Chapter 113 Dark moth, trap

Whoosh, a burly young man flashed past, glanced at Lu Xiaotian in panic, and then continued to run forward.

Judging by the situation, I'm afraid there are still people chasing after him. Hundreds of cultivator teams from various sects entered the Scarlet Forbidden Area, and the fighting between many teams resulted in heavy casualties for some teams, and occasionally some were lucky enough to escape. There are also some who were washed away by the group of monsters. Therefore, there are many more groups of two or three in the forbidden area at this time, or monks who are alone like him.

Sure enough, it didn't take long to hear the footsteps of several monks. It was Lu Xiaotian who frowned slightly and walked away to avoid falling into the siege of other teams.

"I didn't expect there to be a fat sheep here, Junior Brother Mo, take a few people and cut this person down. I'll go after that disciple from the Taiqing Sect just now." A young man with sharp-edged faces who was leading the team leader of the Xutian Sect said coldly. With the order, four people followed Lu Xiaotian immediately.

"Divide troops to chase, these disciples of Xutianmen are really brave enough, and they are not afraid of encountering monks from other sects." Lu Xiaotian cursed, and ran away after using the Wind Control Technique.

The four people behind were chasing after him, but after chasing for a while, they found that Lu Xiaotian was always faster than them because he was also using the Wind Control Technique. After chasing for a while, the distance between the two sides became wider and wider. Just as they were about to give up, a member of the Xutianmen suddenly appeared on the opposite side, and a young man who looked quite mature in the lead shouted, "Junior brother of the Xutianmen, stop this person!" .”

A few tens of feet ahead, this handsome young man with a strange silver badge on his clothes is exactly the costume of a disciple of Xutianmen, and he should be a disciple of other teams of Xutianmen who broke up. It's really unlucky to run away under such circumstances, but to be intercepted by the same sect. Lu Xiaotian was in a very upset mood and accelerated forward.

The handsome young man was also precarious in the forbidden area, wandering around for several days, and now he met his fellow disciples, he immediately looked overjoyed, raised a blue fish scale gun and rushed towards Lu Xiaotian.

Lu Xiaotian's face sank, he stretched out his hand and threw several iron thorn seeds, and several blue-black iron thorn vines waved wildly. He just exchanged two Iron Thorn Seeds from Lu Yun. When he led the team before, it was not convenient to use. After all, he only exchanged with Lu Yun.

Iron thorn seeds are very rare, and they must be collected from iron thorns in places with abundant gold aura. However, the iron thorn vine itself is a third-order monster, and its strength is not weak. Seeds germinate only once every twenty years. Lu Yun was also lucky, and only collected dozens of seeds. If he used a lot in the squad, how to explain the source of so many seeds in his hand? At this time, although the members of the team were dying and scattered, but he was alone and didn't care so much, and could use many methods.

The handsome young man was startled when he saw several iron thorns dancing wildly, but he couldn't stop when he was advancing with all his strength. The handsome young man screamed incessantly, a golden light flashed, and a golden flying sword cut the handsome young man in half.

Lu Xiaotian picked up the storage bag of the handsome young man, looked at the people behind him coldly, and continued to run away without stopping.

"Bastard! If I see this kid again, I must kill him!" Seeing Lu Xiaotian's back disappear into a clump of grass that was as tall as a person, several Xutianmen disciples who were chasing him all the way cursed loudly.

"Shut up, go back." The old-fashioned young man who was the leader scolded him with a livid face, turned around and left.

Trapping the enemy with iron thorns and vines, and then killing them with a flying sword, this routine is not bad. After killing the Xutianmen disciple who was blocking the way, Lu Xiaotian opened the storage bag and couldn't help but roll his eyes. Except for a middle-grade spirit stone with a little value, the others turned out to be just some low-level spirit herbs.

Don't give up for nothing, after leaving the forbidden area, at least you can exchange some low-grade spirit stones.

Put away the things in the storage bag, a breeze came from the east, mixed with a little bloody smell, Lu Xiaotian suddenly became vigilant, looked over, a hundred feet away, two corpses, one blue and one red, lay down strangely Together, the surrounding trees and weeds are in a mess, and many places have traces of being scorched by the spirit fire.

The dead friar in blue stabbed the friar in red in the chest, and the friar in red held a zip line in his right hand and strangled the friar in blue's neck. The death of the two was quite miserable, and it was obvious that they had undergone a fierce struggle before their death. The storage bag showed no signs of being tampered with. More than a dozen yellow-green moths rested on the bodies of the two. This moth can also be seen nearby from time to time.

After Lu Xiaotian hesitated for a while, although he didn't notice that there was an ambush near the two corpses, he still lifted his legs and left. But before going far, Lu Xiaotian found another corpse lying down. The one with a small sword pattern on the clothes on his chest turned out to be a disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect. After encountering this corpse, Lu Xiaotian changed his direction, did not go far, and encountered two more corpses.

Soon, Lu Xiaotian discovered a strange sign, centering on the monks in red and the monks in blue who died together, there were dead monks in several different directions.

"I don't know if this kid is vigilant or cowardly, but he didn't touch the storage bag of the corpse. We couldn't track him if he didn't come into contact with the moth powder." Not long after Lu Xiaotian left, a small mountain in the distance Above, a bald monk in yellow who was hiding behind the canopy said with a frown.

"It may be that there are too many people dying nearby, and I feel a little vigilant. It seems that we have to change places after ambushing a few times. Hey, there is another prey."

On the thick canopy, another beautiful woman in a yellow dress flashed a smile on her face. The bald monk looked around and saw a thin girl from the Huolijiao looked around for a while, then quickly ran to the two fallen corpses, picked up the storage bag and fled, the speed was astonishing. After running for a long way, he glanced back a few times to make sure that no one followed the risky move just now.

The thin nun found a hidden cave nearby and got into it. After a while, two yellow-clothed monks, a man and a woman, set up an ambush at the entrance of the cave. Not long after, the thin girl came out of the cave when a purple and yellow Flying Flying Snake with Flesh Wings rushed towards her.

The thin girl was startled, and just as she was about to return to the cave, the bald monk was already blocking the entrance of the cave, grinning grinningly and stretching out his hand bloodily into the thin girl's chest.

"It seems that we were right when we chose to join the Five Poisons Sect. Although the Five Poisons Sect is a small sect, but some methods are very weird. Just relying on this trap, I ambushed and killed some lonely monks. After the spirit thing goes out, it is enough to replace it with one or two Foundation Establishment Pills." Retrieving the storage bag from the thin girl, the bald monk chuckled.

Lu Xiaotian naturally didn't know about this trap, but his consistent care saved him from trouble. He naturally didn't know that there were some low-level moths flying around on the two corpses. They didn't seem to have any attack power on people, but they could produce a kind of dark moth powder. This kind of moth monk can secretly find people who have been stained with dark moth powder, and secretly set up an ambush to achieve the purpose of killing people and stealing goods.