Evil Dao Xiuxian: I can giantize elixirs and exotic beasts

"It's getting dark, let's go home."

Xu Yang looked up through the gap in the dense forest, glanced at the gradually darkening sky, waved his hand to put away the Soul-Eating Ants, simply practiced the Green Leaf Sword, and prepared to return to his mine residence.

It can be used as easily as an arm without any sacrifice or training, and you can fly with it.

"uh-huh?"

As Xu Yang turned over and jumped onto the Qingye Sword, he saw a figure in a gray robe rushing towards him from a distance. He was running on all fours like a wild beast, jumping twenty meters at a time, and moving sideways in the dense forest like a martial arts master.

In this case, Xu Yang would not stop.

The gray-robed figure exuded a spiritual pressure comparable to that of the second level of the Soul Condensation Realm. The most important thing was that he was holding Zhu Yazhi, who seemed to be poisoned and paralyzed, in one hand.

Meeting Zhu Yazhi's look for help, Xu Yang pursed his lips and immediately chased after her.

I just borrowed money from someone, how could I just stand by and watch? Besides, the enemy is only at the second level of the Soul Condensation Realm.

The gray-robed figure also noticed Xu Yang chasing after him, and could not help but turn around and shout, "You kid, stop meddling in other people's business, or I'll make you pay!"

Bang!

The gray-robed figure responded with a fireball.

The basketball-sized fire bomb, with an orange-red flame tail, hit the target accurately. The gray-robed figure was immediately blown unconscious and fell to the ground. His body rolled seven or eight times on the ground with Zhu Yazhi.

“Pooh, pooh, pooh…”

The gray-robed figure stood up, spitting out the weeds and dirt that had entered his mouth, and then stared fiercely at Xu Yang not far away.

The wide robe outside the gray-robed figure was blown to pieces, revealing a middle-aged man with shifty eyes.

He has a pointed head and two mustaches on his mouth, and the words "sly eyes and brows" are very vivid in describing his appearance.

"Damn kid, aren't you afraid that she will be blown to death too?" The gray-robed man was furious and stared at Xu Yang with a bad look.

"Isn't this not dead?"

Xu Yang replied calmly, then he made a hand gesture and a fire bomb as big as a basketball appeared again.

"Fuck it! Keep chasing me if you dare!"

The gray-robed man carried Zhu Yazhi on the ground and began to move like a snake, dodging the fire bombs that were thrown from behind from time to time.

Bang bang bang...

The two sides, one chasing and the other fleeing, gradually went deeper into the dense forest.

"Strange, why is he just crudely holding up a spiritual shield? Why doesn't he use his magic power?"

"In fact...I didn't sense any magical power from him."

Xu Yang felt that the gray-robed man in front of him was extremely strange. The fluctuation of his magic power was almost non-existent, but he could mobilize spiritual power, and his body was very flexible, like a monster.

If the opponent doesn't stop to fight, or uses an area-of-effect spell, it will be difficult to hit him, unless you take advantage of his inattention like you did the first time.

"Hey, bastard! Why don't you fight back with magic?"

Xu Yang shouted loudly, and then said: "Could it be that... you don't know magic?!"

"Hmph!" The gray-robed man glanced at Xu Yang sinisterly. When he saw the entrance to a cave in front of him, his eyes lit up and he said coldly, "I may not be able to cast spells, but I will eat you!"

"Kid, if you don't have balls chasing me in, just run away with your legs tucked between your legs, hahahaha!"

After saying these harsh words, the dusty man scurried into the cave.

The entrance to the cave looks like a slanted dry well. Judging from the noises below, there is a world inside and the underground space is extremely huge.

Xu Yang stood at the entrance of the cave, looking around, and did not go down immediately.

the other side.

The gray-robed man walked through the narrow passage and soon came to a spacious underground hall. There was a brazier hanging high in the hall, and there stood burly guards dressed in black and holding steel knives.

"Second Brother, how did you lead the unpoisoned monks here?"

In the underground hall, besides the mortal gang guards, there were two figures dressed like the gray-robed man. The man who exuded the spiritual pressure of the fourth level of the Soul Condensation Realm spoke with displeasure.

"hey-hey."

"Don't worry, big brother. As long as a kid from the second level of the Soul Condensation Realm comes down, we'll have one more high-quality blood food."

The gray-robed man with shifty eyes whispered, raised his hand and placed Zhu Yazhi on the long table in the middle of the hall.

There was a strong smell of blood on the table, and next to it were a short axe, an iron saw, a wooden basin, and several large bowls filled with half a bowl of unknown red liquid.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Zhu Yazhi realized that she was placed on the evil cultivator's dining table. She struggled violently again with fear in her eyes, and her long white legs kept kicking.

"Third brother, although the Weakening Spirit Powder is very effective, to avoid accidents, tie her up tightly with iron chains first." The eldest and second brother, who were staring at the entrance to the underground hall, turned around and glanced greedily at Zhu Yazhi on the dining table and gave an order.

"Okay." The third gray-robed figure stepped forward and quickly tied up Zhu Yazhi with an iron chain.

soon.

Three grey-robed figures stood in three directions in front of the entrance to the underground hall, forming a triangle. Once anyone came in, there was no possibility of escape.

"It's been so long, that guy wouldn't have discovered anything, right?" The third brother was impatient. Looking at the silent entrance, he couldn't help but complain, "I should have known better if the boss had gone out immediately and captured him by force."

"Capture it! Capture a fart!" The second brother glared at the third brother, then explained with a groan: "We are not orthodox monks, we can't use magic tools to fly."

"What will you do if the other party senses the boss's powerful aura, comparable to the fourth level of the Soul Condensation Realm, and jumps on a flying sword to escape?"

"It's better to wait for him to fall into the trap. If we don't reveal ourselves, our aura will be just like that of ordinary people. He will definitely not be able to sense you and the boss."

The second brother said this complacently, obviously very satisfied with his own wisdom.

"Shut up, don't make any noise, that kid outside is coming down!"

The grey-robed boss standing in the middle licked his lips with his scarlet tongue, looking towards the entrance of the underground hall with a cruel expression. Upon hearing this, the other two grey-robed figures also stared at the entrance excitedly.

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The huge stone that had risen in Xu Yang's heart slowly fell to the ground, and at the same time he felt amused at his own nervousness just now. If he was really a high-level cultivator, who would hide in such a mundane city without any spiritual veins?

Coupled with the polluted atmosphere of the world, low-level cultivators do not want to stay in the mortal world. They would rather pay spirit stones to stay in the immortal cultivation market with spiritual veins, or in the immortal city built by the big sects.

Not long ago.

Xu Yang secretly asked a soul-eating ant to dig a hole in the distance, digging downwards from a position far away from the entrance of the hole, and sure enough, he soon arrived at the underground space.

Through the eyes of the soul-eating ants, Xu Yang saw a bunker full of wooden cages. Rows of wooden cages held a large number of mortals. It was estimated that there were at least hundreds of people imprisoned underneath.

About seventy or eighty meters away from the burrowing soul-eating ants, three gray-robed men stood side by side. Not far behind them was a long table, on which lay Zhu Yazhi, who was twisting and sobbing slightly.

"Three gray-robed weirdos?"

Xu Yang's mind moved slightly, and in an instant, nine soul-eating ants quickly jumped out from under the thick dead leaves on the ground, in the bushes, and in the treetops.