Thousands of miles away, in the puddle, on the top of a solitary giant tree thousands of feet high, someone used soft grass and rough branches to weave an exquisite bird's nest. A tall figure wrapped in animal skin stood in the bird's nest, his eyes flashing with dark amber light, squinting at the chaotic swamp thousands of miles away.
That was the battlefield where toads and centipedes fought, where poisonous gas and smoke were raging.
The tall guy, who was three feet away, folded his hands in front of his chest and roared in an extremely dissatisfied voice.
"Idiot, the fruit was stolen. You idiots!"
"Idiots who are not worth the effort. Although the idiots here are each stupider than the last, this is the first time I have seen people as stupid as you."
"The fruit is gone. In the next ten thousand years, there will be no wise people among you, and there will be no awakened demons. Well, there is no point in keeping it here. Originally, I thought that the little centipede, There’s some hope.”
The head was born with a pair of horns, and the face was like a ferocious insect beetle. Although it was in human form, it had a black hard and smooth carapace. The big guy, who looked nothing like humans, cursed in a low voice.
As he cursed, the bird's nest under his feet suddenly turned into gray-white ashes and drifted away without a trace in the strong wind.
The guy muttered something vaguely. The words he used sounded completely different from the lingua franca of the Yuanlu world used by Yin Xuege and the others. Only in some special words, the syllables had strange changes.
He recited a strange spell with these strange syllables, and his body shrank rapidly, and then quickly transformed into a palm-sized black beetle, flapping its wings and flying high into the sky.
A vigorous demon eagle in the sky saw the beetle at a glance. The demon eagle with a wingspan of ten feet away brought up a cloud of evil wind and black air, and roared down from the high altitude. He stretched out a claw and slapped the beetle's body purely as a game.
This demon eagle was not hungry at all, and the small size of this beetle was not enough to fill his stomach. The reason why he hunted this beetle was simply to kill some little creatures and add a little fun to his boring life.
But the black beetle stayed motionless in the air, and the claws struck by the magic eagle were enough to crush a mountain into pieces, just like an egg hitting a stone. The black beetle brought up a line of black light, penetrated the Demon Eagle's chest, and then quickly disappeared into the wind.
The Demon Eagle's body began to collapse and shrink, and his shiny black feathers turned gray-white. All the flesh and blood in his body seemed to have been swallowed up by the beetle. In just a few breaths, the Demon Eagle's huge body turned into a pile of gray ashes falling from the sky.
Before the ashes fell to the ground, they were blown by the breeze, leaving no trace behind.
Six flying boats were moving forward rapidly, led by a flying boat controlled by the white-haired old man from the Three Holy Temples. There was a dragon skin suspended in front of the white-haired old man. There was a map drawn with unknown animal blood on the dark dragon skin. Countless tiny blood lines stretched on the dragon's skin, forming a complex pattern that only the white-haired old man could understand and know its specific meaning.
Yin Xuege was sitting in the cabin, and the faint fragrance on his body had dissipated.
Several masters from the Three Temples who originally paid great attention to him now no longer have any interest in him.
After eating the fruit, Yin Xuuge did not grow a third eye, nor did she gain any magical powers such as three heads and six arms. He just took an unknown fruit that contained huge life force and had unique powers to detoxify and restore injuries.
For these masters of the Three Holy Temples, the fruit of this rare treasure is not uncommon.
It is not uncommon for ordinary people to see spiritual fruits that mature once every 30 to 50,000 years, or even spiritual fruits that mature once every 3 to 5 million years. It is not like they have never eaten them. Their tyrannical cultivation and strong strength are largely due to the mountains of geniuses and treasures.
Therefore, they only paid attention to Yin Xuuge for a period of time, and after discovering that nothing substantial had happened to him that touched them, they no longer cared about Yin Xuuge after he took the fruit. of harvest.
All their energy was put on their mission this time.
Following the flying boat leading the way, they drove forward cautiously. Three more days passed, and they had already left the swamp for a million miles.
The vitality of heaven and earth here carries a trace of strange negative energy. It is because of the existence of these negative energies that the powerful men of the Holy Sect, including Lan Yun, cannot directly swallow the vitality of heaven and earth here to restore their own vitality.
Three days later, the person responsible for controlling the flying boat had exhausted all the energy in his body. Although the others did not control the flying boat, they had to resist the erosion of the negative energy in the moon, heaven and earth's vitality at all times. The effort they expended was not much less, and each of them also lost more than half of their energy. .
