Chapter Eighty-Three: Dead Friends, Not Dead Poor Friends

Burst!

With a slash of the pale green wind blade, in a dazzling flash, the head of an iron-eating beast flew up, spilling out a puddle of fishy blood. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Mu Yu didn't know how many iron-eating beasts he had killed. He led seven sect disciples to retreat while fighting, and soon attracted nearly twenty iron-eating beasts to the left fork.

Surrounded by towering ancient trees, the branches rubbed against the vestments, making a rustling sound, and the countless emerald green leaves danced wildly, just like the withering of early autumn.

"Senior brother, save me!" a monk who had been scratched by an iron-eating beast in his abdomen shouted loudly, and several small rune shields had turned into a pile of broken copper and iron because of the exhaustion of energy, and were trampled to pieces by the iron-eating beast.

Mu Yu sacrificed the Pu knife, his body rushed like a wild goose, and with a flick of his wrist, a knife was cut out, and with a bang, he was blocked by the small leader of an iron-eating beast with his claws, which was as hard as fine iron, which made Mu Yu secretly surprised. With the strength of his physical body, he actually resisted the blow of the best rune treasure.

Rescuing the monk, Mu Yu took out an elixir from his bosom and stuffed it into his mouth.

A few streams of metallic glistening sword qi shot towards the little leader of the iron-eating beast, forcing it to leap and avoid the edge.

A few talismans were thrown away, and with a few "bangs", dozens of fire bombs, ice picks, and wind blades shot away like dense raindrops, and the three-headed iron-eating beast couldn't avoid it, letting out a terrible wail, and its whole body was beaten into a bloody hole, and it died of anger.

The little leader roared angrily, as if using some kind of witchcraft to stimulate the body, his arms above his knees swelled twice, and his gray and white hair was densely covered with cobweb-like blood, and the little leader of this iron-eating beast seemed to have swelled several times, a little King Kong!

Bang!

A claw stabbed at him, and the seven monks hurriedly pinched it, and several runic treasures turned into beams of light and rushed away. With a few rumbling sounds, all the runes shattered, splitting the arms of the large iron-eating beast.

Sou!

A flash of golden light shot away, and it was just a trance, and the great head rolled in the air several times before falling heavily to the ground.

Mu Yu recalled the Jin Jiao Sword, the seven monks beside him were full of shock, and they didn't notice the abnormality just now, and when they settled down, they were surprised to find that the incomparably brave large version of the iron-eating beast had its head cut off!

The speed of the Golden Jiao Sword's attack was extremely fast, and even if he concentrated his attention, he would only find a flash of golden lightning and disappear. Not to mention the seven rookie monks who looked panicked.

In terms of actual combat experience, Mu Yu was much stronger than these seven people, and the monks killed by him alone exceeded ten people. If you add the birds of prey and fierce beasts, you can't count them for three days and three nights.

As soon as the large version of the iron-eating beast died, the surrounding iron-eating beasts made a mournful sound and gathered around its corpse.

Mu Yu hurriedly swallowed a few pills, holding a spirit stone in his left hand, absorbing the spiritual power in it and replenishing the true yuan in his body.

Suddenly, the remaining dozen or so iron-eating beasts actually reached out with sharp claws, cut through the chest of the little leader, and directly ate its flesh raw!

After some biting and swallowing, the large version of the iron-eating beast had turned into a bloodshot white bone.

Seeing such a bloody scene, the seven rookie monks couldn't help but vomit, but the pastoral words on the side had a strange look, and his expression gradually revealed a trace of solemnity.

Roar!

More than a dozen iron-eating beasts with bloody mouths, after eating the flesh and blood of the little leader, their eyes glared angrily at the eight people present, and their footsteps were windy, moving like frightened rabbits, and they killed blatantly.

"Go to the right fork in the road! After leading them to the Xuanyue Sect nuns, there is a river in the southeast direction, jump into the river, flee downstream, and after going ashore, you can return here again through the low bushes!" Mu Yu shouted as he fled, and took out a swift talisman and stuck it on his thigh.

Hearing this, everyone nodded, and cyan figures swept through the forest, and after a while, a dirt road with scarce vegetation came into the eyes of eight people.

Suddenly, Mu Yu's expression changed, and the iron-eating beast that was originally restrained by the female cultivator of the Xuanyue Sect actually rushed towards here!

"Senior Brother......" One of the disciples was stunned and glanced at Mu Yu.

Mu Yu's expression was pale, and he understood the intention of the Xuanyue Sect in an instant, that damn Zhang Bao was used as a gun by others before it was known! From the very beginning, that Wanrong wanted to take the disciple of the Sword Sect as a bait! The female cultivator named Xiyue had the same idea as Mu Yu, except that the former's movements were faster than Mu Yu!

"Run!" "Run!" the shepherd shouted, and no longer hid his strength at the moment, and quickly squeezed, a blue ring flew out of the storage bag, skyrocketing to the size of a house in the void, and with a bang, several iron-eating beasts were smashed into flesh, and a piece of frost covered the ground, filled with extremely cold temperatures.

