Journey To Longevity

It's just that Zhang Shiping has disappeared without a trace at this moment, only a ray of red light leisurely fell on the black and flat triangular head of the giant python.

As soon as the red light came into contact with the scales, it immediately blended into it silently, and the giant python's eyes suddenly glowed red, roaring and roaring, spewing out a jet of black air, and spreading forward.

Wherever the black air goes, the trees are withered, the soil and rocks are scorched black, and the stench is blown everywhere with the wind.

The giant python walked through the forest, swinging its long iron-like tail from time to time, and broke the big tree with the thickness of an ordinary person's waist in one fell swoop, causing the animals and birds on the island to jump up and down in shock, and instinctively ran away for their lives.

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More than ten days later.

Over the sea area of ​​Chenopodium Island in the South China Sea, a brown flying boat about ten feet long flew from the direction of Binhai City. There were seven or eight monks of different cultivation levels on the flying boat.

Most of these monks are in the late stage of Qi refining, and there are only two in the foundation stage. One is an old man in the middle stage of foundation establishment, and the other is a younger-looking man in the early stage of foundation establishment.

This group of people stopped when they flew tens of miles away from the nameless island. The old man among them walked to the bow of the boat. He closed his eyes and began to perform exercises.

After a few breaths, the old man suddenly opened his eyes, and the blue light in his eyes flickered slightly. He stared forward with his clear eyes, and saw the forest on the unnamed desert island in the distance. Many trees fell to the ground in all directions, as if they had been destroyed by some kind of behemoth.

Seeing this, a smile appeared on the old man's face. He put away his exercises and asked a blue-clothed monk in the late stage of Qi refining on the flying boat:

"Guangrun, did you see that black-scaled python on that island last time? Think about it carefully, how did you encounter it at that time, so that we can judge again, what kind of monster is this?" python?"

"Elder, the monster python is about seven or eight feet long, with black scales all over its body, red eyes, and an extremely irritable temperament. Judging from its aura, it should be around the middle of the second level. I rested on the ground for a while, but just as I fell, when I was still ten or twenty feet away from the ground, the demon python suddenly shot out of the forest like a flying arrow, and almost tore me off. The beast failed, just fell At the same time, it sprayed another puff of black air, and I only smelled a little, and I felt dizzy. Fortunately, I hid a detoxification pill in the tooth socket, otherwise I would not be able to come back." The blue-clothed monk said a little Said with fear.

"Black scales and red eyes, a body seven to eight feet long, and the ability to breathe black air, these are all too common. In the islands of the South China Sea, there are no less than ten kinds of monster pythons with these characteristics. It seems that we have to lure them out to know Which kind is it? But this monster python seems to have a low level of intelligence, and it must not be too high, otherwise it will lurk for a while, and you will not be able to escape. It’s just that nearly ten days have passed, if the island It's not where its lair is, and I don't know if it left," said the man in the early stage of foundation establishment.

"We can only make random guesses here, fly the spirit boat forward, stop about three miles from the edge of the island, and don't fly too low, at least keep it at a height of four or fifty feet, otherwise if it is that The first monster python hides its cultivation, deliberately let Guangrun go, and lured us to come, then it will suffer." The old man said calmly.

The monsters on land are different from those of the sea clan. The spiritual intelligence of the second-level monsters is already comparable to that of ordinary people in their teens, and they are not as ignorant as the sea beasts of the same level of cultivation.

Under the order of the old man, another late-stage Qi-refinement cultivator who was manipulating the flying boat immediately activated the Wind Control Formation and flew forward.

Three miles away from the edge of the island, the group stopped again.

The old man and the middle-aged man left the flying boat with their weapons, and slowly approached the island while fully unfolding their spiritual sense to detect the nearby wind and grass.

After a while, the two flew the last distance and set foot on the island.

The middle-aged man wiped the animal imperial bag around his waist, and saw a flash of white light. On the open space in front of him, there were four more tightly bound yellow cattle, each of which was a new-ranked monster. Fat and bright.

'Moo...' the ox demon wailed.

There are more than one foot wounds on the stomachs of these yellow bull demons, and blood is still oozing from the wounds from time to time.

And the old man turned his hand and took out a black square stone seal, holding a few light green talismans in one hand, and was looking around vigilantly.

The middle-aged man didn't delay, he took out a long sword, and neatly cut several wounds on each of these yellow bull monsters. Suddenly, the flesh rolled up, and the bright red blood continued to flow out from the wounds. one place.

He took out another white jade vial, unscrewed the cork, poured a few drops of the demon-attracting liquid on the wounds of the ox, and then waved his sleeve, sending the smell of blood and the scent of the demon-attracting liquid towards the woods.

After finishing these, the two immediately flew up the imperial weapon and headed towards the spirit boat.

After returning to the spirit boat, the cultivator who operated the spirit boat pinched a few formulas extremely skillfully, a white mist suddenly dispersed, wrapped the spirit boat like a cloud, and disappeared whereabouts.

It's just that the flying boat is in the mid-air, so this move seems a little abrupt, but the man-made traces of the chained scalper are even more obvious.

From the point of view of this group of people, if even a bait like the ox demon can lure the monster python out, then the demon spirit must not be very smart, and naturally it will not be able to find them miles away.

And if the demon python can withstand the smell of blood and the lure liquid, then the demon's spiritual wisdom has already been greatly enlightened, maybe it is at the late stage of the second level, then it is not something they can match.

In the face of such monsters, as long as they are a little careless, they may all be left behind.

Hunting monsters is an adventure, especially for such a small family, if you are not extremely careful, you may be swallowed by the monsters during a certain time of hunting monsters.

"The weight of Thousand Illusion Drunken Grass is correct." The old man asked while staring at the front.

"Elder, don't worry, I stuffed the Thousand Illusory Drunken Grass in the belly of the bull demon myself, and each head contained three catties. Once the demon python swallows the bull demon, it will be considered as two pieces of meat when it digests it. For a monster in the middle stage, this amount can also make it drunk to death for three days. But if it is in the late stage of the second stage, then we don’t know how effective the medicine will be? We haven’t hunted down that kind of monster yet, so we don’t know yet.” The monk in blue said.

"That's good, let's not talk about these things, right now the demon python is still in this island." The old man Bai Shisheng said.

This Thousand Illusory Drunken Grass is a kind of spiritual grass that was accidentally bred by a planter in their family. It was originally intended to be used to make wine, but one time, the Bai family discovered that several low-level demons raised by the family The beast, after eating the lees, was drunk to death for several days.

The planter spent another 20 to 30 years, and after generations of cultivation, he finally obtained the spirit grass that can even intoxicate a second-order monster, and named it Qianhuanzui.

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PS: Thanks to the leader of "Submarine Street" for the reward, and thank you for your long-term support.