This time, the mandrill seemed to understand and nodded slightly. Qin Ying was ecstatic. She gestured for the corpse slave puppet to float above her head, then circled around the mandrill and moved forward along the stone wall.
Just as it was about to slip away from the mandrill, it suddenly roared and a furry hand grabbed at the corpse slave puppet.
"Do it." Qin Ying suddenly turned on the flashlight and shone it directly at the mandrill's eyes. The power of the light was so great that it could blind the mandrill in the dark.
The corpse slave puppet moved upon hearing the sound and charged forward while brandishing the ancient greenish-bronze sword. The cooperation between the human and the puppet was flawless. One look and one could tell that they were old thieves.
However, he did not expect that the mandrill would leap up to the top of the cave and use its hands and feet to quickly climb up. The strong flashlight chased after the mandrill's scarlet eyes, stimulating it to roar continuously. The corpse slave puppet's attack failed, and it quickly retreated to Qin Ying's head to prevent it from attacking.
The mandrill flew up the mountain like a flying bird. It pounced several times, but its target was the ancient greenish-bronze sword in the corpse slave puppet's hand.
Qin Ying was both surprised and amused.”
The mandrill failed to snatch the ancient greenish-bronze sword. A red light flashed in its eyes as it dodged the corpse slave puppet's attack. Its body strangely lowered, and its sharp claws went straight for Qin Ying's head.
This claw was as fast as lightning, catching people off guard. Qin Ying threw the flashlight at the mandrill. The strong light that shot everywhere disturbed the mandrill's vision, and the sharp claws that were grabbing Qin Ying's head slowed down.
In an instant, the corpse slave puppet brandished the ancient greenish-bronze sword and stabbed the mandrill's back. The pain caused it to let out an angry and mournful roar, completely stimulating the mandrill's ferocity. It slapped the flashlight away with its claws, and even ignored the ancient sword on its back. It spread its body and pounced toward Qin Ying.
Qin Ying turned around and fled. The mandrill chased after him, and the ancient greenish-bronze sword stabbed into its back flew through the air with the corpse puppet.
At first, Qin Ying was still able to rely on her nimble body movements to deal with the mandrill. However, she soon realized that her Genuine Qi was rapidly being consumed, and her physical strength was even weaker. She panted heavily.
He turned around and looked at the mandrill's ferocious face right in front of him, and he shuddered.
Suddenly, the mandrill clawed again. Qin Ying felt a pain in her left arm and was lifted up by it.
The mandrill's hand suddenly stopped, and the ancient greenish-bronze sword stabbed into its back by half a foot under the corpse slave puppet's full strength.
Qin Ying's right hand took the opportunity to block its jaw, but the mandrill casually lifted it, and the huge force pushed Qin Ying's arm away, biting towards its head.
Sharp fangs and a mouth that spewed out a foul smell were enough to swallow his head and bite his neck off.
The situation was critical. Qin Ying had already closed her eyes in despair, waiting for death to come. All of a sudden, the corpse slave puppet stuck close to the mandrill's back, grabbed its neck, and forcefully clamped down on its jaw, preventing it from opening its mouth!
The mandrill spun its body while holding Qin Ying. Qin Ying narrowly escaped death, but was still in shock. However, she accidentally saw the huge blood tumor between the mandrill's eyebrows.
How could he have forgotten all the records in the Records of Searching the Gods?
His body was suspended in the air, and he used the momentum to flip around. His long legs were coiled around the mandrill's neck, and he grabbed the mandrill's long hair with one hand. He opened his mouth and bit the blood tumor.
Immediately, a stream of golden, stinky blood poured into Qin Ying's mouth. It was in so much pain that it let out a muffled growl and jumped its body into the stone wall.
However, Qin Ying did not care about it at all. She focused all her energy on devouring the stinky golden-red blood.
At the moment of life and death, he finally remembered that the blood tumor on the mandrill's glabella was the inner core it had cultivated by absorbing the essence of heaven and earth. It was also the only way to kill it.
At this time, he had no time to worry about this mandrill that had cultivated an inner core. It was a demon beast that had cultivated for many years. If it dared to bite people, it would be careful not to be bitten.
The mandrill was covered in long fur and its skin was like armor. The ancient greenish-bronze sword only managed to make a bloody wound on its body. It was powerless to kill it.
Fortunately, Qin Ying was lucky enough to remember that the blood tumor was its only weakness.
The mandrill's vitals were restrained. It roared in fear and slammed into the stone wall crazily. Qin Ying felt as if her sternum had been shattered by it. However, the golden-red blood that he swallowed began to nourish his flesh and bones.
The mandrill wanted to smash the human who was holding its head into pieces, but the blood essence that had been cultivated for thousands of years in the giant tumor was continuously sucked away by it. The great strength contained in its body also began to dissipate.
Under such circumstances, it no longer cared about killing this human. It grabbed Qin Ying's hands and legs with both claws, wanting to tear him into two alive.
The mad mandrill also stimulated Qin Ying's ruthlessness. No matter how hard it tried, and no matter how much its bones cracked under the pressure, it held onto the blood tumor and did not relax. It swallowed the stinky blood essence in large mouthfuls. Its body seemed to be bursting, and it felt as if it was in a terrible state.
All of a sudden, the mandrill turned around and ran as fast as a galloping horse. Qin Ying's ears were buzzing, and she looked down in shock. She saw the mandrill running straight for a door-shaped stone wall.
The light from the flashlight shone on the door. The door seemed to be closed tightly, and there were eight bird characters carved on it. It was a mysterious door.
Qin Ying had just realized the mandrill's intention. It wanted to use the power of its mad dash to kill him, but the mandrill was too fast and could not react in time.
After a loud bang, Qin Ying felt as if she had hit an iron wall. Blood spurted out wildly and she fainted.
After an unknown period of time, Qin Ying slowly woke up. Her consciousness had recovered, and she felt a maddening pain spread throughout her body.
He tried his best to open his eyes. Every part of his body was in pain. His left arm and right leg were dislocated, but strangely, his lower abdomen was warm and full. The mighty true qi nourished his broken meridians and flesh.
He let out a miserable scream, endured the pain, and laid his body flat. His right hand trembled as he fixed his dislocated arm and thigh. He turned his head and saw that the corpse slave had exhausted its spirituality and was hanging on a mottled bamboo. He was still holding the ancient greenish-bronze sword in his hand. However, the mandrill that had almost killed him was nowhere to be seen.
"This is over there!" Qin Ying leaned on a thick mottled bamboo and turned around. There was a sea of mottled bamboo forest, stacked layer by layer, lush and green. The purple leaves were like a canopy, covering the sky. The mottled bamboo grew in a disorderly manner around them, making it seem particularly sinister.
"If you don't go, I'll still be there. Who will stay in the Central Continent?”A clear and ethereal chant entered his ears.
At the age of seventeen, he asked for a recommendation.
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