Mu Yu held the Jin Jiao sword in one hand, slashed all the way, and rushed out of a bloody road covered in blood, and when his spiritual power was about to be exhausted, he fled into the river with a green onion. The iron-eating beast that pursued to the shore slapped its chest angrily, turned around, and went to fight the rest of the sect disciples who had no time to escape.

A terrible scream pierced the sky, and Mu Yu, who was washed all the way downstream by the river, climbed onto the shore soaking wet, stared upstream, and turned into a soft sigh for a long time. I don't know if apart from myself, how many of the seven monks can successfully escape?

"The human heart is sinister, the human heart is sinister...... "The pastoral whisper shook his head and whispered like a dream.

took off his soaked clothes, changed into a magic robe, swallowed a pill, pinched a spirit stone in his left hand, and performed martial arts light skills.

Returning to the manganese mine in the valley, Mu Yu looked at the traces of the fight around him, his eyes burst out with a coldness, and after he chuckled a few times, he used the stealth technique, like a ghost, to the back of the manganese mine, a cool place.

"That's a lot of elixir!" Mu Yu gasped, just this place, there are more than thirty plants and seventeen kinds of elixirs!

"According to Zhang Bao, under this manganese mine, there was originally a leyline, but in recent years, the aura in that vein has gradually dried up, otherwise, there will be more elixirs around the manganese mine!

Rare manganese stone is the essence of a whole manganese ore, which is scarce. If a little bit of dilute manganese stone is mixed in a magic weapon, the toughness will be increased several times while maintaining the firmness of the original magic weapon!

Can be strong, can be soft!

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In a cave, it's dark and dark. Zhang Bao and Wanrong and their entourage, holding the night pearl, moved forward cautiously.

This is the old lair of the iron-eating beast, according to Zhang Bao's meaning, he wants to collect elixir around the manganese ore, but Wanrong has to enter the iron-eating beast's lair to find out. It is said that iron-eating beasts like to eat ores, and the rarer the ore, the more they hide it in their caves as treasures, and they want to eat it but are reluctant to eat it.

The cave was deep, dark and damp as it had been carved into the mountain by iron-eating beasts. However, according to the habits of iron-eating beasts, it is undoubtedly an excellent nesting site.

Walking somewhere, the air became slightly drier, and everyone looked at it and found that not far away, there were more than a dozen white flower eggs.

"Is it the eggs laid by the iron-eating beast?" a female cultivator chuckled, her eyes rolled, stretched out a soft little hand, picked up a white egg, and said, "I heard that the eggs laid by the iron-eating beast have the effect of nourishing and nourishing the body. ”

When a group of male cultivators heard this, their eyes suddenly lit up, and they immediately picked them up one after another, and in an instant, more than a dozen white flowers and flowers were snatched up.

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It is about thirteen miles away from this cave. A group of iron-eating beasts gathered around the five corpses, devouring them, looking at their torn robes, it was not difficult to determine that these five corpses were all inner disciples of the Lijian Sect.

Suddenly, as if they felt something, the iron-eating beasts raised their heads and stared in the direction of the cave, their blood-covered faces slightly startled. Immediately, a mournful roar echoed in the mountains and forests. Put down the delicious blood food and run frantically towards the lair.

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"What sound?" The two monks of the cave *** sect were shocked, and there was a rumbling sound in their ears.

"Senior sister, it's not good, that group of iron-eating beasts has returned to the nest!" At this time, Xiyue rushed in with seven female cultivators, except for a large amount of sweat stains on her forehead, and she was not even injured at all.

"Why are you ......" Zhang Bao was stunned, wasn't Xiyue the same as Mu Yu, who should contain most of the iron-eating beasts outside?

"What the hell is going on?" Wanrong snorted.

Xiyue anxiously gestured to Wanrong with her eyes, and the latter suddenly knew that now was not the time to speak.

"Xiyue, you guys are guarding outside the cave, you can drag on for as long as you can, and if we open a tunnel to the outside world on our side, we'll let you know!" Wanrong said.

Xiyue nodded in conviction.

Wanrong glanced over and said to Zhang Bao: "Brother Dao, I also bother your sect to assist Xiyue and resist the time when the iron-eating beast returns to its nest, I will try my best to dig a tunnel to the outside world." ”

Zhang Bao hesitated for a moment, but saw that Xiyue had already left and went to the outside of the cave, so he immediately nodded, and led the remaining disciples of the Sword Sect to rush outside the cave.

Roar!

A loud roar echoed, and a large herd of iron-eating beasts surrounded the cavern and fanned out at speed.

There is no escape, and everyone can only pin their hopes on Wanrong, hoping that she can dig a tunnel into the cave, a tunnel to the outside world......

Thundered!

Suddenly, there was a violent explosion behind him. The hole has collapsed!

"Senior sister......" Xiyue was stunned, her face full of disbelief.

"Wanrong, you stinky bitch!" Zhang Bao gritted his teeth, even in stupid people, he can now realize that from beginning to end, Wanrong has been deceiving herself and playing with herself!

"The ancients had a cloud ......" In the cave, the graceful and beautiful eyes were cold, and the flame in a soft wattle gradually extinguished, and he said softly: "Dead friends, not dead poor Dao!"