After a while, Qinglian, Granny Mo and Ling'er were left with more than a dozen heads struggling, almost all of them were rotting vultures with seriously injured wings and unable to fly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Qinglian took out another inconspicuous gray-brown grass root from her arms, and handed it to Granny Mo: "Granny Mo, this is the root of the hundred-year-old tiger beard grass, which has the effect of restoring true qi, you take it first, try to recover some true qi, in case of emergency." ”

Granny Mo knew that she could recover her strength in this matter, and the three of them would be able to have more protection, so she took the grass root and stuffed it into her mouth, chewed it in a few bites, and used her strength to dissolve the medicine and restore her true qi.

At this time, the herd of beasts that rushed out of the ghost crying stream was only a few hundred feet away from them, the roar was getting closer and closer, the stones on the ground were beating slightly, and the smoke and dust were moving rapidly from far and near, and it seemed that it would not take much time to catch up with the three of them.

The three of them ran wildly, and the slightly narrow exit of the Ghost Crying Stream had already appeared in sight.

Qinglian looked back at the rear and saw that all kinds of beasts had already arrived at the place where they had just fought with the carrion.

A few beasts, not knowing whether they were hungry or unable to resist the temptation of food, stopped to nibble on the bones of the carrion vultures they had killed on the ground.

A few smaller, less vigilant beasts were swept down and trampled by the surging herd from behind, and in a moment they became a pool of blood or a meal for other beasts, while the beasts fell to the ground and were ruthlessly trampled.

The dozen or so carrion vultures who were injured were not willing to be killed, and struggled to resist, but brought a trace of commotion to the rolling herd.

It's just that the herd is too large, and this little commotion is relatively insignificant, and it doesn't even have a delaying effect of one or two breaths.

This made Qinglian have a trace of regret, it seems that that careful thinking was in vain, he only injured and did not kill the dozen or so carrion vultures later, firstly, to save time while ensuring the safety of the three of them, and secondly, to allow these injured carrion vultures to bring some obstacles to the progress of the beasts, but unfortunately with little effect.

The beast herd continued to roll forward after a small commotion, "Ling'er, let's hurry up, they will catch up!" Qinglian couldn't help but tremble in her heart when she saw the beast herd coming violently and overwhelmingly, this kind of bloody and violent scene was something he had never seen before, and its shock power was better than that of thousands of troops!

The three of them frantically urged the true qi in their bodies, and the speed under their feet increased by one or two points again.

"Little Master, Ling'er, with the experience of the old body, this is just a small-scale beast tide that happened in the Ghost Crying Stream, as long as we can get out of the Ghost Cry Stream before being caught up by the beast herd, the terrain outside is complex and the terrain is wide, and it will not be too dangerous under the dispersion of the beast herd. After a while, Granny Mo seemed to have initially absorbed the medicinal power of the tiger whisker grass, her true qi had recovered a little, her face looked a lot better, and she hurriedly opened her mouth to analyze.

"Judging by the appearance of the herd, it must be something that has changed inside the Devil Crying Creek that makes them run so wildly to escape the danger. Later, even if we are caught up by the beasts, we must be calm, and do not take the initiative to attack, because the beasts that are eager to flee for their lives will generally not take the initiative to attack us, and there is no need for us to have unnecessary conflicts with them. Just be on the lookout for individual beasts. Granny Mo admonished.

"We understand, just like the carrion vultures, the vast majority of the carrion vultures just fly away from the ghost crying stream, and don't care about us, but there are always some exceptions who will rush down to find us trouble. Ling'er blinked and said, indicating that she fully understood that she would not be impulsive and bad.

"In the midst of the herd, surrounded by the fast-moving herd, we must keep moving with the current in order to escape. You must remember the most important thing, that is, you must not fall down in the herd, otherwise ten thousand beasts will gallop and trample over......" Granny Mo's speed of speech was unprecedentedly fast, and many arrangements were made, and Qinglian and Ling'er remembered them one by one.

The exit of the Ghost Crying Stream was getting closer and closer, but Qinglian and Granny Mo's hearts were getting heavier and heavier. Because, the vanguard of the beast herd behind them was already less than a hundred feet away from them, and it wouldn't take long to catch up with them.

The outer perimeter of the Devil's Cry Stream is a long and narrow pocket-shaped terrain, and the exit is much narrower, if they can't pass through the exit first, after being overtaken by the beast tide, many beasts will block the exit of the Devil's Crying Stream, and it will be much more difficult for them to kill it.

Sure enough, they were unfortunate enough to guess that when they were only a few dozen feet away from the exit, a wind wolf rushed past the two of them with a "whoosh!", and glanced at the two of them with slanted eyes, and the dark green wolf eyes made people feel chills in their hearts.

Immediately after that, a succession of beasts began to surpass them, the Yin Wind Leopard, the Yin Bone Rabbit, and the White Bone Snake...... There were even a few illusory black ghosts like black smoke that flickered and flew rapidly, these were evil spirits and ghosts.

However, when these ghost creatures were within two feet of Qinglian, the black smoke-like ethereal ghost body suddenly made a sound of "swoop!", and suddenly let out a strange scream, flashing to the side at a faster speed.

This is the psychic jade pendant worn by Qinglian to exert the magic effect of driving away evil spirits, like other beasts, yin beasts, bone beasts, although they are also quite yin qi, but after all, there is still a body to protect the soul, and the suppression is not very serious.

And these evil spirits, yin spirits and other ghosts are pure soul bodies, and the realm is low, and the psychic jade pendant does not need to be urged at all, and it can bring them great harm just by relying on the aura it emits.

The eyes of those ghost creatures exuding ghost fire swept a look at Qinglian, Ling'er, and Granny Mo with a terrifying gaze, and they didn't dare to stay longer, so they made a detour far away.

Even the ghost thing that bore the brunt of the rush was too fierce and unprepared, and was seriously injured by Qinglian's psychic jade pendant, and was immediately torn into several pieces by the screams of several evil ghosts who came later, and those evil ghosts sucked their mouths, rolled the black mist fragments into their stomachs, and chewed a few times with relish, and then let out a hearty scream before flying away.

More and more beasts overtook them, and after a few breaths, Qinglian and Granny Mo were already crowded with wild beasts running wildly.

Finally, some of the beasts attacked because the two of them were in their way to escape.

Qinglian pulled out the wolf's tooth dagger that plunged into the throat of the black cat that had pounced viciously on her back, and Ling'er's bony dagger was also being pulled out of the head of a wild boar-like beast.

The exit of the Devil's Crying Stream was only ten feet away, but it was almost blocked by the dense beasts, and they moved slowly, and they could only watch the beasts that ran out first easily flee farther and farther.

What's even more dangerous is that there is such a congestion at the exit, and the beasts that are constantly flowing from the Devil's Crying Stream are gathering more and more, and the beasts and ghosts of higher rank that are quickly rushing out behind are gradually approaching. The wails of the lower-level beasts that had already begun to come from behind when they were brutally slaughtered by the higher-level beasts.