In the dense forest, among the clusters of shrubs, under the fluctuation of soul power, I saw a large number of moths and rats move.

"Squeak, squeak~" The gray-yellow moths poured out, and suddenly the frightening sound resounded all around.

"Protect the vehicle!!" The funeral night instantly realized the trouble, and the sound containing the soul power riot exploded instantly.

In an instant, they were already equally aware of the urgency, and Song Wei and the others, along with Jiang Baoping, Gu Master and his servants, all picked up the weapons in their hands.

The continuous rat sounds continued, and the movement became louder and louder. Funeral Night's face looked very solemn, as if he had guessed something, there seemed to be a rat's nest nearby.

Due to the closure of Biluo City, human business travelers have rarely haunted here, and the team of people and horses on the funeral night also bypassed the inspection and quietly avoided it, but they did not expect that there was a rat's nest hidden in the shallow part of this dense forest.

The moth is an omnivorous soul beast, but it has a special affection for things like cotton silk, which is well known before the night of the funeral. Moreover, the funeral night asserts that there must have been a large amount of drink and food hidden in the carriage.

It was as if tens of millions of moths were rushing towards the funeral night and the others, and suddenly it was as if a deafening noise was coaxing and chirping.

"Thorn!!"

Aofu let out a loud shout, and immediately took out the sword in the ring, and directly attached his soul power, and a sword pierced the body of a moth.

Although the moth is a second-order soul beast, its single-wheel individual is even inferior to some first-order soul beasts, because of the advanced level of the soul core, they have the different wisdom and physical qualities of first-order soul beasts.

The terrible thing about moths is that they are in groups, and when they kill one moth, the other moths feel that their companions have been killed, and they all have a sense of revenge. Everywhere he went, he was devastated, and soon the other mothsrats were angered by his actions, and they all locked on the vehicle and then moved on to Orfu.

Although it was the lowest level of the second-order soul beasts, the strength of the rat group could not be ignored, and under the support of the gloomy green dense forest, black shadows rubbed out of the bushes, and immediately fanned their wings to face the funeral night and the others.

Song Wei took the Finger Tiger, the target was locked, and he slammed his soul power at the three moths that pounced on him, and then the blood of the three moths splashed suddenly, and finally fell quickly in the windless belt like a kite with a broken string.

At this time, in the face of the attack of the rats, the funeral night drew the dagger from the waist span again. The nature of the hunter made him cut the rat like mowing grass, and then killed the rat colony with a knife in the throat.

Combined with the soul technique, the "Water Explosion Bomb" skill of the burial night blasted a gap in the rat group, and the birds and beasts in the dense forest were suddenly frightened. However, these moths seem to be fighting more and more, and there is no sign of being repulsed.

"He Yan, hurry up and summon the puppet, lock the box on the vehicle with the soul line, and don't let the moth rat get close. The funeral night was in the midst of the killing, and said to He Yan, who was shocked in the rear.

The corpses of the moths increased exponentially in an instant, and under the soul skills of Burial Night and the others, they barely resisted the attacks of the moths again and again.

These moths were born as second-order soul beasts, and naturally they also had a little bit of intelligence, they knew how to cherish their lives, and under the confrontation of high death, this group of moths also began a tactical detour.

Seeing this, many moths and rats had difficulty attacking ahead, and there was a funeral night, Aofu and others fighting, and the moths and rats chose to leap to the rear of the transfer.

"Not good!!" In the midst of the changes of the moth rats, he instantly saw through the other party's intentions, and then exploded in the hearts of everyone with a violent roar, "Use fire quickly, these moths are afraid of fire!!"

However, the moth rat was completely immune to the soul power of the water attribute and the wood attribute, and under the exclamation of the funeral night, Song Wei instantly moved when he heard the sound, and the blazing red soul power gushed out, and the embodied fire attribute soul power turned into a flame flying snake, and the wind of a fist flew towards the group of moths flying around the rear.

"Squeak~"

In an instant, there seemed to be a pungent smell of burnt burning in the air, and swarms of moths were piled up like mountains of their corpses.

"Gather the wagons together and don't scatter them. Behind the funeral night, the sound of horses' hooves kept trampling, and the horses seemed to be frightened a lot and began to kick and scream, only to see that the eyes of the funeral night swept their eyes, and many moths and rats had begun to gnaw on the horse's legs.

Hearing this, Jiang Han immediately instructed the servants to gather the carriage and protect the safety of the horses, if the horses were damaged, then the next journey could be described as a drop in the bucket.

Seeing the worries of Jiang Lie and Jiang Han's patrons, that was their money, that was their money! Funeral Night looked back at it and said in a deep heart, "You two elders rest assured, since we have accepted this bounty task, then we will naturally do our best to protect your property and personal safety." ”

Funeral Night spoke resolutely and confidently, which was so convincing, and soon, Funeral Night proved his words with his actions.