On the moon, running out of energy is an extremely dangerous state. So the six flying boats chose a small valley to stop, and a group of people set up a small camp here.
A spiritual elixir that can replenish vitality, a top-quality magic stone condensed from the extremely pure vitality of heaven and earth.
Various precious resources that can quickly restore the energy were taken out by the people of the Three Holy Temples. Yin Xuege also received a bottle of spiritual elixir and hundreds of fist-sized top-quality magic stones. Everyone stayed in the camp, separated by more than ten feet from each other, and nervously restored their strength.
On the moon, even taking a spiritual pill to restore one's energy is a very annoying thing.
The negative energy in the heaven and earth energy here is too strong. They take the elixir, which releases huge and pure medicinal power in the body. But the power of this medicine is like a magnet, constantly attracting the negative energy from the heaven and earth's vitality, constantly eroding everyone's bodies.
Therefore, while recovering their vitality, everyone must carefully use magical powers and secret techniques to isolate the surrounding vitality of heaven and earth. This makes their recovery efficiency extremely poor. They have to spend several times the time and energy in the Yuanlu world to restore the Yuan force in their bodies to a considerable level.
But Yin Xuuge no longer has this kind of trouble.
He sat cross-legged on the edge of the camp, and on his big tree soul, the strange runes on the fruit had already appeared in many leaves. The aura exuded by his soul has also taken on the unique aura of that fruit.
He has been able to slowly absorb the negative energy from the moon and then transform it into his own power.
He has discovered that this negative energy is actually a force corresponding to life energy and life breath. Moreover, this power has a certain connection with the strange and distorted laws of heaven and earth on the moon. This power is directly derived from the distorted and slightly changed laws of heaven and earth.
He did not alert anyone, secretly absorbing this power, and at the same time comprehending the subtle differences in the laws of heaven and earth between the moon surface and the Yuanlu world. This gave him a more direct and profound understanding of his own power.
Although his absolute strength has not improved and his cultivation remains the same, the lethality he can unleash with the same power has increased tremendously than before.
He sat there quietly, glancing at the white-haired old man sitting in the center of the camp from the corner of his eye.
That dark dragon skin map is obviously the key to the matter.
Lan Shuixin sent this group of people to intercept and kill this group of people from the Three Holy Temples. Not only to intercept and kill them, but also to take something out of their destination. Whether this thing is a person or an object, Lan Shuixin doesn't even know.
The whole mission was filled with a strange atmosphere.
On the moon, this ghostly place where the Holy Saint Dharma Sect suffered countless losses, how could the Holy Sage Dharma Sect have a map here
The place they were going to, if something really existed there, who put that thing there
At least based on Yin Xuege's understanding of the Holy Dharma Sect's base on the moon in the past few days, the Holy Sage Dharma Sect simply does not have enough power to carry out a large-scale arrangement on the moon.
While pondering, Yin Xuuge suddenly felt a chill on his back.
An indescribable strange aura swept through his body. It was a feeling similar to murderous intent, but it was paradoxical.
He stood up immediately and stretched hard. He said nothing, but his attention was already on everything around him. The grass underfoot, the bushes in the distance, and a black beetle parked on a bush a hundred feet away.
The black, fist-sized beetle stood upright on the bushes, staring blankly here.
Yin Xuuge was stunned, and then he suddenly pointed his hand, and a long knife whizzed out, striking the beetle with a flash of light.
When he chose this place to rest just now, he paid special attention to the surrounding situation. There was absolutely no such a big beetle in the bush just now. This guy was able to invade a place less than a hundred feet away from him without disturbing Yin Xuuge. For a master of Yin Xuuge's level, this was like someone putting a blade on his neck. He had just discovered it. The presence of enemies.
The sword flashed, and Yin Xuuge let out a light whistle.
The masters of San San Temple all around opened their eyes one after another, and all kinds of lights flickered on their bodies.
They simultaneously looked at the long knife that Yin Xuuge flew out, and at the target of the long knife, the weird beetle.
The white-haired old man who led the Sansheng Temple team frowned. He was puzzled as to why Yin Xuuge was in trouble with a beetle.
But in the next moment, everyone was speechless.
The beetle's body expanded rapidly, and it turned into a burly three-foot-long man. He stretched out a hand and gently pointed at Yin Xuuge's long knife.
With a crisp 'snap' sound, this long, hard-forged, high-grade magic weapon-level sword shattered into pieces and exploded into a pool of shining metal powder.
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