When we walked out of the nest, there was a sudden brightness in front of us. The sky was bright, the grass was as green as the sea, and the green was endless. The breeze blew in our face, and the scenery was picturesque.
Whoosh!
Chen Xi tried to fly up, and in an instant he rushed out of the grass more than ten feet high, but he was unable to go up any higher.
This made Chen Xi feel a little surprised. In the human world, with his current strength comparable to that of a monk in the underworld realm, he could fly into the sky and escape to the earth.
However, in this lost world, this power can only allow him to fly more than ten feet high. Going up further, it seems that there is an invisible layer of rules that restrains him, making it difficult to break through.
"It seems that in this Lost World, the ability to escape and fly can also be regarded as one of the standards used to measure combat effectiveness. Obviously, flying higher means that the combat effectiveness will be stronger..."
Chen Xi thought to himself, and suddenly remembered the green ancient tree, the golden nine-headed lion, and the dark and huge ferocious bird last night.
They soared into the sky, entrenched under the sky, and breathed in the energy of the nine bright moons. Their auras were extremely powerful and terrifying, just like the three supreme kings in this lost world.
"Mengmeng, you come to lead the way."
On the other side, Ming is sitting cross-legged on the back of the giant one-horned rabbit, directing it to move forward.
Cute
Chen Xi was stunned. It took him a while to realize that he was calling the one-horned giant rabbit. He felt a strange feeling in his heart. Such a rabbit beast with a body like a ball and a body as big as a small mountain was taken by the devil. For such a name, the contrast is huge.
But judging from the situation, the one-horned giant rabbit seemed to be very happy, grinning non-stop with its snow-white front teeth, and carried Ming Yiyan swiftly into the depths of the green and silky sea of grass, moving like the wind and nimble.
Chen Xi didn't want to think any more and hurriedly followed.
His figure flew over the top of the grass, just like the "flying on grass" Qinggong in the mortal world, and the speed was not slow.
On the way, Chen Xi stopped wasting his energy and jumped up to sit on Mengmeng's back. He was immediately surprised to find that Ming was muttering something in front of Mengmeng's snow-white pointed ear, and Mengmeng was muttering something. He also squeaked in response to Ming from time to time.
The man and the beast seemed to be communicating.
Chen Xi couldn't help but ask: "Can you understand?"
Ming said casually: "I can feel its mood swings, and I can roughly judge what it is thinking and saying."
Chen Xi smiled and said, "It's amazing."
Ming glanced at him: "If you put your mind to it, you can do it."
Chen Xi shook his head quickly. He was a grown man and did not want to whisper to a rabbit.
Even so, he couldn't help but ask: "Aren't we going to help it find food? Where is it taking us?"
Ming seemed to be a little happy and said: "Mengmeng said that in the area thousands of miles further, there is a fruit called 'Flame Pulp'. It takes ten years to produce leaves, a hundred years to bloom, and a thousand years to bear fruit. It contains an astonishing meaning of loss." gas."
Chen Xi's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but admire: "This is the power of foodies. The more you know how to eat, the more you know where good things grow."
After devouring the pile of rare and exotic fruits in Mengmeng's lair, Chen Xi had clearly discovered that when his strength reached a level comparable to that of a monk in the underworld, devouring those rare and exotic fruits no longer had much beneficial effect.
And if you want to increase your strength by leaps and bounds again, you need to find some rarer treasures to absorb.
This is like the elixirs needed by monks for daily practice. Different realms require completely different levels of elixirs.
Seeing Chen Xi saying that Mengmeng is a foodie, Ming frowned and said, "Mengmeng is not a foodie."
Chen Xi immediately shut up. He had already seen that Ming was completely in love with this plump and huge one-horned rabbit, and he cared for it like a pet.
At this time, Mengmeng suddenly squeaked, stopped, and then looked at a place more than ten feet away in front of her with glowing eyes.
It was a patch of grass, and in the center of the grass there was a fiery glow, delicate and red, like a sunset.
If you look carefully, you will see that it is an ancient red tree that is more than ten feet high. The branches are as crystal clear as red coral, and from the ends of those branches, there are hanging red, blazing, and foot-long trees. There are fruits the size of bowls. Looking from a distance, the fruits are like little hanging suns, emitting brilliant luster.
Obviously, this is the ancient flame tree, and the fruit on it is the "flame pulp" mentioned by Mengmeng.
"Good baby!"
Chen Xi couldn't help but marvel in his heart. He could clearly feel that each piece of "flame slurry" contained an extremely abundant aura of despair. It floated in the air and turned into a refreshing fragrance. With just one sniff, all the energy was gone. Chen Xi felt a surge of pain all over his body.
"There are fifteen in total. The three of us have exactly five each."
Ming Qing's eyes were full, staring at the ancient flaming tree and said softly.
Mengmeng nodded fiercely, and strands of crystal saliva could not help dripping from the rabbit's lips, as if she could not wait to pounce on it and feast on it now.
Ming was about to take action immediately, but was stopped by Chen Xi: "Wait a minute!"
