Long Xing glanced at the leaving Mo Liangbang and his family, and had doubts about Leng Aoshuang's arrival.
Didn't this young man hurt his brain in the Qiongya fantasy world last time at the opening ceremony of Qizhenzhai? It seems better to listen to him.
Long Xing returned to Yingying with Wan'er in his arms, handed Wan'er to Yingying and said, "Yingying, you hold Wan'er in your arms, and you and your aunt will entertain the family members for a banquet first. I'll go out and have a look."
Long Xing left the hall and came to the yard. At this time, Mo Liangpao had already walked out of the gate and drove to the hospital. Leng Aoshuang's figure was limping in the corner of the courtyard.
Except for the front door of the courtyard, the security personnel in the courtyard were all on duty.
Long Xing glanced at Leng Aoshuang's back from a distance. Just as he was confused, a figure came out from behind the pillar in the corridor and blocked Leng Aoshuang's face.
"How's it going? Can you hear me clearly?" came a voice as thin as a mosquito's groan.
A serious-faced man who looked to be in his fifties, wearing a wide-brimmed black hat covering his head, was asking Leng Aoshuang in the corner.
"Old Sha, that wild child is a little special. I fainted before I could figure out the situation." Leng Aoshuang's expression became extremely respectful.
Long Xing heard from a distance that he called Fang Shalao in such a respectful tone, and his heart moved.
"You go ahead. I found that there is something I need in this backyard. I will go find you later and I will promise you nothing less. Remember my words and don't reveal my whereabouts, otherwise you will know the consequences!"
The serious-looking man warned Leng Aoshuang sternly.
Long Xing ducked and hid behind a corridor pillar, watching Leng Aoshuang leave the backyard. The man known as Sha Lao looked around cautiously and saw that there was no one in the courtyard and corridor. He moved and went straight to the fairy Bodhi tree at the end of the corridor.
The fairy bodhi tree is behind the rockery, and its branches and leaves are as green as ever even in autumn. A few flashing green fruits on the tree are hidden among the branches and leaves.
The light that came in softly and slowly shone with golden light in the tiny gaps.
Mr. Sha threw himself under the tree, and the refreshing air filled his nostrils. He suddenly froze his body and inhaled hard and dreamily.
My body and mind felt extremely relaxed at this moment: "I didn't expect that this Mo family would hide such a treasure. My sand virus strain is really lucky."
The man who calls himself Sand Virus Strain, looks at the shining green fruits on the tree, his eyes are bright, he seems to have some understanding of this immortal Bodhi tree.
"Bodhi has no flowers, but it has fruit. One flower can live for a hundred years. Haha, it seems that boy has had this opportunity. Otherwise, how could he have such strength at such a young age."
The Sand Virus strain actually laughed triumphantly.
"No, there are only so many green fruits on this tree. It is supposed to be late autumn and the fruits should be ripe. Did the boy from the Mo family pick them?" After laughing, the sand virus strain raised his head and took a closer look at the branches. The green fruits among the leaves had doubts in their minds.
"Ignore it for now, get one and then talk about it." Sand Virus Strain thought for a few seconds before making a decision.
I saw him sitting cross-legged, raising his hands above his head, making a fighting gesture. In front of him, two purple-red light beams flashed out, forming a pair of huge light and shadow pincers in front of him, like a pair of crabs. The big turtle.
At the moment when the huge light pillars met, there seemed to be an irresistible force, beating steadily.
This sand virus strain needs to use this beam of light with pliers to cut off the green berries on the tree. As the gestures of Sand Virus Strain changed, the giant pincers formed by light and shadow rose several feet and went straight to cut off the green fruits among the branches and leaves.
"Bang!" The giant pincers of light and shadow flashed past, and as soon as they touched the green fruit, they were shattered by an invisible force.
The light and shadow began to crack inch by inch until they disappeared.
"Huh? It still has the spiritual power to protect itself. Could it be that this bodhi tree has gathered spirits?" The giant pliers of light and shadow of the sand virus strain were smashed, which made him happy instead of sad.
He knew that the Bodhi tree that could gather spirits was called the Immortal Bodhi Tree, and its effect was extraordinary. Such a rare thing in the world was rare to find.
Sand Strain calmed down again, the posture of his hands changed, and the brighter light and shadow giant pincers condensed again.
"I want to see what a little tree spirit like you is capable of! Go!" He waved his hand, and the big pliers went straight to the green fruit on the tree.
"Bang...bang..." The subtle sound of light and shadow being crushed echoed gently in this space, but every time this sound sounded, the sand virus strain couldn't help but trembled slightly.
After the light and shadow pliers were completely broken, Sand Poison Strain's body trembled a little, and he exhaled hard: "Mom, I'm a little surprised, this tree spirit has some Taoism."
He stood up, and this time he no longer condensed the giant pliers of light and shadow, but took out a dark, glowing, semi-curved crescent blade from his arms.
Injecting spiritual power into the crescent blade, the black light became more terrifying.
With a "swish" sound, the crescent blade was about to cut into the root of the green fruit.
"Ding dong! Bang bang puff!" Two sounds.
The moment the crescent blade approached the root of the green fruit, it was directly hit by a dark blade and fell with a clang. The dark luster quickly dimmed.
