The rat clan is a large family, and there are many branches in it.

The black-haired rat is not an alien beast, but it is definitely a high-level combat power among ordinary rats.

The size of a cat and the tough black hair all over the body make the black-haired rat have the combat power comparable to that of a cultivator of the Terran Forging Qi Realm.

These black-haired rats are very agile and hide in the colony.

There were too many mice, and their eyes couldn't be busy, and more than a dozen Ning Yuan Realm cultivators were immediately killed.

Although it was said that fighting alone, the black-haired rat could not be the opponent of the cultivators of the Ning Yuan Realm in any case, but being pounced on by the black haired rat, it would take a moment for the cultivators of the Ning Yuan Realm to solve it.

But in just a moment, there were already an unknown number of rats that began to climb up the legs of the Ning Yuan Realm cultivators.

The rats of the Xuanxiu Continent are no better than in their previous lives, their teeth are very sharp!

Even a cultivator of the Ning Yuan Realm could not let the rats bite him.

Yang Shan had already probed that under the ground five zhang away in the southeast, there was a not weak creature fluctuation, but seeing that Shen Butong was like this, it was obvious that he had not found it yet.

The True Qi of the Northern Darkness can't be used rashly, what method can be used to remind Shen Butong?

There are always more ways than difficulties, and Yang Shan quickly made a decision.

Seeing that there was a black-haired rat rushing towards him, and the direction was just right, Yang Shan exerted his strength!

Bite!

The sword in his hand instantly broke into two, and the tip of the sword pierced through the body of the black-haired rat, castrating unabated, and stabbed straight towards the underground creature that Yang Shan had detected.

"Squeak Squeak ......"

A giant rat covered in thorns and resembling a hedgehog leaped up from the ground.

The size of this giant rat is said to be a dog, and some people believe it!

Seeing this, Shen Butong snorted coldly:

"It's just a fifth-order ground hedgerat, but it's not a small guts!"

The ground spur rat, the rat beast, is covered in thorn armor, and there are toxins on the thorns, and ordinary cultivators in the Spirit Realm have to walk around when they encounter this thing.

However, Shen Butong didn't go around, he held a knife and went directly to the stabbing rat to kill.

If a Yuan Spirit Realm cultivator can't defeat a fifth-order beast, it will make people laugh out of their big teeth.

Shen Butong's idea is very good, capture the thief and capture the king first, especially the rat clan is mostly cunning, and the leader is killed, so the order given by the leader does not need to be executed.

People don't want to die, and other living beings don't want to die either.

However, halfway through the raid, Shen Butong stopped, and the long knife drew a circle around his body, killing all the rats around him.

"You want to use this rat swarm to drain our energy?"

Shen Butong immediately ordered:

"All disciples obey the order and sprinkle fire oil!"

Fire oil is a relatively special kind of incendiary substance, which can burn a large amount of flame for a long time after ignition, and because it is not a spiritual object, it can be placed in the Sumeru vows.

This fire oil is naturally not of much use to alien beasts, and can be used to deal with ordinary creatures, which can have quite a good effect.

The reason why I didn't use it before was because everyone had a limited space for the Sumeru Ring, and at most they would bring a jar, which could only be used after Shen Butong gave the order.

An altar of fire oil was directly smashed on the ground, and immediately there were cultivators of the Naling Realm who practiced the fire exercises, condensing the fire with true qi and lighting the fire.

The fire spread in an instant, enclosing the entire caravan in it.

The ring of fire was still three feet away from the caravan, and it did not affect the people of the caravan, but the rats that launched the attack could not withstand the scorching flames nine times out of ten.

Only the black-haired rat can carry it.

However, as soon as it passed through the ring of fire, it was greeted by swords, guns, and clubs from several directions.

The reason why Shen Butong sensed that something was wrong was because when he looked closer, the eyes of the fifth-order ground stinger were actually blood-red!

These blood-red eyes are too familiar to Shen Butong.

Some time ago, the abnormality of the Tiancang Mountain Range was because the strange beast was poisoned by an unknown poison and lost its mind.

"Alas, I thought it would take a little longer, why was it discovered so quickly."

Twenty feet to the southwest, an old man got up from the ground and patted the dust off his body.

Shen Butong looked solemn:

"Humph! Demon Cultivator! ”

The aura exuded by this old man is not simple, it is estimated that there must be a late stage of cultivation in the Yuan Spirit Realm!

"Old Yin, the effect of your breath-covering pill is not very good."

Beside the old man, another middle-aged man with a thin figure and a mustache jumped out.

"Phew! actually let the concubine eat soil, and I have to take a good bath when I go back, Yin Lao, this time, I can get more than half of it! ”

On the other side, a woman appeared, stretching her waist and moaning a few times.

These two are both in the middle stage of the Yuan Spirit Realm!

Not only that, as the three of them appeared, Yang Shan immediately sensed that there were other people in the underground around here!

Yang Shan hadn't sensed that there were other cats underground, but now he could find out clearly.

Come to think of it, it was the "breath-covering pill" that the thin man said had lost its effect.

That's how the three will appear.

After all, Shen Butong's previous words had already revealed that he had discovered something, and the sneak attack was useless.

So the three chose to show up.

And the rest of the people who are hiding in the ground......

Yang Shan counted them carefully.

Thirty in total!

Each of them is the late stage of the Naling Realm, or even the pinnacle of the Naling Realm!

The magic path is really not small.

The three Yuan Spirit Realm demon cultivators took three separate paths, and trapped the caravan in the center in a triangular position.

Shen Butong's face turned pale, and he reminded:

"There are also demon cultivators underground, about thirty, be careful!"

The old man known as Yin Lao used a cane to pestle the ground:

"Young people don't know how thick the sky is, what if you are careful, let you have 10,000 hearts, and today is also a death!"

In the caravan, only Shen Butong was in the early stage of the Yuan Spirit Realm, and on the demon cultivator's side, there were three people whose cultivation was higher than Shen Butong.

Na Ling Realm cultivators, one hundred caravans, thirty demon paths, but these thirty demon cultivators, but they are all in the late stage of Na Ling Realm, plus the increase in demon cultivation, the combat power can completely match the caravan's one hundred Na Ling, and even surpass.

In this ambush battle, the Demon Dao side was a mistake, but the situation was still the Demon Dao side, and it had an absolute advantage.

The "Wind and Dust Woman" in the three Yuan Spirit Realm Demon Cultivators touched the sword in her hand:

"Okay, okay, what are you talking to them about? Kill them all, see if the goods are good, rob the Tiancang Chamber of Commerce, the Holy Monarch will definitely have a reward! ”

The thin demon cultivator smiled cruelly: "Let's do it together, and slaughter that kid from the Yuan Spirit Realm first!" ”

The demon cultivator woman slowly pulled out the sword in her hand, stretched out her tongue, and licked it on the sword:

"Ouch, it's a pity, this kid has a good spirit, if it weren't out of place, I really wanted to suck in the yang energy on his body."

Bite!

At this moment, the demon cultivator woman heard a crisp sound, like the sound of a sword blade breaking off.

The demon cultivator was about to ask something, but her eyes began to spin.

She saw her graceful body and wondered in her heart:

"Huh? Where's my head? ”