Chapter 227: Precious Pills

It is a white demonic serpent that rivals the half-spirit realm. It didn't die. It hunts down Lei Yang day and night. In the end, it may have to give up in order to return to the fruit that protects him.

Again, far away, he saw a large bull that could set fire.

The bull was as good as the mountain, his body was yellow, and his hair was shiny like silk. Its temper was extremely hot-tempered, and Lei Yang witnessed it erupt into a staggering number of flames, killing people.

What happened yesterday.

Lei Yang looked at the edge of the plain, it was already far away. He was very happy and quickened his pace. But as he passed a puddle, he met several monks who were fighting fiercely.

It is a small depression about 10 feet in diameter. Perhaps due to the low-lying terrain, it is formed by perennial water accumulation, and there are many aquatic plants and mosses in the depression, and the depth of the water cannot be seen.

There are no other tall plants on the water, but there is a large tree in a double package. The large branches spread out in an umbrella shape and cover almost the entire small depression within the range of its branches.

During the battle, the three monks wanted to get close to the pool under the big tree, and as long as one of them was closest to the pool, they would immediately attract the siege of the other two monks. But as soon as they left the tree within a certain range, the three monks would fight separately, as if they were fighting for something.

After a period of observation, Lei Yang clearly saw a small grass growing on the edge of the pool under the big tree.

The grass is weird. Sometimes it turns into clouds, sometimes it condenses into grass. When it condenses into grass, the leaves of the grass are like clouds. They are all large white. They give a vague feeling, but at the same time exude a strong sense of heaven and earth.

"Tofu smoke!" Lei Yang suddenly shouted. Luckily, his voice wasn't very loud, so he didn't bother the three monks who were fighting.

He had read some books on pharmacy since he was a child, and he knew a thing or two about identifying some miracle medicines. At this time, he recognized at a glance the depression next to this strange grass, which was a rare and precious elixir. As far as the grade level goes, he's worried about at least eight or more.

Any monk who sees the talent and wealth that can help him improve quickly will definitely have a heartbeat, and so will Lei Yang. Although he knew there must be danger here, he was still reluctant to walk away like this. Instead, he hides in a safe place, secretly observes, and is ready to wait for the opportunity to move.

The battle between the three monks became more and more intense, and the fluctuations in martial arts became more and more intense. Lei Yang was far away, and he could feel that they were all strong and energetic.

Maybe it's because they're alike, they're three strange monks who don't know each other. They are extremely defensive against each other. After a fierce struggle, they could barely be separated.

Under that big tree, three people stood in one position each, forming a stalemate that no one could match.

However, this situation was soon broken. After a brief exchange, the three men may have reached some sort of one-on-one agreement, and then went on strike separately. One of the monks closest to the cigarette went to pick it up, while the other two monks stood by to prevent the monk from swallowing and escaping alone.

Everything went well, but just as the monk's hand grabbed the smoked tofu, under the big tree next to him, countless blood-red ants suddenly appeared from a small hole.

These ants, each the size of a baby's fist, were filled with violent intent, dense, with an astonishing breath of blood, one after the other, and immediately formed a terrifying red cloud that whistled out.

The monk barely thought with his brain, and soon the whole person turned upside down. The other two monks did not hesitate to feel a strong crisis and fled in panic.

"Blood ants!" Almost at that moment, countless blood-red ants appeared, and Lei Yang immediately screamed in his heart.

Lei Yang heard that these ants live outside Fuling Mountain. They are bloodthirsty and ferocious. They are particularly adept at group fights, never stopping to swallow the flesh of their target.

What's more, these blood ants are not ordinary beasts in the mountains, but have turned into monsters in the secrets of the tomb, and they also have a lot of wisdom.

The three men fled in their respective directions at great speed and were about to disappear, when a strange scene appeared.

It was like a red cloud, densely packed with blood ants, which suddenly turned into a huge blood ant bow in the sky, and also formed three blood ant arrows, composed of countless blood ants, in three directions at an incredible speed, "sound" three arrows in a row.

The three arrows composed of blood ants, like three lightning bolts, instantly slashed through the sky. They seemed to weave through the void, roaring away in the direction of the three monks fleeing.

Everywhere it went, Nothingness emitted a sharp explosion, especially the astonishing momentum it emitted, which was staggering compared to the powerful attack fluctuations of the mid-range source of the human monks.

"Oh my God! it's okay!" Lei Yang's heart was shocked to an indescribable level. He never thought that ants could do it... Attack.

The army of blood ants drove away, but immediately appeared relatively safe under the big tree, not knowing where Lei Yang came from. The greed in him suddenly erupted, and the ghost forced him forward, clotted tobacco in his hand, loaded with a storage ring, and chose a direction to flee to the edge of the plain. Go away.

But just as he was running away, a blood ant buzzed out of the hollow in the tree.

The body of a blood ant is the size of an adult's fist. It has a pair of wings and a pair of large pincers at the corners of its mouth. It emits a cool light and attracts people's hearts.

At this time, as if with endless anger, a team of mung beans with big eyes stared at Lei Yang, anxiously extremely fierce.

On top of that, its body is like a gold casting. It is golden, not blood, but gold. The ups and downs of its body were the initial source of terror.

"King of Golden Ants!" Lei Yang noticed the fluctuations behind him, and didn't have time to turn around. He spreads his spiritual knowledge like an eye after death. At a glance, his heart suddenly couldn't help but scream. The two steps were supported at the same time, and he suddenly walked away in a low voice.

Seeing that Lei Yang was about to escape, the Golden Ant King immediately drove away, anxious and even fierce, and he made a piercing sound.

As soon as the voice came out, it suddenly came from the open plain, as if the air had been impacted, and layers of invisible fluctuations, with strong penetrating power, fell into Lei Yang's ears, and immediately disturbed his heart.

The ups and downs of this sound did not seem to be aimed at the human body, but at the human spirit and soul, making Lei Yang feel exhausted in an instant.

In fact, as Lei Yang expected, this voice does have the function of attacking souls, but its more important role is to summon companions.

As soon as the voice sounded, on three different plains far from here, three monks who were already desperate were waiting for the Scythe of Death to harvest their souls. The blood-stained ants suddenly flinched like a tidal wave. Straight into the sky.

But even so, they are miserable, and everyone has some degree of flesh and blood that is swallowed by these blood ants.

The flesh and blood on one monk's entire arm had completely disappeared, leaving only one of Beisensen's white bone arms, the other had lost one of its fading, and the other had lost half of its face, which looked terrifying.

Fortunately, they are a strong man with great spiritual integrity. They fought and fled. Despite their varying degrees of damage, they were barely able to survive until then. If they had been replaced by other monks, they would have turned into bones long ago.