Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Guardian in the Miasma
"Huh!"
'Zhen' stabbed Su Xing's body with a sword like a leisurely walk, his face was gentle, and his eyes were cold. He was muttering to himself, as if he was thinking, and he didn't take Su Xing to heart at all.
"Death is death, and I wasted two pills. Who's going to pick the 'ghost fruit' for me? ”
Looking at Su Xing, who was struggling to avoid his own sword, he felt the fluctuation of his aura, and muttered:
"You can't, it's all rubbish."
"Is there only one way to try the legend?"
"Huh!"
Another sword stabbed away.
When Su Xing was dodging with all his strength, his feet suddenly tightened, and a shadow wrapped around his feet like substance.
"Whew!"
A sword pierced Su Xing's heart!
The grass and trees froze, as if they had been hit hard, and the shadows under their feet seemed to be gradually expanding, like a swamp about to trap Su Xing in it.
"Huh?" The 'truth' who had never looked at Su Xing suddenly let out a doubt.
"Roar!!"
In the next second, an extremely angry and anxious roar came from the miasma.
A blue light was like a powerful long-range juju, and it rushed towards 'Zhen' without hesitation with an afterimage.
'Zhen' pulled it out, but he didn't pull out the bone sword in the wooden body, and between the lightning and flint, he could only retreat in a hurry and dodge the blow.
It's the little monkey king!
He anxiously looked at Su Xing, who was hit by the sword in his heart, and his roar actually carried a trace of sadness.
Then he turned around and rushed towards 'Zhen' desperately, biting his teeth, tearing his claws, scratching his feet, and banging his head, frantically attacking the other party at any cost.
"The coat is already so dark?" 'Zhen' lost the bone sword, but still did not panic at all, using the ubiquitous shadow to pull the body of the little monkey king, and easily dodge the opponent's attack.
At the same time, a short bone spur was born in the palm again.
Soon, there were many more wounds on the little monkey king's body, and he was drenched in blood.
A shadow wrapped around the little monkey king's calf again, and according to the predetermined trajectory, the tripped little monkey king's shoulder was about to hit the bone spur in the hand of 'true'.
But the little monkey king suddenly flashed blue, and the restraint of the dark shadow seemed to have lost its effectiveness, and he scratched it with one claw.
"Dang!"
The monkey's paw touched a bone spur, causing a large spark to splash.
And the little monkey king's steel-like claws slid down against the bone spurs, and with a "swish", he cut three shallow wounds on the chest of 'Zhen'.
So far in the battle, 'Ma' is finally injured!
'Really' glanced lightly at the crazy green ape in front of him:
"Inspired a trace of natal power?"
"If you really try that method, you may become the last dry bone in front of the throne of the gods."
He glanced at the apes that were approaching around him, and the wooden giants that seemed to move in the distance.
'True' jumped two steps back, quickly blended into the shadows, and disappeared like that.
The little monkey king lost his opponent and searched anxiously in the forest, tearing the trees with his paws, as if he was ready to choose a direction to chase after him.
Suddenly, a soft drink froze him!
"Little Monkey King!"
The familiar shout immediately stopped him and turned to run in the direction of the wooden man.
On Su Xing's side, he slowly pulled out the bone sword that was stabbed in the heart.
Kika's body gradually returned to its original state, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
For monks, the heart is likewise an Achilles' heel.
However, his grass and tree body has become small.
Part of the body can be completely woodened in one breath!
Avoid weaknesses.
If it weren't for that, I'm afraid it would have been a lot of bad luck just now.
I didn't expect 'true' to oppress me so much. It is true that there is a hint of confidence in pretending to be 'Mai' to assassinate the other party just now, but the opportunity cannot be missed, he does not regret what he should have taken the risk, but he will be more careful next time.
glanced at the little monkey king covered in blood in front of him, and his eyes revealed natural joy. Su Xing touched the other party's round head, and a Fusang aura crossed over to heal the wounds of the two.
His eyes were wary of the direction in which 'Zhen' left, and around him, nearly a hundred blue-faced apes had already guarded him.
It seems that no matter how many means the other party has, it is only the eighth layer of Qi training, and it is definitely impossible to defeat so many blue-faced apes in a head-to-head battle.
After recuperating from his injuries, Su Xing remained cautious and acted with the blue-faced ape group at all times.
Soon, the night passed, but he never found any trace of the 'true', and it seemed that the other party had disappeared.
