The Goddess's Exclusive Alchemist

"Something is wrong." Bai Jia stood in the middle of the team, looked at the fewer and fewer monsters, frowned and said: "Even if the monsters of the sixth and seventh ranks are considered to be mid-to-high-level monsters, it shouldn't be so few. Only."

Indeed, the monsters that appeared in front of them now only blocked the front one layer shallowly, and did not take the initiative to attack. It gave people the feeling that they were guarding something.

"I'll go and have a look." Small, who was short, disappeared in a flash, and thieves were the most suitable for scouting news, so Bai Jia didn't stop him.

And Fu Qinglang and others who were mixed in the elite group also gradually realized that something was wrong. Si Yun put down the bow and arrow in his hand, and reminded Fu Qinglang: "Qinglang, there is a problem with those monsters." With the blessing of Eagle Eye, he can observe The field of view is wider.

Fu Qinglang withdrew his hand, shook the blood spattered on his arm, pondered for a while, then turned his head to Zhanyue and said, "Zhanyue, go check out the situation."

Zhanyue glanced at Ino, then got out of the crowd, disappeared in the blink of an eye, Fu Qinglang took a few steps back, and switched from attack to defense. The defense of the remaining three people was relatively weak, so she had to be careful.

Because the strength of the sixth- and seventh-order monsters is similar to that of the elite group, and even stronger than the monsters, the members of the Hurricane Mercenary Group can only rely on the superiority of their numbers to resist. One piece, resounding through the sky.

Soon, Small's figure first appeared in front of everyone, with a dignified expression, he shouted loudly: "Retreat!"

Bai Jia immediately gave instructions to retreat. She knew her subordinates and partners very well. Small had a delicate mind and would never do anything unfounded.

The members of the elite group advanced and retreated with discretion, leaving behind a group of Wu Wang and Fa Wang to cover and all retreated from the battle circle, but Fu Qinglang and others stayed in place and waited for Zhan Yue's figure.

"Little Fu! You go first!" A martial king commanding at the front line continued to move with his sword, and took the time to shout to Fu Qinglang and the others.But Fu Qinglang shook her head, the red profound energy was lingering on the tip of the sword like fighting spirit, once she made a move, she would definitely be bloodied, she knew that the Martial King had good intentions, but they would never leave if their companions did not come back.

Seeing her stubborn appearance, King Wu knew that persuasion was unnecessary, but they had to obey the commander's order, so he tried his best to kill as many monsters as possible, and slowly withdrew from the battle circle.Bai Jia watched Fu Qinglang and the others' actions from a distance, and neither stopped nor asked for help. Taking this opportunity, she also wanted to see the capabilities of the Kunlun Mercenary Group.

In the end, there were only four people left in front. Ling Zhengyin's movements were as graceful as ever, but there was a murderous intent hidden in this beauty. The range magic Water Dance Skyfall temporarily blocked the sight of the monsters. Yun's bow and arrow wantonly harvested lives.

There are also monsters with sharper senses who try to be that sharp attack, but they are all relatively large in size, and they can't see the surroundings clearly, so they bump into their companions instead. , They started killing each other one after another, Fu Qinglang looked dignified, and saw a vague figure in the mist, so she waved to Ling Zhengyin and the others: "You retreat first, I will save people!"

As he spoke, Fu Qinglang unfolded the footwork he had created, and in an instant he was in front of the group of monsters. The smell of blood on the long sword made the monsters even more restless, and Zhan Yue's figure also appeared in front of her eyes. She dragged She leaned over to dodge the monster's attack, and her frozen movements revealed the fact that she was injured.

Seeing Fu Qinglang, Zhanyue didn't say much, but lay down on her back with a blank expression as the other party indicated.Her breathing was slight, whether it was caused by habit or injury, Fu Qinglang had no time to think about it, she jumped onto a monster beside her, and before the monster could react, she inserted the long sword into the weak point of the monster, and let out a long mournful cry Afterwards, the monster ran out. After running a few steps, its pace was a little disordered, and it seemed that it didn't dare to run any more. However, Fu Qinglang's faith moved, and her profound strength came out of her body. She took out an amethyst and struck the sword. It got deeper and deeper, and even the hilt of the sword didn't enter the fatal place.The monster frantically threw the person on its back, but Fu Qinglang's profound strength was concentrated on her legs, and her lower body was as stable as a mountain. She supported Zhanyue with one hand, and patted the monster's head with the other to prevent it from running in the wrong direction.

The monster ran with the two of them, and the mist gradually dissipated, but the group of monsters didn't dare to move after taking a few steps forward, they just roared in protest.

