That night, there were no tents and no accommodation. Wu Tong and Zheng Jian usually slept in the open air and could fall asleep lying on a stone. Lin Muyu had no choice but to take out the white robe from the Qiankun bag and spread it on the grass, and then formed a roof to spread it on the branches to block the dew. Fortunately, the depths of the white-leaf forest were like spring, and there was no cold wind at night. Although this small camping site did not block the wind, it was quite good.

When the sky broke through dawn, Qin Yin finally woke up, feeling that the spiritual platform was full, and her whole body became full again. On the side, Lin Muyu was cooking a pot of meat soup with stew. Wu Tong and Zheng Jian picked a lot of wild vegetables and cooked them together, and the taste seemed to be better. A fragrance spread around, so that several young wolves appeared in the jungle, as if they were seduced by the fragrance.

"It's Xunlang."

Wu Tong smiled slightly: "What a cute Xunlang, how long has it been since Xunlang appeared in the Baiye Forest?"

Zheng Jian's eyes were soft: "It's been about three thousand years, these three young wolves are so cute."

"yes."

Wu Tong smiled and suddenly disappeared from the spot. The next moment, his palms danced, and he slapped all three swift wolves to death with a "papapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapa

Qin Yin: “…”

Lin Muyu: “…”

...

Not long after, the meat was cooked and the four of them had a good meal and were ready to leave.

Lin Muyu did not summon Taxue again, so he let it live in this forest for a few days. The more he stepped into the depths of the Tianshu Stele Forest, the more dangers there were. Although there were ice palms and fire fists guarding the side, it was not guaranteed that he would meet Luo Lan and others. Lin Muyu didn't want this Taxue to step into the footsteps of her father's Jedi and was slapped to death by Luo Lan.

After resting for a night, Lin Muyu's fighting spirit and physical strength have also returned to its peak state. Most of the injuries he suffered the day before have healed, and his combat power has recovered to at least 90%. He can take risks again. The dense forest is full of lush maple trees, birch trees and some unknown trees. In the fertile field, there are natural stalagmites that break out from the ground. If you look closely at the material, you will find that the stone tablets used to carve the heavenly book are made of these stalagmites as raw materials.

The four of them did not leave in a hurry. In front of them, a milky white stalagmites soared into the sky, about 100 meters high, like a wonder. Lin Muyu and Qin Yin couldn't help but say "Wow".

Zheng Jian smiled and explained: "Everyone has spirits. In the white-leaf forest, the same is true for mountains and rocks. These rocks are originally elves in the mountains, just like elves in the air. They can grow vigorously on their own."

Qin Yin was stunned and smiled and said, "You mean, stones can grow?"

"yes."

Zheng Jian clasped his fists very seriously and said, "Miss Qin Yin, the spirituality of stone comes from the earth-type elves. The stone originally came from the earth-type elves. Although the flame stone elves are very dull and clumsy, they are also the most honest element. Therefore, most of the heavenly books of earth-type laws exist as attacks by rocks. This... the descendants should understand."

Lin Muyu naturally understood that he used the lower-grade book of the Rock Rules to hit Luo Lan, and almost made Luo Lan's chrysanthemums bloom. He could never forget this scene, so he nodded and said, "Well, as Zheng Jian said, stones can grow on their own."

Qin Yin said happily: "Well, I know..."

...

In this way, after a few people walked for several miles, the surrounding stalagmites became more and more, making people feel like they entered the stone forest. Suddenly, powerful auras appeared in Lin Muyu's spiritual vein technique, but these auras were waving very violently, as if something had happened.

"What's going on?"

Wu Tong also sensed something, clenched his fist and said, "I think we should speed up the journey. Something must have happened before."

The four of them jumped up together and rushed for several miles in a blink of an eye, but they saw a "screaming" sound coming from the front. In the open jungle, Beemon beasts with fiery hair on their heads were lying there, howling, some were dead, and some were torn their arms and legs, lying there waiting for death.

"What's going on?" Lin Muyu was stunned: "Who did this? These behemoths..."

"It's the Red-Headed Beamon!"

Wu Tong said in a deep voice: "These behemoths are all spiritual beasts raised by spiritual scholars. They help guard the Tianshu Stele Forest. Now they don't know who has killed so many of them. It's really hateful!"

As far as Lin Muyu's eyes saw, there were at least thirty behemoths here, most of which died, and the rest were seriously injured and about to die. Most of these behemoths had a lifespan between 12,000 and 15,000 years, and they were not weak. Who could defeat so many red-headed behemoths and kill so many?

The answer is obvious. Who else will be besides Luo Lan?

...

I looked at the dead Red-headed Beimeng's corpse. Their spirit stones had been seized. Some of them were not seriously injured, but their heads were opened with a hole. The spirit stones were taken away, but their bodies were left in place to wait for death. The howling sound was very unbearable.

Zheng Jian said: "The blood has not dried up completely yet, and the person who came has not gone far. Let's go there quickly. Spirit Scholar may need our help, and the person who comes is too strong!"

