Xiuxian Baiyi System, I know everything

The purple-faced baboons and Song Zhong, who were fighting at the moment, did not notice this.

The battle was still very fierce.

To say that Song Zhong and Chen Li were still quite capable.

Although the baboon leader's cultivation was higher than his own, he relied on a set of first-grade high-quality magic weapons and flying knives in his hands.

Song Zhong not only fought hard with him, but also occasionally freed his hands to help his third brother who was besieged by the monster group.

Chen Li was not simple either. The offensive talismans in his hand were continuously activated like spirit stones.

These were obtained from the demon cultivators who attacked them. There were a lot of them. At this moment, they were all used by him, killing and injuring many purple-faced baboons.

Overall, the two could still hold on for a while.

However, if this continued, defeat was a matter of time. The two had already begun to communicate with each other to discuss the breakout.

"Brother, no, there are too many purple-faced baboons. If we continue to fight, we may not be able to escape defeat."

"What if it's up to you? What should we do now? Wouldn't it be a big loss if we retreat?

Not only have we lost the trace of the yellow-velvet monkey, but we haven't picked the jade fruit."

"Of course I don't want to leave, but we are about to lose now!

Now my Dantian mana is less than half left.

If we want to retreat now, we can still do it. If we fight with these baboons for a while, I guess we won't be able to run away."

Hearing the complaints of the third brother, Song Zhong knew that this couldn't go on. It was time to make a decision.

He gritted his teeth, and under his control, seven flying knives stabbed frantically at the vital points of the baboon leader.

This move forced the opponent to frantically wave his claws to resist the flying knives that were shot at him at high speed, making him flustered all of a sudden.

Song Zhong also took advantage of this gap and directly took out a fist-sized ball with black spikes on the outside from the storage bag. There was a faint arc flashing on it.

When the third brother saw what the second brother was holding, he was shocked at first, and then he said happily:

"Second brother, this is Tianleizi, where did you get it from?"

Song Zhong did not answer, but frantically urged his magic power to inject it into the ball. After a faint light flashed on it, he threw it towards the baboon leader in front of him.

At this moment, the baboon leader had just blocked seven sharp flying knives when he saw something flashing with blue arcs coming towards him.

Although he did not recognize what it was, he instinctively felt that it was a huge danger.

Because the distance was too close, it was too late to dodge.

But by chance, at this moment, there was a purple-faced baboon of the first-level middle grade flying backwards towards it.

The baboon leader was overjoyed when he saw this, and grabbed the unlucky subordinate and blocked the ball.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, a thunder appeared in the sky and sounded in the ears.

Even though they were hundreds of feet away, Xu Feng and his men still heard the deafening sound.

And then, another roar that was even more heartbreaking than the explosion just now reached everyone's ears.

"Ah!"

This cry was very painful and sad, and it was obvious that they had suffered great damage.

"Captain, it seems that the situation has changed!"

Xu Feng transmitted the message to everyone.

"Yes, it should be Song Zhong and the other two who used their trump cards to reverse the situation. Do we still follow the original plan?"

The hunchbacked monk asked.

Shi Fenyue lowered his head and pondered for a few breaths after hearing this, and then said with a firm look:

"Follow the original plan, but be vigilant, after all, we are about to reach the Jade Spirit Fruit Tree."

At this moment, they have circled into the dense forest behind the hill, and the Jade Spirit Fruit Tree is where they will be after passing through it.

Back to the battlefield, although the baboon leader found an unlucky subordinate as a scapegoat at the last moment.

But he still underestimated the power of the Heavenly Thunder Seed. After this thing was sacrificed, it was equivalent to the full force of a first-level foundation-building cultivator, and it was also equivalent to the attack of a second-level monster.

The difference in combat power between foundation-building and Qi-refining is quite large. A first-level foundation-building cultivator can easily deal with more than a dozen ninth-level Qi-refining cultivators.

After the smoke of the explosion of the Heavenly Thunder Seed dissipated, the two thick arms of the purple-faced baboon leader disappeared directly, and a large area of ​​skin on his body was broken, and blood was constantly oozing out.

"Haha, it's what he deserves. Let's see who can stop our brothers now."

After his second brother sacrificed the Heavenly Thunder Seed, Chen Li had been observing the movements here all the time. At this moment, seeing the miserable appearance of the baboon leader, he laughed out loud.

The purple-faced baboons that had originally besieged him now all gathered in front of their leader, guarding him while accepting the next order.

Then they heard the baboons begin to call out in a unique rhythm, which seemed sad and full of resentment.

Song Zhong and the others didn't care. As long as the baboons didn't attack them and didn't stop them from picking spiritual fruits, they didn't want to kill them all.

After all, there were still more than 30 baboons left.

But just as they walked out not far, they heard two earth-shaking roars from the direction of the Jade Spiritual Fruit Tree, and the momentum was even stronger than that of the baboon leader just now.

"Not good, this should be a second-level purple-faced baboon. The ones who fought with us just now should only be the children of the second-level baboons. The real baboon leaders should be these two second-level ones."

Song Zhong said in horror.

"Then what we should do next..."

Before Chen Li finished asking, he saw his second brother taking off with his sword, and he did not forget to remind him:

"What are you asking? Run away!"

"oh oh."

Only then did Chen Li react, immediately jumped on his flying magic weapon, and was about to escape.

But it was too late. As soon as his shield magic weapon took off, a huge palm and the magic weapon were slapped down, directly smashing a deep pit with a radius of one foot on the ground.

Chen Li was lying in the pit, with more air coming out and less air coming in. He could not survive.

"Bang!"

Feeling that the humans in the pit were still alive, the second-level baboon, who was more than four feet tall, punched out again.

It was directly smashed into a pulp, and the shield magic weapon was stuck together, and it couldn't be buckled off.

After confirming that the intruder was completely dead, the second-level purple-faced baboon continued to chase the other person.

Originally, with Chen Li delaying time, it stands to reason that Song Zhong could run away.

After all, even the running speed of a second-level purple-faced baboon cannot catch up with a Qi-refining monk who can fly with a sword.

But things in this world are just such coincidences.

When he heard the unwilling roar coming from behind him, getting farther and farther away from him, he thought he was about to escape.

But he didn't expect that when he looked behind him, a smile appeared on his face and he turned around again.

A yellow shadow flashed before his eyes, and then there was severe pain in his right eye. The pain was so painful that he almost fell off the flying magic weapon, and it also greatly affected the speed of his sword flying.

After such a delay, the second-level baboon behind him had already caught up with him, and he ended up with the same fate as Chen Li.

Unlike his third brother, in the last moments of his life, he thought of the yellow figure that attacked him, and the thought flashed through his mind, could this be retribution?