The ancient jungle in front of us is a hundred times more dangerous than the Canglang Mountains!
A monster appeared randomly, it was a pure-blood beast, and even the Nascent Soul Lord was scared away, not daring to challenge it head-on.
Su Zimo took advantage of the chaos to escape, lowered his body, and used his hands and feet together, like a giant python walking through the dense jungle, with agile movements.
In this environment, Su Zimo's chance of survival is far better than that of monks of the same level!
Because, to a certain extent, Su Zimo is a demon!
Understand the habits and methods of most monsters, and understand the rules of jungle survival.
At first, Su Zimo was a little worried that Ye Ling would run around.
Although in Dongling Valley, Ye Ling can kill a Jindan realm spirit demon.
But Su Zimo knew in his heart that Ye Ling's strength was far inferior to that of the Golden Core Realm spirit demon.
What surprised Su Zimo was that although Ye Ling was not afraid, he was also extremely well-behaved and stayed in his arms, just sticking his head out and patrolling the surroundings vigilantly.
Not long after, Su Zimo finally escaped and got out of the attack range of the vicious dragon.
Before he could catch his breath, Su Zimo's expression changed, and he suddenly felt a greater crisis approaching rapidly!
"No, we have to leave here as soon as possible!"
His experience of surviving in the Canglang Mountains told him that the bloody smell of the battle behind him would attract more powerful monsters!
The strength of these monsters is not weaker than this fierce dragon, and they should all be pure-blooded monsters.
If you are trapped here by these pure-blood beasts, you will definitely die!
Only then did Su Zimo understand that Tianluo Sect and Ziyun Sect had no purpose of driving away these casual cultivators.
The biggest purpose of the two sects is to use the flesh and blood of these casual cultivators to attract the ferocious beasts in this jungle, so that they can take the opportunity to escape!
When these casual cultivators used the two major sects, they were actually used by the two major sects.
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Because the fierce dragon blocked the road, tens of thousands of monks were quickly divided into two camps.
Among them, most of the monks were intercepted by the ferocious dragon, while several Nascent Soul monks from Tianluo Sect and Ziyun Sect were leading their disciples towards the ancient ruins.
Behind the two factions of monks, there were also some casual cultivators, including Su Zimo.
Most of the monks who can break through the interception of the fierce dragon have some tricks.
Su Zimo glanced at it.
There was actually a monk among these casual cultivators, and Su Zimo had a slight impression of him.
This man was wearing a gray robe and holding a folding fan. He looked to be in his thirties, with a white face and no beard, a slightly fat body, and an ordinary appearance, except for a pair of very lively eyes.
When they were outside, Su Zimo had a few words with this person.
This person likes to talk nonsense, and what he says is true.
Previously, the remarks about dragons roaring and tigers roaring in the ancient ruins, seeing real dragons with scales bigger than humans, came from this person.
No one would believe these nonsense.
Su Zimo checked this person's cultivation level, but it was only in the early stage of foundation building.
"Some tricks."
Su Zimo nodded secretly.
To be fair, Su Zimo was able to keep up solely with the means of cultivating demons.
It is not easy for this gray-robed monk to reach this point with his strength in the early stages of foundation building.
The gray-robed monk seemed to be aware of it. He looked back at Su Zimo and smiled, but his attitude was quite friendly.
At this moment, there was another commotion ahead!
A huge tiger jumped out of the jungle, with a body several feet tall and a fierce look. It immediately pounced on the crowd.
What's even more terrifying is that this tiger has as many as nine tails!
"Nine tails, tiger shape"
Su Zimo recalled it for a moment, looked solemn, and said slowly: "Pure-blooded beast, Lu Wu!"
At the same time, the young man in gray robe also frowned and whispered: "It's Lu Wu."
Lu Wu is one of the ancient ferocious beasts, with nine tails, shaped like a tiger, and terrifying in strength.
Just as Lu Wu rushed into the crowd, the golden lion roared, trying to repel Lu Wu or even kill him!
But Lu Wu danced his nine tails and rushed forward. In almost one turn, he bit the golden lion's neck and blood surged!
Blood mist filled the jungle.
The owner of the golden lion, a Nascent Soul Lord, ran away into the distance without even thinking about it.
Many monks have lost order and are in chaos, fleeing in panic.
But the jungle is not as simple as they imagined.
Not to mention the ancient jungle!
It's easy to get in, but it's hard to get out!
rustle!
In the jungle, a centipede more than ten meters long and as thick as a bucket emerged. Its body was blood red, its legs were swinging constantly, and its eyes were ferocious.
The bloody centipede rushed into the crowd and cut the formation in half again.
In the jungle, powerful monsters kept appearing, most of which were pure-blood beasts. Su Zimo had no way to fight against them and could only take advantage of the chaos to escape.
In such a jungle, even Nascent Soul Lord is useless.
When they see a pure-blooded ferocious beast, they always want to run away.
It was hard for Su Zimo to imagine what kind of terrifying existence he would encounter if he really entered the ancient ruins!
It’s so tragic!
Entering this ancient jungle, there were more than 30,000 monks in total. Looking at it now, there are only a few thousand monks left, and almost all the others are buried in this jungle!
If we could really get out of this jungle, how many of the thousands of people left would survive
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A hundred miles away from the ancient ruins, a huge jet-black crow, flashing its wings, galloped towards this place like lightning.
Sitting on top of the dark crow was a middle-aged man in a bloody robe.
These two are the Blood Crow King and the Blood Crow Palace Master!
"Um?"
The Lord of the Blood Crow Palace had just finished using the secret technique of tracing, and gradually frowned, his eyes flickering.
"Master, what's wrong? Is this Su Zimo hiding in Jishui River again?" Blood Crow King asked.
"without."
The Palace Master of the Blood Crow Palace looked gloomy, frowned, and gritted his teeth and said, "This kid is about to enter that area!"
"ah?"
The Blood Crow King didn't understand and was stunned for a moment.
After a moment, the Blood Crow King suddenly realized, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and he asked tentatively: "That area?"
"Yes." The Palace Master of Blood Crow Palace nodded.
The Blood Crow King analyzed: "The purpose of this son should be to lead the master there. The master must not be fooled."
After a pause, the Blood Crow King continued: "Furthermore, where is that place? Even True Lord Yuanying and Daoist Huixu may not be able to escape intact. He went to build a small foundation and will definitely die!"
"This guy is very calculating."
The Lord of the Blood Crow Palace said with a sullen face: "This is a conspiracy. Even if I know his intentions, I have to go! Even if he dies, I have to see it with my own eyes!"
"Master, be careful and don't get carried away..."
"It doesn't matter, this conspiracy can be said to be quite clever. It's a pity that this kid missed one point."
The Lord of the Blood Crow Palace waved his hand and sneered: "He doesn't know my identity, nor does he know what is in that area. Taking ten thousand steps back, even if those existences are alerted, with my identity, I can escape unscathed , there should be no problem.”
"Let's go, I want to see where this Su Zimo can escape!"