You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

Thinking of that extremely terrifying roar, Chang Qing began to hesitate whether he should continue to move forward. The owner of the voice must be extremely terrifying, and he would be sending himself to death if he went there now.

Changqing hesitated for a moment.

If even I retreat, what power in this world can stop them? If even I don't save myself, this world will be very close to destruction.

"I can't retreat!" Chang Qing was determined. At worst, he could enlarge the pendant left by Grandpa Zhao and suppress it on the passage. He could practice here for hundreds of years and eventually get rid of it.

The Taoist beast had no idea of ​​Changqing's thoughts. Its big eyes kept darting around, looking for a chance to escape, but Changqing would not give it any chance.

He stepped forward, made a long sword in his hand, and the sword light flew, slashing at the beast.

The cultivation level of this Dao-jie beast was not very high, and it could only barely withstand two sword energies before Chang Qing seized the opportunity and beheaded it with one sword.

The blood of the Jiedao Beast is actually a deep purple-black color, which is quite strange.

Without a leader, the beasts were oppressed by Jiao Cang's blood and retreated one after another. The man and the demon breathed a sigh of relief and leaned together to recover their strength.

The sky also began to brighten, but the red mist remained, rolling and spreading in all directions.

After taking a few bites of dry food, the fog became much lighter. Changqing and Jiaocang talked about the dangers of this trip and wanted Jiaocang to leave first. Jiaocang refused and walked towards the depths of the barren mountain despite Changqing's dissuasion.

Changqing had no choice but to follow. Looking at Jiaocang's back, Changqing felt a little moved.

Changqing and Jiaocang stopped beside the abyss deep in the desolate mountains.

Hundreds of road-intercepting beasts appeared not far away, and it looked like a dark mass here. There were even a few of them that made Changqing feel seriously threatened.

The herd of Jiedao beasts may be active at night and are resting at this time.

This scene made Chang Qing's scalp numb. Forced? Bullshit!

If you don’t kill all these beasts, you will be exhausted to death!

Changqing was thinking about something, but Jiaocang on the side was eager to try. Now they needed weapons with large-scale killing capabilities.

Chang Qing was thinking about it, and an idea suddenly occurred to him. There was a kind of poisonous flower in the forest inside the pendant. Grandpa Zhao had seriously warned him not to touch it, so it was just the right time to use it.

Changqing pulled Jiaocang and quietly retreated. He took out a token from a distance to enlarge the pendant, then went in to look for the flower.

According to my memory, I found this flower in a shady place. The stem is a creepy pale white, the petals are bright red, especially the stamens, which are dark red, as if they are dripping with blood. There are no green leaves, giving the illusion of a red-faced skull.

After sixty years of development, this flower has grown into a large area and has begun to take shape.

Chang Qing used his spiritual energy to transform into a big hand and wanted to pick the flower, but before it touched the flower, the big hand made a "hissing" sound and disappeared, forcing Chang Qing to quickly retract his hand.

I found another ironwood tree in the forest, peeled off the bark, used the ironwood to isolate the flowers, and then I carefully picked a few flowers.

They found an open space and used the bark of the ironwood tree as an iron plate. They lit a fire and roasted it. As soon as it burned, the flower made a terrible scream! It was like a living creature!

Changqing was frightened by this strange scene and almost dropped the tree bark in his hand that he was using as an iron plate.

The moment the scream was heard, Jiao Cang, who was standing by, flashed and ran away.

"Coward!" Chang Qing suppressed his fear, looked at Jiao Cang's appearance, and cursed with a smile.

Jiao Cang in the distance hummed a few times to express his dissatisfaction, but still did not come over.

As time went by, the screaming gradually weakened.

This unusual and creepy flower gradually began to change. Its branches and leaves were dried up, and its juice became viscous and bright red, like blood, exuding an ominous smell.

The juice was diluted with water and made into water balls. Changqing nodded and prepared to go out. Before leaving, he put the axe for chopping wood around his waist. After all, he was not used to being without a weapon.

It was almost noon when they came out. The Dao-jie Beast was still resting, looking at the numerous tentacles from a distance. Each tentacle was flashing with cold light, like countless sharp blades.

