Song Zheng himself could hardly bear it anymore, but for some reason he had an obsession in his heart. Once he had made a decision, he would carry it out thoroughly. He held on to Wang Jiu tightly.
call--
Before the two of them could react, the huge snake head had already pounced in front of them, and its huge mouth could swallow seven or eight people without any problem.
The huge snake mouth suddenly stopped in front of the two of them...
Tsk! Tsk! Tsk! The venom on the fangs dripped down, quickly corroding large pits around the two of them! To the bee snake, it was a "drop" of venom, but to the two of them, it was almost a basin.
The two people's eyes widened to the maximum, and their hearts were about to jump out of their mouths. The barbs on the bee snake slowly retracted, and it retreated quietly, and swam around the two of them again, and then it felt a little uncomfortable.
He shook his tail willingly and left.
After walking a few dozen feet away, he looked back at the scale fragments. Apparently he didn't dare to take risks at the last moment.
After the bee snake completely disappeared among the jungle and rocks, the two of them let out a sigh and collapsed together.
Wang Jiu was quite excited: "Scholar, this trick of yours is really useful. It seems that as long as we don't encounter anyone more powerful than that giant beast, we should be safe."
But Song Zheng had to pour cold water on him: "I'm afraid the breath on this fragment will soon disperse."
"Ah..." Wang Jiu's face turned pale with fear of death, and he looked around: "How about we find a place to hide? It's so dangerous... We'd better wait for Shi Tou'er and the others to come to us."
Song Zheng also hesitated, but he still shook his head: "It's safer for everyone to be together. It's too dangerous here. Where can we hide to ensure safety?"
Song Zheng held the rope in one hand and Zhou Tian's ancient coins in the other, secretly preparing his most powerful Taoist technique "Jingzhe Thunder".
The two of them did not dare to follow the Bee Snake, so they chose another direction to search. After walking for about half a mile, Wang Jiu moved his nose, pulled Song Zheng and whispered: "The smell of blood."
Wang Jiu's cultivation level was higher than him, and because he was afraid of death, Wang Jiu specialized in a magical power, and his six senses were the most sensitive among the five.
He pointed in a direction with a look of fear on his face. Song Zheng listened and found that the surroundings were quiet and there didn't seem to be any danger.
He thought for a moment and gestured to Wang Jiu to stay while he went over to take a look.
Wang Jiu grabbed him: "You are looking for death!" Song Zheng thought for a moment, suppressed his curiosity, and nodded to Wang Jiu. The two of them walked around the area, and just as they were about to walk over, suddenly
There was a cough: "Are you a scholar?"
The two of them were shocked when they heard the sound and hurried in.
In the darkness, there was a person lying on the ground like a stone, with one leg of his pants torn open, revealing a huge wound. Next to her were the Dark Flame Repeating Crossbow and a war sword. It was Zhao Xiao, the only female cultivator in the group.
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The exposed half of her face was pale and she had lost too much blood.
Scattered around her was the corpse of a wild beast, with the head in the north, the lower body in the south, and the upper body in the northwest. The smell of blood came from the corpse.
"Fifth level phantom claw beast!" This wild beast looks half wolf and half snake, with three pairs of sharp claws. It moves like the wind, and its sharp claws are stronger than the sharp blade of a magic weapon.
Zhao Xiao vomited a mouthful of blood and said weakly: "It has injuries on its body. It must have escaped from the mouth of another predator. Its strength is less than 30%."
Song Zheng nodded and waved to Wang Jiu: "Come and help."
Song Zheng said "I'm sorry" and tore off Zhao Xiao's trouser legs. Wang Jiu swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Zhao Xiao looked at him coldly, his eyes behind the iron mask were cold. Wang Jiu closed his eyes helplessly.
: "I won't watch it, that's okay."
Song Zheng took out two pills of healing medicine, crushed one and sprinkled it on the wound, and fed the other to Zhao Xiao. Then he bandaged her up, looked around and said, "I'll carry you on my back, get out of here first."
Zhao Xiao glanced at the wound on his shoulder and shook his head: "I can do it myself."
"Don't be brave..."
Zhao Xiao pushed him gently, and said coldly but firmly: "If one day I need someone to carry me on my back, kill me!"
Song Zheng opened his mouth wordlessly, while Zhao Xiao had already picked up his Dark Flame Repeating Crossbow and War Sword, broke off a branch and used it as a crutch and walked slowly forward.
When the three of them left, Song Zheng took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out some medicinal powder, sprinkled it on the road with some pain, and dusted some on each of the three of them.
Wang Jiu asked: "What is this?"
"A strange medicine used to cover up the smell of blood."
Wang Jiu's pupils tightened: "Worry-free powder? This thing is more expensive than the miracle healing medicine. Where did you get so much money?"
Song Zheng smiled bitterly: "I have invested all my wealth in it. Let's go quickly, the corpse of that phantom claw beast will definitely attract high-level predators."
The valuable parts of the Phantom Claw Beast are its essence and sharp claws, which Wang Jiu has already collected.
Not long after they left, something squirmed in the darkness, and no grass grew anywhere it passed. The body of the Phantom Claw Beast was quickly "submerged" in this endless "squirming".
The thing followed the bloody smell and soon reached the place where Song Zheng sprinkled the medicinal powder. I don't know what happened. It roared in disgust, and the mountains trembled with loud noises. It turned around and squirmed and invaded elsewhere.
And go.
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Shi Yi was panting heavily, his standard leather armor was in tatters, there were scars all over his body, and his skin was sore and miserable.
He fled in panic, trying his best to stay away from the terrible swamp.
The swamp quickly returned to calm, with a layer of moss harmless to humans and animals on the surface, emitting a faint light in the dark night, and seemed to be a peaceful and peaceful area.
But Shi Yi will never be fooled again. He was chased by a group of strange birds just now, and he rushed in without choosing a way. The strange birds turned around and flew away, but the moss suddenly "turned its back" and turned into a poisonous swamp. He suddenly fell
Entering, luckily he saw the opportunity quickly and immediately hung the exquisite flying sword in his hand and flew into the sky with all his strength.
However, there is a huge suction force in the swamp, which is pulling against the upward force of the flying sword. The entire competition lasts only seven or eight breaths, and the rare treasure descended from the sky is better than the flying sword.
He was pulled out of the swamp with a pop, but in such a short time, the fine leather armor equipped by the Bianzhen Army had been completely corroded, and Shi Yi even left scars on his body. When the mountain wind blew, these scars
The pain was excruciating.
He held back his screams, staggered forward, and finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell to the ground with a thud.
While he was panting, a pair of feet wearing military boots stood in front of him. Shi Yidun was hopeful, but when he raised his head, he saw a familiar and ferocious smiling face.
Chapter completed!