Chapter Ninety-Eight: Sick
Devouring the heavens and devouring the earth, like gluttony, this strange beast soul swallowing has always been known as "little chaos", and it belongs to the extremely terrifying level among the strange beasts.
On its side, Rowan stepped on the figure eight and dug his legs deep into the soil, so as to resist the majestic suction of the soul swallowing, and his heart couldn't help but feel all kinds of shocks.
He had just blasted the Ghost of the Sky in the daytime, and when he looked at the strange beast that suddenly appeared, he actually felt that the soul swallowing of this strange beast was no weaker than the Ghost of the Sky.
And under the blessing of the "Holy Pupil", he clearly saw the faint golden light hidden under the fur on this soul swallowing body, which was the manifestation of the power of merit!
"This soul swallower likes to devour ghosts the most, and he has also been to the hell ghost country, and now it is normal to have merit and body. But it is not evil, and the immortal powers of the saints are useless to it. Compared to the Heavenly Ghost, it is a greater threat to me!"
"Whew-"
The big trees around him were sucked out by the roots, and Rowan hurriedly grabbed the little girl's hand, and opened his eyes to see pieces of turf, trees, and ghosts being swallowed by the soul of the beast one after another.
To deal with such ghosts, of course, it is impossible for the soul to devour them with all their might.
When the front turf had almost been swallowed up by it, it threw its head back and swallowed everything it had chewed in its mouth.
Then, it bent down, stretched its stubby legs, and crawled slowly toward the surroundings of Lingxi Town, where the ghosts still gathered.
It crawls leisurely, "purring" a few times from time to time.
But as it approached, the monks stationed around the town gradually felt its terrifying coercion and became nervous.
......
Not long after the soul swallow left, Luo Wen pulled out his legs with a fierce force, and thought to himself: "This kind of heaven and earth beast is really terrifying, and I don't know if my family's faceless and Ming Xiong can reach this level through acquired cultivation?"
After pulling out his feet, Rowan turned his head slightly and pulled the little girl who was wrapped around him like an octopus.
Then he was stunned to find that the little girl had closed her eyes and was unconscious.
"Something isn't right. ”
Rowan reached out and rubbed her eyebrows, and found that her eyes were closed, and there was a strange redness under her fair skin, which made her eyebrows gradually red like blood!
At first, Rowan thought that the little girl had been stunned by the pressure of the Soul Swallow, but now it seems that it is not the case at all.
"It should be her own fault!"
Feeling that her skin began to continue to burn, Luo Wen's mind moved, and he used the "Smell Dao" magic power to probe her surface memory, wanting to see what was wrong with her.
But the transparent cloth on her body suddenly glowed, and it actually blocked the detection of the "Wendao" supernatural power.
This kind of artifact defense is the most tricky, and if you don't destroy it, it's hard to continue exploring.
"No, it's getting hotter!"
Rowan frowned slightly, picked her up suddenly, and then took a step forward and rushed towards Lingxi Town.
He is going to find the Xuanqi Daoist and return the little girl of the Xuanji Gate to him.
But he had just run a few steps when suddenly a man flew down at high speed in the air, blocking his path.
This man was slender and sword-wielding, covered in blue light, dazzling as a rainbow as he swooped down from the night sky.
But it was the Confucian sword scholar.
The Confucian sword scholar landed suddenly, only to see a little monk running quickly, but he couldn't see the little girl wrapped in a magic weapon.
He was a little impatient, and asked on the spot: "Little monk, where is Jipo? Where did the thief go? How can there be such a strong sour smell here?"
But Luo Wen glanced at him, and when he found out that he was not a person from the Xuanji Gate, he immediately ran past him and ignored him.
Time waits for no one, no one knows what's wrong with this little girl, now is the time to race against time, how can I have time to deal with an inexplicable person?
"Wait, didn't you hear me asking you?" The Confucian Sword Scholar was dressed in blue clothes under his feet, and his body turned his sword, and he suddenly blocked in front of Luo Wen again.
Rowan kept running and continued to rush past him.
But after a blink of an eye, the Confucian Sword Scholar was in front of him again: "Little monk, let me ask you where Jipo went?"
Luo Wen frowned, a little unhappy: "Sick, how do I know where Jipo went?"
Then he turned around and rushed straight past the Confucian Sword Scholar again.
But this time, the Confucian Sword Scholar suddenly stretched out his hand to stop him, trying to stop him.
His eyes widened, his mana worked, gathered on the top of his head, and directly slammed into the wrist of this Confucian sword scholar!
"Click!"
The Confucian Sword Scholar didn't expect the power of this little bald head to be so great, he was defenseless, and he took this terrifying head hammer hard, and suddenly his wrist broke and his bones broke!
Monks condense mana and refine human pills, but unless they are physical cultivators who specialize in the method of forging the body, they will not be able to change their lives against the sky, increase their longevity, and greatly enhance their physical strength after they have survived the catastrophe!
This Confucian sword scholar has just refined into a human pill, and his physical strength is stronger than that of Crazy Sword Song San, how can he compare with Luo Wen, the holy fetus?
His wrist was in sharp pain, and he suddenly let out an earth-shattering scream, and quickly covered his wrist and retreated again and again.
And at this time, his junior sister Shui Yunzi hurriedly came, and then raised her hand to see a spell fall, healing the wrist of the Confucian Sword Scholar.
Shui Yunzi hurriedly said: "Senior brother, don't you see that people are in a hurry?
The Confucian Sword Scholar raised his head suddenly: "Senior sister, are you blaming me?"
Shui Yunzi's expression stiffened, and she hurriedly smiled awkwardly: "Senior brother, does your wrist still hurt, do you need me to help you put on the spiritual bamboo cream?"
MD, I still can't hold back!
......
Rowan continued to run forward with the little girl in his arms, and gradually caught up with the Alien Beast Soul Swallower.
Every time the beast soul swallows a group of ghosts, it will stop and devour it.
Its snort seemed to have something in it that weakened the ghost, and no ghost could resist its swallowing power.
But the monks along the way, as long as they escaped in time, would not be swallowed by it.
Even, there was no monk in its eyes at all, and the ghost thing was like delicious fresh meat, which completely attracted its attention.
Soul Swallowing is such a strange beast.
Its intelligence is about that of a child of four or five years old, and it has been freed from pure destructive desires and has learned to think simply.
In its consciousness, humans are very troublesome and vengeful creatures, so as long as humans don't attack it, it generally won't attack humans.
After devouring the ghosts in this area, Soul Swallow continued to follow the breath of ghosts, slowly walking along the surroundings of the town, enjoying the ghost feast to the fullest.
After it has devoured all the ghosts, it will naturally leave the place.
The monks knew this very well, so no one attacked it, but only increased vigilance in defense.
And Rowan finally ran to the edge of the town.
"Good luck. ”
He raised his eyebrows and found the Xuanqi Daoist who was stepping on the long sword and watching the battle in the air.
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