Chen Xi seemed to have noticed something, his face had become a little serious, and there was a cold look in his black eyes.
boom! boom! boom!
The ground shook, and a burst of uniform footsteps sounded from all directions, as if a large army was pressing down on the territory, with armed and iron horses, making the atmosphere in this area suddenly tense.
Immediately, Chen Xi and the others saw rows of ants with dark purple luster surrounding them from all sides!
Those dark purple ants were each three feet tall, and their entire bodies seemed to be made of copper and iron. The lines of their bodies and limbs were sharp and angular, giving them a sense of indestructible strength.
Their limbs were as sharp as blades, glowing with a dark purple and threatening cold light. At this moment, they gathered as a large army. They moved like flying, with uniform steps and strict discipline. In almost a moment, they surrounded Chen Xi and the others in the center, sealing off all escape routes. die!
Looking at it, there are actually hundreds of these dark purple ants, and the size of each ant is taller and more powerful than Chen Xi. Even the breath they release is not weaker than those at the Netherworld Realm level. exist.
Seeing this, Mengmeng trembled all over, and actually crouched on the ground and shivered. There was a look of fear in the eyes of the rabbits, and they screamed.
"Mengmeng said that these are the army of armored purple ants, an evil force on this grassland. They have robbed many living beings of their territory and treasures over the years. Now, they are also here for the 'Fire Slurry' fruit."
Ming Fei quickly explained to Chen Xi, and as she spoke, a hint of murderous intent appeared between her pair of dark eyebrows.
She was not jealous of evil, but felt sorry for Mengmeng being scared like this, which made Ming feel very angry.
Iron-clad purple ants!
Chen Xi narrowed his eyes and said: "It seems that if you want to obtain the flame slurry, you have to kill these vicious creatures first. You protect Mengmeng, and I will deal with these guys."
Uh-huh!
As he spoke, he had already risen into the air, holding a wooden gun, and charged towards them.
A sharp light cyan edge suddenly spurted out from the wooden gun. It was the power of the lost energy in Chen Xi's body.
The army of armored purple ants seemed not to have expected that Chen Xi, an insignificant "villain", would be so aggressive and dare to attack them, and he was caught off guard.
Bang!
The ten-foot-long wooden spear glowed with a lavender edge, and it stabbed the body of an armored purple ant with great precision, making a violent collision sound.
The armored purple ant was blown away in an instant and fell more than ten feet away.
But what shocked Chen Xi was that his shot failed to kill the opponent and only left a shallow white mark on the opponent's dark purple body that looked like cast iron!
This is comparable to a full blow from a monk in the underworld. From this, you can imagine how hard the bodies of those armored purple ants are.
Boom~~
Before Chen Xi could take action again, the nearby armored purple ant swarm had already let out a sharp hiss, surrounded Chen Xi, and started attacking like crazy.
Their forelimbs are like the sharpest swords, glowing with dark purple light, and their power is unparalleled, tearing open cracks on the ground.
Their movements are as fast as lightning, as powerful as thunder, with strict discipline, and skilled and sophisticated fighting methods. They are like an army that has been tempered for thousands of times. They are extremely terrifying.
Their defense is even more astonishing. Their entire body is stronger than fine steel. Ordinary attacks can only splash a string of sparks on their bodies, but cannot harm them at all.
Uh-huh! Uh-huh! Uh-huh!
Dark purple blades soared into the air, crisscrossing each other, like a dense network of purple knives, surrounding Chen Xi.
Chen Xi was also secretly complaining in his heart. It was difficult to bring out his previous cultivation. Although he could control the Qi of Loss now, his fighting method had to be greatly adjusted, which caught him off guard.
However, with the rich experience of many years of fighting, Chen Xi would not be completely suppressed all at once, and as time went by, he had gradually begun to adapt to this new way of fighting, and he began to regain his previous feeling bit by bit when fighting. .
Almost at the same time, other armored purple ants began to attack Ming and Mengmeng. Ming obviously had the same difficulty adapting to Chen Xi, but with her combat experience, she could barely maintain the safety of her and Mengmeng for the time being.
Rumble…
A battle broke out in this patch of grass. The blades of grass exploded, the earth cracked, and vacuum areas were torn out of the void.
Bang!
With a stick of incense roaring, Chen Xi seized the opportunity and stabbed out with a sharp spear. The tip of the spear was wrapped with a terrifying light blue edge, and it stabbed fiercely into the eye pupil of an armored purple ant, killing its entire head. They all penetrated, and a jet of black blood burst out, and he suddenly fell to the ground dead.
However, Chen Xi's wooden gun also exploded and shattered, turning into sawdust and flying everywhere.
There was no way, this wooden gun was just a polished stem of a wild grass. Although it was extremely hard, it was not a real combat treasure after all. It was obviously not enough to deal with these armored purple ants.
Click! Click!
However, Chen Xi was already prepared. Just before he killed the armored purple ant, he swooped over, picked up the corpse, and broke off its pair of sharp forelimbs.
(End of chapter)