Chapter 1071

After hearing this, Shen Rong immediately jumps to prepare. He doesn't mind that Ye Yang says he is a monkey.

They simply wash and eat, and then go to rest. Rest refers to Ye Yang, while Shen Rong seizes the opportunity to find a place next to the spirit tree to sit under the tree and absorb as much spirit as possible to increase his accomplishments.

At this time, Shen Rong is very glad that Ye Yang brings him here. If he lets himself miss such a good opportunity, he doesn't know how long he will regret.

Shen Rong has been practicing at the edge of the spirit tree until late at night, until he feels that the aura in his body has been full, and then he stops absorbing and begins to refine the aura.

He just began to practice Qingyang, which was not very mature, but after the aura in his body worked round and round, he still felt the wonder of this skill, which could better refine and preserve the aura absorbed by himself.

After a period of practice, Shen Rong brushed away the sweat from his forehead, but felt the real Qi growing in his body, and felt that all the efforts were worth it.

He took a look at the place where ye Yang was resting, and secretly remembered a great achievement for his martial uncle.

How can he enter his old man's eyes? Although the martial uncle seems to be the same as himself, Shen Rong's reverence for Ye Yang is still rising.

Shen Ronggang just entered his tent to have a rest. He didn't lie down long before he heard a strange rustle outside. At first, Shen Rong didn't think much about it, because ye Yang was beside him. Even if there was a big monster like a multi eyed devil, he was not afraid.

But the more Shen Rong listened, the more he felt that something was wrong. The rustle became louder and louder, and he gradually approached himself and Ye Yang. Moreover, he did not hear any movement from Ye Yang.

He was uneasy. He got up and tried not to make any noise. He opened the tent door a little bit and looked out.

Shen Rong was frightened by this sight. Under the moonlight, the golden desert was dark red, and the dark red was like the surging tide, surging towards them wave by wave.

Shen Rong's drowsiness was awakened. He rubbed his eyes and fixed his eyes. The dark red was actually a kind of crawling with four big pincers and eight claws. Behind him was a long tail with a sharp inverted hook. It was shining in the moonlight.

Even if Shen Rong didn't know what it was, he couldn't guess that this guy must be poisonous. If he didn't bite him, he would know the taste only after he had experienced it, but it would not be better if he wanted to know.

Shen Rong no longer hesitates. Looking at the dark red poisonous animal that is getting closer and closer, he rushes out of the tent quickly. At the same time, he shouts for Ye Yang, because he finds that there is no movement in Ye Yang's tent.

Shen Rong reminds a way loudly.

"Martial uncle, wake up quickly."

But what makes Shen Rong depressed is that he shouts several times, but ye Yang doesn't respond. Shen Rong leaves the tent, and his first reaction is to lean to the tree. He wants to hide in the tree first, and then he comes out to see the situation, listening to Ye Yang's instructions.

But let him feel despairing is, Ye Yang has not responded to him, if he had not seen Ye Yang enter the tent, has not come out, he would doubt whether Ye Yang has left him.

Seeing the poisonous animals approaching, Shen Rong comes to the tree at the same time. As long as he jumps, he can avoid the tree. However, he is afraid that Ye Yang is still in the tent and doesn't know what's going on outside.

So he clenched his teeth, drew out his sword, and waved it to the dark red poisonous beast. The sword was so fierce that the yellow sand and dust were flying under his feet. At the same time, the bodies of those dark red poisonous beasts were mixed up. Shen Rong took advantage of this gap and rushed to the direction of Ye Yang's tent. As he ran there, he waved his sword, Shen Rong was very glad that he didn't fall asleep because he was not tired. Instead, he chose to repair it under the tree. Otherwise, he felt that he would not be so relaxed, so he would have no trouble wielding a few swords.

He ran outside Ye Yang's tent, ignoring the others, and pulled open the tent. But to his despair, there was no one in the tent. Did martial uncle really leave himself here? Or did martial uncle go out?

Shen Rong is still confused about Ye Yang's disappearance for no reason. He is awakened by the pain of skin and flesh tearing from his leg. When he looks back, he sees a dark red poisonous animal with the size of one's paw pinching the flesh on his leg with four forceps as hard as iron. He pulls it on both sides and tears a big hole. The bright red blood flows out along the wound, And the hanging tail behind him stabbed at Shen Rong's wound.

At this critical moment, Shen Rong fiercely turns back and cuts out a sword. The tip of the sword brushes his leg and cuts off the four iron tongs that the poisonous beast pinches on his leg. The poisonous beast who loses the four iron tongs is also broken by Shen Rong's sword Qi.

Shen Rong wielded several swords one after another, and all the dark red poisonous beasts were shot away. He immediately thought of the spirit tree and rushed to the front. He jumped up and ran up on the tree trunk. Just as he was rushing up, suddenly a strong force came from the top of his head. Shengsheng forced him back and down to the tree. He looked at the dense poisonous beasts surrounded by the tree, Shen Rong didn't have time to think about the situation of the giant force on his head. He turned over and rushed down. His sword pointed directly to the ground, and his wrist turned over. After a stir, the poisonous animals on the ground were crushed by the sword Qi. The tip of the sword was gently picked on the ground, and his body turned to the ground.

At the moment of landing, Shen Rong quickly looked up at the tree, trying to see where the huge force that had just pushed him back came from. But when he saw the leisurely man on the tree, he almost spat out blood.

Ye Yang, his martial uncle, is sitting on the tree. Shen Rong, with a leisurely expression, almost jumps. Fortunately, he is still worried about him. In order to confirm his comfort, he even gets hurt. But this guy just looks at himself playing monkey here. At this time, he can deeply understand why Hu Qing is always driven crazy by his martial uncle.

Ye Yang looks at Shen Rong, angry and aggrieved. All kinds of expressions change on his face. He can't help but remind Shen Rong of his kindness.

"You haven't been bitten enough."

Shen Rong immediately returns to his senses, instinctively jumps up and fiercely splits a sword. This sword Shen Rong waves with resentment, fiercely blows a sword, and the sword blows a few feet away. The dust rises high where he passes, and the corpse of the poisonous animal flies to both sides. Shen Rong has already gasped for breath. He is secretly proud to see the sand that his sword brings flying towards Ye Yang's direction, Let you see my joke, I will let you eat dirt.