Chang Qing tightly gripped the hatchet in his hand, and several water balls, under the control of spiritual power, flew quietly above the head of the Jie Dao Beast, and then exploded with a loud bang.

The light red poisonous water turned into raindrops and poured down on these beasts.

At first, the Dao-jie beasts thought it was just ordinary rain and didn't take it seriously.

After waiting for a few moments and seeing no response, Changqing thought that he had added too much water and became a little discouraged.

But suddenly, a shrill scream was heard from the direction of the beast herd. The Jie Dao Beasts that were drenched in the rain kept turning over and over, and purple blood kept spraying. The scene was quite cruel. Jiao Cang couldn't help but shrink his neck when he saw the tragic scene.

More and more Jie Dao Beasts were screaming. Among the hundreds of Jie Dao Beasts, only dozens were lucky enough not to be drenched. Looking at their companions rolling around, the Jie Dao Beasts kept looking around for the attackers.

In less than a quarter of an hour, a large number of Dao-jie beasts died from the poison.

It's almost time to meet.

Changqing and Jiaocang also appeared behind the stone.

The surviving road-intercepting beast, seeing the sudden appearance of a man and a wolf, let out an angry roar and rushed forward.

Changqing pulled out his hatchet and stood on guard. The hatchet was rusty and had a tetanus buff. Changqing felt unsafe and couldn't guarantee that the hatchet would not break.

The battle began. A Jie Dao beast took the lead in attacking, its tentacles sprang out like a spirit snake, and struck Chang Qing and Jiao Cang fiercely.

Changqing reacted quickly. He swung his hatchet and streaks of green sword light flashed through the air, colliding with the tentacles to create sparks.

Jiao Cang flexibly dodged the tentacles' attacks while looking for opportunities to attack.

Its big fangs flashed with cold light, and it took the opportunity to bite the tentacles to pieces. Changqing followed up with a hatchet, and with a flash of green light, the Jiedao beast was split into two halves.

However, the attack of Jiedaomon did not stop.

More Dao-intercepting beasts came from all directions, and the two began to fight on their own, charging into the beast herd. Jiao Cang was very powerful, and even a Dao-intercepting beast with cultivation could not last more than a few rounds before being torn to pieces by Jiao Cang.

Changqing also encountered a Jiedao beast equivalent to the Tuojing realm. After a fierce battle, he finally killed it. In this way, Changqing and Jiaocang kept shuttling among the Jiedao beasts. Every time they left, there would always be a Jiedao beast falling to the ground.

But in a moment, all the Dao-intercepting beasts fell to the ground. Chang Qing let out a long breath, looked at the axe with a bent blade in his hand, and twitched the corner of his mouth. He didn't expect that a man of Grandpa Zhao's strength would use a axe made of ordinary iron.

Changqing just expressed disgust, but he still wiped the blood off the hatchet and tied it around his waist.

Looking at the corpses of the Dao-intercepting Beasts scattered all over the ground, Chang Qing did not relax. This was just above the abyss, and there were so many Dao-intercepting Beasts. Who knew how many there would be at the bottom.

Changqing used his spiritual power to lift himself and Jiaocang up, and slowly descended to the bottom. It was very quiet during the whole process and he did not encounter any attacks, which made Changqing a little confused.

When they fell to the bottom, they did not see a large group of Dao-Intercepting Beasts, only a few scattered Dao-Intercepting Beasts guarding the formation. There was a big hole in the formation, and thick red fog continued to spread out.

Chang Qing looked at these scattered Dao-intercepting beasts and became serious, because the dangerous aura emitted by these Dao-intercepting beasts far exceeded all the ones above.

Among them, the few beasts near the formation made Changqing's instinct drive him to leave quickly. The strength of those Dao-intercepting beasts might have reached the Yanluo realm, or even higher.

The roars of the Road-Intercepting Beasts could be heard continuously from the cracks in the passage, and it sounded like there were quite a few of them. This situation made Changqing feel helpless.

Chang Qing was about to retreat and use the same old trick, but suddenly he felt the curse of the Jie Dao beast entangled in his meridians, and he twitched violently. "Not good!!"

Changqing knew that there were royal families of Jiedao Beast nearby, and he could also sense the curse in his body.