Holy Dharma Sect's base on the moon in the past few days, the Holy Sage Dharma Sect simply does not have enough power to carry out a large-scale arrangement on the moon.
While pondering, Yin Xuuge suddenly felt a chill on her back.
An indescribable strange aura swept through his body. It was a feeling similar to murderous intent, but it was paradoxical.
He stood up immediately and stretched hard. He said nothing, but his attention was already focused on everything around him. The grass under his feet, the bushes in the distance, and a parked bird.
A black beetle on a bush a hundred feet away.
The black, fist-sized beetle stood upright on the bushes, staring blankly here.
Yin Xuuge was stunned, and then he suddenly pointed his hand, and a long knife whizzed out, bringing a flash of light and slashing at the beetle.
When he chose this place to rest just now, he paid special attention to the surrounding situation. There was absolutely no such a big beetle in the bush just now. This guy was actually able to invade Yin Xuege less than a hundred feet away from him without disturbing him.
For a master of Yin Xuege's level, this is like someone putting a blade on his neck, and he has just discovered the existence of the enemy.
The sword flashed and Yin Xuege let out a light whistle.
The masters of San San Temple all around opened their eyes one after another, and all kinds of lights flickered on their bodies.
They simultaneously looked at the long knife that Yin Xuuge flew out, and at the target of the long knife, the weird beetle.
The white-haired old man who led the Sansheng Temple team frowned. He was puzzled as to why Yin Xuuge was in trouble with a beetle.
But the next moment, everyone was speechless.
The beetle's body expanded rapidly, and it turned into a burly three-foot-long man. He stretched out a hand and gently pointed at Yin Xuuge's long knife.
With a crisp 'pop' sound, this long, hard-forged, high-grade magic weapon-level sword shattered into pieces and exploded into a pool of shining metal powder. r1152