However, he gradually realized that something was wrong.
The circle of activity is narrowed again!
If the area where the blue-faced ape was active before, it was roughly compared to a radius of twenty miles.
Then now the range of activity of the Aoki ape is compressed, which is equivalent to only a radius of ten or five miles!
There was no ape group led by the Monkey King in the periphery, so Su Xing could only follow the Little Monkey King to continue to explore inside.
Until...... He gradually saw a hint of color!
A sturdy green-faced ape was like a fish in water in the white miasma, and it was the first to rush into the miasma with a hint of colorful color.
Next second!
"Roar!!"
A terrible cry rang out.
The green-faced ape jumped back from the miasma on one by one, rolling on the ground in pain, and frantically clutching at its own flesh.
At the same time, the white fur on its body gradually turned black, and the skin and flesh gradually corroded, and there was no sign of stopping.
All the monkeys were frightened, and Su Xing walked forward quickly, using Fusang's spiritual power to pour in for treatment.
The injury was suddenly somewhat relieved, but the green-faced ape had just scratched frantically, and had already scratched out several fatal wounds, and he was no longer alive.
"Snort."
A bone sword is plunged into the monkey's throat.
There was silence in the field.
Su Xing helped it end its last pain, pulled out the bone sword, and it didn't even drop blood. The bone sword was slightly longer than the forearm, like gold and jade, glowing with cold light.
Putting away the bone sword, Su Xing found that something was wrong.
The little monkey king was a little quiet from the beginning.
Su Xing looked at it, and it looked at the colorful mist in a daze, as if it remembered something.
"Roar, roar, roar!"
In the colorful mist, I suddenly remembered the howls that belonged to the two blue-faced apes!
"Bang bang bang!"
The sound of a violent crash of flesh sounded, and the mist churned.
Is there any living creature in this fog?
I saw that between the fluctuations of the colorful fog, two monkey shadows faintly appeared in front of me, and they were in a fierce struggle.
Strangely, both monkey shadows were a little uncoordinated in their movements.
Are they suffering from the corrosive effects of this miasma?
Su Xing frowned.
Suddenly, the left paw of a monkey figure suddenly hung down weakly in the air, as if the fascia had been corroded to the point that it had lost its support for the muscles.
The other monkey shadow seized the opportunity and stabbed the opponent into the heart with one claw, lifting the opponent up, tearing it in half, and falling down.
The corpse fell, and Su Xing noticed that there was actually a deep hole below.
The two monkey shadows seem to be fighting on a stone bridge in a deep cave.
"Roar!"
The victor provoked on the stone bridge.
The little monkey king seemed to be a little restless, as if he would rush in at any moment.
Fortunately, Su Xing Fusang's aura calmed the other party's impulse in time.
But in the thick miasma next to the little monkey king, there was suddenly a roar that seemed to respond!
The miasma stirred, and Su Xing found that there was another group of blue-faced apes led by the Monkey King next to the Little Monkey King!
Through the thick miasma, Su Xing may not be able to feel the other party. But with the little monkey king's sense of smell, he must have discovered the other party a long time ago.
However, being so close, the two who would have fought to the death when they met coexisted peacefully, waiting for the outcome of the battle in the colorful miasma.
It was as if the contract circulating in the bloodline of some blue-faced ape stipulated that they would awaken together at this moment.
"Roar!"
The challenger was likewise blue-haired and rushed into the miasma.
Soon, a pained look appeared on the monkey's face, and the green hair gradually began to corrode and darken.
But the speed is much slower than that of the average white-haired blue-faced ape.
It roared, jumped onto the stone bridge, and wrestled with the defenders.
It stands to reason that the defenders have endured more corrosion in the miasma, and should not be the enemy of several combinations.
But strangely, the two couldn't tell the difference for a while.
Su Xing's brows furrowed, looking at this scene, he had this feeling, everything in front of him was the handwriting of the man named 'Zhen'.
If someone looks down from above the ape forest at this time, remove the miasma.
You will find that the two monkey kings fighting on the stone bridge are the center.
The surrounding group of monkeys was gradually guided by a black-robed man to the vicinity of the colorful miasma.
As soon as they saw the colorful miasma and the stone bridge, the monkeys seemed to forget the existence of the black-robed man, and followed the memories of some ancient bloodline, and crouched down on the periphery.
Among them, the green haired monkey king was engrossed in watching the two figures fighting in the midfield.
Restless, restless, and full of longing.