I saw a rat in the swarm, more than twice as large as the others, with black and shiny fur and sharp claws like hooks, and was obviously the leader of these mice.

The Rat King's small and ferocious blood-red eyes stared at Lin Qingxuan, and suddenly, he rushed towards him, turning into a black light, which was mixed with several tiny rays of light, which were its sharp claws!

Lin Qingxuan's figure shook slightly, and he moved half a foot sideways, and at the same time, the small sword in his hand drew a sharp cold light, slashing towards the black light.

Just listen to the sound of "ding!"!

The rat king was slashed away by Lin Qingxuan's sword, fell out of a few zhang away, and immediately fell to the ground motionless, fainting.

Lin Qingxuan was secretly speechless: "This rat king's claws are actually so hard! If this is caught on the body, then it will be worth it?" rushed up and slashed at its body with a sword!

The rat king felt a mortal threat, his closed little eyes suddenly opened, and in an instant, one of them turned over and jumped up, rushing towards a hole!

"This rat king will still pretend to be dead!"

Lin Qingxuan was taken aback, but he didn't slack off, chanting a spell in his mouth, and the bell shook towards the rat king.

The rat king had already been injured, and neither his speed nor agility was as good as before. Its body suddenly froze in mid-air, and then it fell straight down, and then it really passed out.

Those little mice have been killed by Lin Qingxuan so scared, and when he sees that the Rat King is not his opponent, what kind of righteousness will the rats talk about?

Lin Qingxuan didn't care about them, the sword was handed over to his left hand, and his right hand slapped the storage bag in his arms, and a seed of iron vine was held in his hand.

He pinched a spell and performed the "Winding Technique", a green light flashed in his palm, and with a flick of his finger, the seed flew out, and in a blink of an eye, it grew up, twisted and coiled into a cage, and locked the Rat King inside.

Lin Qingxuan lifted the cage and walked towards the bottom of the cave, sensing the aura along the way, stopping and stopping, knocking and beating, and soon put several spirit stones in the storage bag.

Just when he was proud, the rat king slowly woke up, his blood-red eyes turned a few times, and he found that he was already in prison, and suddenly said: "The immortal spares his life!"

The incident happened suddenly, Lin Qingxuan was suddenly startled, almost threw the cage out, and asked sharply: "What kind of monster are you?

The rat king laughed and said, "The little one is just an ordinary rat generation! If the immortal spares my life, the little one is willing to take the immortal to dig the spirit stone, and he can have as much as he wants!"

Lin Qingxuan had already calmed down at this time, and said with a slight smile: "Can I dig the spirit stone? I can do it myself, where can I use you to be courteous? You have eaten so many people, you said that if I handed you over to those seedlings, would they peel you and cramp you? Or boil and roast you?"

Hearing this, the Rat King was immediately frightened and shouted again and again: "Immortals spare their lives! Those people are not killed by the little ones, and the little ones never eat human flesh!"

Lin Qingxuan snorted and shouted, "Isn't it who you are?"

The rat king had no choice but to honestly explain the truth.

It turned out that the Rat King was actually a rare treasure hunting rat, and his best skill was to find all kinds of spiritual objects. It often feeds on all kinds of spiritual grass and spiritual fruits, and the spiritual energy has absorbed a lot, and it has actually opened its spiritual wisdom and can hear people's words.

This time, it came to the Spirit Stone Cave because it found a rare treasure in the cave, the thousand-year-old spirit milk.

The thousand-year-old spiritual milk was originally born of the essence of the spiritual vein, and the stone shell on the outside was extremely hard, but the stone milk hidden in the inner core was a rare treasure in the world.

As long as ordinary people take one mouthful, they can live to be more than 100 years old, and they are still childish, walking like flying.

Moreover, that thousand-year-old spiritual milk is a rare attributeless treasure, no matter what kind of spiritual root cultivators can enjoy, if you can drink a sip, it is better than many elixirs, it can be worth years of penance!

When Lin Qingxuan heard this, he couldn't help but feel hot in his heart, and asked again and again, "Where is the thousand-year-old spirit milk?"

The treasure hunter smiled bitterly and said, "If the little one has already got it, what are you still doing in this hole?"

There is a dark river next to the thousand-year-old spiritual milk, and the little subordinates used to go to that river to catch fish and eat. Later, a demon snake came out of the river, and he didn't dare to approach. Those people were eaten by the demon snake, and the little subordinates just picked up a little bit of leak!"

Lin Qingxuan hurriedly asked again: "What kind of demon snake is it?"

The treasure hunting mouse said: "The little one has seen it a few times from afar, and the demon snake is afraid that it is the thickness of a bucket, eight feet long, and infinitely powerful, if it is entangled, I am afraid that my life will not be guaranteed!"

It then smiled flatteringly: "However, with the above immortal methods, killing the demon snake is a piece of cake!"

Lin Qingxuan snorted and said, "You lead the way honestly, if I can get the thousand-year-old spirit milk in my hands, it will naturally be indispensable for your benefits! If you dare to play some tricks, you just wait to turn it into barbecue!"

The treasure hunter rat nodded again and again, and said with a sneer: "Yes, yes, yes, the little one leads the way! Shangxian, please go to the hole on the left, it won't be far away!"

Lin Qingxuan walked cautiously for about half an hour, and he had already gone deep into the ground.

I saw that the front suddenly opened up, revealing a hall more than ten zhang square. The hall was about five or six zhang high, and the top of the cave was densely packed with inverted and sharp conical stone pillars.

Many stalactites are dripping down, and many stalagmites that have been formed over the years are erected on the ground.

In the middle of the many stalagmites, there is a pointed stalagmite more than one zhang high and about six or seven feet in diameter, glowing with soft fluorescence, illuminating the entire hall clearly.

At the bottom of the cave, another dark river is gurgling through, and I don't know how far and deep it is.

Lin Qingxuan gently put down the rat cage, held the bell in his left hand and the small sword in his right hand, searched carefully left and right, and cautiously walked towards the stalagmite.

As soon as he got a few steps closer, he heard a few "hiss" sounds, and a huge snake had swam out of the water.

I saw that on the top of the head of the giant snake, there was a shiny single horn, the goose egg-sized eyes were faintly shining with fluorescence, and the blood-red snake letter was more than a meter long, constantly expanding and making a strange sound of "hissing".

Lin Qingxuan immediately recited the incantation, and the bell shook at the snake's head.

But he saw that the giant snake suddenly arched its body, jumped forward, opened its bloody mouth, and bit him.

Lin Qingxuan was taken aback suddenly, hurriedly tiptoed a little, and avoided it like lightning, only then did he remember: "Snakes are all deaf, and they can't hear sounds! What am I doing ringing the bell?"

With a wave of the small sword in his right hand, he slashed at the seven inches of the giant snake. Unexpectedly, it only caused a spark to fly around, and even the snakeskin could not be cut!

At this moment, the treasure hunter rat suddenly shouted: "Be careful, the fairy! That small white spot under the neck of the demon snake is its weak point!