Murong Lin Zhi selected ten monks with strong legs to act as scouts, and asked them to take the vial of blood divided into forty-one to lure the jerboas here, hoping to catch the turtles in the urn with one trick and eliminate the hundreds of millions of jerboas.

100,000 fifth-level Qi cultivators can't challenge the second-level and third-level demon beasts, and if they go, it's like hitting a stone with an egg and killing themselves.

And the jerboa is a demon beast, and it seems weak, this kind of first-level demon beast, divided into forty, divided into forty-one, was disdainful at first, but after hearing the huge number, it aroused their interest.

After ten days of devouring the spiritual power of the flying ants, the 100,000 monks benefited a lot, and the same number of jerboa rats were happy to kill in order to get the spiritual power in return.

Ten monks galloped away with vials of blood, and Murong Linzhi, divided into forty, divided into forty-one, ordered 100,000 monks to dig trenches crisscrossing one after another.

Jerboa is different from flying ants, whether it is strength or speed, jerboa is far more powerful than flying ants, if you want to annihilate jerboa, you not only have to rely on the strength of the monk, but also have to use the terrain.

In the land of thousands of miles, mortals will need ten days to travel day and night, and it will take more than half a day to use animal power.

However, it also takes half a day for the innate monks to go back and forth, and Murong Lin Zhi and the 100,000 monks must complete the arrangement of this pocket array within half a day.

100,000 monks, a large number of people, and three seventh-level array magicians, in less than half a day, a rough pocket array technique was arranged.

Murong Lin Zhi put the excess array materials into the storage bag, just wiped the sweat off his face, and swept away his spiritual sense.

"Prepare for battle. Murong Linzhi, who was sitting on the ground and resting, gave a loud order, and at the same time, his body quickly bounced up from the ground.

Forty, forty-one Seeing Murong Linzhi's movements, the two quickly stood up and responded positively.

"Prepare for battle!" the two shouted loudly, and they transmitted Murong Linzhi's order far, far away, so that every one of the 100,000 monks could hear it.

One hundred thousand monks with swords in their hands, each in place, and everyone's eyes looked into the distance.

Seeing the dust flying in the distance, ten monks galloped desperately towards this side, Murong Linzhi's spiritual sense swept away, and the smile on his face suddenly disappeared.

Forty and forty-one were within a hundred miles, and they could still scan them, and they saw that the ten scouts were running away from here.

The millions of monks who entered the forbidden land were all followers of Murong Linzhi's bloodline, and the ten scouts fled while reporting to Murong Linzhi.

Murong Lin Zhi saw the embarrassed appearance of the ten scouts, so he transmitted: "You have worked hard, the formation technique has been arranged, you retreat and rest, the patriarch of this clan will come to an urn to catch turtles and refine all these demon beasts." ”

When the nine scouts heard this, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief, but everyone was surprised in their hearts, the blood in the jade bottle, at best, was only a hundred drops, why did it cause the jerboa to be so crazy.

They turned back to their leader.

"Captain, you're ......," the nine scouts screamed in unison.

They only saw that hundreds of huge jerboas had climbed on the body of their captain.

"Team...... Long ......" the nine scouts shouted with a cry.

But the scout captain didn't listen to their cries, and in his heart, there was only one thought: "This time it's really big." ”

Murong Lin Zhi handed over the jade bottle to him, and repeatedly explained that each time he threw a blood bead, no more than ten drops.

The leader of the scouts nodded in agreement, but in his heart he was not impressed, and he took nine of his men to a mile away from the jerboa and stopped.

"The patriarch is still too cautious, let's get close to the jerboa colony for a mile, it's not okay. The leader of the scouts said with a smile to the nine men.

"Captain, don't get closer, a few drops of blood, for hundreds of millions of jerboas, I'm afraid that it will be in the sea, throwing a pebble, I'm afraid it won't cause much reaction. ”

Another fat scout said that he had broken through to the peak of the innate fifth layer, but he had not achieved an inch, and he didn't want to waste this opportunity to make meritorious contributions.

The other eight scouts nodded frequently and looked at the leader with blank eyes, they also wanted to make meritorious contributions and show their worth.

The leader shook his head, he couldn't take Murong Linzhi's explanation as a deaf ear.

The nine scouts were deflated, and the fat scout said, "Chief, why don't you increase the number of blood beads thrown for the first time?" ”

The leader was moved, turned to look at the fat scout, and asked, "How much do you think is appropriate to throw for the first time?"

"How's it going?" said the fat scout tentatively.

The leader looked at the jerboa in front of him, all the way north, and shook his head again.

"You're afraid we won't be able to outrun these jerboas. The fat scout said with a smile: "This trip of 100,000 monks, in terms of leg kung fu, we are second, no one dares to say first." ”

After the fat man finished speaking, his face was full of smug looks, and even the fat flesh trembled in the sun.

