Chapter 1672: The Golden Silk Fly
It happened too suddenly, the distance between the two sides was too close, and more importantly, the golden shadow was too fast, although Zhumo Zhenjun reacted to a certain extent, but he was still a step late, and was directly shot on his hand by the golden light, and then a sharp pain hit his whole body.
As a Yuanying Cultivator, Zhumo Zhenjun has been cultivating immortals for hundreds of years, and he is still very cautious in doing things, before deciding to pick the Spirit Infant Fruit, he had already observed the situation in the vicinity, the surroundings of the Spirit Infant Fruit Tree, and even the cave of the Heavenly Rat Beast, he swept it countless times with his divine thoughts, and decided to do it without finding any abnormalities, but he didn't expect to be hit in the end.
It was only at this time that Zhumo Zhenjun saw clearly, the golden shadow was a golden snake only half a foot long, the thickness of chopsticks, and it was biting on the back of his hand at this time, this thin snake was not only small in size, but also shielded the monk's divine thoughts, and the purple thin needles of the Purple Cicada Demon King before had the same effect, and more importantly, it did not need to be controlled to take the initiative to attack.
But in an instant, the back of Zhumo Zhenjun's hand that was bitten swelled, and the slightest black mist spread from the wound part on the back of the hand to the whole body, Zhumo Zhenjun could obviously feel that all the places on his body that were eroded by the black fog gradually became numb, and gradually became uncontrollable, and after a while, I am afraid that the whole body will not be able to move, and the golden snake can make a Yuanying monk lose his combat effectiveness with just a small bite, which shows the fierceness of the toxins in his body.
The golden snake bit and left, and the figure dodged in the spirit baby fruit tree, Zhumo Zhenjun didn't have time to find trouble with the golden snake, and hurriedly took out a healing pill from his body and took it.
After a while, the elixir took effect, and the black mist in Zhumo Zhenjun's body stopped spreading, gradually compressing towards the wound site, although the speed was very slow, but the situation was constantly improving.
This pill is a kind of Yuanying-level healing pill refined by Qingyang, the effect is very good, before Qingyang gave everyone two pieces, this pill material is not very valuable, but the requirements for Danshu are relatively high, if it is not for Qingyang Danshu's superb skills, it is impossible to carry so much at one time.
There are not many people in the entire demon spirit domain who can refine this kind of elixir, anyway, Zhumo Zhenjun didn't have a chance to get it before, so Qingyang has been hiding it as a treasure since he gave it, but he didn't expect to use it so quickly, this elixir really saved his life, thinking of this, Zhumo Zhenjun couldn't help but turn his head and glance at Qingyang, and gave him a grateful look.
Qingyang has been paying attention to the situation of Zhumo Zhenjun and Lingying Fruit Tree, and when he noticed a sudden change here, he hurriedly rushed over, fortunately, Zhumo Zhenjun did not have an accident, Qingyang also breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Zhumo Daoyou, what's going on here?" Need my help? ”
Zhumo Zhenjun said suddenly: "It was my carelessness, I didn't even find that there was a golden snake hidden in this spirit baby fruit tree, and he bit the back of his hand when he picked the spirit baby fruit, if it weren't for the antidote pill of Qingyang Daoyou, maybe I would have had an accident at this time." ”
"What is this thin golden snake? How powerful is it? Qingyang couldn't help asking.
Zhumo Zhenjun said: "Although I just glanced at it in a hurry, but I have roughly judged that this golden snake should be a poisonous snake called the golden silk fly, the golden silk snake is as small as a golden wire, which can shield the divine mind to capture, is very good at hiding the body, and is very poisonous, I didn't expect that there is a poisonous snake like the golden silk fly hidden in this spirit baby fruit tree." ”
Zhumo Zhenjun explained to Qingyang while searching in the spirit baby fruit tree, the whole spirit baby fruit tree is so big, although the golden silk is good at hiding the figure, but under the special search of Zhumo Zhenjun, he quickly found his figure, but he didn't know if he didn't look for it, and he was startled when he looked for it, and then he found out that there was more than one golden silk fly hidden in the spirit baby fruit tree.
Zhumo Zhenjun counted casually, the number of golden silk flies was at least a dozen, he couldn't help but be afraid for a while, fortunately there was only one golden silk fly attacking him just now, if he was bitten by several golden silk flies at the same time, it would be over directly, and it would be too late to take the antidote pill and take it.
There is a way that the enemies are very red when they see each other, and the Zhumo Zhenjun God moved, and a magic weapon like an inkstone appeared above his head, and he recognized a golden silk and smashed it directly.
The speed of Zhumo Zhenjun's shot was very fast, and the speed of the golden silk fly was even faster, and before the inkstone came to him, the golden silk fly's figure flashed, and he hid behind the trunk of the Lingying Fruit Tree, and Zhumo Zhenjun's inkstone magic weapon flew over the trunk of the tree, almost smashing the Lingying Fruit Tree.
Seeing that Zhumo Zhenjun was about to attack again, Qingyang hurriedly stopped him and said, "Zhumo Zhenjun and move slowly, if you hurt the spirit baby fruit above, it will be worth the loss." ”
Zhumo Zhenjun struck angrily, and he calmed down when he was stopped by Qingyang, knowing that he couldn't do it brutally, so he took back the magic weapon inkstone, and said angrily: "If we don't kill these golden silk flies, we won't be able to pick the spirit baby fruit, but these golden silk flies can't hide on the spirit baby fruit tree, and they are afraid of hurting the spirit baby fruit. ”
Qingyang said with a smile: "Zhumo Zhenjun doesn't have to be anxious, this is a trivial matter, leave the matter of forcing out the golden silk to me, you just need to be prepared and wait for the right opportunity to make a move." ”
Seeing that Qingyang was so determined, Zhumo Zhenjun felt a lot more relieved, so he took a few steps back and began to prepare, while Qingyang took out an elixir from his arms, crushed it and sprinkled it on the spirit baby fruit tree. As a Yuanying Cultivator, this little thing was easy for him, and after the whole pill was crushed, it turned into a cloud of pale green powder, which was urged by the Qingyang palm wind and sprinkled evenly on the tree.
These green powders had no effect on the Spirit Infant Fruit Tree, but those golden silk flies fell from the Spirit Infant Fruit Tree one after another, as if they had encountered a natural predator, and then desperately crawled around, looking at their appearance, it seemed that they were not willing to stay here for a moment.
Qingyang didn't know much about the golden silk fly, but he knew what snakes or poisonous insects were most afraid of, Qingyang was ready to have this kind of thing, and refined them into a targeted pill, and now a try really worked, the golden silk fly was hit one after another, and even the speed of action slowed down.
At this time, Zhumo Zhenjun found out that there were more than a dozen golden silk flies hidden on this spirit baby fruit tree, but more than twenty of them, and several of them had evaded his second search before, if he had rushed forward at that time, he might have been attacked by the golden silk flies for the second time.