And the dark blade, with the sound of wind, appeared behind the sand virus strain again.
With the hairs on his hair standing on end, Sand Virus Strain turned around, circled his hands, and the majestic purple-red light curtain formed a wall of air, blocking the attack of the dark blade.
"Who is it?" The Dark Blade, which had lost its spiritual power, fell to the ground. Sand Toxin Strain shouted and moved several feet away.
"Sand virus strain, tell me, who are you, and what do you want to do in the Mo family's backyard? Why do you want to pick fruits that don't belong to you!" Long Xing's figure appeared under the Immortal Bodhi Tree, and with a move of his hand, he removed the fruits on the ground. The dark blade was sucked into his hand and he stared at the sand virus strain with sharp eyes.
Seeing Long Xing appear, Sand Virus Strain was startled at first, and then the corners of his eyes twitched. The Dark Blade just shot down his Crescent Blade with greater force than him. Although he fired the Crescent Blade casually, he only used 60% of his strength.
But to be able to shoot down the crescent blade before it touches the fruit branch from such a high tree, and in the blink of an eye, without missing a beat, shows that the opponent is precise, accurate, and ruthless in everything.
"Do you know that I am Sand Virus Strain? Are you the new son-in-law of the Mo family, the young man who defeated Heiba and Mu Yazi and broke the Qionghai illusion?" Sand Virus Strain asked a series of questions.
"So you recognize Heiba and Mu Yazi. Did the Leng family invite you here or did you come here seeking revenge?" Long Xing was very curious. Leng Aoshuang brought this sand virus strain here. If the Leng family hadn't paid for it, , it must be Heiba's fellow sect seeking revenge.
"The person who can defeat my two junior brothers shows that your strength is unusual. My senior brothers from Moyaling are not so easy to bully!" Sand Virus Strain did not hide his identity.
"You are a fellow disciple of Heiba and Mu Yazi. It seems that you are here to seek revenge for your fellow disciples!" Long Xing knew the whole story from his words.
"Yes, I heard that today is your daughter's 100-day banquet, so I want to give you a different gift!" Before Sand virus strain could finish speaking, he had disappeared from the spot.
There was silence all around. Where Long Xing was just now, he couldn't even see the shadow of the Sand Virus Strain.
Here is a purple-red sky, as if the sky is covered in purple during the day. There was a rustling sound all around. While Long Xing was in a daze, a large group of terrifying poisonous spiders crawled towards him.
Each big spider swung its eight steel-like claws and pierced Long Xing's body. Long Xing had a vague feeling that this might not be the real space.
"Is it another space illusion like Qionghai's illusion? This sand virus strain comes from Moyaling. Why is this poisonous spider so terrifying?" Long Xing thought of this, and his expression suddenly became serious.
Although he is not afraid of illusions, people with strong mental power still have a clear understanding of themselves when they are in a trap. The mind will not be swayed by illusions. But the sensible heat in the airspace in front of him was beyond the scope of illusion, because those eight large strains were real dangers.
From the poisonous threads they spit out, you can feel that the venom is truly toxic. The surrounding purple-red airspace is also filled with the smell of this venom.
The eight poison strains were actually arranged in an eight-array pattern, trapping Long Xing in it.
"Boy, this is my Lao Sha's poison domain. Don't even think about breaking this illusion with your mental power." Feeling that Long Xing was trying to use his mental power to break the illusion, Sand Poison Strain's sarcastic voice came.
Although he could hear the sound, Long Xing's purple eyes could not see his figure, but could only distinguish the location of the eight poison strains.
"Is it really Wuhou's Eight Formations?" Long Xing wondered, that exquisite position could indeed trap the current Long Xing.
In this poisonous field, the sand virus strain actually became the hub of the formation, so Long Xing could not find him.
The virus strain did not attack immediately, but Long Xing could feel that the silk network of the virus strain was densely woven. Once the drug network becomes dense, there is no room for you to escape.
"This airspace is poisonous, and it seems that mental power will also be corroded by the venom." Long Xing could feel the thorny sound of the spiritual power threads. That was the crackling sound caused by contact with the poisonous mist in the airspace.
"Boy, just stay here and wait until Lao Sha picks the green fruit and then I will take care of you. Either you will become my poison strain's belly, or I will train you into a four-legged poison strain." The voice of the sand strain was in my ears. The edge sounded.
Now, although Long Xing has confirmed that his mental power will be damaged by the Poison Domain, he can still feel that the damage is mutual. His mental power is still very strong, especially Zijin's mental power, which has not been depleted much at all.
The reason why he was not in a hurry to use other means was because he wanted to study the structure of this airspace and the ins and outs of the eight formations.
As for the poisonous spider, Long Xing didn't take it seriously. He had tested the dark purple-gold energy in his dantian and was not afraid of the poisonous spider's venom at all.
What's more, his blood is also devouring. In times of crisis, the devouring ability of dragon blood can help him get out of trouble.
The Eight Formation Diagram locked Long Xing, and the body of Sand Poison Strain was separated from the poison domain. He took out his crescent blade again. This time he must cut off the green fruit on the Bodhi tree.
