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Seeing this, the other scattered cultivators stopped their movements and looked over here, from just now to now, only less than a few people in the palm of their hands could catch the Blood Grass Fruit, and the success rate was too low.

As for Qingzhou, in the soil that has been dug up, he can catch a blood grass fruit, which can't help but make people think that this is his luck.

"It must have been **** lucky. ”

"How is it possible? A few broken threads can catch the Blood Grass Fruit. ”

Seeing the results of Qingzhou, the cultivators immediately moved, and also took out their own silk mesh magic weapons, wanting to dig up the blood grass fruit from the soil as well.

Qingzhou finished tidying up, and then walked to another abandoned place, the blood grass is very fragile, the grass roots can't stay on the ground for too long, otherwise it will wither in an instant, and the large grass roots here have been turned up, and they have lost their original bright red color and become yellow.

There were still a few earthworm-like taproot whiskers remaining in the pit, which had obviously been pinched off by someone, thus losing the trace of the blood scarlet fruit.

With the movement of his ten fingers, ten white wire nets shot into the soil, slowly opening deep into the ground, and with the first success, Qing Zhou knew that there was no difference between catching the blood grass fruit and catching the fish, it was to rely on patience.

The divine consciousness is attached to the white silk net, as long as the blood grass fruit collides, the divine consciousness will be triggered, and Qingzhou enters the mana for the first time, and the mana contracts the silk net, and the blood grass fruit is inside the pocket, and it can no longer escape.

Qingzhou's eyes were closed, and the mountain breeze was blowing in his face, seemingly closing his eyes to recuperate, but he was always cautious, and his consciousness did not let go of any slight movement.

Here Qingzhou is preparing, and the surrounding cultivators also began to move, they took out all kinds of silk nets, some are black wires, some are rattan nets, but the methods of the scattered cultivators are different from those of Qingzhou, they are completely rough and simple, the wire nets are put into the ground, and then they grab it violently, shake the soil off, and see if they have caught the blood grass fruit.

In this way, the entire mountain was filled with black smoke and miasma, the soil was splashed everywhere, and the blood grass bushes were destroyed even more, but none of the loose cultivators could catch the blood grass fruit.

"This time it's two. ”

Qingzhou's ears were noisy, but he concentrated his attention, feeling the movement of the white silk net, and suddenly there were two tremors, respectively in different directions, knowing that there was a big fish on the hook, and immediately ten fingers output mana.

The wire mesh tightened suddenly, Qing Zhou's arms were forced, and the white wire mesh broke through the soil, and two red lights were flying inside, and as the soil continued to shake off, it finally quieted Xiali, revealing two bright red bird heads.

"Why did he catch it again?"

A loose cultivator shook the big net in his hand, and the dirt was scattered on the ground, but there was no trace of the blood grass fruit.

These loose cultivators don't know how to use silk nets, so not only do they not catch the blood grass fruit, but they also break the taproot whiskers, and the blood grass fruit soil escapes, making it even more difficult to find.

The rest of the scattered cultivators also looked at Qing Zhou, thoughtfully guessing the secret of his success, and suddenly someone suddenly realized.

"Go find the big pit that was dug up, where there are broken roots, and the blood grass fruit will move around. The self-confessed clever Sanxiu shouted.

So these scattered cultivators rushed to gather around the big pit, and the speed surprised Qingzhou.

Seeing that the big pit was occupied, Qingzhou had to go to the intact blood grass bushes to go to the net, and there were still blood grass fruits left here that had not broken the taproot, and the success rate was even greater.

The silk mesh drilled into the ground, and Qing Zhou used his divine sense to detect that there was just a bloody grass fruit underground, although it was led by the taproot, but it was wandering around, so he skillfully opened the silk net.

At the moment when he was about to tighten the wire net, Qing Zhou suddenly found that the wire net moved suddenly, and it turned out to be another Blood Grass Fruit, with broken roots, escaping here, just throwing itself into the net.

So this net was unearthed, and once again brought the record of two blood grass fruits to Qingzhou, and the scattered cultivation around them was numb, and then they dug desperately.

The stimulated cultivators became more and more frenzied, and some of them lost patience and even took out their magic weapons and bombarded the ground, trying to scare the Blood Grass Fruit out.

A smile appeared on Qingzhou's mouth, but these casual cultivators didn't know how to make wedding clothes for others, such a rude behavior frightened the blood grass fruit in the ground and scurried around, but many of them took the initiative to crash into Qingzhou's net.

In this way, he patiently went to the net, seized the opportunity to close the net, and Qing Zhou shot unhurriedly, and caught nearly twenty blood grass fruits in the blink of an eye.

The blood grass fruit on the mountain is limited, Qingzhou slaughtered all directions, and the remaining loose cultivators had no way to live, so someone found Yu Yihong and begged him to come forward to persuade Qingzhou.

"Li Qing Daoyou, if you are tired, you might as well rest. Yu Yihong said with a smile.

Qing Zhou looked at the scattered cultivation around him, all of them were tired, and his eyes were full of unkindness, jealousy, and red eyes.

"It's fine. ”

Qingzhou walked down the mountain and put away the blood grass fruit, this time the harvest was not small, almost half of the blood grass fruit on the mountain was captured, and the rest were small fish and shrimp, which were left for those loose cultivators.

"Li Qing Daoyou is really a good means. Yu Yihong's tone was full of appreciation, and she was not discouraged by the defeat of her companion at all.

"Yu Daoyou is polite, if you end up in person, you will definitely be able to defeat me. Qingzhou said modestly, the person opposite him always couldn't see through.

"Well, these unsuccessful guys, if they can have half the patience of Li Qing Daoyou, they won't get nothing. ”

Yu Yihong smiled and said loudly to the cultivators on the mountain, "Come down!"

Although the cultivators were unwilling, they all retreated, and in a moment the cultivators on the mountain hurried, leaving only the grass full of holes.

Then Yu Yihong gently lifted the corners of the clothes, revealing a row of cloth bags, the color and pattern of the cloth bags are different, and then he flew with both hands, from the cloth bag or grasp or pick, or pinch or pinch, take out a variety of powders, and then distribute them in each knuckle.

Then Yu Yihong pushed out with both palms, and the powder on his palms began to gather into a stream, drawing a formation in the air, the formation flashed a few times, and then flew out and into the mountain.

The mountain shook a few times, and then there was no sound.

"Go!" Yu Yihong retracted her palms and said indifferently.

The cultivators walked up the mountain in disbelief and found that the soil had solidified and was as hard as iron and stone, but it was difficult for them to disperse, and they took out their magic weapons and dug up the ground.

"Found a Blood Grass Fruit. ”

The cultivators surrounded a large pit, and the blood-colored bird's head inside was exposed to the air, strange to say, the blood grass fruit was the best at drilling into the soil, but it couldn't move at the moment.

Turning the soil into an iron formation is the best way to restrain the earth.

Qing Zhou looked at it with a smile, and became more and more sure that Yu Yihong had a lot to do with Deyi.

The entire mountain was shrouded in formations, the soil was harder than iron, and the Blood Grass Fruit could not swim away, so it could only be dug up one by one by scattered cultivation.

"Brother Yu, there are twenty-five in total. ”

The casual cultivator who was in charge of the number of inspections happily reported to Yu Yihong, and even quietly glanced at Qingzhou, indicating that they had defeated Qingzhou.

"Well, put it away, there's still one ahead. Yu Yihong said lightly, and then waved her hand to Qing Zhou, "Li Qing Daoyou, please." ”