Su Xing hid in the tree and glanced at Yan Shengfang in the field. The other person's face was pale and very frightened.
Although I don’t know why “Ban Yuntao” left “Yan Shengfang” behind.
But then it was no longer possible to rely on Xuan Kui's aura to lock onto the opponent from a distance.
So he called to the little monkey king and chased forward at full speed with a dozen faster green-faced apes.
As for whether Yan Shengfang is dead or alive?
Anyway, it’s not just about dying directly in your own hands.
...
'Mai' ran deep into the forest, except because 'True' was there.
Also because there is a miasma there.
Ordinary macaques are as poisonous to blue-faced apes as water is to fish, but colorful miasma is poison, and people's tolerance is slightly higher.
Only when you run into the miasma can you find a glimmer of hope.
"boom!"
To his despair, a human face suddenly protruded from a big tree in front of him, and then another ordinary punch struck him.
After a pause, 'Mai' turned around and was about to run in the other direction when a figure with green hair suddenly jumped down from the tree and rushed towards him.
His reaction was not unpleasant. He instantly escaped into the shadows and avoided the blow.
The shadow blended into the night and fled in one direction.
However, he was too seriously injured, and the smell of blood flowing from the claw marks on his body was too close to the green-faced ape.
Like a guiding light in the dark night.
"Roar!"
Another claw struck, and this time, he did not avoid it. The claw scratched his chest so hard that it was deep enough to the bone.
"Bang!"
With another punch, 'Mai''s face was deformed and several teeth were thrown out.
A punch as powerful as ever knocked him flying against the tree, and then he sat down and slid down.
The difference was that this time, he had no strength to stand up again.
"Gurgling..."
The golden wheat fields rolled like waves, and he seemed to be lying on the lonely field bank with autumn grass, hearing the gurgling sound of the stream in the field ditch next to him.
"Boom, boom, boom"
A dull step pulled him back from his hallucination. It was a tall wooden man.
The black hole at the eye is like an abyss.
The wooden man spoke with a sonorous tone.
"Name your accomplice and I'll give you a treat."
'Mai' opened his swollen eyes with difficulty. He heard the other party's words clearly, and he also heard the sound of gurgling water. It was not the stream in his hometown, but his own chest that was almost cut open.
The blood gushes out like a stream.
He lowered his head and did not look at the wooden man.
Mu Ren seemed to understand what he meant. He pulled off the storage bag from his waist, touched his face again, tore off the Thousand Faces Noodles, turned around and disappeared into the night.
A pair of gleaming eyes gradually lit up in the dark night.
Those are eyes of hatred.
He remembered that he had those same eyes after he killed that man in the past.
He recalled the moment when he was planted with Xuan Kui after entering the Xuan Kui Sect.
"Xuan Kui is destined, and his soul appears as a false child. Take the word for yourself."
"wheat."
He abandoned the name Erbao, as if he also said goodbye to the past of pain, fear, and hatred.
Biting and roaring sounds rang in his ears.
He sank into the darkness soberly with great pain.
The final scene in darkness.
It is a golden wheat field like waves.
The wheat in my hometown is ripe.
he thought.
It turns out that I never left that lonely wheat field until my death.
...
Su Xing did not look at the horrific scene behind him. The little monkey king was squatting beside him obediently, enjoying the healing power of his Fuso spiritual energy.
He opened the storage bag and examined it carefully.
Finally, I have a channel to learn about the Xuan Kui Sect.
A jade slip poured out of the storage bag.
"Xuan Kui Xiang Xin Sutra!" 》
Divine consciousness poured in, and after a while, Su Xing's face became solemn.
This is a powerful technique built entirely with the Xuan Kui seed on the body as the core.
Judging from this technique, these Xuan Kui disciples all believe that Xuan Kui possesses some mysterious and powerful power, like a totem.
By continuously supporting one's own Xuan Kui and deepening the connection with Xuan Kui, Xuan Kui will naturally feed back powerful power to itself.
Putting away the jade slips for the time being, Su Xing continued to search. Apart from a few sets of clothes, there wasn't much inside.
There is another jade slip named "Xuan Kui Yin".
After checking it, his face was filled with joy. Originally, Xuan Kui had a certain degree of concealment. After using this technique, the concealment is deeper, and even a senior monk cannot detect the abnormality if he carefully inspects it.
Moreover, Xuan Kui's rank was also mentioned.
All members of the Xuan Kui sect are planted with the "ancestral seed" and have the same origin, but they will be divided into disciples based on their compatibility with the Xuan Kui totem.
From bad son, false son, true son to...holy son!
They can also refine the corresponding "inferior seeds", "true seeds" and "holy seeds" respectively!
Among them, the bad ones and the fake ones can only refine the "bad ones".
Su Xing seemed to understand why he could faintly feel the Xuan Kui aura on Yan Shengfang's body.
Obviously, the level of the Xuan Kui seed planted in him is higher than that of the other party!
As for the person who cannot feel the person in front of him, it is probably because the other person has ancestral seeds planted on him!
But his level is not high, so he cannot feel the aura on his body.
This is just Su Xing's speculation.
Continuing to flip through, there is another jade slip.
A glimmer of light flashed in his eyes and he accepted the jade slip.
Scroll down further and there are no valuable treasures left.
Su Xing took out the mask he had just torn off, and his spiritual consciousness poured in. After feeling that there was no danger, he tried to wear it on his face.
The mask slowly squirmed and fit, and faces seemed to appear in his mind, among which the Xuan Kui Jiaoren he just saw was among them.
After consciously selecting it, the facial features on his face changed, and his skin color gradually darkened.
At the same time, the breath changes and seems to stay at the eighth level of Qi training.
Su Xing immediately understood the function of this mask, which could disguise the monk's appearance and aura.
The Xuankui sect used this mask to successfully attack Yue Du from the very beginning, and then forced Yue Du, who was one level higher than himself in cultivation, to flee.
Of course, there is also the reason why Yue Du is not good at fighting as a pharmacist.
Put the mask away.
After waiting for a while, the group of apes behind him had already dispersed.
The little monkey king got his revenge, so he cheered for joy and played with the other monkeys, needless to say.
However, Su Xing said goodbye to the little monkey king for the time being, telling him that he would come here to find him later, and ran to a place regardless of whether the other party understood.
On the way, he lifted his body from vegetation.
Although after the third level of Qi training, the plant body can last for more than a quarter of an hour.
But it can be used at any time to transform at any time, which can extend the entire time.
Half a quarter of an hour later, Su Xing returned to the place where Yan Shengfang was.
He had already thought of how to collect the corpses and collect treasures without leaving any trace. However, to his surprise, Yan Shengfang was not dead or running away.
Instead, he confronted several green-faced apes on the spot.
From time to time, green flames surged out of her Dantian. After the flames surged out, they were absorbed by a round rosewood bowl hanging above her head, and then a curtain of fire hung down from it, repeating the cycle to protect it.
There were already several burnt monkeys nearby.
Su Xing took out his green body and jumped into the field.
Several green-faced apes were already very familiar with his aura, and they immediately cheered as if they had seen their backbone.
Su Xing glanced at Yan Shengfang, who was struggling to hold on, and some thoughts came to his mind, so he shouted and signaled to the monkeys. Fortunately, these green-faced apes seemed to have benefited from the macaque miasma. Their auras became stronger and their IQs were not low. .
After understanding what he meant, he obeyed like birds and beasts dispersed, and went forward to meet the little monkey king.