Arriving near the Hurricane Mercenary Group, Ling Zhengyin had already noticed their figures. After exchanging glances with her, Fu Qinglang stepped on the monster's head a few times, and landed on the ground lightly like the wind. A thick road rose quickly behind him. Si Yun also fired a few arrows at the right time, wounding the eyes and limbs of the monster. After screaming a few times, the already scarred monster fell to the ground unwillingly.

No time to pay attention to the situation behind him, Fu Qinglang brought Zhanyue to Yinuo's side. Yinuo's eyes were full of anxiety, but his hand holding the staff was steady, and white lights scattered on Zhanyue's body, finally letting him Her complexion improved a little.

Fu Qinglang wanted to ask something else, but Ling Zhengyin held her hand and shook her head. This is not the right time to talk about it, because the Hurricane Mercenary Group has already surrounded her.

Bai Jia stood at the front and asked with concern: "Is this little guy's injury serious?"

"It's okay, Aunt Bai, with Yinuo here, it shouldn't be a problem." Fu Qinglang explained on behalf of Yinuo who had no time to speak.

"Well, you guys come with me, I have something to say." Bai Jia glanced at Zhanyue and sighed slightly. Even if she didn't say anything, Fu Qinglang and the others would know the real situation, so it's better to tell the truth.Fu Qinglang asked Si Yun to stay and take care of the two of them, but Ling Zhengyin was not as good at taking care of others as he was, at least he helped take care of her when she was injured on the battlefield.

After the battle, the Hurricane Mercenary Corps began to rest. The tent had already been set up. Bai Jia brought Fu Qinglang and Ling Zhengyin into the big central tent, where the three venerables were waiting for them.

"Briefly introduce, these are the veterans of our Hurricane, Venerable Wu Jingtao, Venerable Small, and my brother Venerable Bai Liang." Bai Jia's tone was flat, without showing much pride.

Fu Qinglang and Ling Zhengyin are not people who have never seen the world, and their expressions are very calm. After introducing their identities politely, they followed their example and sat next to the table in the middle of the tent. A map of the Far Mountains.

"I think you can see the difference there." Bai Jia's guiding tone made Fu Qinglang nod involuntarily.Wu Jingtao and Small looked at her seriously, their eyes were so clear that they couldn't see the depth.Bai Liang has the least sense of presence, his eyes are only on Bai Jia, full of admiration.

"Then, Small, tell me what you saw." Seeing Ling Zhengyin Gujing Wubo's focused appearance, Bai Jia was a little curious, but she still focused more on Fu Qinglang, seeing that she was paying attention to herself. There was a response to her statement, and she couldn't help but smile, this child is quite pure.

Small nodded, his rough voice once reminded Fu Qinglang of Carlos, he pointed his pale fingers on the map, and said worriedly: "There are no monsters inside, but there are many skeletons, and a few Snake slough, I suspect that there are really two red-trained giant pythons."

The atmosphere in the tent suddenly became serious. If this conjecture becomes a fact, there is no need to say anything about the consequences, but it is impossible for the Hurricane Mercenary Group to give up the mission, not to mention that they have put in so much effort. , just the points deducted for mission failure is enough to make them feel distressed for a while.

At this moment, Fu Qinglang shook his head: "I think it's not just like that."

As soon as this remark came out, the eyes of other people immediately cast their attention.Fu Qinglang didn't tantalize people either, and directly talked about her conjecture: "Those monsters are obviously trapped within a certain range. I suspect that there are demons here!" She told her previous encounters. The refining experience was still fresh in her memory. Wasn't the monster at that time driven by the demon clan?

"The demon race? Are you serious? The demon race has not appeared on the mainland for thousands of years!" Wu Jingtao snorted coldly, he still didn't trust Fu Qinglang very much.

Fu Qinglang didn't care about his attitude, but just looked at Bai Jia calmly and resolutely. She knew that the existence of the Demon Race could not spread so quickly. Only masters can get some clues.

Bai Jia waved her hand to stop Wu Jingtao's question, and she looked at Fu Qinglang no longer as casually as usual: "Xiao Fu, keep talking."

"It's very likely that the demons want to refine the Chilian giant python into a fusion monster. We saw two of them at that time." Fu Qinglang's stubborn and serious appearance moved Bai Jia and the others a little.

"So, according to my idea, we might as well let them both lose and then make a move." Before anyone else could speak, Fu Qinglang came up with another solution. She was happy that the demons would suffer under the hands of the monsters. not too late.

"If this is true, then this is indeed a good idea." Bai Liang finally moved his gaze away from Bai Jia, with a hint of amusement on his unruly face, as if his personality had changed instantly.

Ling Zhengyin, who hadn't spoken since she came in, finally spoke. She glanced at Fu Qinglang approvingly, and her tender gaze suddenly became sharper: "I know how to distinguish the breath of the demon race." The tribes have been fighting against each other for a long time, so they naturally have a way of dealing with the demons, not to mention Ling Zhengyin, who is one of the highest status.