There was a lot of harvest in the white jade bottle, including stones wrapped in stone skins, some bones of old demons, and some human heads and skulls, all of which the centipede spirit had obtained underground over the years.
But Ye Qingfeng held back and did not immediately go to investigate.
There is an obvious mouse hole on the stone wall on the side.
It seems that these mice are very fast. Not long after she killed the centipede spirit, the mice quickly dug holes and got into the centipede spirit's nest.
"It should be that when we had a life-or-death showdown with the centipede spirit, the rats in the corner spied on it until the end. That's why these rats were so fast."
Ye Qingfeng blinked and quickly figured out the whole reason.
"Before other big demons come, I have to take away the things in the lair as soon as possible, so as not to make wedding clothes for others."
With a quick thought, Ye Qingfeng stepped on the steps of the old madman, pushed his speed to the extreme, dodged and advanced hundreds of meters, and finally entered the centipede spirit's lair.
A very big nest.
It is empty, dark, and generally circular in shape. There is also a large stone platform, like a dragon's chair, placed in the center of the nest.
But the stone platform is very heavy and has not been moved away by the rats.
And those things that could be moved have been moved to pieces by the rats.
I have to say, those mice are also very smart.
Although they couldn't see it in the dark, they could smell it and took the lead in moving away the most precious things from the nest, leaving only some scrap metal and colored jade alone in the nest.
Ye Qingfeng took a rough look and found that what was left in this lair was quite shabby, not as good as the group that robbed the rats just now.
But no matter how small a mosquito is, it's still flesh. Ye Qingfeng didn't mind it and transformed it into a big palm.
The huge gray palm touched the ground and swept all the items in the lair, including the heavy dragon-shaped stone chair, into the white jade bottle.
The entire old nest was swept away by her, leaving nothing behind for future generations.
After Ye Qingfeng succeeded, he immediately decided to leave.
But this lair is connected to eight passages.
Except for the passage through which Ye Qingfeng came in, the other seven passages all meant the unknown.
Ye Qingfeng didn't know which one was dangerous and which one was relatively safe, so he could only choose one at random based on his feeling, and then left in the air.
But she still walked very carefully, not too fast to avoid an ambush and trap ahead, nor too slow to avoid some big monster chasing after her.
However, what shocked her was that there was another rush of sound suddenly coming from the corridor behind her.
"Rustling! Rustling!"
It looks like it has thousands of legs crawling quickly on the ground.
"Could it be that he is a relative of the Centipede Spirit, and he is here to seek revenge and take his life!"
Ye Qingfeng naturally had this thought, but her eyes darkened and she did not choose to escape. Instead, she quickly used Yuantian Divine Technique to hide her aura and integrate herself with the surrounding stone walls.
The passage was already dark, making it difficult to see Ye Qingfeng's figure clearly.
Coupled with Ye Qingfeng's excellent concealment methods, even a strong man who has transformed into a dragon in the ninth form cannot detect Ye Qingfeng's existence.
Ye Qingfeng stood against the wall, his whole body on guard, holding his breath and concentrating, and raised his eyes to look out.
A moment later, she saw a shiny white mouse, carrying a black spear and wearing a white cloak, leading a large group of white mice, chasing after them majestically.
The leading silver-white mouse is particularly eye-catching. It is at least three times larger than the other mice and is as strong as a bear.
And the leading mouse also looks nondescript.
It has a pointed head, a fat belly, and is covered with thick hair. It generally looks like a mouse, but it has human-like ears. It is more like a human, with two slender arms and two thick legs that can walk upright.
"Half man, half beast?"
It was the first time for Ye Qingfeng to see such a monster alive.
The skeleton of the Holy King that Ye Qingfeng obtained before also had this strange appearance of half human and half beast.
Moreover, the nondescript appearance of the leader rat demon is not acquired through advanced cultivation, but is present at birth.
"Could he be a descendant of an ancient race?"
Ye Qingfeng couldn't help but be surprised.
In ancient times, there were thousands of races, and there were all kinds of birds, beasts, humans, and many powerful races that looked like humans but not humans.
Those powerful races that resemble humans but are not human are collectively called ancient humanoids by later generations, or simply humanoids.
According to rumors, all humanoid creatures in the ancient times were extremely powerful.
But Ye Qingfeng looked at the leading mouse in front of him. His cultivation level was only mediocre, and he did not have the arrogant aura of an ancient creature. It was impossible to say that he was the descendant of an ancient humanoid creature.
However, according to what the book said, ancient humanoid creatures were extremely powerful and basically came from the royal family of the ancient times.
The royal family is tyrannical and their status is extremely respected. The weaker races can only kneel down and submit, and dare not provoke them. Otherwise, if they are not careful, it will be a catastrophe of annihilation.
Now the leading mouse has a third-third human appearance, and the blood of the ancient royal family should also flow in his body, which has its own extraordinary qualities.
Thinking of all these, Ye Qingfeng did not feel any contempt for the other party's cultivation.
"Zhi~zhizhi~"
Hundreds of silver-white mice, following the leader, roared and chased here.
They came so aggressively, not only intending to take back the treasures that Ye Qingfeng had taken, but also wanting to have a bloody fight with Ye Qingfeng to avenge them.
Seeing this scene, especially the silver-white mouse in the lead, Ye Qingfeng couldn't help but think of that little girl Li Jiuai.
Li Jiuai also looked like this and was so aggressive that he came to provoke her.
In the end, because he couldn't beat her, he cried and chose to go to the Holy Land of Shaking Light, and even shouted that he would come to her in the future to avenge his shame.
Ye Qingfeng's thoughts did not wander far away. She did not move, looking at a group of huge mice as big as cats, wagging their noses fiercely, climbing up and down the rock wall, and kept sniffing.
In this darkness, their noses work better than their eyes.
They sniffed one by one for a long time, but couldn't get any results. The more they sniffed, the more confused they became.
And Ye Qingfeng was hiding in front of them, twenty meters away.
"King." A rat spirit in the Shenqiao realm actually uttered human words and said in a sharp voice, "How come that human race has lost its smell when it comes here? Could it be that he will fly directly to the sky and escape from the earth in the passage?
Can’t make it?”
The information these rat spirits had received before was that a young man in the Dao Palace Realm had actually killed the old centipede demon in the Dragon Transformation Realm.
Although it sounds ridiculous, the facts are in front of them and they can't help but believe it.
In the world of cultivation, the weak defeat the strong, and capsizing in the gutter also happens from time to time.
"It's not like you are a powerful person above the Dragon Transformation Realm. If you can disappear out of thin air, you will always leave traces."
The humanoid rat king spoke wisely, put his two strong hind legs on the ground, and stood up like a human. At first glance, he looked like a round person.
It shot out two rays of light from its shrewd little eyes, and looked at the surrounding stone walls again and again, trying to find any clues left behind by the enemy's escape, even if it was a hole smaller than the eye of a needle.