I took her storage ring, and she didn't have the slightest defensive weapon on her body, so she could only resist with a long sword.

In the face of the dwarves like a tide, she couldn't beat them, she couldn't escape, and she finally lost this place.

I attacked alone, and the other three defended, and I played with ease.

Layers of charred dwarven corpses emerge all around us.

Mo Qianqian's eyes widened in shock, almost in disbelief, "Mr. Zhuge , how much spiritual power is stored in your body!?"

"According to your usage, even if it is the peak of qi refining, the power will have long been exhausted!"

I said, "Your cultivation method is equivalent to making a hole in your body and stuffing the power between heaven and earth into it."

"Because in the desolate realm, the spiritual power between heaven and earth is more abundant, and your cultivation speed is faster, and the power of your moves is greater."

"My cultivation is to open a channel within my body to connect the outside world with heaven and earth."

"In the case that my body can withstand it, and my strength is not too much, my strength is theoretically inexhaustible."

Thunder and flames are natural nemesis for demon beasts.

When a group of dwarves didn't work, they began to try to break through the defenses.

Li Wenjuan and Mo Qianqian joined forces, and the condensed defense force was extremely strong.

Tens of thousands of dwarves were consumed, and they finally began to learn to retreat, baring their teeth and roaring at us.

Rustle Rustle –

The dwarves burrowed into the trees and disappeared without a trace.

Sure the dwarves couldn't hurt us, I picked up the carriage and summoned the Bone Spirit Horse again.

Fortunately, the carriage was made of thousand-year-old gloomy wood, otherwise it would have become a piece of broken wood if it fell so hard just now.

I used my fingertips to stain the blood on the ground and drip it into the compass.

"The aura of Guanzi has not dissipated, she can still be saved, but I don't have to hurry."

The carriage headed southwest, and along the way there was a path made by small footprints, which was supposed to have been left by the dwarves.

The further you go, the more dwarves there are.

When they saw the carriage, they swept away their previous ferocious posture and swooped into the jungle to hide.

Liu Qing'er was a little worried, "Mr. Zhuge , it looks like there is their lair ahead."

"If we rush there, will we meet more and more powerful dwarves?"

"No, it won't."

I said categorically, "I've probably sensed it in the battle."

"Demon beasts like dwarves can't be cultivated, and their strength is only related to age." ap.

"The strongest dwarf, the strength is equivalent to two levels of qi refining."

"A low-level demon beast like this may be a threat to ordinary monks."

"For me, killing one and killing 10,000 is just a matter of time."

About twenty miles on, the carriage came to a huge cave.

A group of dwarves scrambled out of the burrow like snakes and scorpions.

The cave is more than ten meters in diameter, and the closer you go, the more you can smell a pungent stench in the air.

The ground is littered with animal droppings, and various forms of traces indicate that it was once a gathering place for many creatures.

We walked cautiously, about a mile or so, and the rocks beneath our feet turned to soil.

Along the sides of the cave, I saw the transplanted spirit flowers, spirit grass, and spirit fruits.

These plants are alive and well, their leaves shimmering with a faint aura, creating an oasis of mystery and tranquility in this desolate cave.

The medicinal fragrance dispels the smell of feces, which is particularly refreshing.

I couldn't help but sigh, "It's really rare for this group of monkey-like things to maintain spiritual flowers and plants."

The value of these plants on the ground is not high, but if they are put together, it is sky-high!

It just so happened that I was missing a batch

Alchemy materials, that's it!

I opened up a couple of empty storage rings, attached them to the dirt, and put them in the storage rings!

Mo Qianqian was even more pleased, "With these, we are sure to win!"

Li Wenjuan said disdainfully, "Do you still need these?"

"Later, you go and make up for the half-dead Guanzizi, even if you take a stone out, it's a sure win."

Mo Qianqian held the long sword and seemed to hesitate.

Holding the compass in my hand, I continued in the direction indicated by the pointer.

After about ten minutes of travel, a huge stone pillar blocked the way.

On the back of the stone pillar, blood was dripping and dripping.

The compass hands return to calm, proving that Guanzi is located behind the stone pillar.

I stepped back three meters, vigilantly bypassing the stone pillar, and finally saw Guanzi.

She was tied to the stone pillar with ropes woven by vines, and blood seeped from the stubble on her neck.

In the center of the neck, a smooth incision was cut, and a small red tree three feet long was planted on it.

The sapling of the small tree, tightly rooted in the muscles and veins of her neck, the roots entangled together, greedily sucking her vital energy.

Each tiny root is like a straw of life, mercilessly extracting her vitality.

The wind blew and the leaves rattled, revealing the red school flowers blooming inside.

The petals of the small flowers have a deep red sheen and a fishy-sweet smell, like a flame burning in a quiet cave.

"She...... Is she dead!?" Liu Qing'er stammered and asked.

Mo Qianqian was too frightened to approach, Li Wenjuan was quite bold, and after taking a closer look, she shook her head in disappointment.

"It's hopeless."

"This group of dwarves that are lacking, the saplings planted can absorb the essence of human life, and at the same time connect with the soul."

"When the flowers fall and bear fruit, Guanzi will be sucked dry."

"When we uproot the trees, we can regenerate the body with its powerful self-healing power, but the annihilation of the soul cannot be avoided."

Mo Qianqian is right.

If there are no accidents, Guan Zizi is already a living dead.

Li Wenjuan leaned in and asked, "Demon girl, for the sake of your peers, do you have any last words?"

The view that has lost its head is still extremely tenacious.

With her fingers dipped in blood, she struggled to write on the stone wall: corpses, destroy, don't leave them to demon beasts.

Li Wenjuan clasped her hands around her chest, and her tone was quite disdainful, "You don't care about your reputation when you're alive, but you're afraid of being tarnished when you're dead, you're really a weirdo."

"Okay, I'll ......."

I pulled Li Wenjuan aside, "Don't get in the way of me doing things."

I stretched out my hand and gently grasped the trunk of the small tree, and the Dao Yun in my palm wrapped it whole.

The blooming flower, which gradually shrinks into a flower bone, eventually disappears from the branches.

The whole tree also begins to grow in reverse, turning into a seedling little by little, and finally turning into a seed.

It draws on the power of contemplation and spits it back little by little.