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"Whoosh!"

When the little saplings that jumped up and down came to Mo Chong's approach, they suddenly flicked violently, like a milk swallow returning to their nests, and they rushed towards Mo Chong.

Seeing this, Mo Chong could only step a little again and retreat backwards.

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound, which made Mo Chong's ears buzz. A huge palm suddenly slapped down from mid-air, and landed beside Mo Chong, as long as Mo Chong went to the side by an inch or two, he was afraid that he had already received a blow.

The huge palm was missed, and it was slowly withdrawn, leaving a huge sunken palm print on the ground.

Mo Chong was shocked and angry, and looked up along the palm of his hand. At this glance, Mo Chong was suddenly taken aback again. The cannibal tree just now has changed its appearance at this time. Its branches tangle with each other to form two huge palms, and the dense emerald green foliage gathers upwards as if they were human hair. What appeared in front of Mo Chong at this time was a huge humanoid dryad.

Seeing this huge humanoid dryad, Mo Chong naturally regretted it in his heart. I did make a fatal mistake and developed a rather tricky opponent.

"Bang! bang, bang!"

The humanoid dryad didn't care what Mo Chong thought in his heart, and his huge palm fell quickly again. Compared to the first time, the humanoid dryad's attack is now much more accurate, obviously because he has just transformed into a palm and is not very familiar with it. Now, it is becoming more and more proficient in the use of limbs.

'It's not going to go on like this!'

Seeing that the humanoid dryad's attack was getting more and more urgent, the small saplings with changing leaves in the distance also quickly approached. Mo Chong's eyes flashed with determination, and he suddenly disappeared together. This place is just on the edge of the forest, and it is a little bit of escape. It shouldn't matter, right?

Soaring into the air, those saplings with changing leaves naturally couldn't catch up with Mo Chong. The humanoid dryad tried to catch Mo Chong, who could move in all directions in the air, and naturally it became extremely difficult. After dodging a few attacks, Mo Chong suddenly pinched his hands, the fire on his body flashed, and a huge fireball came out of his body. It slammed into the humanoid dryad, and it was a burst of fireball.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang. The place where the humanoid dryad was hit by the exploding fireball immediately became scorched. Green smoke curls. Bursting fireballs have an effect. It's just that the defense of the humanoid dryad should not be underestimated, which can be seen from the fact that the explosive fireball was exhausted before it exploded.

'It seems. It's no longer enough to just burst fireballs to settle the battle. ’

See the scorched black on the humanoid dryad. Mo Chong's eyes flashed. According to the situation in front of him, without a dozen or twenty bursting fireballs, it was impossible to knock down the humanoid dryad in front of him, and the mana consumption of the bursting fireballs also allowed him to make such extravagant moves.

'What else can be done?' Mo Chong frowned.

The humanoid dryad was completely enraged by Mo Chong's actions at this time. I heard a wild roar from its mouth, and its two large hands slammed into its head, grabbing out two thick branches. After a burst of spiritual light, the two branches turned into two huge long swords. The humanoid dryad wielded his sword like that. Slashed towards Mo Chong in mid-air.

'Well, I don't know if it's okay to rely on a war of attrition. ’

Mo Chong dodged the humanoid dryad's attack. His eyes flashed. The humanoid dryad's attack is sharp though. But its size is too huge, and it is wishful thinking to try to catch itself that is very different in size. I just don't know how much physical strength this humanoid dryad can have, and how long it can support it.

"Whew. ”

Just when Mo Chong was thinking about it. A jade throwing knife that was about a foot long suddenly shot down from above his head and pierced the humanoid dryad. And as the first jade flying knife appeared, there was a burst of "boom", and more jade knives followed.

Although these jade flying knives only scratched the skin of the humanoid dryad and then disintegrated and disappeared, their number was endless, as if they were the waves of the Yangtze River, wave after wave. It's Ning Wuchen's ten thousand plates!

Mo Chong suddenly raised his head. Sure enough, above his head, Ning Wuchen stood with his hands in his hands. Behind him, a huge snow-white disc slowly rotated, it was Ning Wuchen's natal magic weapon, the Wan Qian Disk.

The humanoid dryad had just taken on a human form, so how could it withstand such a dense and continuous attack? In just a short time, the humanoid dryad was already scarred and tired of parrying. After a while, only a few crisp sounds of 'click' were heard, and the severed body of the humanoid dryad could no longer support its own weight, and it automatically broke into several pieces.

