readx;‘ With a sound, Yang Qing quickly stepped on the straight cold silver filament, ran quickly with a combination of rigidity and softness, and wrapped around the cold silver filament of the trunk, and with his movements, cut through the bark and disappeared on the surface of the trunk. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Pedal Pedal Pedal T

The cold silver wire under the foot is stepped on, and then straightened, the strength of rigidity and softness can reduce the damage to the cold silver wire.

Just as he was running a long way on the cold silver thread, the remaining caracal beasts in the swamp discovered Yang Qing's pure presence, let out bursts of hiss, and four small short legs rowed, swimming towards this place.

"Damn, there are so many."

Yang Qing looked down, his heartstrings trembled, and when he moved, all the caracal beasts in the swamp who were doing his own thing were startled, and there was a 'bang', there were a total of sixty or seventy, and what made him just arrive was that the caracal beasts were not very intelligent, and they didn't know how to climb the mountain, bite off arrows or cold silver wires.

"Roar, roar, roar!"

Sixty or seventy caracals, seeing that there were aliens who dared to approach the swamp, all rushed to this, in the past, the monks were mostly in the sky, so that they could only watch, the nest was on fire, at this time, there was a person who was not afraid of death and dared to approach, and he was extremely excited.

In the black-gray swamp, a gray-yellow protrusion surged like a torrent, and the murderous and bloodthirsty gaze was like a blade. Sometimes roaring, the crocodile snout is violent, and although the crocodile teeth are not sharp, they are extremely penetrating.

"This group of beasts, infected deep enough by the dark qi, just rush without caring about anything"

Yang Qingfu had expected such a scene before, and when he saw it, he still felt his heartstrings trembling, and said in a low voice, his feet did not stop, and he ran very smoothly and quickly on the cold silver thread with the thickness of his hair.

Soon, they ran for a small half a distance, and at this time, more than a dozen caracals were already approaching, and behind them, all the servants around them rushed one after another.

"Poof, poof, poof!"

After a dozen caracals approached, the crocodile kiss opened angrily, and fist-sized black mud balls burst out like mortal cannons.

Its speed and strength cannot be compared to the imperial weapon attack of the Purple Mansion Realm monk, and more than a dozen of them attack together, hitting the defensive barrier supported by the Purple Mansion Realm monk, and it can also be shattered in the blink of an eye.

"Slingshot ......"

Dozens of mud pills came from all around, and the first scene that came to Yang Qing's mind was the slingshot used when he was playing around in his childhood, with such thoughts, but he didn't dare to be negligent, and was hit without resistance, and he was also seriously injured, and a Pu knife appeared in his hand in an instant.

"Boom!"

The shadow of the knife was wanton, cutting all the dozen mud pills in half in the blink of an eye, and suddenly, the mud pills were attacked, and their speed decreased sharply, passing by them.

"This mud pill is harder than a stone, is this a spell?"

Secretly thinking that the caracals with low intelligence could use spells, this made Yang Qing quite resentful, and he also wondered if this was their self-realization, or a kind of talent, and even other demon beasts simplified the spells and taught them.

This kind of thinking makes the tense heartstrings tighter again.

"Roaring ......"

The caracal that rushed to the front raised its crocodile snout and bit fiercely, and the sound of crocodile teeth hitting each other could tell that if you put a stone into the caracal's mouth, it would not be more laborious than biting a piece of tofu.

However, the caracal beasts pounced ferociously, their four calves that did not match their hideous bodies could not provide them with assistance, and the cold silver filaments on the swamp could not reach them even if they tried their best.

"Poof, poof, poof!"

A batch of mud pill attacks followed, and the mortal city gate could not withstand such an attack.

"Boom!"

It has already been dealt with once, and in the face of such an attack, Yang Qing's mood did not fluctuate, and the Pu knife turned into a bright light and shadow around his body, so he repeated the technique.

'Poof' sounded, Yang Qing's feet were crowded with caracals, making the mud tumble and splashing, the crocodile kiss was angry, and the feet seemed to be covered with giant iron clips used by hunters to hunt wolves, the difference was that one was pierced and the other was divided and eaten, and some white bones could be left, all of which were lucky.

"Roaring ......"

There are too many caracals crowded together, one by one, they are angry crocodile kisses, and their little paws trample on their kind, trying to bite the prey on their heads.

The caracal, trampled on it, was pressed head-down into the mud, leaving behind stout tails.

"Don't tear off the cold silver thread ...... these brutes"

Yang Qing was startled, he was running at great speed, not easy to be bitten by the caracal, but he was touched by a caracal beast and touched the cold silver wire, and the other caracal beasts would also trample on the same kind one after another, to bite the cold silver wire, and then tear desperately.

A simple knife in one hand and a long stick in the other.

"Peng, Peng, Peng!"

No matter what it was, the caracal beasts pounced and bitten, and all of them were pulled aside by the long stick Shijun, and the knives fluttered, chopping up the mud pills that had been hit.

The caracal beast was repeatedly deflated, and did not give up, but became more ferocious.

Cold, unforgiving eyes. Bloodshot with rage, as if it were about to burst.

"These brutes are really terrifying......"

The hideous scales, the crocodile kiss, the bloodshot eyes, and the ferocious scream, like a sheep being thrown away in the midst of a pack of hungry and crazy wolves, there was no hesitation, no mercy, only sharp fangs instantly exposed, torn up.

