Hearing Poor Road's words, the weasel nodded.

"But how can I shout loudly? What special shouting is required, such as a mantra or something? ”

The weasel came back to his senses and asked.

Poor Tu thought about it, shook his head and said, "It shouldn't be necessary, the Ling Sect Master didn't say that he needed any spells, you just shouted at the top of your voice." ”

"That's good." The weasel nodded and coughed twice to clear his throat.

Then he injected spiritual power into his voice and shouted around: "Oops, ay, ay, ay......"

The voice blessed by spiritual power is very loud, it should be said that it is very harsh.

Desperate covered his ears and looked at the spirits.

The brightness in the eyes of many spirit creatures became more and more obvious and clear, and after a while, several spirit creatures completely woke up, and they hurriedly covered their ears.

The sound rang for a few moments, and then finally stopped.

Weasel: "Ahem...... I feel... Your throat is on fire! ”

Poor Tu smiled: "But you have successfully awakened most of the spiritual creatures, and now our chances of winning have become much greater." ”

After that, he asked the other spirits to use their spiritual power to awaken those spirits that were still under control.

In a short time, all the creatures regained consciousness.

"What's wrong with me, why did I become an owl!"

"The owl is good, I'll become your food... A rat ...... Really dizzy. ”

"Ahh You stepped on me. ”

"I'm sorry, I didn't see it."

"Can we still get back to human form? Am I going to be a pig for the rest of my life? ”

"If I knew it was so dangerous, I shouldn't have come to join in the fun."

"Where are you, Brother Chi? I'm a sister. ”

"Hey, don't rely on your loud voice to not let us speak with a low voice, I'm looking for my junior sister."

"Master, where are you, master?"

......

The surroundings were bustling, and the cries of various spiritual creatures came and went, and they were chaotic.

But those strange animal sounds can be converted into corresponding meanings in your ears, which is really amazing. Exhaustion moved his ears and thought so in his heart.

It's just that it can't go on like this, we must defeat Wen Maode while he is weak, otherwise when his strength recovers, then they will fall into a state of being controlled again.

Desperate turned to the weasel and said, "You shout again, so that they don't have to be busy complaining about someone." We must now find the weakened Wen Maode as soon as possible so that we can defeat him in one fell swoop, otherwise when he recovers, we will have to be controlled again......"

After listening to the words of the poor road, the weasel felt that it was reasonable, so he did as the poor road said.

A burst of high-pitched sounds bursting eardrums suddenly sounded, instantly covering the sounds of those who knew all about Suosuo.

The spirits stopped their voices and covered their ears in unison.

But even if he covered his ears, he could only block the sharp sound wave, but he couldn't completely isolate the sound, so the weasel still managed to make what he wanted to say heard by all the spirits.

This is the advantage of being a demon clan, and only he can do this. For other spiritual objects, even if their spiritual power is stronger than their own, their control over the spiritual power of the demon form is definitely far inferior to that of their own pure demon race. The weasel couldn't help but feel a little smug.

Although I didn't know what the bunch of spiritual creatures were saying and doing, the monks on the side were greatly relieved.

Almost every monk here is in a state of spiritual power exhaustion, and if the pile of spiritual objects continues to be suppressed, I am afraid that the monks will really have to flee or be beaten.

One of the monks said, "They seem to be discussing something now?" Could it be that you want to catch us all? So what to do? ”

Another monk: "What do you think?" I think they should be infighting, don't you see that weasel screams sharply and domineeringly, and all the spiritual creatures cover their ears and dare not resist. ”

One monk: "Shall we flee while they are not looking?" ”

The monks were silent for a while.

A monk raised a weak voice, "But didn't we promise to contain these spiritual creatures here?" ”

Another monk: "We've been holding back for so long, if we continue, will we be able to take our lives?" That's not worth it, you say I'm cowardly and afraid of death, I'm going to leave anyway. ”

After he finished speaking, he turned and ran outside.

"I think we've done our best, after all, we can't recover our spiritual power on our own, and the speed of absorbing spirit stones is too slow, so I'm leaving." The monk turned around and ran away.

With the two of them as the beginning, the other monks hesitated for a moment and then left one by one.

In a short time, the person has already gone to the light.

Naturally, he noticed the monks' situation, but since he couldn't communicate with them, he let them go.

Weasel: "How are we going to find Wen Maode?" We don't know where he is! ”

Poor Tu pointed to his nose and smiled, "Have you forgotten what we are now?" ”

The weasel suddenly said: "You mean we can find Wen Maode through our sense of smell now!" ”

Exhausted nodded: "Well, but I've just turned into this kind of appearance, and I'm not used to it yet, so although I can smell a little bit of breath, I can't accurately judge Wen Maode's specific location now." ”

Weasel: "This is normal, no animal can lock on to people and things in the distance just by smell, we have to find him gradually according to Wen Maode's breath." ”

Poor Path: "But in that case, don't you have to scatter the spirits?" ”

Weasel: "Of course, it has to be dispersed. Otherwise, there is no clue at all, and if it is found over there, send a flying bird to inform the other spirits. ”

Poor nodded: "Well, that's good." This way it works. ”

Once again, the weasel used its unique method of teleportation to tell the other creatures.

Of course, the other spirits also hoped to defeat Wen Maode so that they could be restored to their original state.

So then the spirits began to scatter, and they all went to search for Wen Maode's traces.

Poor Tu walked along with the weasel and a few other spirit creatures along a road with the smell of Wenmaode.

On the way, the weasel always stared at Qiantu, but he didn't speak, which made Qiantu a little confused, so he took the initiative to ask: "Why are you staring at me?" If you have anything to say, just say it, I know everything. ”

The weasel opened his mouth and asked, "I think...... You... You're kind of like a friend of mine. ”

Poor Tu smiled: "What friend? ”

Weasel: "A friend you may or may not know." ”

Poor: "Why do you say that?" ”

Weasel: "He is a child of an ordinary city citizen, named Qiantu, you must have seen him when you followed Miss Yu Rou, right?" It seems that this time... Forget it, anyway, he has been murdered by Yu Sheng and the master of the Star Gate, and he has been... It's gone. He said he was gone, but another friend of mine named Xiaohua swore that he was still alive and dragged me here. It's a pity that he didn't encounter the end of the road, but he encountered such a thing and was trapped in this big array. The latest chapter of "100 Plating" Online Game Non-mainstream Master Claw Book House" is free to read for the first time.