The strong wind was agitated, and white figures marched rapidly against the grass.

After being attacked by a group of birds, the old man had no choice but to abandon the volley flight with his team and move forward on the ground instead.

This jungle is really weird, that group of big birds are big and bizarre, and their bodies are abnormally strong, and everyone's attack fell on the big birds, and they actually made a burst of fine iron sounds.

What are you kidding, this is a long knife that even ordinary soldiers can cut, and it can't even cut off a single feather of these big birds.

And there are some problems with the size of these birds, if they are placed elsewhere, birds and beasts that can grow into such a big will have already become demon beasts and know how to cultivate, but in the eyes of the old man, these creatures are clearly beasts that have not even opened their minds.

The old man angrily jumped on the largest bird and tore off the wings four or five meters long, and the rest of the birds scattered in a hurry. But despite this, seven people were shot through by the big bird and taken away as prey.

The old man shouted angrily, but he didn't dare to pursue, for fear of being attacked by something else. The crowd had no choice but to give up flying and gallop through the woods.

At this time, the old man's face was pale, and in just one day and one night, more than half of the team of hundreds of people was injured.

He was a little annoyed that he shouldn't have let the team split up and search around in the first place, and even though no one had died at that time, he had brought the unknown poisonous insect back to the team.

So much so that after that, there were often people who fell to the ground with blue faces, and it was a bit incredible that a monk in his twenties or thirties could not even pass the level of poisoning insects in the jungle.

Later, the old man who had no choice could only urge the secret treasure to expel the poisonous insects that everyone had unintentionally carried, and pull the whole team closer to him.

At this time, the people who were quite flustered made an unwise decision, they decided to march at night and quickly approach the target point.

As a result, more people are lost in the misty night, and people continue to be inexplicably left behind and swallowed up by the endless darkness.

Seeing that there were fewer and fewer people in his team, the old man pulled over an entourage in a bit of anger and asked sharply: "Now that they are all so tired, do they not stop, do you want us to be wiped out?"

The retinue was a one-eyed dragon, a hideous centipede-like scar that spread from the eye to the corner of the mouth.

Like the others, he was dressed in white, but compared to the panic and uneasiness on the faces of others, although this person's face was full of wind and frost, he was much calmer, he was pulled down by the old man, and responded calmly: "Ancestor, I have already explained the dangers in this jungle before, but some people don't listen, leave the team without permission, and can't complain about others when they die." Originally, I didn't agree to march at night, but the ancestor insisted on going his own way, at this time the sky was almost dawn, we could only continue to walk, and after dawn, the beasts that moved during the day would also come out to feed, and it would be a dead end for us at that time. I came here before, and I escaped after nine deaths, if it wasn't for the order of the head of the family, I wouldn't have come, Ancestor, you didn't believe what I said before, why do you have to believe me once now!"

The old man's expression was a little unnatural, as soon as he came, he harvested the spirit treasure, and he was a little carried away, and forcibly ordered the team to advance at night, causing huge casualties now. The old man had been here before, but there were so many people who came at that time that he had not really experienced the horrors of this jungle, so he evacuated under the order of the head of the house.

So many people lost their lives in the forest, which made the rest of them tense up one by one, and the old man was also a little tired at this time after urging the protective barrier for a long time.

Hearing the one-eyed dragon say this, although the old man was annoyed that he had lost his face, considering that he was really indispensable in the next action, he could only secretly remember it in his heart and wait until he returned to settle the account.

"Keep coming with me!" the old man shouted, and the people behind him followed more closely.

He was holding a cyan ring on top of it, which was shimmering and shimmering. As everyone walked forward, the light on this ring became brighter and brighter.

Ning Hao was still immersed in a sweet sleep, with the continuous cultivation, he didn't need this kind of sleep much now, but the continuous hunting and cultivation before, so that the rat's nerves were always in a tense state, and at this time, he was able to sleep peacefully, both psychologically and spiritually, which made Ning Hao feel greatly relieved.

He was woken up by a scream. The cry seemed to be that of a monkey, and I don't know if it was frightened by something.

Ning Hao stretched his waist and felt that his entire body was full of strength.

Another roar came, and the cries of the surrounding animals came and went, and a deep despair contained in it, which upset the rats.

Ning Hao burrowed out of the tree hole to see what was going on outside.

I saw a group of people in white coming to the tree where they were at some point, and some of them were slashing at the surrounding animals with long knives.

One by one, the weak lives died under the long knife of the man in white, Ning Hao roughly counted it, there were more than thirty people in total. The leader should be the old man with the white beard, who was standing under the tree with the ring he had thrown under the tree before.

Ning Hao hurriedly retracted his head, this was the first time he had seen so many people in the jungle, most of the people's strength seemed to be average in the eyes of the rats at this time, but it was the old man, who was deep and restrained all over his body, and his eyes were bright, he should be the strongest person.

This group of people finally broke through the layers of barriers and arrived at their destination. However, just as they were about to arrive, they encountered a group of wolves that had been hungry for several days.

At this moment, the old man's hair was a little messy, and his body was even more tattered, it was not easy to clean up the group of giant wolves, and he lost more than a dozen lives again, putting this team of 100 people in danger.

The old man pondered for a while while with the ring, and suddenly called a man in white.

The man in white had survived countless dangers until now, and was venting his anger at the weak beings around him. Hearing the summons of the ancestor, he hurriedly ran over.

"What's the matter with the villain called the ancestor?"

"Oh......" the old man replied, but there was no other answer.

The man in white raised his head suspiciously, but found that the old man was looking at him with a cyan ring, and before he could say anything, the old man pressed the ring to the center of the white-clothed man's eyebrows.

The ring sank deep into his head, but there was no bleeding, and the dark cyan light surged, shining on the old man's face was particularly strange.

"Ahh

Everyone else also looked at the man in white who had fallen to the ground, not understanding where he had offended the ancestor.

The screams of the man in white slowly fell silent, and his body, which had been rolling on the ground, slowly stopped, and at this time he lowered his head to the ground, making the people around him a little confused about what was happening.

The old man watched the man in white slowly stop moving, and he became a little excited.

"Seventh brother?" the old man asked tentatively, faintly uncertain.

"Little Thirteen, why did you bring me such a bad body?"

The man in white raised his head, still the same as before, but the whites of his eyes were gone, leaving only dark cyan pupils, surging with a strange and hidden light