"It turns out that Senior Brother Cao is also proficient in the art of earth escape!"

In the rear, Zhao Huaichun's eyes flashed with inspiration, and when he saw Cao Xiu escaping into the earth, he couldn't help but exclaim: "No wonder he dares to sneak into the tribe alone to steal the tokens of ghosts and gods, with this escape technique, he can indeed avoid most of the evil ghosts!" ”

"Earth Escape?"

When the rest of the people heard this, their faces showed surprise and envy: "Senior Brother Cao is so young, can he cultivate such a retreat?" ”

It's no wonder that everyone is like this, it's really because the method of retreat is difficult to learn, and earth escape is the most difficult one to master, let alone escape into the soil as easily as Cao Xiu.

Earth escape is hierarchical, even if ordinary people learn the earth escape technique, they can only use the earth travel vitality to cast it, similar to the flying spell, but the speed is faster.

And if you want to escape the whole body into the ground, it is a deeper earth escape technique.

After all, it is much more difficult to walk in the ground than in the water!

However, once the Earth Escape Technique is cultivated to this realm, it also means that the monk's ability to save his life has greatly increased.

Unless someone who is advanced in the Tao can block the earth's qi, cut off the earth's leylines, or use methods such as fighting cattle across the mountains, it is difficult to truly attack the monks hiding deep underground from the thick earth.

And the barbarians of the wasteland already lack a systematic cultivation method, not to mention that since they believed in ghosts and gods, they were obsessed with the pleasure of being able to obtain power out of thin air as long as they sacrificed, and because they only pursued strength and ignored other ways of growth, of course, there were not many means to restrain the earth.

Even if there were, it would not be within the reach of the tribes on the outskirts of the wasteland.

Therefore, the disciples did not have any worries about Cao Xiu's action of infiltrating the ghost wolf department alone.

It's just that they don't know that in fact, Cao Xiu's confidence is even greater than they think.

Even if he was found by the ghosts roaming the tribe, he wouldn't worry about anything.

Because his incarnation outside his body was originally made of zombie sacrifice, although he could not fully exert the strength of the incarnation, but with the grade of a golden corpse, he could casually release some momentum, which was enough to frighten ordinary evil ghosts.

Not to mention that in his treasure map cave sky, there is also a female ghost Bai Li'er of the Divine Realm.

Bai Li'er's realm is certainly not as good as the golden corpse, but with her grade, ordinary ghosts don't dare to get close to her, let alone explore where she is.

So Cao Xiu had no fear in his heart.

Fleeing underground under the coercion of the golden corpse incarnation, he was still a little cautious at first, lest he attract the attention of the ghost.

But soon, Cao Xiu found that his caution was a little redundant.

Because most of the ghosts who wander around are not of high grade, and they like to find tents without the protection of ghosts, and go in to find living people to take a breath of yang energy.

Or they gather around the animals of the tribe and suck the essence of blood.

These ghosts won't be bored and drill underground, that's what zombies like to do!

So Cao Xiu quickly went to the depths of the tribe and stopped in front of the altar.

It's not that he doesn't want to go on, it's that the entire altar exudes a strange power, which is not very strong, but it also makes it impossible for him to escape into it.

So Cao Xiu stopped his body and released his divine sense to probe the surroundings.

He found that the ghosts and ghosts would actively avoid them when they walked nearby, and none of them dared to approach the altar, which made him feel much more relieved.

Looking up, the white bone wolf's head was still enshrined above the altar.

It's just that after losing the sacrifice, the wolf's head at this time has fallen silent, and it doesn't seem to be anything unusual.

Cao Xiu, just in case, did not dare to escape from the ground, let alone rashly ascend to the altar.

If they are discovered by those powerful ghosts, it will be okay, with the two ghost powerhouses of the Golden Corpse Incarnation and Bai Lian'er, they can still deter them for a while.

But if he ascended the altar and was instinctively thought by the ghosts and gods that the barbarians had sent sacrifices again, he was afraid that he might not be able to escape!

Although he didn't get out of the ground, Cao Xiu still had a way.

A thread of true yuan silk gently poked out between his fingers, and slowly burrowed out of the ground like an earthworm, extending along the altar.

The silk thread then clings to the wolf's head.

He originally wanted to thread the silk thread into the eye socket of the skeleton wolf's head, but the moment he touched the eye socket, he instinctively felt a little uneasy, so he quickly stopped his movements.

I vaguely felt that there was danger hidden inside the white bone wolf head, and if I poked the true yuan silk thread into my eye socket, I was afraid that it would alarm the other party.

So he groaned slightly, and didn't try to probe the silk thread into the mouth and ear holes of the white bone wolf's head, and directly wound the wolf's head layer by layer from the outside, like a spring silkworm cocoon tied up a knot.

Then he pulled it lightly and found that the wolf head did not resist, so he relieved himself and ripped the white bone wolf head off the altar with the true yuan silk thread.

And at the moment when the white bone wolf head left the altar, the white wolf head seemed to be awakened, as if someone had been suddenly dragged into the ice and snow by me from the warmth.

The wolf's eyes emitted a fierce red glow, and a divine thought came out: "Who dares to move me to distract ......"

"Smack!"

Before the words in the divine thought could be finished, he was slapped to the ground by a large hand with a pale golden light.

Then with a big hand, he pulled the white bone wolf's head into the depths of the ground, and then he was quickly pasted on the door of his head by a spirit talisman from Cao Xiu's quick eyes.

The grade of this spirit rune is nothing compared to the level of ghosts and gods, but there is only an insignificant wisp of soul division in the white bone wolf's head, which is equivalent to a connecting coordinate, and before being sacrificed or summoned, it is difficult to break through the confinement of the ghost suppression talisman with the power of this soul alone.

However, the aura released by the white bone wolf head before was enough to alarm many barbarians.

Especially those terrible ghosts who were wandering around, when they found that the white bone wolf head had left the altar and was taken out of thin air, they panicked and flew around, and their host was awakened by the chirping ghost.

In an instant, the entire ghost wolf department became lively, and countless disheveled barbarians walked out of the tent in a daze.

Before they could react, they saw a little spark fly into the air and explode into a flaming lotus!

"Senior Brother Cao has succeeded!"

Outside the tribe, Shen Xuan was overjoyed when he saw this scene: "Everyone, the tokens of the barbarians communicating with the ghosts and gods have been taken away, and when will they wait if they don't make a move!" ”

As soon as the words fell, all the disciples immediately agreed, and then rushed towards the ghost wolf tribe from all directions according to the previous plan.

At the same time, almost all the disciples had spell aura in their hands, and one after another spells manifested flames, thunder, giant trees, winds, and other scenes, and shot towards the tribe in front.

Almost instantly, half of the tribe fell into the scope of the spell shroud.

Although the magic power of these disciples is actually not too strong, there is no problem in using them against these barbarians.

Even if those elite ghost wolf warriors manifested the ghost tattoos on their bodies and manipulated the ghosts to carry them, they couldn't block a few spells.

Soon, the entire tribe was in a state of scuffle and panic.

"Roar!"

The ghost wolf patriarch roared, tore the tent with his bare upper body, rushed out with a huge mace, and burst a fire spell with a stick, roaring to gather the clansmen to deal with the incoming enemy!