At this moment, the feet of each disciple began to tremble, the black soil and dead leaves were all lifted up, and huge black shadows stirred from the ground. Under the light of the spiritual weapon, they were all
Hook-tailed poisonous scorpions, these hook-tailed poisonous scorpions are all dark brown, with extremely long bodies. There are actually more than a dozen long tentacles and pincers. And the most terrifying thing is that they all have a long like-like thing on the back of their buttocks.
The hard tails of the hooks are all raised up. Not only are they sharp, but there is also dark poisonous gas emitting from the end of the tail.
"Everyone, be careful of their tails! The tails of these scorpions are extremely sharp and extremely poisonous. If you are stabbed by their tails, you will definitely die!" Among them, the older disciple of Wuxiang Hall, who must have some experience, reminded everyone.
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Hook-tailed poisonous scorpions are monster beasts that have cultivated to the third level of spiritual power. They emerged from the ground around them. There were at least dozens of them. They screamed strangely, danced their pincers, and slowly moved towards the crowd.
Came over.
The level of spiritual power of hook-tailed poisonous scorpions is too shallow, and there are many of them, but the disciples are not afraid in their hearts. They each sacrificed their spiritual weapons and cast spells, killing all the poisonous scorpions in just a moment.
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Jiang Yun held Xiao Hei in his hand and stood aside. A sneer flashed at the corner of his mouth, but he did not take action. Because he knew that these hook-tailed poisonous scorpions were no match for the disciples. In addition, he also wanted to see these disciples.
What are the means?
Fortunately, although the disciples of Shuyuan Valley have neglected fighting over the years, the attack power they just unleashed is still not weak. It seems that Shuyuan Valley, as a major immortal sect after all, has inherited a spirit of magic that cannot be underestimated.
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A charming female disciple in the Purgatory Hall took back the spiritual weapon Bai Feng Ling and said to Jiang Yun: "Master of the Valley, these hook-tailed poisonous scorpions are highly poisonous. I am afraid that the blood and bones of the body cannot be used as a source of alchemy."
It’s better to use it or throw it away.”
The other disciples also nodded when they heard this, and one of the handsome men from the Phantom Hall said: "The precious blood and bones used to make elixirs, the monsters should have more spiritual power, so that the spiritual power will be valuable.
It is much higher. And it must not be a monster with its own poison. The blood and bones of such a monster are best used to forge poison pills, but they cannot be used to increase spiritual power."
Jiang Yun nodded and said: "Then ignore these hook-tailed poisonous scorpions. Let's continue moving towards the depths of the secret valley, trying to encounter monsters with spiritual power of level five."
"Yes." The ten disciples replied in unison. Then, Jiang Yun led the ten disciples, stepping on the dead leaves and wet ground, straight through the jungle, and headed towards the depths of the dense valley.
After walking for a while, we encountered another wave of monsters. We all worked together, used spiritual weapons and performed spells, killing more than ten monsters in half a stick of incense. These monsters were all of the same species.
, has the appearance of a mouse, is very fat, and has a long tail, like a snake's tail, which can be swayed at will. It is very powerful and can be used as a weapon to attack the enemy.
On the whole, this wave of monsters had cultivated to the fourth level of spiritual power. After everyone killed more than ten of them together, there were probably dozens of others who were frightened and fled away in panic.
The older disciple of Wuxiang Hall said to Jiang Yun: "Master Valley, these monsters have cultivated to the fourth level of spiritual power, and the precious blood and bones on their bodies can be used to refine elixirs. Should we take out their bones and blood?"
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Jiang Yun frowned and asked: "Do you have any storage treasures that can store precious blood and bones?"
The elder disciple of Wuxiang Hall replied: "Of course I have it." He took out a small bottle about seven inches long from his arms. The mouth of the small bottle was small, but the bottom was much thicker and rounder.
It is purple-green in color, and there is faint spiritual energy on it.
"This bottle is called a 'liquid storage bottle'. It is a small magical device. It is specially designed to store liquids. It can store about the liquid capacity of a well."
At this time, a disciple of Netherworld Hall dropped his dark sleeved robe and said to Jiang Yun: "Master of the Valley, my sleeved robe is also a storage device. It can store about a thousand kilograms of objects."
Jiang Yun nodded and thought for a moment: "The capacity of the liquid storage bottle and sleeve robe is not very large. We simply only take the precious bones and blood of monsters with level five spiritual power or above to save capacity and space, and try to bring as much as possible.
