Chapter 1655 Dark Night

The whistling wind sounded in my ears, at this time Lu Xiaotian, Du Ming, and He Hu were each riding on the back of a Fengguo raccoon. This raccoon is a kind of spiritual beast that has been domesticated by the human race and is extremely psychic. Its strength is only at the twelfth level, and it is not good at fighting. It has a gentle nature. There are not many means of attack, but the endurance is amazing, and the movement is like the wind.

Usually feed on some spirit grass and spirit wood. Some unowned civets in the wild usually exist at a relatively low level in the food chain. It is often the target of other monsters hunting. It's just that the wind fruit civet is extremely fast, and it is not easy to hunt and kill it.

These three Fengguo raccoons are a group of villains that Lu Xiaotian met to block the way, one in the mid-stage of transformation, two early-stage of transformation, and a group of more than thirty juniors of Nascent Soul. A group of people shouted and shouted and surrounded Lu Xiaotian and the others. Lu Xiaotian couldn't help feeling like he had encountered a bandit. Anyway, he is also a strong person who transforms gods, and he doesn't have the demeanor of a strong person at all.

It's just that once this kind of thing happens a lot, Lu Xiaotian will get used to it. After all, I came from an interface that was relatively poor in aura, and it was difficult to change the mindset of hundreds of years all at once. Although the powerhouses of Huashen are not the bottom ones at the moment, they are by no means rare powerhouses. In the former Chiyuan Continent, it is probably equivalent to the status level of Jindan monks.

In the past, in Chiyuan, especially in the Heitian Mountains, it was not uncommon for Jindan monks to do this kind of murder and robbery.

At that time, Lu Xiaotian met the gangsters who came up to besiege, and directly killed the leader of the middle stage of the transformation of the gods and the second leader of the early stage of the transformation of the gods. As for the early stage of the battle against Hehu, Lu Xiaotian fled away with all his courage, and Lu Xiaotian didn't bother to chase after him. After harvesting the mounts of the three monks of the transformation, he had a spirit beast for transportation. At night, the sky is full of stars, and the wind is blowing all around. In the dense jungle that can't be seen at a glance, the roars of various monsters come and go, and occasionally there are bursts of gloomy ghosts passing through the air.

Spirit-transforming cultivators like Lu Xiaotian have extraordinary eyesight, but after being reminded by Du Ming, they generally would not choose to catch up at night, and choose a relatively safe place to stay early. After all, the civet also needs to rest. And they have the wind fruit cat to travel, and they can always maintain the best condition.

No matter where the monsters are, or the local snakes entrenched in one side, they all have a strong sense of territory. And at night, the difference between the activities of the human race during the day will also be attacked by the monsters that come and go.

Amidst the whistling wind, the blood-winged bat monsters with wingspans of several feet and red eyes would occasionally make sharp sounds. Many bats have reached the stage of transformation into gods. Occasionally, there will even be nighthawks from the Void Realm flying across the sky, and from time to time, they will grab the prey on the ground and tear it to pieces. Like some monsters with leopard bodies and wings. Flying lions, demon vultures and so on. These powerful monsters are also the reason why Lu Xiaotian and his group of cultivators are unwilling to fly too much in the sky even in the daytime. In the air, the speed of the cultivators who turned into gods was far inferior to those of these monster birds.

Feng Guoji was extremely docile, and was tied to the entrance of a cave by Lu Xiaotian. Lu Xiaotian set up two restrictions, one is used to isolate the breath, and the other is used to warn. As for the formation restriction of defense and attack, Lu Xiaotian does not have it. After all, refining a set of powerful formations, whether it is used for defense or attack, will consume more time than the spiritual consciousness. is extremely long. Might as well buy a set to be more cost-effective.

Outside the cave, a scream of a monster resounded. Lu Xiaotian sat cross-legged not far from the entrance, and glanced outside. A Thorn Demon, the size of an adult bison, was caught by the blood-winged bat. The Thorn Demon was already an eleventh-level monster. The ****-level blood-winged bat didn't even have the strength to struggle under its claws, so it was directly torn to pieces.

The blood wing bat's sharp mouth sucked, and all the blood scattered in the air was sucked into the body by it. The two halves of the fleshless body were thrown down from the sky like garbage by the blood-winged bat. It fell heavily to the ground. Not long after, he was dragged away by other low-level monsters such as monster wolves, monster rats, or skeletons exuding eerie aura.

Sometimes, the same prey will attract several contenders, and they will fight each other desperately in order to compete for the prey. Some succeed and some fail to be killed. Or a wounded escapee.

In the field under the night sky, killing and fleeing are going on all the time. Lu Xiaotian is no stranger to this.

Amidst a series of hurried noises, several figures jumped out of the night one after another. Followed vaguely are a dozen or so wooden or copper-cast iron puppet giants, or puppet behemoths.

"This is a way." Lu Xiaotian couldn't help but be taken aback when he saw those giants nimbly appearing in the night. With his eyesight, he could naturally see that the giants, or giant beast puppets, were hiding control puppets. man of. In this night, the puppet's own aura is wrapped in the puppet, which can effectively avoid the red-blooded bats in the night sky, or the invasion of other monsters. After all, most of the monsters and monsters attacking the human race still want to satisfy their desires. Or suck the blood of high-level human monks to improve their own strength. But if it was replaced by this kind of wood, or metal bumps, and the human race inside could not be smelled, those monsters would not be interested.

On the contrary, the three human monks, two men and one woman who escaped ahead, attracted the attention of many red-blooded bats and other blood-devouring demon birds. Somewhere farther away, there are also several monsters that are not strong enough to gather nearby.

"Miss Yu, you can't escape. If you tell me the whereabouts of the puppet Jinzhu, I will spare your lives!" A rough voice sounded, and in the night sky, a huge cyan tiger puppet with wings on its back flew towards the sky. , the speed was quite fast, and the blue winged tiger puppet looked down at the two men and one woman who were fleeing.

"I want the puppet golden bead in my hand. Dreaming, if this thing is lost, we will all die. Even if it is handed over, it will definitely not be handed over to you wolfish and ambitious people." With a bright red blood. The breath scolded weakly.

"It seems that you are planning to guard the whereabouts of the puppet golden bead and go to the underworld. Even without you, I can still find out the exact location of the puppet golden bead." The cyan puppet puppet snorted coldly.

"Yu Lie, you traitor, don't think I don't know who you are. Even if you succeed now, sooner or later, once the news leaks out, the family will make your life worse than death!" The man continued to run away.

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