Even though he knew that the caracal beast would be difficult to bite him, Yang Qing still couldn't ignore it, and the long stick whipped hard, attracting more bites.

"It's halfway, it's almost there!"

Shrouded in divine consciousness, he was very clear about his own situation, the distance to the mountain in the swamp was nearly halfway out, and the moisture emitted by the mud, in addition to the strong earthy smell and musty smell, was mixed with fishy smell, and the fog was cold, and it could not relieve the feeling of suffocation in the chest.

This thing is not miasma, non-toxic, Yang Qing still doesn't want to breathe, holding his breath and looking focused.

He thought that in ten breaths he would be able to climb the hill in the swamp.

However, at this moment, Yang Qing suddenly secretly said 'not good', and he sensed the fluctuation of the aura of heaven and earth.

The impermanence of the divine consciousness hurriedly turned his head to look, only to see that at the edge of the swamp of the trees entwined with cold silver wires, and then a mile into the mountain forest diagonally, the light of the true yuan burst out. A little identification shows that there are as many as six people.

Yang Qing didn't need to think about it, he already knew who these six people were, and secretly said 'sure enough' in his heart, and then he was extremely annoyed.

He had searched around the swamp and found no anomalies, but the swamp was very large, and the mountains and forests surrounding the swamp were the best protection, even if he had three heads and six arms, he could not find out the slightest.

When he was annoyed, he also guessed that the other party must be hiding in the distance, or even the territory of other demon beasts, and he couldn't take care of it at all, hiding and waiting to secretly watch or distinguish the sound, and then quickly ran closer, and when the distance allowed, he burst into the weapon and invaded quickly.

In this way, they can avoid their own detection and be able to take advantage of the opportunity to raid.

"Dog Stuff ......"

Yang Qing knew that it was useless to scold angrily, but he still couldn't help but scold, the most important thing at this time was to climb the mountain of the swamp as soon as possible in the caracal beast's bite before the other party approached, and then make other plans.

Otherwise, stepping on the cold silver wire, there are dozens of caracal beasts under it, and there are several attacks in the future, he can't take care of it at all, and then let it prepare spells, it will be even worse, and it will be precarious!

Gritting his teeth, he didn't care if the strength was too strong, whether the cold silver wire could withstand it, let go of the power, and the speed increased.

"Haha, you also have today, damn it, make you crazy, make you ruthless ......"

The monks who attacked from the rear were not bystanders, it was the three Scar brothers and other seven people, six Purple Mansion Realm Qi refining cultivators flew in the air, the oily strong man was like a crazy black bear, and he rushed towards it brutally, and saw Yang Qing running on the crocodile kisses of a large number of caracal beasts, suddenly letting out a rampant laugh, the ugly scar squirming violently, and his posture was very ferocious.

"You idiot, you have already sent someone to keep an eye on you, you fucking sneakily inquire about the news, Lao Tzu and I can also find out the news, tsk, eat the bear's heart and leopard guts, dare to offend our masters......"

The second general of the sword seemed to have suppressed the anger of a hundred years all at once, and he laughed fiercely in anger, and ridiculed wantonly.

"Hehe, I've been waiting for you for a long time, but I don't have many spirit stones, and I missed a lot of spirit stones, just because of you!"

After lying in ambush for several days in the mountains and forests near this swamp, he missed several opportunities to intercept the monks, which made Dao San's heart ache extremely much, and he superimposed this resentment and anger, as well as the humiliation and unwillingness to be persecuted, on Yang Qing's body.

"Aren't you crazy, aren't you tough, Ben Xiu will personally take your head today!"

When Ka Zhen and Bu Kui were killed, Sha Zheng saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly dodged, and after getting the news that the two were killed, he looked for another tribe to hide, and felt that the edge of the world was not safe, so he fled to the depths of purgatory.

"Humph!"

The oily strong man stared at Yang Qing's back, wheezing heavily, his face flushed with anger, and his flesh trembled.

The two big horse monkey men, without too many words, they came this time, one for the spirit stone, the other for the grudge, when the imperial weapon flew, the two did not accept the words, all of them went first to indulge the various magic weapons, 'whoosh, whoosh' two sounds hit the trunk of the tree wrapped around the cold silver wire.

In a little while, as far as they could, they were able to cut off the trunk.

The three Scar brothers and the others were extremely happy, and the matter of the Wind Beast was that they were in an endless land with Yang Qing, and they were lucky enough to acquire the 'Five Thunders' from other tribes, and after finding a few helpers, their confidence was greatly increased.

Because they are not completely sure, and some are reluctant to waste the rare and precious 'Five Thunders', they have not started, and now that the ambush is successful, how can they hesitate, how can they be soft, and they can't wait to see the other party's head in a different place immediately, and then allocate their cultivation resources.

"It's still calculated by you dogs!"

Anger and killing intent were raging in Yang Qing's heart, and he didn't have any time to scold back, he just wanted to rush to the top of the mountain in the swamp with all his might.

"Roar, roar, poof"

Under the cold silver thread, it was crowded with caracal beasts that were in pursuit, crocodile kisses and bites, mud pills spewed, and when they saw another monk coming, the ferocity was even worse, but none of them were willing to give up the prey in front of them and turn to attack the aliens who could fly in the distance.

Just when Yang Qing was still nearly fifty zhang away from the mountain in the swamp, two radiant short-handled and narrow long swords fiercely slashed at the trunk of the tree wrapped in cold silver wires. (To be continued.) )