Chapter Ninety-Eight: Exploitation

Yuan Ming shook his head, and was about to continue moving forward, when the roar of a group of snakes suddenly sounded in the depths of the flowers, as well as a mixed sound of birdsong, it seemed that the white eagle and the green snake in the flower bush had just fought, and the mist in the flower bush was surging.

It's just that the place where the carved snakes fight seems to be deep in the flowers, quite far away from the outside, and the specific situation is not clear.

"That white eagle seems to be heading straight for the flowers, isn't it trying to catch a few green snakes?" Yuan Ming narrowed his eyes, ran the Dark Moon Technique, and his spirit left his body and floated towards the depths of the flowers.

The soul is a yin body, and it is quite uncomfortable to escape from the body during the day, but it can still withstand it if it is not far away.

It's rare to encounter a good beast, and it's always unwilling to miss an opportunity.

The poison of pollen is harmful to the human body, but it cannot affect the soul body, Yuan Ming's spirit came to the deeper place of the flower bush without any effect, and stopped.

This is already the limit of the soul out of the body, and it is impossible to move forward, but fortunately, the white eagle and the green snake can already be seen.

He looked at it and couldn't help but sigh softly.

The white eagle hovered low in the sky, swooping down from time to time.

And above the ground, those green snakes gathered to form a group of hundreds of snakes, competing with the white eagles.

There was a large green python in the snake group, several times thicker than other green snakes, its whole body was covered with bright green scales like armor, and there was a one-horned emerald green sarcoma on its head, which looked like the king of snakes.

This snake king is coiled into a snake cake, and there is a small dirt pit lying under him, which is densely packed with dozens of emerald snake eggs.

The white eagle seems to be aiming at these snake eggs, and every time they swoop down, they go straight to the dirt pit, while the snake king and the other green snakes desperately block it.

The Snake King's scale armor is tough, powerful, and extremely fast, blocking most of the White Eagle's attacks, and the rest of the attacks are taken by the other green snakes, so it is impossible to see who wins and who loses for the time being.

When Yuan Ming saw this scene, an idea suddenly popped up, and the spirit quickly left and quickly returned to his body.

As he spoke, his skin glowed green, and his breath began to be restrained, and soon the whole person merged into the nearby grass, and even if he stood next to him, it was difficult to notice.

As for his mana aura, it was also completely hidden, which was the effect of the Wood Concealment Technique.

A yellow rabbit came running from nearby, nibbling on a weed that resembled a green vegetable in the grass.

Yuan Ming raised his eyebrows and waved his hand at the yellow rabbit, who was known for his alertness, and the yellow rabbit, who was known for his alertness, didn't even notice it.

"The effect of this wood concealment technique is not bad." He nodded secretly, holding his breath and walking towards the flowers.

When Huang Tu heard the voice, he noticed Yuan Ming's existence and hurriedly fled.

Yuan Ming ignored it, and quickly came to the side of the flowers and stopped.

As far as he knows, ordinary pollen poisons enter the human body by breathing, causing them to be poisoned, but these powder lotuses do not look like ordinary poisons, and whether they can be isolated by holding inhalation needs to be tested.

After a few breaths, his body was not unusual, and his heartstrings were loosened, and he quickly breathed into the flowers.

The poisonous snakes in the flowers seemed to have been led by the white eagle, and Yuan Ming did not encounter any of them, and soon came to the place where the spirit stood before, looking at the battle situation ahead.

The white eagle swooped down again, still being held back by the Serpent King and the other green snakes.

The white eagle let out a scream, as if it was enraged, its wide wings suddenly vibrated violently, and there seemed to be a typhoon around, and a large piece of pink lotus was bent down, and many lotus leaves were directly torn apart in the sound of bangbang breaking.

Many green snakes were swept away by the wind, and the snake king was also blown around, leaving the pit a little.

The white eagle's claws turned into two black shadows and went straight to the snake egg in the dirt pit.

The snake king was furious, and the blood basin bit directly at the white eagle's claws, and the tail also flicked violently, pumping towards the white eagle's body.

With a loud "bang", the white eagle's wide body was hit out by the snake's tail, a large piece of feathers broke and fell, and the place where it was hit was obviously dented, and the injury was not shallow.

But the claws of the white eagle also broke through the barrier of the snake king, successfully grabbed two snake eggs, and fluttered their wings and flew high.

Yuan Ming was waiting for this moment, and his right hand pinched the trick and pointed out.

More than a dozen lotus stems in the nearby flowers suddenly rose from the ground, becoming longer in the wind, and wrapped around the body of the white eagle like a rope, making it soar.

The Green Snake King was originally extremely angry, but when he saw this scene, he suddenly hissed from his mouth, and the snake body flew upward, taking advantage of the instability of the white eagle's body, and wrapped around its body at once, and even tied one of its wings firmly.

The white eagle was caught off guard and fell to the ground.

The snake king opened his bloody mouth and bit the neck of the white eagle, and other green snakes nearby also pounced.

The white eagle struggled angrily, but unfortunately its wings were imprisoned by the snake king, and with its claws and sharp mouth alone, it couldn't stop so many green snakes, and its body was quickly overwhelmed by the snakes.

When Yuan Ming saw this scene, his face changed slightly.

He intervened with the white eagle in order to let the white eagle be injured by the snakes, so he took the opportunity to subdue it, but he didn't expect the snake king to react so quickly, and he trapped the white eagle in an instant.

If this eagle is allowed to die here, all his wishful thinking will be frustrated.

