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What?
What the hell is this?
Just when Tang Xin was confused, the little fox in his arms suddenly became agitated, and a chill rushed straight to Tang Xin's forehead.
"Run!"
Without saying a word, she pulled Lianxin, dodged a few times, and with the help of the rebound force of the cave wall, came out.
boom--
As soon as they came out, the cave where they had been hiding collapsed completely and was blocked by a pile of rubble.
Judging from the situation, even a cultivator who has established his foundation would be dead if buried in there.
The problem is, there was no natural disaster, and there were no high-level monks fighting nearby. How could a perfectly good cave collapse just like that?
"Come to think of it," Lian Xin looked at the scene in front of her and suddenly realized, "It seems that there is a spiritual beast that likes to burrow into the ground nearby. Now it happens to be the breeding season, so it digs holes everywhere..."
Is this okay?
Why don't you send a meteorite crashing into the mountain?
Boom—bang—
A red light flashed across the sky, and a meteorite with a long tail hit the hill in front of it exactly.
"..."
"Meteorites from outer space?" Lian Xin said happily, "I'm so lucky. Meteorites from outer space usually contain a lot of precious refining materials. You can't usually come across them!"
Hey, you weren't the one who attracted the meteorite here, were you?
After happily knocking off some precious materials from the meteorite, the "Saint" looked at the disappearing cave and sighed.
"I didn't expect to receive a gift from nature when I left..."
beep-
A large group of burrowing beasts with sharp iron horns emerged from the rubble, chirping and making a lot of noise.
"Oh, right. I heard that when these burrowing spirit beasts appear in groups, they will attract another kind of natural enemy that specializes in hunting them down. That is a spirit beast with a hard shell all over its body. Even a Jindan cultivator cannot deal with it..."
"Stop talking," Tang Xin patted her shoulder, "I already understand what it means to be in constant disaster... Let's go, get the things from the Hundred Poisons Hall, and then leave this damn place!"
Chapter 77 Meow
Deep in the Hundred Poison Mountains.
"Take my whirlwind punch!"
"Break the Dark Sky Palm for me!"
Ola Ola Ola——
Wood big wood big wood big——
Bang! Swish! Boom!
"Damn it, I won't accept this..."
"The devil is one foot high, the Tao is ten feet high, so be punished!"
As the demon cultivator stared unwillingly at his last moment of death, this disciple from the righteous sect dealt him the final blow.
After marching deep into the mountains, the righteous disciples began to gain some results.
Fighting with the demon monks was extremely thrilling. Every move of both sides was aimed at the opponent's weak points. If you were not careful, you might die on the spot.
Under such stimulation, some people seemed to have an epiphany and broke through the bottleneck that had troubled them for a long time.
However, there are some righteous disciples who are not so lucky. They are defeated or captured by the evil cultivators, which basically means that their cultivation life is over.
Due to the struggle between good and evil, the poisonous insects and snakes, wild beasts and spiritual animals in the mountains all became restless, which further aggravated the chaos.
"It's so dangerous, meow," Ah Miao muttered to himself as he hid in the dark and secretly observed the battle between the righteous and evil monks, "I don't even dare to walk around casually, meow."
After being teleported out of the cave, the little cat demon was unconscious for a while. Fortunately, it was not taken away by wild beasts and eaten as dinner.
After waking up, she found that there was no one around her.
Originally speaking, with the cultivation level at the peak of the foundation building stage, there shouldn't be any big problem in evacuating safely from the Hundred Poison Mountains.
But now the battle is at a white-hot stage, and with her half-demon identity, no matter whether she is encountered by the good or the evil side, her fate may not be good.
So, she has been wandering deep in the mountains these days, trying her luck to see if she can find "teammates".
If there were a righteous monk who could prove his identity, the risk would be much smaller.
Only after the righteous monks had searched the evil cultivator and taken away the valuables from him did A Miao dare to come out cautiously.
"It really makes everyone feel uneasy..."
There are demonic cultivators in the Hundred Poison Mountains. As a cultivator who lives near the mountains, she has known this for a long time.
