Another day passed, and as they moved farther and farther away from the shore, the deep jungle gradually appeared in front of them.

Instead of monotonous black rocks and low shrubs, the landscape began to appear as large expanses of forest, and the ground turned from gravelly loess to black soil piled up with rotting leaves.

Everyone is worthy of being an immortal master, and after running so hard for a few days, everyone is still full of energy and does not show fatigue.

Qian Yunsheng has also rested very well these days, although for ordinary people, it is always easy to encounter all kinds of unimaginable difficulties in the wild.

But for him, who used to be accustomed to using the sky as a bed in Nanban, without the hard work of cultivating the magic bowl and the tension of running blindly to places like Yizhuang at night, these days are the best time for him to rest.

Mu Xueqing looked at the deep dense forest in front of her, did not hesitate, and waved her hand directly: "Let's go!"

Everyone followed one after another, although at first everyone was still wondering if there was any conspiracy or something, but with the itinerary of the past few days, everyone began to feel that they were a little too worried.

Only Qian Yunsheng smiled coldly in his heart, for casual cultivators, hundreds of thousands of spirit stones are enough to buy a life, and even many casual cultivators may fight to death for a few spirit stones.

He really didn't think that his people had such a good life and could get so many spirit stones unharmed.

Therefore, the longer the time dragged on, the more worried Qian Yunsheng became.

Seeing that everyone was thrown into the dense forest, he took a deep breath and followed.

In the dense forest, a pair of blood-red eyes stared at these people who entered the dense forest. From these people, he felt an extremely familiar taste.

That's the taste of the Styx beads.

Seeing that what it had been searching for for many days was in front of it, it rolled its blood-red eyes and licked its lips, and its form disappeared.

In the dense forest, everything is silent. Except for the sight-free trees and lush greenery, it was as if all other sounds had been lost.

A group of people are walking through the woods.

Mu Xueqing took the brunt of stepping on a disc, and the Sanskrit words on the plate surged, leading her forward.

The two stewards had wide robes and sleeves, and they didn't see any treasures, and both of them were on their toes lightly, and they crossed a few feet, as if they were in the wind.

Qian Yunsheng relied on the blue shark boots under his feet, like a floating light, and flew in the air for a period of time with a light movement under his feet. When it was about to fall, it was a little more gentle, and it swooped away.

The others also had their own methods, and one of them, a bearded man, had two talismans on his feet, and he ran as fast as a horse.

The other fisherman-like one was holding a hook, and he saw the hook gently roll up into the trees in the distance, and led him swiftly through the dense forest like a monkey.

One of the most interesting is a man in yellow. He has two wings like the feathers of a monster, and when he flies, he can fly through the forest like a bird by flapping his wings.

Suddenly, there was a warning in everyone's hearts.

A black spike stabbed out of the void for no apparent reason, and from a distance, it looked like the fisherman with the hook shaking his own line and throwing himself at the spike.

Just listen to the sound of "ding".

The fisherman is also experienced and quick to respond. Others couldn't borrow their strength in the air, so they decisively threw the fish hook in their hands.

He didn't care if his most useful weapon was out of his grasp, and with both hands he quickly pulled out a pair of mussel-like shields from the storage bag, wrapped himself in the middle and slammed into the spikes helplessly.

In his imagination, as long as he blocked this sudden blow, he would be able to take advantage of this huge collision and dodge to the side.

Other people also took action, especially Mu Qingxue and the two stewards, who had long known the plan, and already understood that such an abnormality would inevitably occur in the next two days. Therefore, on the surface, they galloped and made all kinds of preparations in advance.

At the moment when the black thorn "Teng" appeared, Mu Xueqing used her divine sense to sense the sharpness of the black thorn, and instantly threw out a huge golden wire net held in her hand.

And the two stewards were not slow, one threw out a light charm, the other threw a thunder talisman, and they both hit there.

These are the things they have prepared, specifically designed to restrain demons.

Qian Yunsheng's reaction was only a little slower than that of the two butlers, and he quickly threw out a seed, and the seed soon grew a flower to wrap him in the center.

The others, including Qin Yu, had just hurriedly sacrificed their defenses.

Just listen to the sound of "Ahhhh

The fisherman, who had thought that he had reacted in a timely manner, and was even a little proud, had secretly breathed a sigh of relief, like a large sugar gourd, crashed into the black spikes without hindrance.

Even the pair of shell-like defensive magic weapons that he was so proud of were pierced like papier-mâché without any effect.

What's even more ironic is that Blackthorn grasped the timing very well, and sent it to Blackthorn as if the old man had automatically crashed into it.

Qian Yunsheng's eyes shrank, the old man's pair of shell spirit tools were already medium-grade spirit tools, and they couldn't even block the blow of the black thorn.

After only seeing a successful blow, the black thorn swooped away. Mu Xueqing's golden net and the talisman of the two stewards who had just flown over were also uselessly hit in the air.

"It's not here!"

Mu Xueqing exclaimed in surprise, and hurriedly mobilized the golden net to turn around and protect herself.

With no trace of the enemy, the scene fell silent for a while, except for the blood of the fisherman lying on the ground, which soaked the soil beneath him.

Qian Yunsheng, who was hiding in the flowers, was also extremely shocked, he imagined a variety of scenarios, but he didn't expect that it was a demon chasing and killing, which made several of the coping methods he had prepared ineffective.

At that moment, a black dot burst out from the corner of his eye from a fragment of a rift between the Three Realms.

Qian Yunsheng almost didn't even have time to react, he subconsciously jumped out of the flower bone wrap quickly, flew over several big trees with his feet, and landed on a treetop.

The moment he flew out, a black thorn emerged from the side of the flower without warning, piercing the flower in an instant. Even when the blackthorn was withdrawn, it withered with pieces of petals.

If it weren't for Qian Yunsheng's quick dodge, this would have allowed him to go to the same fate as the fisherman.

Qian Yunsheng's eyes jumped when he looked at it, fortunately he could see through the boundary, otherwise he would have been poisoned this time.

"He's hiding in a spatial rift!"

At the same time as the black thorn shot at Qian Yunsheng, Mu Xueqing exclaimed. Obviously, she also saw that the other party was piercing through the crack, found the crack fragments around everyone, and made a brazen move.

It was precisely because the demon's body was hiding in the rift that all the others saw was a black thorn stabbing out of the void.

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