(5) 0 (2) Guardian Elves
"I'll try to keep this venom within a certain range and not let it penetrate!"
Qinghe beckoned, and the black venom under his feet turned into a trickle, rushing towards Qiu Yue'er's head.
It was as if she had drunk the black venom.
The liquid under his feet gradually dissipated downward at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it didn't take long, only a quarter of an hour later, and the liquid level bottomed out.
The venom stained all the caverns underground, and the beneath them were like a precipitation of venom, dark and dark mud.
The old man's Silent Grass of the Finch Clan is not endless, and he wants to poison the sacred tree with a war of attrition.
The last drop of venom was sucked into the space, and the soil beneath was all contaminated black.
A piece of rotting roots stretched out to the side, and some of the roots were scattered dejectedly.
"It's too damp and uncomfortable!"
Zhu Jiu waved his hand gently, and dozens of palm-sized fireballs formed in the air, instantly lighting up the underground cave.
The space is not very large, but it is indeed a large space underground, and a few holes that only one person can pass through, dark and do not know where it leads.
"Let's go!"
Qiu Yue'er snorted coldly, and instantly went to the sacrificial platform.
Under the high platform is a circular deep pit, dark and bottomless.
Qiu Yue'er looked at it and didn't see it.
This more than 10,000 meters is a certainty! I felt a lot more relieved in my heart.
A high wall was built around the pit, and a wooden platform was erected above the high wall, and the surrounding area was firmly sealed.
Without hesitation, he immediately jumped down.
In just a dozen seconds, several figures instantly floated here.
Master Chanran was the first to arrive, followed by Jiang Laolai and Patriarch Zhuoya, a middle-aged man in a purple robe, and a woman in a pale cyan dress.
The man in the purple robe nodded slightly at Master Canran, and quickly fell to the ground, first went up to the sacrificial platform, and looked at the entrance of the secluded cave!
At this time, the high priest of the Bailing Clan also came and glanced at Master Canran.
The Bailing Clan and Bird City are only a few dozen kilometers apart, and some of the wind and grass naturally can't escape the spiritual sense of the monks with deep realms.
"Master Hebi is gone!" The man in purple got off the high platform and walked towards Master Canran.
He had already probed, and there was no one else's breath here except for a few people present.
"There!" Master Chanran pointed to the shallow ash on the ground, then closed his eyes.
"Impossible, Master Hebi is an out-of-body realm, how can he be so vulnerable." The man in purple was shocked.
Only then did he notice that at the foot of the gate of the thatched hut courtyard, there was a dark earth, with the breath of Master Hebi.
All his attention was on the altar, thinking that someone had attacked the place, and that Master Hebi must have gone after the bandits.
How could you guess that a powerful out-of-body realm is just gone?
"There is a very powerful ice spirit power, and a strong fire spirit power!" Master Chanran spoke slowly.
It was very powerful, and just the residual breath in the air made him feel palpitations.
"But Master Hebi is out of the body!"
The man in purple was full of disbelief, but his eyes looked at the high platform, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"If it is two powerful tribulation periods, and they attack at the same time, I believe that no one in this world can resist it." Master Chanran said again.
The thatched hut was cold on the one hand, and the altar was blazing on the other.
The boundaries are clear, it should be an ice spirit power master and a fire spirit power master who are fighting back and forth.
Defeated Master Hebi in an instant, and then destroyed the corpse.
There is no ability to resist.
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