"It seems that ordinary water-attribute soul power can't kill these moths. Funeral Night muttered in his heart, the damage of the water explosion bomb and the water explosion even gun before was only the damage of energy explosion and blade penetration, but the essential element of the water attribute did not bring a substantial blow to the moth rat.

"Tidal Palm!!"

Putting away the dagger clenched in his hand, he faced several moths that were attacking at him, and his soul power turned into his palm, and the soul power impact like a shark seemed to strangle these moths directly.

After a while, the crowd that was forced to retreat was surrounded by a big tree, the vehicles were gathered together, and all the people struggled to resist the attack of the moths, many of which had already bitten many of the servants of the Jiang family, and they were covering their pain, and it seemed that the moths' teeth contained paralyzing and painful toxins.

Twenty or so people circled around the tree, their weapons clenched against the moths that flew at them.

He Yan stepped forward, although he was a soul master in the late stage of the psychic realm, but his strength was not weak at all and in the early stage of the spirit realm, the soul line of the right hand that controlled the puppet suddenly pulled, and then he was worried about something, and at the moment when the puppet technique was released, everyone obviously felt the strange soul power on He Yan's body.

"Metallic soul power!!" The funeral night was suddenly startled, this was the first time he had seen He Yan use his true character like this.

Suddenly, the group killing power of the puppet technique was instantly revealed, and I saw that He Yan's puppet body spit out thousands of fine needles, and each needle had sharp pressure thorns under He Yan's metallic soul power materialization, and in the middle of it, the moths and rats that flew in instantly were all over the field.

"Well done. Seeing this, Song Wei couldn't help but sigh to He Yan, he had been despising He Yan's cultivation before, and now He Yan really impressed Song Wei.

"Kill them. After a few seconds and moments, He Yan's puppet technique passed, and the battle between humans and mice was silent for less than five breaths, and another high-intensity fight began.

"Kill!!"

I saw that the funeral night took the first arrow step, and the body escaped like a spiral arrow, as if it had opened the matchless mode and entered the battlefield.

"Ghost hands. Facing the moth rat that flew in, the burial night drank coldly in his heart, and the ghost's hand clenched into the wind-like fist slammed into its body, and with a roar, the moth rat that was beaten by the ghost hand of the funeral night had slammed on the ground by the stone, and the flesh was blurred.

Turning to the continuous blow, the right hand of the burial night drew the dagger again, and threw it in the air, the raised ghost hand grasped it tightly, and in a telling slash, the arrow finally fell off the ground, and under the eyes of everyone, the nearly ten moths were killed in an instant by the burial night.

"So handsome!!" Wu Qiang was so excited that he choked up the foam in his throat when he saw this, but just as he was admiring the heroic posture of the battle on the funeral night, five or six moths and rats pounced next to him attacked him.

"Be careful. ”

Seeing this, He Yan controlled the puppet's left-hand soul line and suddenly pulled it towards Wu Qiang, and the puppet body followed the operation of the puppet knife, and the metal puppet slashed with a white blade, splitting several moths attacking Wu Qiang in half.

"Thank you. Wu Qiang smiled at He Yan, and then subconsciously covered his chubby cheeks, obviously Wu Qiang was still hurt a little.

Looking at the funeral night from a distance, his hatred value seemed to have reached the extreme at this time, and the group of moths and rats locked the funeral night, and rushed to kill the latter as a prey to eat.

However, who is the hunter and who is the hunter, the funeral night proves with his own actions that while the funeral night continues to practice soul skills, along with the improvement of cultivation, the entire physical fitness has been improved, and the body of the old man quenched in the funeral night is especially highlighted here.

It was too late, and then it was too fast, and its ligament suddenly bent during the funeral night, and under the extremely high reaction, it dodged the fluttering wings of the moth rat on the side, and then the water explosion bomb skillfully struck the moth rat that wanted to sneak attack itself just now.

The battle in the next second still did not stop, and the funeral night volley jumped again, and the tidal palm concentrated in the ghost's hand was like a wild wind dancing in the dense forest, and the vast blue water attribute soul power was as dazzling as the glamorous Wang Yang Shark Tyrant.

As if feeling the terrifying soul energy, the moths besieged the funeral night, and they were all stunned, and then the instinctive soul core body felt the danger and began to run around in large numbers.

"Hmph, hahaha, you want to run away now??" The funeral night saw that the moth rat who was still relying on the rats just now was eating himself, but now he fled frantically because he felt his soul skill, "After all, it's just a rat." ”

"It's too late, you bastards. ”

"Eat me a move, oversized tidal palm!!"

In the sky of the burial night, the brilliant blue soul light accompanied by the blazing energy invaded the moths, and this hit the oversized tidal palm, and the soul power gathered was comparable to the small waterfall burial.

I saw a huge bang, and in the place where I went, the main trunk of the big tree was shattered, and after the bursting blue light disappeared in everyone's eyes, all the moths and rats within the range of the tidal palm were exposed to the wilderness. The smell of blood emitted by the corpses of moths and rats in the water molecules that filled the air filled the entire dense forest next to the burial night.