Yuan Ming pinched the technique, and this time he performed the Wood Thorn Technique.

As soon as there was a "bang" on the ground near the earthen pit, five sharp wooden thorns emerged and stabbed into the group of snakes, forcibly penetrating the bodies of more than a dozen green snakes, and two wooden thorns pierced into the body of the snake king.

The snake king did not expect that there would be an attack at this time, and he screamed in pain, and the snake body that was entangled in the white eagle loosened.

The nearby lotus stems stretched out again, but this time the target was the snake king, entangled in his body.

The white eagle escaped death, and immediately used the blast magic power used before, and its wings flapped rapidly, bringing out the remnants of the Dao Dao.

A violent wind suddenly erupted, shaking all the surrounding green snakes into the air, and the snake king was also fanned several feet away.

The white eagle took the opportunity to flutter its wings and flew into the air with some unsteadyness, fleeing towards the depths of the swamp.

The snake king roared at the white eagle a few times, but did not chase in vain, and the figure of the white eagle quickly disappeared into the mist.

In the flowers not far away, Yuan Ming's figure also disappeared.

The white eagle barely flapped its wings and flew to its nest deep in the swamp.

It often pounces on all kinds of poisonous snakes in the swamp, especially the green spotted snake in the pink lotus bush, and has a certain resistance to snake venom, but this time it fell into the snake group and was bitten by many green spotted poisonous snakes, especially the snake venom of the snake king is even more violent, and the white eagle is sore and soft at the moment, and the flight speed is less than half of the previous one.

The strength of the white eagle is quite high, and the wisdom is already similar to that of ordinary people, and there is a trace of anthropomorphic hatred in his eyes, this time he almost died in the group of green spotted snakes, and when it recovers from its injuries, this revenge will be avenged.

It's just that the abnormal movement of the lotus stem just now is quite strange, and as far as it knows, those green-spotted vipers don't have the ability to manipulate plants and trees.

The white eagle suddenly remembered that before entering the flowers, the monk hiding in the grass was the one who did it?

At this moment, a green shadow flashed in the nearby mist, and a cyan long sword shot out, heading straight for the white eagle's chest.

The white eagle was startled and hurriedly dodged to the side, barely avoiding the blade of the long sword.

The direction of the long sword that should have passed by suddenly turned, as if driven by an invisible hand, and with a "poof" sound, it pierced into one of the wings of the white eagle and penetrated through.

The white eagle flew reluctantly, and its wings were hit hard, and it immediately swooped downward.

Yuan Ming grabbed the incense burner with one hand, and immediately followed the cyan long sword that appeared and chased after him.

When Bai Diao saw Yuan Ming, he was stunned for a moment and then became angry, realizing that the abnormality just now was caused by this person.

Its uninjured wings unfolded, and a blue glow suddenly rose from its surface.

Woohoo!

More than a dozen feathers shot out, emitting a piercing scream, hitting Yuan Ming.

These feathers were not shot out indiscriminately, each of them had a clear target, although there were only a dozen of them, but they blocked all the directions of Yuan Ming's dodge.

Yuan Ming's face sank, and the power of his divine soul sensed the direction of those feathers, and immediately interrupted the exorcism technique.

The blue light on the censer suddenly disappeared, and he fell down with the censer.

The white eagle calculated all the directions that Yuan Ming could move and dodge, but he didn't expect it to fall suddenly, and all the feathers were missed.

Yuan Ming performed the exorcism technique again, and the green light on the incense burner reappeared, stabilizing his body.

The white eagle was shocked and angry, and was about to strike again, when a green shadow shot out from the other side, it was the herring sword, and the sound of "poof" pierced the intact wing.

The two wings of the white eagle were all injured, and they could no longer stabilize their body, so they fell downwards and smashed into a puddle of water, splashing a large splash.

Green light flashed in a bush near the puddle, and branches quickly stretched out, wrapping around the white eagle's body, forming a branch cage in an instant.

The white eagle was furious and struggled to break free.

The strength of this eagle is far greater than that of the previous green snake, the gray fox, and the branch cage is shaking, but the branch cage is much stronger than the previous grass cage, although it sways from side to side, there is no sign of damage.

Yuan Ming floated to the ground from mid-air, came to the white eagle, held down the head of the eagle with one hand, and performed the beast control technique.

Streams of black gas poured out from his palms, as if he had seen the hungry wolves with delicious delicacies, all of which had submerged into the head of the white eagle.

The white eagle's body shook violently, letting out a painful wail, and its body writhed and struggled again.

However, in its current state, this struggle is pointless, and it is impossible to break free from the confines of the cage.

Yuan Ming concentrated on using the beast control technique, and soon a quarter of an hour passed.

The white eagle showed no intention of giving in, and its will to resist seemed to be stronger than before.

Yuan Ming was not surprised, judging from the previous situation with the snake group, the strength of this eagle has definitely reached the first-level level, and it is not so easy to subdue.

It's just that he didn't worry too much, his mana had reached the sixth layer of qi refining, and after the first layer of the Dark Moon Technique was cultivated, the power of the divine soul was far beyond the same level, as long as there was no interference from other external factors, he could barely do it by casting the beast control technique for an hour in a row.

After casting spells for such a long time, it had already surpassed the ability of a Qi Refining Stage cultivator, and Yuan Ming didn't believe that any first-level fierce beast could resist it.

The only thing that needs to be paid attention to is the strength of the spell, don't accidentally destroy the soul of the white eagle, then it will be wasted.

(End of chapter)