Fortunately, the green lotus thorn blocked most of the power of the bollworm thorn, and there was no serious wound on the arm, but the toxicity of the bollworm thorn was not easy to resolve, and it quickly penetrated into the blood vessels and meridians of the arm. Yang's right arm was swollen several times, glowing black.

It was also the first time for Qingyang to encounter this kind of toxicity, so he was a bit caught off guard, causing the toxicity of the bollworm thorn to spread to the whole arm, and even faintly spread towards the whole body. As for his life, Qingyang quickly figured out the toxicity of the bollworm sting, controlled the spread of other parts of his body, and began to try to force out the toxin from his right arm.

Qingyang was able to block the attacks of four people at the same time, which was somewhat beyond the expectations of the big-headed man. He still knew his subordinates very well, and it was difficult for the four of them to take down even himself. This Qingyang's strength was a bit outrageous. However, he knew better about the power of the bollworm sting, since Qingyang's body had been poisoned, and his face seemed to have a faint blackness, he was not far from death. The poison of the bollworm sting is not only highly toxic, but also has the effect of slowing down the monk's movement. This Qingyang was already injured, but now his movement is restricted, so he is only left to be beaten passively. It is only a matter of time before he is killed.

They didn't even need to be urged by a big-headed man. When the four saw that Qingyang was hit by the moth sting, their courage doubled.

At this time, Qingyang has also figured out the strength of these people. The monks of the Bollworm tribe do have a lot of means, but they all take advantage of surprises. In fact, they are similar to other monks of the same rank. Once they figure out these It is easy to deal with people's details.

I didn't say anything from the beginning to the end, and I didn't sin against the mothfly before, but the other party clearly wanted my life, it was really unreasonable, it seemed that I couldn't hold back anymore.

Seeing that the attack of the four mothlings was about to overwhelm Qingyang, and Qingyang had already made the decision to use his trump card to deal with the enemy in front of him, he heard someone shouting from a distance: "Stop! Jinmo, you are so courageous, How dare you kill my single human cultivator here."

At the same time, four figures were rushing towards this side, and the expression of all the mothlings changed when they heard the sound, and the four people who were attacking stopped their attacks involuntarily.

It's not that they are afraid of people coming, but that the moths and the human race have been fighting each other for many years. They can do whatever they want in private, as long as they are not caught by the other party, but if they kill in front of the other party, then It's a bit embarrassing, Cangmu City is not only the moth and the human race, but also other races. If the two races fight here, it will be other people who will be cheaper.

After a few breaths, four figures came to the front, at first it was a young human cultivator, the second level of Nascent Soul, he was very young, and his aptitude seemed to be very good. Be upright. The other three are all Jindan cultivators, an old man at the eighth level of Jindan, and a couple at the sixth level of Jindan. The cultivation bases of these three people are all a lot worse than that young man, but they are older than that young man. There are a lot of them, and it looks like a subordinate follower or something.

The young man in white first glanced at Qingyang, nodded slightly, then turned his head to look at the big-headed man, and said, "Jin Mo, you are also a famous figure in the younger generation of Mo Mo clan, why are you becoming more and more useless? Can you actually do such a deed that makes you worse?"

Being questioned face to face by the other party, the big-headed burly man looked very ugly, staring at the young man in white and said: "Who am I? Human monks are obviously not from Cangmu City, so why not investigate this kind of foreign monks whose origins are unknown?"

The white-clothed young man Gu Mufeng snorted coldly and said, "Whether this person is from Cangmu City or not, since he is a monk of my human race, I will not allow you mothflies to bully me at will."

"What? You, Gu Mufeng, are planning to fight with me?" the big-headed and strong man said sinisterly.

"Hit and fight, who is afraid of whom? I heard that you are the best among the younger generation of the moth clan, Jin Mo, with outstanding strength. I have long wanted to see it." Gu Mufeng said not to be outdone.

The two sides were at war with each other for a while, and it seemed that a fight was about to start. The old man in the green shirt of the Boll tribe stepped forward and whispered: "Young master, since the human race can come in time, there is no guarantee that other monks will not be nearby. There is no need to fight at this time." Fighting with them will hurt both sides, it's still important to get down to business."

The words of the old man in the green shirt immediately dispelled Jin Chen's thoughts. This Gu Mufeng, like himself, is a leader among the younger generation of all ethnic groups, and even more popular. Challenges beyond the ranks are not a problem, and Jin Chen has not yet broken through. Ying was not an opponent at the third level before. Although his cultivation base is one level higher now, he is not completely sure of winning, so the five vs. five moths do not have an advantage.

Even if their bollworms can win, they will definitely have to pay a huge price. If there are other races hiding nearby, and a praying mantis catching cicadas and orioles are behind, wouldn't it be in vain to benefit others? What's more, there are more important things behind them, and if they get hurt in the past, they will miss the important thing.

Thinking of this, Jin Chen already had the idea of ​​backing down, but losing is not losing, and he can't give in in face, Jin Chen coldly snorted and said: "I want to see that there will be opportunities in the future, because of your Gu Mufeng's face, this time I'll spare his life, if we meet again next time, it won't be so cheap ~lightnovelpub.net~ Let's go!" After finishing speaking, Jin Chi took his subordinates and left without looking back.

Gu Mufeng secretly heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the group of Bollworms disappear into the dense forest. Although he said he was tough, he was actually very worried that the golden moth would fight him regardless. They are all the best of the younger generation of various ethnic groups. Facing Jin Mo, who has a higher level of cultivation, Gu Changfeng is not at all sure of winning.

At this time, Qingyang is in a different mood. It is said that there are countless races in the spirit world. Being able to meet human monks here has a natural sense of intimacy. Compared with the unreasonable bollworms, Qingyang is still more willing to deal with human monks , not to mention these people saved themselves. Although Qingyang has the means to protect himself, the other party doesn't know it. Being able to stand up for justice at this time can be regarded as a life-saving grace. At least it saves Qingyang a lot of hands and feet, and the hole card doesn't have to be exposed early.

Qingyang tidied up a little, stepped forward a few steps and saluted Gu Mufeng, saying: "I thank you, senior, from Qingyang. If all fellow Taoists hadn't arrived in time, I'm afraid I might die."

(end of this chapter)

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