After taking a breath or two, Qin Yang was slightly startled when he could clearly see the figure entering the swamp...
He was a little kid of four or five years old, with a little baby fat, a dirty face, messy black hair, and a black short shirt stained with mud.
At this moment, he was carefully walking in the swamp, looking for a place to stay, but soon, as if he was attracted by something, he slowly approached a small puddle, stretched his neck, and looked into the puddle.
Qin Yang's heart skipped a beat and he rushed over. The first thing he saw was the water plants in the puddle slowly spreading out. Inside, a woman's body was swollen with water and rotten, floating in the water with a half-smiling smile.
He lowered himself and swayed his arms slowly, attracting the little kid above him.
A surprised smile appeared on the little kid's face, and he stretched out his hand to grab the water.
broken……
Qin Yang was shocked, and now he couldn't even think about why there was a little kid here...
He quickly took out three wind talismans, activated the talismans and slapped them on himself. He didn't even bother to hide his true energy. In an instant, his speed increased several times and he rushed straight towards the little kid.
At the same time, he gritted his teeth, took out the roll of ink, and tore open a corner. Under the infusion of true energy, the spiritual light shot up to the sky, and the fluctuations of spiritual power set off gusts of wind. In just a moment, the roll of ink turned into a stream of light, instantly blowing the little fart.
The child is enveloped in it.
Layers of red-gold halo continued to fall down the little kid's head. On top of the halo, countless golden runes continued to appear and disappear.
At the same time, under the puddle, a monster rushed out of the water, and its bloody mouth full of staggered sharp teeth bit the little kid's head with a squeak.
Click...
The monster bit into the red-gold halo, and several of the sharp teeth in its mouth shattered, and a full third of the runes that continued to appear on the halo dissipated in an instant.
"Wow..." When the monster fell into the puddle again and disappeared, the little kid sat down on the ground in fear and cried out.
Qin Yang's face was as dark as water, wind was blowing under his feet, and his speed increased again.
The monster fell into the water and disappeared, but he felt an invisible murderous aura floating around, and the monster began to stare at him.
Rushing to the little kid, Qin Yang stretched out his hand through the halo, picked up the little kid, put it on his shoulders, and ran wildly out of the swamp. At this speed, even if he stepped into the mud,
, can also run out before falling in.
There were still hundreds of feet away from the swamp, but after running for more than a hundred feet, Qin Yang felt chills all over his body, and a sense of danger of great terror suddenly surged through his body, and all the blood flowing in his body was blocked.
Freezing trend.
This is instinct. When a creature faces a mortal crisis, it will either freeze up and kill it at the neck, or it will burst into the greatest madness.
The gap is too big!
That monster can even crush the body-protecting essence of a foundation-building monk in one bite, and it can also destroy most of the power of defensive magic weapons in one bite.
As a little guy like me who has no magic weapon to protect himself and no energy to protect his body, he will definitely die.
The only golden ink scroll has a terrifyingly strong protective power. It is three points stronger than the protective magic weapon activated by a foundation-building monk. Unfortunately, it can only be carried three times at most, and it has already been given to a little kid...
…
Wow...
The sound of water splashing from behind sounded, and Qin Yang's hair stood up, and his heart beat wildly. The horror between life and death almost made his heart explode. All the sounds in his ears were from his heart beating wildly.
The banging sound.
In the moment of life and death, Qin Yang seemed to have broken through the oppression of fear, and instantly went from a neck-and-neck killing to the most hysterical madness, and the speed of his thoughts suddenly increased dozens of times.
At that moment, the monster rushed towards me with its big bloody mouth.
Qin Yang suddenly grabbed the kid with one hand, turned around, blocked the kid's head in front of him, and actively stuffed it into the monster's bloody mouth.
Click...
The two rows of staggered sharp teeth in the monster's mouth were once again broken off by more than a dozen...
Furious wails resounded through the swamp, and the monster flicked its tail and disappeared into the puddle again.
Qin Yang kept walking and once again put the little kid on his shoulders and ran wildly.
The little kid who was still crying loudly now just opened his mouth and was dumbfounded. He stretched out his hand and touched the red-gold halo of the flashing runes surrounding his body...
I don't know whether he was shocked by the red-gold halo or by Qin Yang's unexpected operation, but he kept that blank expression for a long time.
But Qin Yang is not the least bit lucky...
The protective power of the Golden Scroll and Ink Barrier is strong, but the remaining strength can only withstand one blow at most.
There is still nearly three hundred feet away from the swamp. At this distance, according to the frequency of the monster's attacks, you have to resist at least twice before you can escape.
As expected, after two or three breaths and after traveling more than a hundred feet, the terrifying sense of crisis surged again.
Qin Yang followed suit and stuffed the little kid's head into the monster's mouth again, breaking more than a dozen of the monster's front teeth, and the layer of red-gold halo seemed like bubbles had been popped, and disappeared with a pop...
In the end, the distance was less than 200 feet. How could we withstand the final blow?
Qin Yang's face was as dark as water, and he turned his head rapidly. White steam was already steaming from the top of his head, and his brain power was working to the extreme.
None of the talismans in his hand could withstand a bite from the monster. Except for the golden ink scroll that had disappeared, other attack talismans were completely useless against the monster. The Blood Lama could only protect him from the miasma here.
poison……
So what to do next?
Without allowing him to think too much, the sound of splashing water sounded, and a murderous aura came overwhelmingly.
Qin Yang roared angrily, took out a diamond talisman from his storage bag, activated it, and turned around...
Lost it on the monster.
A layer of faint golden light covered the monster's body, but the monster's lunging movements still did not stop.
But this time, it came to nothing...
After being thrown into the air, the monster did not fall into the water. Instead, it went crazy, biting and waving its sharp claws towards the surroundings.
The water splashed, the aquatic plants withered, and was filled with corrosive gases that continued to evaporate with a sizzling sound. In just one or two breaths, the surrounding area of more than ten feet was completely turned into a pool of stagnant water, and everything was
Corroded cleanly.
Qin Yang took the opportunity to run out and escape from the swamp.
After escaping hundreds of feet out of the swamp, Qin Yang stopped, panting heavily, his heart beating wildly, and finally letting go...
Just now, I had no choice but to give it a try. Since this monster has no eyes, ears, or nose, and has no spiritual power fluctuations, and has no breath, hunting depends entirely on spiritual power fluctuations to find its target.
Bless it with the Vajra Talisman to strengthen its protective power and cover it with a layer of golden light. Naturally, the first thing it feels is the spiritual power fluctuations emitted by the power of the Vajra Talisman on its own body.
Fortunately, it worked. It confused the monster and made it feel that there were enemies in all directions within the nearest distance...