Chapter 624: Night Attack
Hundreds of Nascent Soul True Monarchs in midair are scattered on the battlefield, spreading out their consciousness and searching carefully.
A Nascent Soul True Monarch just passed a towering ancient tree, but unexpectedly, a sturdy arm suddenly appeared in the darkness!
This arm, like the body of a python, circled around the body of the Nascent Soul True Monarch and dragged it directly behind the ancient tree!
"what!"
The man only had time to let out a short scream, and then he lost his voice.
boom!
Behind the ancient tree, a figure was thrown out, beyond recognition, its head was shattered!
Although it is impossible to distinguish his appearance, but looking at his body and clothes, it is the Nascent Soul True Monarch who was in danger just now!
"who!"
"kill!"
All the Nascent Soul True Monarchs were furious, shouted loudly, and condensed spells one after another, hitting the ancient tree like a tidal wave.
boom!
The ancient tree was blown to pieces!
In the darkness, a figure can be seen slipping down the ancient tree long ago, swaying, extremely dexterous, burrowing into the jungle, and disappearing in the blink of an eye!
"It's him!"
"That human-shaped beast!"
Although everyone did not see the appearance of this figure clearly, the demonic energy emanating from his body was clearly felt by everyone, which was exactly the same as the disappearing humanoid beast!
"Where to escape!"
Numerous Nascent Soul True Monarchs shouted and jumped to catch up.
But in this jungle, the field of vision was not wide enough. In addition, the night was dark and the visibility was not high. After a while, everyone lost the trace of the humanoid beast!
"What kind of monster is that?"
"I don't know, I just used my spiritual sense to probe it, but it seems that something is blocking it back, and I can't see the body of this monster at all!"
"how so?"
Several Nascent Soul True Monarchs frowned slightly and whispered.
If the demon clan is transformed into a human form, as long as the gap between the cultivation bases is not large, if you want to see through its body, you can use your spiritual sense to find out.
For example, a large python transforms into a human being, but under the shroud of divine consciousness, the picture that is fed back to the mind of the cultivator is a python!
The effect of the demon mirror is more obvious.
Because the demon clan steps into the Dan Dao, they can transform into a human form and speak human words.
If you go one step further and cultivate your primordial spirit, the demon clan will even hide the demonic energy on their bodies, and it will be difficult for cultivators to tell the difference!
Therefore, in ancient times, there was an emperor who created a weapon against the demon clan, called the mirror of the demon, and then it was popularized in the world of self-cultivation.
A high-grade mirror of the demon can be shrouded in mana, and it can even directly illuminate the demon beast back to its original shape!
Even if it can't, the body of the monster will be reflected in the mirror, and everyone around can see it.
"It's weird!"
A True Monarch of Yuan Ying in a black robe muttered.
At this moment, a purple-winged eagle flew towards this side, its eyes were fierce, a pair of sharp claws stuck out, and it grabbed the black-robed cultivator fiercely.
"Beasts are courting death!"
The black-robed cultivator snorted coldly, his fingertips lightly touched his eyebrows, and pulled out a flying sword, the mana spurted out, his robe sleeves waved, and the flying sword broke through the air!
puff!
The speed of this sword is too fast!
The Purple Winged Eagle tried desperately to dodge, but still couldn't avoid it. He was pierced by a sword and his vitality was cut off.
The corpse of the purple-winged eagle fell from the air and passed by the black-robed monk.
The black-robed cultivator didn't care about beheading a Jindan realm spirit demon. While he was pondering, he felt a shadow looming over the corner of his eyes!
Murderous intent emerges, biting to the bone!
In an instant, the black-robed monk fell into an ice cellar!
It's that humanoid beast!
This ferocious beast has been hiding on the body of the Purple Winged Eagle, until the Purple Winged Eagle's body fell and passed by his side, and it suddenly shot!
The black-robed cultivator's flying sword was not by his side, and his expression was flustered.
Unexpectedly, the distance between the two sides is too close, almost in an instant, this figure has already rushed to the front!
The visitor stretched out his hands and directly grabbed the black-robed cultivator's shoulder blades, using his fingers vigorously.
puff!
The nails on the fingertips are like daggers, piercing the flesh and bones of the black-robed monk in an instant!
"what!"
The black-robed cultivator let out a pained cry, and the cold sweat dripped down instantly.
Before he could react, the person who came had already bent his knees and bumped into him, like a galloping horse.
boom!
The black-robed monk's chest collapsed deeply, his eyes bulged, and with a stab, his two arms were torn off!
Blood mist spurts!
Another Nascent Soul True Monarch perished!
"Beast, so brave!"
The other Nascent Soul True Monarchs reacted, and they were furious in their hearts.
This black shadow killed the black-robed cultivator in the dark of night. The figure did not stop in mid-air at all, turned into a stream of light, and burrowed into the dense forest next to it.
Seven turns and eight turns, rushed into the beast tide, and soon disappeared!
Numerous Nascent Soul True Monarchs chased here, but they found nothing, all with ugly faces.
Under the anger, many True Monarchs of Nascent Soul took action one after another, bursting out spells, sacrificing magical tools, and almost razing the surrounding ancient trees and jungles to the ground!
The nearby monsters suffered countless casualties!
On the spirit boat, Prince Daxia was a little anxious and couldn't help asking: "Where did this beast go? Can't just let him escape like this!"
The white-shirted woman frowned lightly, and said suspiciously, "For some reason, my divine sense was unable to lock onto this person's deeds. As soon as the divine sense spread, it was isolated."
"I also have this feeling."
The bald man nodded.
Everyone subconsciously looked at the thin old man.
Among the three, the thin old man had the oldest qualifications and the highest cultivation.
"There are only two possibilities."
The thin old man pondered: "First, what kind of magic secret technique does this monster practice, which can isolate spiritual consciousness; second, what treasures does this monster carry on its body, which can isolate spiritual consciousness!"
The two women in white shirts nodded, thoughtfully.
A cold light flashed in the thin old man's eyes, and he said solemnly, "This monster's cultivation realm is not high, and it is unrealistic to cultivate such a magic method. I guess, this monster should have a treasure on its body!"
The white-shirted woman and the bald-headed man moved in their hearts, and greed flashed in their eyes, which was fleeting.
Such treasures are also rare for them!
Thin old people expected good.
Su Zimo was the 'human-shaped beast' who made successive shots to kill the two True Monarchs of Nascent Soul.
The treasure in the thin old man's mouth is the rosary beads of King Ming.
Although Su Zimo is an immortal and demon fellow practitioner, no matter whether he is an immortal or a demon, he has not cultivated his primordial spirit.
What's more, facing hundreds of Yuan Ying True Monarchs!
Fighting it hard would be completely self-defeating.
His advantage is the power of close combat!
Su Zimo took advantage of the complex environment of the Canglang Mountains, the dark night, the rosary beads of the King of Ming Dynasty, the change of body shape, the makeover and many other means to kill the two Nascent Soul True Monarchs.
Although the process is simple, life and death just happen between breaths.
But only Su Zimo knew the danger in it.
If he is a step behind, if there is a slight error, he will be locked by hundreds of Yuan Ying True Monarchs, and he will be killed on the spot!
Moreover, after killing two True Monarchs of Nascent Soul in a row, the remaining cultivators were already on full alert, and any disturbance would lead to a thunderous offensive.
The night has passed.
The sky is getting brighter.
It is almost impossible to think about a sneak attack.
Su Zimo was hidden in the depths of the jungle, almost integrated with the surrounding, with a cold expression, quietly looking at the largest spirit boat in the air.