She knew even more clearly that the demonic cultivation forces in the mountains were not "orthodox" at all, and could only be considered marginal figures in the world of demonic cultivation.
They gathered here because the Hundred Poison Mountains were once the "demon cultivators' nest" of Qingzhou many years ago, leaving behind many demon cultivators' relics.
Just like the righteous cultivators always dream of having adventures and soaring to the sky, the demon cultivators who have just entered the demonic path, of course, also want to take advantage of the influence of their predecessors and gain even more powerful strength.
But how can it be so simple? Opportunities and risks often coexist. Being too ostentatious will only bring disaster.
"Do less bad things in your next life, meow," Ah Miao sighed as he looked at the corpse of the demon cultivator, "If you want to do something, make sure you have the power to protect yourself first..."
Roar--
Just as she was sighing, "Although I rob, beat people with clubs, and engage in gang fights, I am still a good cat," a deafening roar of an animal came from not far away.
She suddenly became excited.
Judging from the momentum of the voice, it is definitely a Jindan stage spirit beast, and definitely one with great combat power!
Not good, run!
A Miao turned around and ran away.
"So, deep in the Hundred Poison Mountains, there is a spirit beast that is extremely poisonous all over. It particularly likes to capture humans with abundant spiritual energy and will never give up until it catches its prey..."
"You should have said this earlier!"
A strange voice and another somewhat familiar voice made her stop again.
Wait, this voice is...
boom!
A ferocious beast that looked like a lion but had colorful fur broke the tree trunk and chased after them from behind.
And in front of it were two girls running at the fastest speed.
"Tang Xin?"
A Miao said in surprise.
"Little Meow Meow?" Tang Xin was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly shouted, "What are you stopping for? Run!"
"I got it, nya!"
A Miao jumped onto a tree. His body was far more flexible than that of a human monk. He shuttled back and forth among the trees while keeping an eye on the situation behind him.
"Still chasing?"
Tang Xin turned around, took out his Soul-Devouring Banner, and waved his hand.
call--
An auspicious light burst out and headed straight for the spirit beast.
The rainbow-like light gave people a healing feeling, but the ferocious beast stopped at the first moment, as if facing a formidable enemy.
"What, there's a launch slogan?"
Tang Xin frowned, posed reluctantly and shouted.
"Accept the sanction!"
Light descended from the sky and shone on the beast, which immediately let out a painful growl.
After a few breaths, this spiritual beast, which even the Jindan cultivators found difficult to deal with, voluntarily gave up its prey, dived into the forest, and disappeared.
"Soul Devouring Banner? And it has already absorbed souls?"
Lian Xin took a breath of cold air.
"How did you do it?"
As the chief disciple of a righteous sect, he was secretly refining the Soul-Devouring Banner. If he was caught, wouldn't he be paraded through the streets?
"I haven't done anything bad," Tang Xin explained immediately, "I usually just pick up junk... The corpse of the demon cultivator is still warm, I want to see if I can use it."
The role model of righteousness ran back to the corpse of the demon cultivator and waved the Soul-Devouring Banner back and forth over it.
"Not bad, not bad. It seems that just warming it up will be fine... Little elf, look at you. A dead person has lost all his vitality, so it won't work? Is it troublesome to raise him?"
A Miao squatted on the branch and watched everything. It was not right to speak, nor was it right to remain silent.
Soul Devouring Banner? Where is the Soul Devouring Banner? That strange-looking cane?
Who is this new guy who exudes a "holy" aura? Which disciple of the righteous sect?
After absorbing it, Tang Xin put away the Soul-Devouring Banner and looked at the cat demon he met unexpectedly.
"Well, how should we deal with this person..."
Tang Xin said in a deep voice.
I can’t let this cat demon know my “real” identity. Otherwise, how can I return to Xuanling Sect if it gets out?
"There's no other way. Just knock her out. Can't you erase her memory? Give her a try."
"This secret technique is for use on humans. I don't know what effect it will have on creatures other than humans..."
Lian Xin shook her head.
"Side effects are side effects," Tang Xin said with dead fish eyes, "otherwise we can only throw her into the Poison Flower Valley to feed the bugs..."