After falling to the ground, the light on the humanoid dryad's body flashed, and his hands and feet were scattered again, turning into branches and roots, and the saplings that had been transformed by its leaves were also scorched and withered, turning into yellow leaves.

"Thank you Elder for your help!" Seeing that the humanoid dryad was dead, Mo Chong immediately stepped forward to pay homage to Dali.

Ning Wuchen nodded slightly and said, "Why did you provoke this monster." The monsters in this place have no materials available on their bodies, and there are no demon pills or demon cores in their bodies. If you can avoid it without fighting, try to avoid it, and it is important to search for meteorites. ”

Mo Chong bowed and said, "Yes." The disciple remembered. ”

"Yes. Ning Wuchen nodded, put his hands behind his back, and turned into a ray of light and broke through the air. He didn't have any taboos, and he flew directly in the light. However, if you put it in Mo Chong yourself, if you have a Yuan Infant stage cultivation, you probably won't be as shrunk as you are now.

Seeing Ning Wuchen disappear. Mo Chong's eyes flashed with joy, and he immediately fell on the humanoid dryad. After searching carefully, Mo Chong immediately found what he was looking for. Contains slag with a small amount of chaos power. There are almost as many as half a bucket of small ones. It's not in vain that he worked hard. And judging from the amount of slag, it was not only the turf monsters that he drove away, but this monster number had also hunted a lot of turf monsters before.

With this experience, it would be much easier for Mo Chong to start operating again. The partner he chose to cooperate with was no longer a tall man-eating dryad, and whenever it was about the same, Mo Chong would kill the dryad and replace it with another dryad. In this way, nothing went wrong. Until Mo Chong slaughtered the turf monsters on the outskirts of the basin and the dryads at the edge of the forest. Mo Chong then headed towards the interior of the forest.

"Yes!?

Two days later. Mo Chong frowned as he stood in front of a clay figurine that had been hit.

During this time, he already had some experience in how to deal with the mud man demon spirit, and it was not as difficult to deal with the mud man demon spirit as before. But. What made Mo Chong depressed was that not every clay man demon spirit had the slag he wanted in his body, and the one in front of him was already the fifth clay man demon spirit he found without slag in his body.

But then again, not every one of those monsters disguised as turf had slag fragments, otherwise he would have collected enough materials to forge a flying sword.

"Forget it. There are fewer and fewer clay figurines. It's also time to go deeper. Mo Chong looked into the depths of the forest, his eyes flashing.

Recently, the depths of the forest began to resound from time to time with the roar of spells. The fast-moving monks had apparently gone into the deepest part of the basin and had fought with the monsters inside. He might be able to get slag from the downed monsters, and so on. It's also faster than killing the clay figurines yourself.

Make up your mind. Mo Chong immediately stepped a little and swept towards the depths of the deep forest, but after taking a few steps, the nameplate he hung on his waist suddenly 'buzzed' and vibrated at the same time, emitting a faint spiritual light.

"The summoning order of the Infant Monk?"

Mo Chong frowned. Each of the Yuan Infant Cultivators of the Three Consecutive Stars can resonate with the nameplates of the nearby Three Stars disciples below the Triple Stars by injecting mana into their own nameplates. Thus the people were gathered. The effect of this kind of convening is very limited, and it only radiates to the nearby hundred miles with the Yuanying Monk as the center. But. In the basin in front of you, almost all of the big guys are within the range of these hundreds of miles, and this summoning order can also summon a lot of people.

'To go or not to go?'

Mo Chong hesitated. Needless to say, this was a summoning order issued by Ning Wuchen. With his cultivation, he still has to gather everyone, so he naturally has to deal with some big guys. In the past, it was somewhat dangerous. But if he didn't go, Mo Chong had met several of his classmates before, and if these people mentioned that they were nearby, they might have to be detained for the crime of disobeying the order.

After hesitating for a while, Mo Chong finally sighed and flew towards the guidance of the nameplate. With Ning Wuchen, a senior of the Yuan Infant, present, as long as he is careful, there should not be much danger. What's more, if you don't go now, you have to go to Ning Wuchen for most of the day to bless the Yuanci Divine Light, it's better to be single.

