This night, there was no tent and no place to stay. Wu Tong and Zheng Jian usually slept in the open air. They could fall asleep by lying on a rock. Lin Muyu had no choice but to take out the white robe Yulin from Qiankun’s bag. Spread the white robe on the grass, then use a few broken steps to form a canopy on the branches to block the dew. Fortunately, the depths of the white-leaf forest are like spring and there is no cold wind at night. Although this small camping site is not Windshield, but it's pretty good.
When the sky broke, Qin Yin finally woke up, and only felt that the spiritual platform was full, and her whole body was lifted up again. On the side, Lin Muyu was cooking a pot of broth of glutinous meat, Wu Tong and Zheng Jian picked a lot. The wild vegetables were cooked together, and the taste seemed to be better. An aroma was lingering around, so that a few young wolves appeared in the jungle, seeming to be seduced by the aroma.
"It's Swift Wolf."
Wu Tong smiled slightly: "What a lovely Swift Wolf, how long has it been since the Swift Wolf appeared in the White Leaf Forest?"
Zheng Jian's eyes were soft: "It's been about three thousand years, these three young wolves are so cute."
"Yes."
Wu Tong laughed, and suddenly disappeared in place. The next moment, with his palms dancing, he slapped all the three swift wolves to death, carrying the corpse, and said with a smile: "So cute, fast, and smelly. It must be good."
Qin Yin: "..."
Lin Muyu: "..."
…
Not long after, the smashed meat was out of the pot, and the four of them had a refreshing meal and were ready to set off.
Lin Muyu didn't call Taxue any more, so he let it live in this forest for a few days. The more you step into the depths of the forest of celestial scriptures, the more dangerous it will be. Although there are ice palms and fire fists guarding the side, you will encounter Luo if you don’t get it right. Lan and others, Lin Muyu didn't want the footsteps of her father's Jedi in the snow to be slapped to death by Luo Lan.
After a night's rest, Lin Muyu's vindictiveness and physical strength have also returned to their peak state, and most of the injuries suffered the previous day have been healed, and his combat strength has returned to at least 90% of the level, and he can already take risks again. The dense forest is full of lush greenery, maples, birches and some unknown trees all around, and there are natural stalagmites with roots in the fertile fields. If you look closely at the material, you can find that the stone stele used to write the heavenly book is right. These stalagmites are used as raw materials.
The four of them didn't walk in a hurry. Right in front, a milky white stalagmite rose into the sky, about a hundred meters high, like a spectacle. Suddenly Lin Muyu and Qin Yin couldn't help but uttered a "wow".
Zheng Jian smiled and explained: "All beings have spirits. In the white-leaf forest, the mountains and rocks are also the same. These mountains and rocks are originally mountain elves, just like elves in the air. They can thrive on their own."
Qin Yin was startled, and smiled: "You mean, stones can grow too?"
"Yes."
Zheng Jian clasped his fists very seriously and said: "Miss Qin Yin, the spirituality of the stone comes from the earth elves. The stone originally came from the earth. Although the flame stone elves are very dull and clumsy, it is also the most honest element. Most of the heavenly books of the law exist as a rock attack, this... the descendants should understand."
Lin Muyu naturally understood that he had hit Luo Lan with the low-grade book of The Law of Rock, and almost made Luo Lan's chrysanthemum bloom. He couldn't forget this scene, so he nodded and said, "Well, as Zheng Jian said. In other words, stones can grow on their own."
Qin Yin said happily: "Well, I know..."
…
In this way, after a few people walked for a few miles, the surrounding stalagmites became more and more, which made people feel like entering the stone forest. Suddenly, powerful ones appeared in Lin Muyu’s spiritual art. Breath, but these auras fluctuated very violently, as if something had happened.
"what happened?"
Wu Tong also sensed something and clenched a fist and said, "I think we should speed up the pace. Something must have happened before this."
The four of them stood up together and flew for several miles in a blink of an eye, only to see a horrible cry of "Awk" in front of them. In the open jungle, behemoth beasts with red heads lay and howled miserably. Some have died, while others have their arms and legs torn apart, lying there waiting to die.
"What's the matter?" Lin Muyu was stunned: "Who did it, these Bimeng..."
"It's the Red Head Beamon!"
Wu Tong said in a deep voice: "These Bimengs are all spirit beasts raised by the scholars of the spirit. They help guard the forest of steles of the heavenly book, but now they don't know who killed so many, it's really damning!"
As far as Lin Muyu could see, there were at least 30 beimengs here, more than half of them died, and the rest were seriously injured and were about to die, and most of these beimengs had a life span of between 12000-15000 years, and their strength was not weak. Who can defeat the siege of so many Red-headed Beamon and kill so many
The answer is obvious, besides Luo Lan, who else is there
…
I took a look at the corpse of the dead Red-headed Beamon. Their spiritual stones have been taken away. Some of Beamon’s injuries were not serious, but a hole was opened in the head abruptly, and the spiritual stones were taken away like this. The body remained in place waiting for death, and the screaming sound made people very unbearable.