"Joke, you can be stronger than the patriarch. The leader of the scouts reprimanded: "The patriarch's kung fu is unfathomable, so we might as well do it." ”

"Not bad. Another scout chimed in: "With the demonic power of devouring flying ants, our 100,000 monks are less than one-thousandth of the patriarch and his two retinues. ”

"The patriarch's flesh devours spiritual power, like a bottomless pit, and its blood can be seen, but it is also extraordinary. ”

After the scout leader finished speaking, his eyes immediately returned to the jade bottle, raised the jade bottle to his chest with his right hand, and stroked the cap of the bottle a few times with his left hand.

Then he put his left hand to his nose and sniffed, closing his eyes with a look of intoxication.

"If it's not to lure jerboas, let's take a serious look at the blood of the patriarch and what is hidden in it. The leader of the scouts opened his eyes as if talking to himself.

The nine scouts did not speak immediately, but looked at the jade bottle in the scout leader's hand.

After a while, a tall scout asked, "Why don't we throw five drops of blood and give it a try, as the patriarch instructs." ”

The leader of the scouts glanced at the tall scouts and looked at the group of jerboas.

"We believe that the blood of the patriarch's entourage hides huge spiritual power, but we don't know that this group of beasts in front of us is not interested in blood. ”

The leader of the scouts said as he unscrewed the cap of the jade bottle with his left hand.

"Thirty drops, it should get the attention of these beasts. ”

At this point, the scout flicked his left index finger on the bottom of the jade bottle thirty times.

Thirty drops of blood, with a strong fragrance, flew out of the mouth of the bottle, "swished" and flew 100 meters ahead, and then fell from the air, some fell on the rocks, and some hid in the grass.

When the first drop of blood landed in the air, the strong wind had already sent the scent of blood to a mile away.

And the second drop of blood landed, and the jerboa that was hurrying north immediately stopped.

When the third drop of blood landed, all the jerboa heads turned to face the direction in which the blood bead landed.

"Whoosh" two blood beads hit the ground at the same time, and each jerboa made a "squeak" excited cry from its mouth.

Then one after another, five blood beads fell to the ground, and the fat scout shouted loudly: "Captain, the jerboa's eyes have turned red, and it seems that he is going crazy." ”

But before his words fell, ten blood beads fell to the ground.

"Captain, you can't throw it anymore, the jerboa is already crazy. The tall scout screamed, trying to stop the captain.

"The thirtieth bead of blood has flown to the mouth of the bottle, you run. After the captain finished speaking, he had screwed the cap on the mouth of the jade bottle.

The nine scouts turned, crossed their legs and galloped back.

The leader of the scouts looked at the group of jerboas, and with a "whoosh", like a flood bursting the embankment, rushed towards him.

"Underestimated, underestimated. The leader of the scouts repeated three words as he quickly turned, ripped his legs apart, and ran back desperately.

Hundreds of millions of jerboas poured all over the world, and in their pursuit, a cloud of dust rose up to 100 feet on the ground.

A dry wind blew and made the tips of the scout's ears ache.

The jerboa was very fast, and a few sturdy jerboa quickly caught up with the scout leader.

The galloping scout leader muttered incessantly, and when he felt something in his leg hindering his progress, he unscrewed the cap of the jade bottle, and a drop of blood popped out of it.

With a "whoosh", the blood beads fell to the ground, and the scout leader heard a tearing sound from the rear, as well as a strange "squeak" scream, but he didn't dare to look back.

Because the heel barrier has disappeared, it is more important to escape than to be curious and watch the excitement.

Thousands of miles away, isolated and helpless, only by rushing back to the place of departure quickly, life will be safe.

However, not long after the time passed, obstacles appeared on the hind legs of the feet, and with the first experience, the leader of the scouts drew a scoop with a gourd, and another drop of blood popped out of the jade bottle.

In this way, the leader of the scouts was either twenty miles or more than ten miles, and a drop of blood popped out.

However, the blood beads caused the jerboas to go crazy, and they were chasing at overspeed.

From twenty miles to a drop of bullets, to more than ten miles, and finally to seven or eight miles, the scout leader had to pop a drop of blood out of the jade bottle.

"Underestimated, underestimated. The leader of the scouts had forgotten everything, and only those three words were in his mouth.

And at this moment, there are still twenty miles from the place of departure.

"Captain, we're almost there. "I heard the voice of a fat scout.

"Ask the patriarch for help. The leader of the scouts was startled, and he suddenly came to his senses.

At this moment, there was another obstacle on the back of his foot, and the scout leader didn't say a word, and his index finger flicked to the bottom of the jade bottle.

With a "dang" sound, the jade bottle made a crisp sound, but no blood beads flew out of the bottle.

"Captain, the young master ordered us to step back and rest. "I heard the voice of a fat scout.

However, the scout leader's legs could no longer take a step forward, and at this moment, he felt a weight appear on his back.

At the same time, there is the "hissing" sound when the clothes are torn, and there is also the feeling of crawling and itching of foreign objects.

"My life is at stake!" said the scout leader, and at this time, he stopped his progress, and looked at the place where the patriarch handed over the jade bottle.

"Young master, in this life, it is difficult to repay the grace of the young master's recreation, so you can only wait for the next life. The scout leader shouted with all his might.