Along the way, Mo Chong soon found many monsters that had been killed. These monsters are obviously more advanced clay figurines, no longer condensed bodies of sand and soil, but real flesh and blood, with fangs and claws. However, to Mo Chong's disappointment, these seemingly higher-level monsters had no slag in their bodies, and they couldn't even find any slag fragments.

On a relatively flat sandy field, a dozen monks gathered. When Mo Chong arrived, it was exactly twenty people. It seems that there are quite a few monks who have received the summoning signal, and most of them have already arrived. In front of everyone, there was an old man sitting cross-legged on a huge disc, it was Ning Wuchen.

"Senior Brother Mo, you're here too!" everyone was whispering to each other at this time. A young man in red saw Mo Chong coming out of the woods, and immediately greeted with a smile.

"Oh. It's Senior Brother Huang. The young man in red was the initial group of people from the team led by Ning Wuchen, and as soon as he opened his mouth at this time, Mo Chong also recognized him at a glance, and immediately smiled: "Senior Brother Huang seems to have come down earlier than Zai, I don't know what Elder Ning summoned us for this time?"

The young man in red shook his head and said, "I did come early. The elder didn't say anything......"

"Whoosh!

Before the young man in red finished speaking, two more people swept out of the woods. The two of them flew out of the light, their clothes were ragged, and their expressions were very embarrassed.

Behind the two of them, there was also a black thorn ball monster with a diameter of a few feet, which resembled a sea urchin, and this monster could not see the mouth, nose and limbs, and its whole body was shining with metallic luster, which was a bit like a thorn iron ball. The two people in front of them flew away, and the speed was already extremely fast, and the black thorn ball rolled on the ground, not much slower than the two of them.

At this time, even in the face of so many monks in the field, the Thornball Monster still did not have the slightest fear, and crashed straight out of the woods.

Everyone in the field had already heard the movement, and naturally rushed over to help at this time. Someone in the crowd shouted: "Be careful! This monster will bounce off and attack! You can't use magic weapons and other direct attacks, you can use spells!"

"Will it bounce off the attack?" Mo Chong's heart moved when he heard this.

At this time, some of the people in the field who were anxious were already shouting, and at the same time, they shot a flying sword at the thornball monster. I could only hear a crisp sound of 'dang!', and the flying sword that was hurrying away, when it hit the thornball monster, was really bounced back along the way it came. However, the speed of the flying sword that was bounced back was much faster than when it was beaten out by its master.

Hearing only the sound of 'bang', the monk who sacrificed the flying sword was caught off guard, and was almost pierced through his chest by his own flying sword, although he barely avoided it at this time, the placket of his chest was cut by the flying sword, and there was blood, which frightened him to face like earth.

When everyone saw the monk's condition, their faces changed. Those monks who didn't seem to believe in evil and had already sacrificed their magic weapons hurriedly put away their magic weapons and used spells to attack instead.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

A burst of spell light shone brightly. More than a dozen people shot together, and the momentum was naturally extraordinary. Just after one round of attacks, the stabbing ball monster that flaunted its might was already paralyzed to the ground. By this time, its appearance had changed dramatically, and the sea urchin was no longer there, and it looked like a rabbit with long black hair. The spikes on its body, which resembled sea urchin spines, turned out to be just hair tufts together.

"So it's this!?" Mo Chong was stunned when he saw the corpse on the ground. The corpse of this monster, he had already seen a few on the way here. Thankfully, I met a living creature with everyone. If he had encountered it himself, he would have sacrificed his flying sword to attack, and the consequences would probably not be much better than that monk just now.

"What the hell is this!?"

"Does this monster have a demon core or something?"

"Eh, look, this monster's blood is blue, will it be ......poisonous?"

Everyone gathered around the hairy monster for a while.

"Are you all here?" a faint voice came from behind everyone. As soon as they heard this voice, everyone's expressions were stunned, and they all immediately shut up. It's Ning Wuchen.

Zhang Qixian stepped forward and bowed down and said, "Elder Hui, there are still four people who have not yet arrived." ”

Ning Wuchen nodded and said, "Okay, there's no need to wait for them." After speaking, he glanced around at everyone and said, "After these two days, you must already know that there are no Dikun Palace monks here or nearby. However, this is not good news. Has anyone found anything or discovered?" (To be continued......)