When the sky was bright, the three of Qin Yang were already dozens of miles away from the mountain village.
While the demon mother was going to explore the way ahead, and Meng Yi was also setting up various trap formations behind, waiting for the centipede dragon patriarch to jump in, Meng Yi quietly asked Qin Yang.
"Is it really useful to ask me to cooperate with you to do those things yesterday? Although the centipede dragon patriarch is a bit conceited, he is still relatively cautious after all. Moreover, the ancient language you used to say those things yesterday was not too deliberate. ?¡±
After thinking about it, Meng Yi felt unreliable and had too many flaws.
"Don't worry, no matter how many flaws there are, greed can't stop you from blinding your soul. There are so many top-quality treasures in front of you, but you can't get them at your fingertips. What a pain. I will turn a blind eye to those small flaws and convince myself."
Qin Yang replied casually, and then suddenly laughed.
"Besides, this kind of little trick will definitely not be able to deceive the centipede dragon patriarch. I said those things in ancient language, and the one who wants to cheat is just the dog-headed monster. Didn't you find out that the centipede dragon patriarch doesn't understand ancient times at all? language, the only one who can communicate with it is the dog-headed monster who has a special talent and seems to know a little about everything here."
"So you dug the hole for that dog-headed monster?" Meng Yi suddenly realized, everything became clear.
It's no wonder that the most important subordinate of the centipede dragon patriarch is the dog-headed monster. He is the bridge to build communication. Convey those meanings to Centipede Dragon Patriarch.
Without this most important subordinate, no matter what situation the centipede dragon patriarch will encounter in the next journey, no one will remind him, and no one will give him any news. He can only deal with it immediately.
In this case, as long as he makes a mistake once, it will be the end of death.
"Yeah, since the hatred has reached the point of life and death, there is nothing to hold back. First poke his eyes and deaf his ears. That dog-headed monster is not only an aborigine here, he knows a lot, but also With some special talents, if there is that monster, they can definitely find us easily, I don't want someone to jump out at any critical moment to drag us down and trap us all to death here."
After Qin Yang finished speaking, he continued to set up formation restrictions. Meng Yi nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
The reason why the idea came up suddenly was because of a flash of inspiration, the nature of that dog-headed monster is only a few aspects, and almost everyone can understand it.
That dog-headed monster, when he arrived yesterday, the first thing he looked at was not the three of Qin Yang, but the treasures on the altar, and glanced at it from time to time. That kind of subconscious action, maybe the dog-headed monster himself didn't noticed.
It is said that dogs can't change eating shit, Qin Yang doesn't believe that the dog-headed monster who is short of having a big "greedy" written on his forehead can resist this kind of temptation, and the Haoyang Baozhong he took out is just right. The treasure of the Eight Classics.
As long as the dog-headed monster takes a look after the sky is bright, he will find that the treasure clock he saw last night is gone.
After hastily arranging the time-delaying formation restriction, the two fled towards the north.
Take advantage of the daytime to leave this area where Jietian Peaks are dotted, otherwise, at night, countless weird black horned dragons will rush out, and they will be piled to death.
From time to time, the three of them dropped some restrictions and arranged some simple formations, purely to delay a little time, and did not expect these prohibition formations to stop the centipede dragon patriarch here until night.
From the rear, the centipede dragon patriarch is chasing after him. After walking for a long time, he will bump into some trap formations. In the trap restriction, there are everywhere from the sky to the ground. My idea is to catch up and kill all three of them and feed them to the dogs.
The dog-headed monster followed the centipede dragon patriarch, its ears were erected, its nose was raised, catching the remaining breath, catching the subtle sound that ordinary people couldn't hear in the distance, and relentlessly pursued it all the way.
Slowly dragging and grinding like this, at night, strands of black air emerged from the peaks connecting to the sky again. After the black air seeped out, it turned into black horned dragons and chased after everyone.
The three of Qin Yang who were running in front almost flew out of the range of Jietian Peak with all their strength.
The stone wall in front of the sky is gradually getting lower, but the earth is constantly rising. At a glance, the earth is flat, like a large piece of black land that has been dried up for countless years. The earth is full of cracks, which split the earth into large pieces one after another. chunks.
Not long after flying, the headIn order to easily explode your mentality, just listen to me, and don't listen to it. "
Before the three-eyed demon mother could finish speaking, Qin Yang immediately stopped her.
The three-eyed demon mother frowned slightly, thinking that this was a bad idea. With that dog-headed monster around, what's the point of them going around in circles?
However, since it was agreed before, Qin Yang had to listen to many things, she thought about it, closed her mouth, and followed Qin Yang closely.
