Chapter 117 Confluence

This area is densely wooded and overgrown with weeds. Lu Xiaotian and Fan Qing were chased around. Not long after, they fled to a sea of ​​flowers with more than ten acres.

Gorgeous pink trumpet-shaped flowers. The end is very good-looking. Originally, Lu Xiaotian also planned to jump into the sea of ​​flowers. However, there are sporadic bones under the tall and human-deep flower trees, many of which have just died. A trace of vigilance surged in his heart, and he changed direction. But Fan Qing, who was in a panic, jumped in. Soon a bizarre scene appeared, the trumpet-shaped coquettish flowers suddenly opened, swallowing Fan Qing whole in one gulp.

"It turned out to be the ogre flower that has been extinct in the world of cultivating immortals for a long time!"

Lu Xiaotian suddenly remembered the biography written by a monk named Zeng Yi in Lingxiao Palace, which introduced a kind of flower that was no different from the one in front of him, attracting birds and animals with coquettish and beautiful flowers, waiting for it to approach, and then devouring it in one bite.

Lu Xiaotian felt a chill in his heart, and he could see the tubular flower tree squirming. Fan Qing struggled violently inside, a ball of flames exploded, and Fan Qing howled miserably and stumbled out of it. The Taoist robe on his body has been corroded, and there are scattered strips of cloth on the surface, and his face is covered with mucus, corroded into pits and pits, which is extremely ugly.

But Fan Qing was very unlucky, just escaped from one piranha, stumbled into two other piranhas. Two trumpet-shaped flowers opened their mouths at the same time, one biting the head and the other biting the legs.

"Not good!" Just as Lu Xiaotian was about to rescue Fan Qing, dozens of huge white-haired spiders had already arrived. He had no choice but to give up for the time being and put a distance away first, otherwise it would be very troublesome to be caught by those tenacious spider silks.

Crack, in the huge pull, Fan Qing was torn in two by the piranha, the flower closed and squirmed, and Fan Qing disappeared.

As soon as Fan Qing died, the news about the purple ginseng was interrupted. Annoyed, Lu Xiaotian turned around, and the cyan flying knife swept across, smashing a few white-haired spiders that were rushing forward, and then ran away again.

After fleeing tens of feet away, the traction talisman on his body moved.

A look of surprise flashed across Lu Xiaotian's face. It had been more than 20 days since his team was dispersed, and it was the first time he met fellow monks, and judging from the vibration of the traction talisman, there were quite a few fellow monks. For the time being, it's better not to let other monks know that they have magic weapons. With a flash in Lu Xiaotian's eyes, he replaced the cyan knife with a golden flying sword.

There was a lot of movement on the opposite side, Lu Xiaotian ran for a while, and more than 30 people came out one after another in front of him, 15 of them were disciples of Lingxiao Palace, and the leader was a beautiful woman with fair complexion and a slim figure. It was Wu Yan who had scolded him angrily in the martial arts arena of Lingxiao Palace.

The other team consisted of all blue-clothed disciples with flying snow patterns embroidered on their chests, they were disciples of Xuanbingmen.

"Junior Sister Wu, I didn't expect to meet your fellow sect here. It seems that your fellow sect is in a bad situation. Would you like Brother Yu to help?" The leader of Xuanbingmen is a personable person with a A handsome young man waving a white folding fan said to Wu Yan very eagerly.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Meng, for your kindness. My disciples from Lingxiao Palace can handle this little matter. Junior Sister Zhu, you bring someone up to help him get rid of those white-haired spiders." Wu Yan put on a pretty face, After looking at Lu Xiaotian expressionlessly, he said.

"Yes, Senior Sister Wu." Behind Wu Yan, a tall woman holding an ice bow flew forward with six people. All seven of them drew their bows and set up arrows, and the tall slender woman surnamed Zhu shot out an ice arrow. In the blink of an eye, a third-order white-haired spider was shot straight through. The remaining six women form a group of three. Shooting arrows in turn, attacking and coordinating, the coordination is quite methodical.

Lu Xiaotian was surprised when he saw this. The seven lesbian archer squads were enough to equal more than a dozen ordinary team members. No wonder there were seven fewer disciples in Lingxiao Palace than Xuanbingmen. Wu Yan still treated Xuanbing Senior brother Meng did not pretend to be speechless on the white door. Although bows and arrows don't look simple, the cooperation of these seven women is enough to make up for the lack of numbers.

After a few rounds of arrows, there were only a dozen or so of the more than thirty white-haired spiders left. Seeing the monks in the brigade, they felt that they had no chance of winning, so they quickly fled into the grass. Lu Xiaotian had no choice but to recall the golden flying sword that flew into the air. Originally, he planned to do his best, but he didn't expect this arrow team to kill more than ten feet, and the others were scared away, which saved him a lot of trouble.

The seven female archers collected their arrows in a heroic manner, and the male disciples of Lingxiao Palace and Xuanbingmen were fascinated by watching them.

"What are you doing standing there like a log, you haven't returned to the team yet." Wu Yan scolded Lu Xiaotian coldly.

The other monks gloated at Lu Xiaotian, wondering where this unlucky fellow had offended Wu Shijing.

Lu Xiaotian rubbed his nose in embarrassment, he knew about his family affairs, Wu Yan should have recognized him at this time, and she was still brooding over the fact that she stood by and refused to pick up Cheng Ze in the martial arts arena. But Wu Yan just gave him face, which is much better than those who stabbed him or refused to save him.

"Brother, you came from the front, have you ever heard about purple ginseng?" Brother Meng asked seemingly unintentionally, shaking his fan.

"This brother is joking. I am only alone. It is good to survive in this dangerous place. How can I find out about purple ginseng." Lu Xiaotian shrugged, but he did not lie , it was very likely that Fan Qing knew about it, but it is a pity that he is dead now.

"So, we can only search this area step by step." Brother Meng said with a sigh and regret.

"Senior Brother Meng, this area is quite large. If we search together, it will be time-consuming and laborious. Why don't we search separately during the day, leave marks along the way, and gather together at night, so as to save time. What do you think, Senior Brother Meng?" Wu Yan He looked at the young man surnamed Meng seemingly inquiringly, but his tone did not seem to be discussing.

"That's fine, but Brother Yu is quite reluctant to part with Junior Sister Wu. Junior Sister Wu has to take care. If something goes wrong, send a signal immediately. Brother Yu will come to help as soon as possible even if he risked his life." The young man surnamed Meng said with a look of reluctance.

"Thank you Senior Brother Meng for your kindness. If there is any accident, Senior Brother Meng will be notified." Wu Yan nodded with a slightly unnatural expression, cupped her hands, and left directly with the disciples from Lingxiao Palace.

"Brother Meng, this kid just now looked very unusual. He was able to escape from the pursuit of dozens of white-haired spiders. He must not be an ordinary person. The little bitch surnamed Wu was with us before. People immediately propose to separate, it is inevitable that there will be no secrets!"

A young man with evil eyes next to him said in a low voice.