Zheng Jian said: "The bloodstains have not completely dried up yet, and the people who came here have not gone far. Let's go quickly. The scholars of the spiritual scholars may need our help. The people who came are too strong!"
"Ok!"
Everyone rushed forward with all their strength. Along the way, they could see pieces of stone tablets from the earth, but no one planned to obtain the divine texts. Lin Muyu's real goal was the stone tablets of the heaven deeper, and at this time, he was also attached to the spirit. The life and death of scholar Xu Hao cannot be delayed here any longer.
After rushing for about five miles, there was a fight from the sky ahead, and bursts of divine power filled the valley!
"Linggu, here it is!"
Zheng Jian clenched his fists, galloping on the grass, and said: "The spiritual scholar must have been attacked, damn it, who are these people and why are they so tyrannical!?"
Lin Muyu quickened his pace, the Starfalling Walk suddenly started, and his whole body rushed into the valley like a meteor. When he came into the valley, he was taken aback by the scene in the distance—
Nearly fifty bodies of Red-headed Beamon were lying on the ground. In the distance, a dozen ghost hunters and Red-headed Beamon were fighting fiercely with a group of people. Perhaps those people were not humans, but gods!
Luo Lan was in it, with divine power in his palm, and a smile on his face. Behind him were a group of disciples from the Seven Realms Palace, among them there were many experts in Sanctuary cultivation.
But the most murderous among the group was a woman in a fiery red dress, with golden divine power flowing between her arms, she was yet another god-level powerhouse!
"puff!"
The woman in red suddenly attacked with one arm, flames lingering around her arm, and her palm directly penetrated into a red-headed brain. The next moment, the warm spirit stone was picked out by her abruptly, dripping with blood. , Her face was full of contented smiles, her palms were golden and bright, and a mysterious force quickly broke down the spirit stone.
"Huh..."
The woman took a deep breath and absorbed all the spirit stones of Bimeng into her body. The contented expression on her face became more vigorous. She smiled and said: "Only the spirit beasts of the human world are so delicious, wow ha ha ha ha... Luo Lan, You are right to bring the deity here!"
Luo Lan smiled respectfully: "As long as the Fire Dance Immortal Venerable is satisfied, all the spirit stones here can be enjoyed by the Immortal Venerable!"
"good!"
The smile on the face of the woman in red is even stronger: "Don't worry, the deity will not forget your benefits. After we seize the Eight Principles of God Book, I will give you two or three books."
"Thank you Fire Dance Immortal Venerable!" Luo Lan's face was filled with a smile.
…
At this moment, a melodious flute sounded from the depths of the valley, and I saw the sky-roofed stone pillars carved with dragons in the distance. I saw a handsome scholar sitting on the white jade slab, playing the jade flute in his hand. , The sound of the flute seemed to contain some mysterious power. Those Beamon and Ghost Hunter, who had almost exhausted their original power, gained morale, brandishing their swords and claws and rushed towards Luo Lan and others.
Lingshu student, this person must be Xu Hao!
"Huh, it's really hateful!"
Luo Lan sneered and said: "Come here, go and kill the scholar who has no power to bind the chicken. It is this person who is responsible for bad things about us, so go right away!"
"Yes, Xianzun!"
A disciple of the Seven Realms Palace in the first heaven of the sanctuary flew by with a long sword, the long sword was raised in the sky, and the long sword surged out of the sky, and it blasted down with the momentum of opening up the world!
The disciples of the Seven Realms Palace, as expected, all of them are extraordinary!
The sound of the flute stopped, Ling Shusheng suddenly opened his eyes, a faint cyan light gleamed in his eyes, and suddenly an iron-bone fan appeared in his palm, and the golden divine writing carved on the iron fan glowed with an indigo color. The light soared into the sky, and the power of heaven and earth had been mobilized. It was a middle-grade heavenly book, the law of wind!
"brush… "
In the calm valley, a series of invisible wind blades suddenly emerged, and in a blink of an eye they gathered and swept away into a soaring storm!
"what!?"
The disciple of the Seven Realms Palace who stayed in the air had no time to dodge, and his body suddenly turned into fragments, while the spiritual scholar Xu Hao whirled the iron fan gently, driving the power of the heavenly book to continue to wreak havoc, and suddenly the seven oncoming Qi Jie Gong disciples were also shattered by the strong wind, and Luo Lan's expression was as ugly as it was.
"Asshole!"
The woman in red shouted angrily, and the pair of jade feet wearing shoes lightly stepped on the void, and flew up, her pink arms raised to condense the soaring flames, and said lightly: "Break me!"
"boom!"
The flames collided with the storm, roaring endlessly, and the strong wind blew the entire valley as if entering purgatory.
…
"Successor, be careful!" Wu Tong hurriedly blocked in front of Lin Muyu, with an ice palm, blocking the stone blown by the strong wind.
Lin Muyu squinted his eyes. He was not afraid of the aftermath of the attack, but he was very worried about the spiritual scholar and asked indifferently, "Who is that woman?"
"A middle-ranked god of the god king." Wu Tong said lightly, his eyes full of fighting spirit.
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