The three of them made a big circle along the gully, and got behind Centipede Dragon Patriarch and the others.
However, this time, when I went around, I didn't feel that the centipede dragon patriarch was chasing again. Even after going around, the three-eyed demon mother opened her vertical pupils to observe, but she also found that the centipede dragon patriarch's aura continued to move forward. It's getting farther and farther away from them.
The three-eyed demon mother thought about it but couldn't figure out what was going on, why suddenly, the centipede dragon patriarch couldn't track them?
However, Qin Yang heaved a sigh of relief and did not catch up. It seems that the dog-headed monster with the word "greedy" engraved on his forehead really jumped into such a simple pit.
Greed makes people stupid, greed makes people crazy, greed makes people dead
Being too greedy is really not a good thing.
"Let's go, we will follow the centipede dragon patriarch far away." Qin Yang couldn't help laughing.
Running to the front and doing thunder for others, especially for the centipede dragon patriarch, he would never do it.
It just so happened that the centipede dragon patriarch gathered so many people, plus the centipede dragon patriarch, ready-made professional thunder players, let them go to the front.
After all, apart from this moaning swamp, there are no clear and detailed records of what lies ahead.
Even if it is just the Swamp of Sorrows, there are only some records, not particularly detailed.
Qin Yang and the others restrained their breath, hung far behind, and were not in a hurry to leave, but the centipede dragon patriarch in front was almost unable to suppress his anger.
They flew out of the gully, turned into streaks of divine light, and traveled across the sky, trying to find Qin Yang and others.
However, the further one advances, the lower the stone wall and sky dome above the head, and the higher the terrain below.
But none of them noticed that the permeating black-gray mist was getting thicker and getting closer to the ground.
A monster race brushed past the edge of the black mist, and the mist penetrated into his monster aura and penetrated into his body. In just a few breaths, the monster clan fell from midair to the ground.
Struggling and wailing in pain for more than a dozen breaths, his flesh and blood dissipated and turned into a pair of the largest dry bones. With a gust of wind, the dry bones also shattered into powder and drifted away with the wind.
At this time, they realized that those mist also contained great danger.
The further one advances, the lower the mist becomes, until finally, the ground is completely shrouded in mist, and only the cracked gullies in the ground have no mist seeping in.
They can only move on in these huge ravines.
After marching for three days, there was still no trace of Qin Yang and others. Finally, the centipede patriarch couldn't bear it any longer and felt a little bit of anger.
Following his anger, the cliffs on both sides of the huge ravine suddenly collapsed, and those stone walls that had been eroded and solidified by the wind collapsed like an avalanche, collapsing from both sides to the middle.
When the collapse was halfway through, huge rocks had turned into mudslides and fell from the sky, intending to bury them all here.
Some monsters couldn't escape, and were caught in the mudslide and disappeared.
There were also monster races who panicked and soared into the sky, but got into the mist covering the ground. After the screams sounded, they stopped abruptly.
A group of monster races exerted all their strength to avoid the mudslides pouring down from the collapse on both sides.
The centipede dragon patriarch did not expect that when he got here, he suddenly felt a little anger, which would lead to such serious consequences, but who can completely control things like emotions.
As soon as he gritted his teeth, he punched himself in the stomach, and there was a sharp pain, and his anger was also replaced by the sharp pain, and disappeared without a trace.
At this time, the mud pouring down from both sides, including the gully that was about to close, also returned to its original state after an instant.
The only difference is that there are a few fewer people.
The centipede dragon patriarch looked at the group of monsters who followed him, and after only a few days of walking, he lost nearly half of his people.
But he didn't even dare to get angry, he could only keep thinking about other things, diverting his attention, he didn't even dare to think about Qin Yang and the three of them, for fear that thinking of them would make him unable to bear it. He couldn't keep his anger floating, but in the end he killed himself.
Inexplicably, a burst of sadness welled up in my heart.
On the other side, the three of Qin Yang hung far behind, relaxed and unhurried.
Sensing that there seemed to be strange fluctuations coming from the front, Qin Yang scratched his head and smiled.
"You say, is this that the centipede dragon patriarch can't help but miss us? If he knows that we are hanging behind and not in front at all, will his lungs be blown up?" (Remember the website website : www.hlnovel.com)Sadness welled up in my heart.
On the other side, the three of Qin Yang hung far behind, relaxed and unhurried.
Sensing that there seemed to be strange fluctuations coming from the front, Qin Yang scratched his head and smiled.
"You say, is this that the centipede dragon patriarch can't help but miss us? If he knows that we are hanging behind and not in front at all, will his lungs be blown up?" (Remember this website website : www.hlnovel.com