"Squeak..." "Squeak..."

While the Great Elder was wrestling with the Rat Summoner, Mo Qingyu and the other Holy Sons were already surrounded by thousands of rats.

There are not only stone-loving rats in the rat group, but also a large number of highly aggressive rats such as King Kong rats, scavenging rats, ice rats, and flame rats.

Ice rats, flame rats and other rats that are good at long-distance skills are constantly attacking behind the rat group, while rats with strong flesh and sharp teeth such as King Kong rats and scavenging rats are jumping towards the bodies of Mo Qingyu and others like ocean waves, gnawing and scratching indiscriminately, more than a dozen people are overwhelmed, and they use means to kill one batch and rush another batch.

The Great Elder must always be on guard against being slashed by the highly poisonous short knife of the Rat Summoning Envoy, and there is no time to help Mo Qingyu and the others, without the Great Elder, the strongest person in the Yunhai Realm, every Holy Son and Holy Maiden present will not be easy.

Whoa!

The ice, flames, and corrosive liquid were overwhelming, although the power was not fatal, but it also caused a lot of trouble to Mo Qingyu and the others.

"Yaohua!"

Zizizizizi!

There was a flash of lightning, and more than a dozen rats of different appearances fell to the ground and convulsed, and there were electric wires beating on their bodies from time to time.

Whew...

Mo Qingyu's breathing was already a little heavy, and he had forgotten that this was the first batch of rats he had killed, these rats were like endless, killing batch after batch, and no matter how he killed, he couldn't kill them all.

Because of the influence of the narrow terrain, and there are many Extreme Dao Sect peers around, Mo Qingyu can't use too powerful Xuan Technique, and he doesn't even use a knife, he has been using his body and fabricating Yaohua Yin against the enemy, although the Xuanhuang Mother Qi consumed by Yaohua Yin is not much, but it can't stand the repeated use.

Mo Qingyu's situation is not bad, but it has consumed some physical strength, and there are some Holy Sons with weak actual combat experience, who have been injured under the repeated attacks of various rats, although it is not serious, but it is also a lottery.

"Holy Son Mo, what should I do, these rats are endless, and they can't be killed at all, so it's not okay to drag it on like this!" A tall saint who was wielding a short stick in his hand to kill several rats changed greatly after seeing dozens of rats emerging from the ground, and raised his voice and shouted to Mo softly.

The Holy Son who was present had already taken Mo Qingyu very seriously until the Great Elder ordered him to lead the team, and now that he encountered a crisis that he could not solve, he was the first to think of him.

As the tall Son's voice sounded, the others also focused their eyes on Mo Qingyu as they slew the rats that pounced on them.

The words of the tall Holy Son were in the hearts of almost everyone present, but they were unwilling to whisper to Mo who was younger than themselves.

"Don't worry, these rats can attack in such an orderly manner, they must be controlled, as long as we can deal with the people or things that control them, we can get rid of these rats. Mo whispered that the thunder mark in his hand jumped, and after shaking away a group of rats, he raised his voice and said.

He had long noticed that these rats were not afraid of death, and there was something hollow in the depths of their eyes, and they were not attacking them according to their intentions, but were controlled.

After the battle, he suspected that the rat summoners were controlling the rats, but gradually he denied the suspicion.

The Rat Summoner didn't show any signs of manipulating the rats at all, and the Great Elder's sharp attacks had already overwhelmed him, and he couldn't be distracted by the huge number of rats.

Who's going to be manipulating these rats...

Mo whispered's brain was running fast, and his gaze scanned the passage of the cave where he was.

"Who is controlling them?" the tall Son shouted in a somewhat impatient manner as he was overwhelmed by the constant attacks of the rats, and already had more than a dozen wounds on his body.

Mo whispered that he had the Yaohua Thunder Seal in his hand, and after killing dozens of rats, he responded in a loud voice: "You guys are holding on for a while, I'm looking for it!"

After hearing this, the tall holy son chose to believe Mo Qingyu, no longer speaking, picked up the short stick in his hand, and the strong wind danced, and more than a dozen rats were instantly dizzy from the impact of the short stick, and fell from the air to their deaths.

Mo whispered after seeing that many of the Holy Sons present were already tired, and their bodies were injured to varying degrees, and his heart became even more urgent.

Click... Click...

Watching one rat after another emerge from the stone ground, Mo whispered a flash of inspiration in his mind.

He thought of a possibility, could the guy who was manipulating the rat swarm be hiding in the stone ground, lurking all the time, without revealing his figure.

Looking at the orderly cooperation of the rats, Mo Qingyu became more and more sure of the guess in his heart.

Although he could not detect the things hidden in the stone ground, he could not escape the perception of the power of the soul.

"Drink!"

Mo whispered directly out of the mystery of the knife at the entrance, and the sword qi outside his body was rampant, and the rats around him were all ground into minced meat, unable to get close to him for half a step.

While unleashing the mystery of the sword, he used his soul power to soak the stone ground beneath his feet.

Buzzing...

He was now a fourth-order spirit master, and his soul power was enough to pass through a hundred meters away.

"There it is!"

When Mo Qingyu's soul power penetrated more than fifty meters into the stone underground, Mo Qingyu sensed a strong soul that was constantly transmitting soul fluctuations outward, and it was this soul fluctuation that controlled the rat group.

"I found it, you hold on, I'll solve it!" Mo whispered and raised his voice.

Everyone was in high spirits when they heard this, and the movements of their hands became more flexible, and pieces of rats were crushed.

The rat summoner, who was fighting with the Great Elder, also heard Mo Qingyu's voice, his heart was slightly frightened, his eyes were wandering, and he was ready to stop Mo Qingyu at any time.

"Hahaha, stinky rat, it seems that your secret has been discovered by the Holy Son of my sect!" The Great Elder laughed loudly, blocking the retreat of the rat summoner, attacking fiercely, and not giving him a chance to stop Mo Qingyu.

"Just this little hairy child?" the rat summoner smiled disdainfully, and the poisonous short knife in his hand slashed in front of the Great Elder, cutting off the distracting thoughts in his heart and concentrating on fighting him.

After all, the Rat Summoner was a famous powerhouse hundreds of years ago, not only strong, but also decisive, and when he found that the Great Elder was pestering him, making him unable to act, he made a decision, choosing to believe that Mo Qingyu could not solve the root cause of the rat group.

"Thunder Tooth Burst, Thunder Dragon!"

On the other side, Mo Qingyu moved quickly, and the Blood Night Knife was held in his hand, and the lightning flashed.

After determining the location of his soul power, he slashed the bloody night, and the lightning flashed, and the lightning wyvern roared and waved the thunder claw, breaking through the stone face.

In just an instant, the lightning flying dragon broke through the stone surface for tens of meters, and the unknown creature hidden in the stone ground also appeared.

Hidden in the underground stone layer is a purple giant rat the size of a tiger!