"Um!"

Everyone ran over with force. Along the way, they could see pieces of stone tablets of earth books, but no one planned to obtain the divine text. Lin Muyu's real goal was the stone tablet of heaven books deeper, and at this time he was also concerned about the life and death of the spiritual scholar Xu Hao, and he could not delay any longer here.

After walking about five miles, there was a sound of fighting soaring into the sky, and the divine power was lingering in the valley!

"Ling Valley, it's here!"

Zheng Jian clenched his fists tightly, galloped on the grass leaf, and said, "Scholar Ling must have been attacked. It's the god of killing. Who are these people? Why are they so powerful??"

Lin Muyu speeded up his pace, and the falling star step suddenly started, and his whole body rushed into the valley like a meteor. When he came to the valley, he was startled by the scene from afar. Nearly fifty red-headed Bemon's corpses were lying on the ground. In the distance, more than a dozen ghost hunting generals were fighting fiercely with a group of people. Perhaps those people were not humans, but gods!

Luo Lan was in it, with divine power in her palm and a smile on her face. Behind him were a group of disciples from the Seven Realms Palace, including many powerful people with cultivation in the Holy Realm.

But the most murderous aura among the group was a woman in a fiery red dress. There were golden divine power flowing between her arms. She was actually a powerful person in the divine realm!?

"puff!"

The woman in red suddenly attacked with one arm, and flames lingered around her arms, and her palms penetrated directly into the brain of a red-headed bemoan. The next moment, the warm spirit stone was picked out by her, dripping blood, her face was filled with satisfaction, and the palm was bright and golden, and a mysterious force quickly decomposed the spirit stone.

"call……"

The woman took a deep breath and absorbed all the Bimon's spirit stones into her body. The satisfaction on her face became even more vigorous. She smiled and said, "Only the spirit beasts in the human world are so delicious. Hahahahaha... Luo Lan, you are here right to bring me here!"

Luo Lan smiled respectfully: "As long as the Immortal Huowu is satisfied, it's fine. All the spirit stones here can be enjoyed by the Immortal!"

"good!"

The smile on the woman in red was even stronger: "Don't worry, I will not forget your benefits. After we seize the Eight Divine Books, I will give you two or three copies."

"Thank you, Immortal Huo Wu!" Luo Lan's face was filled with a smile.

...

At this moment, a melodious sound of flutes came from the depths of the valley. I saw the stone pillars soaring into the sky with dragon patterns in the distance. A handsome scholar was sitting on a white jade slab, playing the jade flute in his hand. The sound of the flute seemed to contain some mysterious power. Those behemoths that had almost exhausted their power, the hunting ghost generals all rose up in morale, waved their weapons, and rushed towards Luo Lan and others.

Lingshusheng, this person must be Xu Hao!

"Hmph, it's really hateful!"

Luo Lan sneered and said, "Come on, go and kill the scholar who has no power. It is this person who causes trouble. To ruin our good things, go immediately!"

"Yes, Immortal Lord!"

A disciple of the Seven Realm Palace, the first level of the holy realm, flew past with a long sword. The sword was raised in the air, and a wave of the weather surged out of the long sword, and it blasted down with the momentum of opening up the sky!

The disciples of the Seven Realms Palace are indeed all extraordinary!

The sound of the flute stopped, and the spiritual scholar suddenly opened his eyes. There was a faint blue light in his eyes. Suddenly, an iron bone fan appeared in his palm. The golden divine text carved on the iron fan shone brightly, and an indigo blue light rose into the sky. The power of heaven and earth had been activated. It was a middle-grade heavenly book, the wind-based law!

"brush……"

Invisible wind blades suddenly emerged from the calm valley, and in a blink of an eye gathered into a storm swept away!

"What!?"

The disciples of the Seven Realms Palace, whose body was stuck in the air, had no time to dodge, and their bodies suddenly turned into fragments. The spiritual scholar Xu Hao swung his iron bone fan gently, and controlled the power of the Heavenly Book to continue to rage. Suddenly, the seven oncoming disciples of the Seven Realms Palace were also shattered by the strong wind. Luo Lan's face was as ugly as it was.

"Damn it!"

The woman in red shouted angrily, and her pair of jade feet in her shoes gently stepped on the void, jumped up, raised her pink arms and condensed into flames that soared into the sky, and said lightly: "Break it for me!"

"boom!"

The flames collided with the storm, and the roaring sound continued, and the strong wind blew the entire valley as if it had entered purgatory.

...

"Successor, be careful!" Wu Tong hurriedly blocked Lin Muyu, with an ice palm crossed to block the stones blown by the strong wind.

Lin Muyu squinted his eyes. He was not afraid of this after-shot attack, but he was very worried about the scholar and asked lightly: "Who is that woman?"

"A Chinese God King-level middle-level god." Wu Tong said lightly, his eyes full of fighting spirit.
Chapter completed!