Hundreds of Nascent Soul Lords in mid-air are scattered on the battlefield, spreading their consciousness and searching carefully.
A Nascent Soul Lord had just passed a towering ancient tree. Unexpectedly, a thick arm suddenly poked out from the darkness!
This arm, like the body of a python, circled around the body of the Nascent Soul Lord and directly dragged him behind the ancient tree!
"ah!"
The man only had time to let out a short scream before he lost his voice.
boom!
Behind the ancient tree, a figure was thrown out. It was already beyond recognition, and its head was smashed to pieces!
Although it is impossible to distinguish the appearance, judging from his body shape and clothing, he is the Nascent Soul Lord who was in danger just now!
"who!"
"kill!"
All the Nascent Soul Lords were furious, shouted loudly, and gathered their magic spells to hit the ancient tree like a sea wave.
boom!
The ancient tree was blown to pieces!
In the darkness, a figure could be seen slipping down the ancient tree. His figure was swaying and extremely dexterous. He got into the jungle and disappeared in the blink of an eye!
"It's him!"
"That ferocious humanoid beast!"
Although everyone did not see the appearance of this figure clearly, everyone could clearly feel the evil energy emanating from it, which was exactly the same as the humanoid beast that disappeared!
"Where to escape!"
Many Nascent Soul Lords shouted loudly and jumped to catch up.
But in this jungle, the field of vision was not wide enough. In addition, the night was thick and the visibility was not high. After chasing for a while, everyone lost the trace of the humanoid beast again!
"What kind of monster is that?"
"I don't know. I just used my spiritual sense to explore it, but it seemed to be blocked by something. I couldn't see the body of this monster clearly!"
"how so?"
Several Nascent Soul Lords frowned slightly and communicated in low voices.
If the demon clan transforms into a human form, as long as there is not much difference in cultivation level, if you want to see through its true form, you can use your spiritual sense to detect it.
For example, a big python transforms into a human being, but when shrouded in divine consciousness, the image that feeds back to the cultivator's mind is that of a python!
The effect of the demon mirror is even more obvious.
Because the demon clan can transform into a human form and speak human words when they step into the alchemy path.
If one goes one step further and cultivates the soul, the demon clan will even hide the demonic aura on their bodies, hiding it from the sky and making it difficult for cultivators to distinguish it!
Therefore, in ancient times, an emperor created a weapon against the demon clan, called the Demon Mirror, and then it became popular in the world of cultivation.
A high-grade demon mirror is shrouded in magic power and can even directly illuminate demon beasts back to their original form!
Even if it can't, the monster's true form will be reflected in the mirror, and everyone around it can see it.
"How weird!"
A Nascent Soul Lord in black robes muttered.
At this moment, a purple-winged eagle flew towards this side with fierce eyes, stretched out a pair of sharp claws, and grabbed the black-robed monk fiercely.
"The beast is looking for death!"
The black-robed monk snorted coldly, touched his eyebrows lightly with his fingertips, and pulled out a flying sword. Mana spurted out, his robe sleeves waved, and the flying sword flew through the air!
puff!
The speed of this sword is too fast!
The purple-winged eagle tried desperately to dodge, but still couldn't avoid it. It was pierced by a sword and its life was cut off.
The body of the purple-winged eagle fell from mid-air and passed by the black-robed monk.
Killing a golden elixir realm spirit demon, the black-robed monk didn't pay attention at all. While he was pondering, he felt a shadow coming from the corner of his eyes!
Murderous intent emerges, biting to the bone!
In an instant, the black-robed monk fell into an ice cellar!
It's that humanoid beast!
This ferocious beast had been hiding on the purple-winged eagle's body. It wasn't until the purple-winged eagle's body fell and passed by him that it suddenly took action!
The black-robed monk's flying sword was not at his side, and he looked flustered. In a hurry, he pinched the spell with his hand and was about to burst out with a spell to force the incoming people back.
Unexpectedly, the distance between the two parties was too close, and almost instantly, this figure had already rushed forward!
The visitor reached out his hands and directly grabbed the black-robed monk's shoulders, using his fingers to exert force.
Poof!
The nails on the fingertips were like sharp daggers, instantly piercing the flesh and bones of the black-robed monk!
"ah!"
The black-robed monk cried out in pain, and cold sweat started to flow down his face instantly.
Before he could react, the man had already bent his knees and bumped into him, like a galloping horse.
boom!
The black-robed monk's chest collapsed deeply, his eyes bulged, and with a stabbing sound, his two arms were torn off!
Blood mist spurts out!
Another Nascent Soul Lord has died!
"Beast, how brave!"
The other Nascent Soul Lords reacted and were furious in their hearts. They quickly sacrificed their magic weapons and turned around to chase them.
This black shadow killed the black-robed monk in the night. The figure did not stop in mid-air, turned into a stream of light, and dived into the dense forest next to it.
After twisting and turning, he rushed into the tide of beasts, and soon lost the trace again!
Many Nascent Soul Lords chased here, but found nothing and all looked ugly.
In anger, many Nascent Soul Lords took action one after another, bursting out spells, sacrificing magic weapons, and almost razing the surrounding ancient trees and dense forests to the ground!
The monsters nearby suffered numerous casualties!
On the spirit boat, Prince Daxia was a little anxious and couldn't help but ask: "Where did this beast go? We can't just let him escape like this!"
The woman in the white shirt frowned slightly and said doubtfully: "For some reason, my spiritual consciousness was unable to locate this person's whereabouts. As soon as my spiritual consciousness spread, it was isolated."
"I also have this feeling."
The bald man nodded.
Everyone looked at the thin old man subconsciously.
Among the three, the thin old man is the oldest and has the highest cultivation level.
"There are only two possibilities."
The thin old man muttered: "First, what kind of magical secrets has this monster practiced that can block its spiritual consciousness? Second, what kind of treasure does this monster carry on its body that can block its spiritual consciousness!"
The two women in white shirts nodded, thoughtfully.
A cold light flashed in the eyes of the thin old man, and he said in a deep voice: "This monster beast's cultivation level is not high, and it is unrealistic to practice such a monster method. I guess there should be a treasure on this monster beast!"
The woman in the white shirt and the bald man were moved in their hearts, and their eyes flashed with greed.
Such treasures are rare for them!
The thin old man expected it to be good.
The 'humanoid ferocious beast' that shot and killed two Nascent Soul Lords in succession was Su Zimo.
The treasure in the mouth of the thin old man is the rosary of King Ming.
Although Su Zimo is a fellow cultivator of immortals and demons, neither immortal nor demon has cultivated Yuanshen, and his true strength is not as good as the True Monarch Yuanying.
What's more, facing hundreds of Nascent Soul Lords!
To fight against it is to seek your own death.
His advantage is the power of close combat!
Su Zimo took advantage of the complex environment of the Canglang Mountains, the dark night, the Ming King's rosary, body changes, and many other means to kill the two Nascent Soul Lords.
Although the process is simple, life and death only happen between breaths.
But only Su Zimo knew the danger involved.
If he is a step too late or makes the slightest mistake, he will be locked up by hundreds of Nascent Soul Lords and killed on the spot!
Moreover, after successively killing the two Nascent Soul Lords, the remaining monks were on full alert. Any slightest sign of trouble would trigger a thunderous offensive.
Late night has passed.
The sky is getting brighter.
It is almost impossible to make a sneak attack again.
Su Zimo was hidden in the depths of the jungle, almost blending in with the surroundings. His expression was cold, and he quietly looked at the largest spiritual boat in the air.