Bring back the fine medicinal materials."
Upon hearing this, all the disciples felt that what the Valley Master said was reasonable, and they all agreed in unison. So everyone gave up on these rat-like monsters and continued to move forward with their spiritual weapons in hand.
At this time, they were still at the edge of the secret valley, because the secret valley was too big and too deep, and it was so foggy that they couldn't see clearly what kind of mysterious world was hidden in the depths.
Jiang Yun remembered what the disciples of Wuxiang Hall said and tried not to go too deep into the secret valley, because there might be some powerful monster hidden there that had broken through the stage of spiritual power. With the strength of their eleven people, it might not be possible.
opponent.
The further you go into the jungle, the stronger the stench becomes. The trees grow more and more densely, and there are towering old trees that are difficult for several people to hug. There are also thorns and unknown weird grass crops.
It seemed to be alive, swaying slightly and whispering softly, as if it was speaking.
Deep in the dense valley, thunderous roars can be heard from time to time. The roars are like thunder rolling in the sky, making everyone's eardrums ache. Sometimes the ground will shake one after another, as if an earthquake has occurred, but everyone is in their hearts.
It was clear that the wild beasts in the dense valley were moving and walking. Every step they took would cause the ground in the canyon to shake. Feeling this formation, everyone was horrified and could not guess how huge those wild beasts were.
Everyone cautiously walked forward again. This time, everyone was lucky. They encountered five rock howling tigers whose spiritual power had reached the fifth level. The rock howling tigers were also huge in size. Different from ordinary tigers, the back
The bulge is very high, the limbs are thick and long, and the most surprising thing is that the long fangs protrude from both sides of the mouth, shining with a cold light.
The Rock Howling Tiger has a vicious nature, coupled with its extremely strong attack power. The five spiritual powers in front of it have all been trained to level five or above. They have strong attack power and a very high risk factor.
Jiang Yun asked everyone to be on guard, and then they each poured all their spiritual energy into a bloody battle with the five-headed Rock Howling Tiger.
This battle was already a bit strenuous, and it actually lasted for more than an hour. The most important thing was that Jiang Yun was determined to test the ten disciples, but he did not try his best, and Xiao Hei was not sacrificed. He just wanted to see which disciple was in danger.
, and then took action to rescue him.
In the end, the ten disciples lived up to Jiang Yun's expectations and surrounded and killed the five Yanxiao Tigers. Among the ten disciples, only one disciple from Huanling Hall was scratched on the shoulder by the Yanxiao Tiger's claws and suffered a slight injury. He took
After taking out the elixir I carried with me, I kneaded it into powder and applied it on it. The bleeding was quickly stopped and there was no serious problem.
Tiger bones and tiger blood are the best raw materials for alchemy. In addition, Yan Xiaohu has a proud bloodline and has cultivated five levels of spiritual power. The blood and bones in his body are rare materials.
This time, everyone did not throw them away. A disciple had already gone up with swords and spiritual weapons and cut open the five rock howling tigers. The disciple of Wuxiang Hall took out the liquid storage bottle, chanted the spell, and absorbed each rock.
The blood in the bones and flesh of the roaring tiger. Then the previous disciple cut off the tiger meat with extremely skillful techniques and picked out the thick tiger bones. The disciple of Netherworld Hall used his sleeve robe to put them all in.
Of course, as the five Yanxiao tigers with fifth-level spiritual power were killed, the five inner elixirs were also taken out by everyone. The five inner elixirs were all handed over to Jiang Yun's hands. Jiang Yun directly handed the five inner elixirs to Jiang Yun.
The pill beads were distributed to the five disciples who were relatively weak in spiritual power. The five disciples took the inner pill and were extremely grateful to the young Valley Master in front of them.
Don't underestimate these five rock howling tigers. They are huge in size. The blood in their bodies actually holds half of the capacity of the reservoir. Their bones are so thick and large that they also hold half of the capacity of the sleeve robe.
Everyone was a little tired after the previous battle. After collecting tiger blood and tiger bones, they sat down panting and prepared to take a rest.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Jiang Yun suddenly shouted: "Everyone, be careful!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a strong wind blew behind him, and an arm as thick as a tree trunk stretched out from the dark jungle. The arm was covered with dark fluff, and a plush palm was as big as a dustpan, pointing directly towards
He grabbed the place where ten disciples were sitting.