Three Hundred and Sixtieth Chapters Tamagoyaki (10)

After the open space exploded, several figures flashed out of it, and the first figure that came out was none other than the patriarch of the Nine Nether Rats.

"Don't any of you come here! If you come here, I'll cut this thing off right now!" The patriarch of the Nine Nether Rats is no longer as cunning as before, with a fierce look on his face, it can be seen that he was forced to be ruthless and had to Choose to die together.

Shi Yu was only more than three hundred meters away from them, and he saw clearly that he was holding a jade basin in his hand. A plant as thick as a baby's arm grows in the jade basin.

There are a total of six leaves on the plant, the leaves are emerald green, and there is a faint halo around the whole body.

Is this the Soul Concentrating Immortal Grass?

Shi Yu was very moved.

As long as there is this thing, those souls in Dawn City will not dissipate, Fat Cat can also recover, and at the same time, Mrs. Shi's little daughter can also gradually restore her soul. And I can also use this to increase my spiritual power.

"What do you want?" The other patriarchs said with a serious face, "If you dare to cut off the Immortal Soul Grass directly, I guarantee that none of the Nine Nether Rats present will be left. If you don't believe me, you can give it a try!"

"Really?" The patriarch of the Nine Nether Rats laughed miserably, he knew that this matter could not be resolved.

When the Nine Nether Rats were lucky enough to get this Immortal Soul Condensing Grass, they had been trembling with fear, for fear that other people would know the secret and lead to annihilation.

But it is impossible for them to give up this fairy grass directly, so over the years, their family has gradually reduced going out, isolated from the world, and secretly accumulating strength.

Originally, I thought that after so many years, the matter would be over, but I didn't expect that this secret would be exposed because of a rumor.

"I know you all want this fairy grass, and I can give it to you. But I have one request," the patriarch of the Nine Nether Rats pointed to the battlefield below, "As long as you make everyone else stop, I can let go of this fairy grass !"

Things have come to this point, if he continues to seize it, it will only bring disaster to the entire Nine Nether Rat clan.

When the patriarchs heard this, they immediately said: "This is easy to handle."

They issued a few orders, and the fighting on the battlefield below soon stopped. Although many monsters were seriously injured, it was better to be injured than to die.

"All right,

We've done what you said, now it's time to give it to us. "Patriarch Qingluan said proudly.

A ruthless look flashed in the eyes of the Nine Nether Rat Patriarch, "Of course I will do what I say! But there is only one thing, and whoever can snatch it will belong to him."

As he said that, he threw the Soul Condensing Immortal Grass into the air, trying to pull back, but at this moment, he didn't know who stabbed a sword behind him. He was unprepared for a moment, and was pierced through his chest and fell to the ground.

And the Immortal Soul Grass that was thrown out became the life-threatening herb. There were ten patriarchs in total, no matter who got the Immortal Soul Grass first, it would cause others to attack.

One second they were comrades-in-arms, the next they became enemies. In the face of absolute interests, where are there any friends?

Patriarch Qingluan was the first to be wounded, one of his arms was cut off, and he fell to the ground, spurting blood.

Then there is the patriarch of Lin Snake...

Shi Yu held her breath and hid aside, letting her spiritual power wrap her body tightly to prevent herself from being discovered, while watching the patriarchs kill each other.

No other monsters with low cultivation levels can participate in this struggle, so they can only stare at the sky in the middle to see who will be the final victor.

Until the end, when there were only two or three patriarchs left, three figures descended from the sky and jumped to their sides.

"Patriarchs, you are all seriously injured now, I don't think you will be blessed with this fairy grass, why don't you just give it to us!"

The three figures that came over there were exactly the human race that Shi Yu was following. I saw them laughing, and the three cooperated very well to force the patriarchs to throw out the Immortal Soul Grass to save their lives.

Those patriarchs were also depressed in their hearts. They had fought among themselves, and everyone had suffered various injuries. Fighting for this fairy grass today is another new injury plus an old injury.

These three young men seemed to be young, and their cultivation base was inferior to them, just because they were injured, there was nothing they could do at this moment.

"Human race!" The patriarch of the Nine Nether Rats almost burst into flames when he saw them, "Are you all responsible for all this?"

They spread the rumors, and they also made Longdanxiang. If it weren't for them, the Nine Nether Rats would probably be safe and sound now.

The three of them didn't answer his words, they took the Soul Condensing Immortal Grass in their hands to confirm the authenticity, and immediately blew a whistle. There was a clear whistle in the sky, and a giant eagle rushed over from the clouds.

"We're leaving. As for what's going on? Guess for yourself!"

The three smiled triumphantly and were about to leave.

When Shi Yu was about to go forward to snatch it, she was acutely aware of a hint of danger, and immediately withdrew the hand she was about to reach out. At the same time, all her spiritual power gushed out, wrapping her whole body tightly.

"Three human races? Is it true that the old man, the Nine Nether Rats, can come and go whenever he wants?"

The voice came from all directions, and Shi Yu suddenly felt a rush of blood.

And the three people who were about to sit on the giant eagle also spat out a stream of blood donation as if they had been attacked. As for the giant eagle, it screamed and turned into a mass of flesh and blood and smashed to the ground.

"Who are you!" Zheng Ge, one of the three, suddenly asked loudly, with a trace of fear mixed in his tone.

The reason why the Nine Nether Rats became more and more famous was because their clan had a genius master more than two hundred years ago, and because of his appearance, the entire Nine Nether Rat clan gradually grew stronger.

However, that person almost never showed up afterwards, and everyone thought he had gone to the seventh heaven.

Now that such a powerful person suddenly appeared in the Nine Nether Rats, could it be that... that person didn't go to the seventh heaven at all, but hid here all the time?

But he had inquired about it before, obviously those old monsters had already left!

At this time, Brother Zheng's pupils shrank, and he saw a figure slowly appearing on the mountain path in the distance.

The figure was dressed in linen, with a bamboo hat on his head, a fishing rod on his back, and a fishing basket in his hand. He was clearly a fisherman.

"This old man is the one who wants your life!"

As soon as he grabbed it, Zheng Ge and the three of them flew towards his palm involuntarily.

"Ah——" Brother Zheng raised his breath, turned his body in mid-air, and broke away from the suction, "You can't kill me!" He growled at the old man, "We are students of Bailu Academy, if you Kill us, our teacher and the dean will definitely avenge us. You will be able to escape then, but the descendants below you will not have that luck."