Chapter five hundred and seventy seventh different world rules
In the end, the white-haired weasel took a deep breath and suddenly rushed out, like a strong man with broken arms. His four legs formed a yellow line and he ran wildly on the road.
The water in the Great Thousand World was extremely deep, and he did not dare to stretch out his soul consciousness to scare the snake away, so he had to speed up and follow it.
However, he carefully sensed the surroundings and found that there was no smell of blood or the smell of a battle.
It seems that Princess Jinyang has not passed through this place yet, which makes him feel relieved a lot.
Skull Mountain is dangerous, easy to defend and difficult to attack, but it is not vast.
The white-haired weasel ran whirring for two hours and was about to reach the boundary of Skull Mountain.
Suddenly, its limbs suddenly stopped and it suddenly stopped.
I saw it raised its nose, sniffed on the ground, sniffed in the air, and finally got into the grass cautiously.
Yue Hui paused, leaned to the side, and carefully floated forward with the Hades Emperor's Order in his arms.
After drifting for ten miles, two middle-aged men with ordinary and honest faces suddenly appeared in front of them.
The auras of these two men were obscure and they were in the realm of true immortals.
After hesitating for a moment, Yu Hui squeezed the Hades Emperor's Order tightly and leaned over carefully.
"Fifth brother, eldest brother asked us to guard here. What if something happens and a snake is disturbed?"
One of the men in yellow robes asked.
"Don't worry, as long as you don't speak, you won't cheat!"
Another man wearing a cyan robe, who was called Fifth Brother by the person in the yellow robe, said confidently.
The more he raised his eyebrows, it turned out that these two people were spies from Skull Mountain.
If you didn't listen to the conversation between these two people, no one would know that these two people were actually gangsters.
However, the white-haired weasel's sense of smell is very sensitive, and it can smell it even if it is ten miles away.
This is also the reason why these two true immortals did not release their spiritual consciousness and only focused on what was in front of them and did not pay attention to what was behind them.
Otherwise, given the behavior of the little white-haired weasel demon, he might be noticed from thousands of miles away.
However, with these two true immortals guarding the side, the white-haired weasel would not be able to get through.
Yue Hui was not in a hurry, he wanted to see what method this white-haired weasel could come up with to pass the level of these two true immortals.
Just as he was thinking this, he heard a rustling sound coming from the grass behind him.
"who?"
The fifth brother suddenly turned his head and shouted in a stern voice.
The coercion of the true immortal suddenly appeared, like a dark cloud, rushing towards the place where the movement was.
"Crack!"
Looking back at Xun Sheng, I almost laughed out loud.
I saw the white-haired weasel tremblingly grabbing a ten-meter-long python and carrying it on its shoulders.
But out of fear, the python kept falling to the ground and turned into noodles.
Thanks to his quick wit, in this short period of time, he found a python out of nowhere.
Seeing that the yellow fur on this white-haired weasel is covered in blood, I'm afraid it must have suffered a lot.
Judging from its appearance, it was just a little demon that came out to hunt for prey and encountered a battle.
"Isn't he just a little demon? Why is he making such a fuss?"
The man in the yellow robe curled his lips and said in disgust.
"You! Huh, be careful and you won't make a big mistake."
The fifth brother's face was distorted for a moment, then returned to his honest look.
The white-haired weasel was suddenly startled, and quickly placed the python on the ground, stretched out its paws and pushed it forward.
Then, it touched its belly again.
I don't know if it was a coincidence or something, but its stomach suddenly made two "gurgling" sounds.
It glanced at the python with a reluctant look, then pushed it forward cruelly.
After that, it clasped its two front paws together and kept kowtowing to the two true immortals with extremely pitiful eyes.
The fifth brother frowned and looked at it for a long time, until it gradually shrank into a ball, with a look of despair in its eyes.
The more I looked back, I was dumbfounded and amazed by the acting skills of this white-haired weasel.
It seems that in this vast world, even a little demon who has not yet formed a pill has one or two unique skills.
Otherwise, how can we survive in this world where true immortals and Taoists are everywhere.
Yue Hui gained a new understanding, clutched the Hades Emperor's Order tightly, and planned to save the fifth brother when he got into trouble.
However, I don't know whether it was because of the white-haired weasel's excellent acting skills or because the fifth brother was so kind-hearted that he actually let the white-haired weasel go.
"Get out of here!"
He shouted sternly: "If you come to this Skull Mountain again, I will eat you alive!"
The poor white-haired weasel was so frightened that he didn't even bother to pick up the python. He kowtowed his head and ran out in an instant. He was far away in the blink of an eye.
However, the man in yellow robe came up, took the python in his hand, and said with a smile: "The bird has faded out of its mouth, it's just a good time to have a tooth-striking ceremony."
After saying that, he rubbed his fingers together, and a real fire appeared at his fingertips, and roasted the python meat on the nearby firewood.
The fifth brother frowned and said nothing.
"Oh, it smells so good! Fifth brother, try it."
"From now on, stop talking and remember to clean up after eating."
"got it……"
He followed the white-haired weasel farther and farther away, gradually leaving the two tough bandits behind.
But the white-haired weasel seemed to be frightened and ran forward without stopping.
Even if it falls down with a 'dong' sound, it gets up and keeps running.
The more I thought about it, I realized that it was probably the true immortal's immortal consciousness that had been following it and observing it, making it dare not relax.
Just like that, after running from noon to sunset for more than a thousand miles, the white-haired weasel slowed down slightly and fell to the ground.
He moved more and more, then stopped again.
After a long while, the white hair on the ground squirmed for a while, as if it had caught its breath, it raised its head and sniffed in the air.
After a long time, it forced itself to sit up again, adjusted its breath for a while, then stood up and ran forward again.
The more I looked back, I was a little surprised. It was only a thousand miles away. For a true immortal, it was an instant. How could this white hair relax?
He hesitated for a while, looked at the Hades Emperor's Order in his hand, and carefully stretched out his soul consciousness.
One mile, ten miles, a hundred miles, almost five hundred miles, his consciousness will no longer be able to extend.
The more I look back, I can't help but be surprised.
This is simply impossible in the Middle Thousand World.
As a ghost general in his early stage, in the Middle Thousand World, his soul consciousness could extend to thousands of miles away.
However, in this vast world, it can only extend to five hundred miles and then end.
The difference between these two is truly terrifying.
After thinking about it for a while, I suddenly understood.
It seems that it should be caused by the rules of the world.
The laws of the vast world are complete and the boundaries are deep, which leads to the differences between the two worlds.
It seems that the power of the same spell in the vast world will definitely be different.
It seems that the white-haired weasel, as a little demon, ran thousands of miles in one afternoon, which is quite fast.
He figured it out and stopped worrying, and continued to float behind the white-haired weasel.