In the dense forest in the valley, Mo Xiaolou had been tortured by the black-spine centipede for half an hour, and due to the intense consumption for a long time, there was not much pure yang power left in his body.

Feeling that the time had come, the black-spine centipede thought about it, and those water arrows that were revolving around Mo Xiaolou suddenly stopped attacking, and quickly gathered in one place, forming a huge black fist.

"Boy, you punched me nine times before, and now I'll give you one punch back!"

Seeing the huge black fist attacking, Mo Xiaolou cried in his heart, in this case, there was not much pure yang power left in his body, and in order to defend against the previous water arrows, he had already dispersed the power around his body to provide protection, and now he suddenly had to face such a powerful blow, and his remaining strength was simply stretched.

"Boom~!"

The black fist shadow slammed down from above, and Mo Xiaolou tried his best to concentrate all the remaining golden runes on the top of his head in an instant.

Although he used his last strength to resist the black water, Mo Xiaolou was still shocked and flew upside down, smashing the ground into a large crater of nearly ten meters, and the shock wave generated by the impact broke all the trees within a radius of 100 meters.

In the deep pit, Mo Xiaolou was lying on his back, a large amount of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and the immortal armor around him was already in tatters.

"Oops, there's no spiritual power anymore. ”

The heavy blow just now, if it weren't for the immortal armor, I'm afraid he would have died. The moment he came into contact with the black water, the runes that existed in the bloodline had already drained the spiritual power in his body, and now even raising his hand would feel extremely difficult.

Seeing that Mo Xiaolou had lost his combat effectiveness, the black-ridged centipede began to carefully look around with his divine sense, and just now it felt that someone had been following him, which was why he didn't quickly solve Mo Xiaolou.

Through the breath, it can feel that the other party's strength is not below itself, this person doesn't know what the relationship is with Mo Xiaolou, in case he kills Mo Xiaolou, he is afraid that the other party will suddenly attack. It's better to drain this kid's spiritual power first, so that he can't move, and then test it.

After a few moments, it finally locked its consciousness onto a giant tree not far away. I saw a little white wolf lying on the trunk of the tree, and the little guy was looking at him leisurely.

"It turned out to be it!"

The black-ridged centipede recognized the little fellow, and that was nineteen years ago, when he was meditating in the swamp, when suddenly, a huge aura fell from the sky.

At that time, it had been promoted to a ninth-level demon beast, equivalent to a Jindan stage cultivator among human beings, but under the shroud of this aura, its body trembled, and even had an urge to crawl under the other party's feet.

Driven by curiosity, the black-ridged centipede secretly poked its head out of the swamp, only to see a young man in white slowly falling, still holding a wolf cub in his arms.

With the other party's cultivation, it is impossible not to be aware of his existence, but the young man has never glanced at this side, maybe in his heart, he is a little reptile.

Since that day, the little wolf has been living in the dense forest, and during this time, the black-ridged centipede has discovered that this little creature is not simple, not only is it extremely fast, but also likes to eat the power of pure yang.

Before the arrival of the little wolf, there were a large number of sun-seeking rabbits living in this valley, as the name suggests, this rabbit foraged for the spirit grass in the forest, and then transformed the spirit of the grass and trees between heaven and earth into pure yang power, and stored it in the body. Now preyed on by wolf cubs, this large population is on the verge of extinction.

"Why has this guy been secretly observing this kid? Could it be that he wants to prey on the power of pure yang? No, this kid often haunts the forest, if this is the case, with the little wolf's cultivation, the bones he ate would have been gone. ”

Don't look at the black-ridged centipede as a ferocious demon beast, but its mind is extremely detailed, thinking of that terrifying young man in white, who would put a demon beast with a powerful bloodline in the martial arts arena of Kun Cangzong...... Could it be... That young man has a lot to do with this kid?

After pondering for a moment, the black-ridged centipede became more and more sure of its judgment.

"If that's the case, find out!"

At this moment, Mo Xiaolou, who was lying at the bottom of the pit, was extremely anxious, and there was no spiritual power in his dantian to mobilize, so he could only lie here and wait for death to come.

Sure enough, there was a rustling sound on the ground, and Mo Xiaolou was horrified to find that a large number of small black centipedes had appeared at the edge of the deep pit, and these centipedes were crawling towards him along the wall.

Mo Xiaolou found that these guys were all made of black liquid condensation, but he didn't expect that the ability of the black-spine centipede to mimic the incarnation had reached such a point.

Mo Xiaolou closed his eyes, after going through so much, he didn't expect that he was going to die today, his opponent was far superior to himself in terms of cultivation and skills, and he was convinced of the loss.

Mo Xiaolou did not regret saving Situ Jing, after all, that was the first throbbing in his heart, as early as that night seven years ago, he had also hoped that someone could stand in front of him and his mother.

A ray of golden sunlight shot into the deep pit and shone on his face, Mo Xiaolou felt a burst of warmth, in this short life, although no one stood behind him to resist the wind and rain for him, but no one could be in front of him, covering the bright sun.

The next moment, the sunlight in the pit began to spread in a rippled manner, and all the centipedes that touched the light pattern were scattered into tiny water droplets, and finally absorbed without a trace.

Mo Xiaolou lay down for a long time and didn't see those centipedes attacking him, and when he opened his eyes, he was shocked to find that the black centipedes that covered the pit walls before had disappeared.

"How can this be.... The big black guy out there won't be any ingenuity to torture himself!"

"Smack"

As if something had fallen on his chest, Mo Xiaolou looked down and saw a small white stone on his broken immortal armor.

"What is this?"

Mo Xiaolou struggled to hold the stone in his hand and sent it to his eyes to take a closer look.

This is a piece of crystal clear white jade, warm in his hand, there are wisps of golden light circulating, it is beautiful in a flash, this feeling is extremely familiar to him, it is the power of pure yang.

Mo Xiaolou's mind moved, and a majestic pure yang power quickly entered his body, and the rune spell that had been stopped was like an engine filled with gasoline, and immediately ran wildly.

"It's... Unexpectedly..."

Mo Xiaolou was surprised to find that such a small piece of warm jade contained so much pure yang power.

But at this moment, it was a matter of life and death, and he couldn't think much about it, so he immediately used enough spiritual power and rose to the sky at the bottom of the pit, seeing that the black-spine centipede was stunned in the distance, he hurriedly flew away to the other side.

"I've given you enough opportunities today, since you don't kill me, don't blame the master for running away. ”

Everything that happened just now was too weird, and until now, Mo Xiaolou only knew that he had picked up a life in a daze.