It happened so suddenly that the distance between the two sides was too close. More importantly, the Golden Shadow was too fast. Although Zhu Mo Zhenjun made a certain response, he was still a step late. He was directly shot by the golden light on his hand, and then a burst of severe pain hit his whole body.
As a Yuanying friar, Zhumo Zhenjun has practiced immortality for hundreds of years, and he is still very cautious. Before he decided to pick Lingying fruit, he had observed the situation nearby. He swept around the Lingying fruit tree and even in the cave of Tianshu beast for countless times with his mind. He decided to do it without finding any abnormality, but he didn't expect to win the move in the end.
It was not until this time that Zhumo Zhenjun saw that the Golden Shadow was a Golden Snake only half a foot long and the thickness of chopsticks. At this time, he was biting on the back of his hand. The snake was not only small, but also shielded the monk's mind. It was similar to the purple needle of the purple cicada demon king before. More importantly, it could attack actively without control, He hid behind the golden branches of Lingying fruit tree and escaped several mental searches by Zhumo Zhenjun. He launched an attack at the critical moment.
But in an instant, the back of Zhumo Zhenjun's bitten hand swelled, and a trace of black fog spread from the wound on the back of his hand to his whole body. Zhumo Zhenjun could obviously feel that all the places eroded by the black fog were gradually numb and gradually out of his control. After a while, I'm afraid his whole body could not move, The Golden Snake can make a Yuan Ying friar lose his combat effectiveness with only a small bite. It can be seen that the toxin in his body is strong.
As soon as the golden snake bit and left, he flashed and hid in the Lingying fruit tree. Zhumo Zhenjun didn't have time to find the trouble of the Golden Snake. He quickly found a healing pill from his body and took it.
A moment later, the pill took effect. The black fog in Zhumo Zhenjun stopped spreading and gradually compressed towards the wound. Although the speed was very slow, the situation was constantly improving.
This pill is a Yuan Ying level healing pill refined by Qingyang. Its efficacy is very good. Qingyang gave everyone two pills before. The material of this pill is not very valuable, but it has high requirements for elixir. If Qingyang's elixir was not superb, it would not be possible to bring so many at one time.
Few people in the whole demon realm could refine this pill. Anyway, Zhumo Zhenjun had no chance to get it before, so Qingyang kept it as a treasure after giving it to him. Unexpectedly, it was used so soon. This pill really saved his life. Thinking of this, Zhumo Zhenjun couldn't help turning his head to look at Qingyang and gave him a grateful look.
Qingyang has been paying attention to the situation of Zhumo Zhenjun and Lingying fruit tree. Aware of the sudden changes here, he hurried over. Fortunately, Zhumo Zhenjun didn't have an accident. Qingyang was relieved and said, "Zhumo Taoist friend, what's going on here? Do you need my help?"
Zhumo Zhenjun said in a shy way, "I was careless. I didn't find that there was a golden snake in the Lingying fruit tree. When I took the Lingying fruit, he bit it on the back of his hand. If it weren't for the antidote pill of Taoist Qingyang, maybe something had happened to me at this time."
"What is this golden snake? It's so powerful?" Qingyang asked.
Zhumo Zhenjun said, "although I just looked at it in a hurry, I have roughly judged that the golden fine snake should be a poisonous snake called golden Cobra. The golden cobra is as small as gold silk. It can shield the mind and capture. It is very good at hiding its shape and has great toxicity. I didn't expect that there is a golden cobra in the spirit baby fruit tree."
Zhumo Zhenjun explained to Qingyang and searched the Lingying fruit tree. The whole Lingying fruit tree was so big. Although the golden Cobra was good at hiding his body shape, he soon found his figure under the special search of Zhumo Zhenjun, but he didn't know. He was surprised when he looked for it. At this time, he found that there was more than one golden Cobra hidden in the Lingying fruit tree.
Zhumo Zhenjun counted at random. There were at least a dozen golden cobras. He couldn't help but be afraid. Fortunately, only one golden Cobra attacked him just now. If he was bitten by several golden cobras at the same time, he would be finished at that time. There was no time to take the antidote pill.
Youdao was extremely jealous when his enemies met. Zhumo Zhenjun was moved. A magic weapon like an inkstone appeared on his head and hit a golden Cobra directly.
Zhumo Zhenjun shot quickly, and the golden Cobra dodged faster. Before the inkstone came to him, the golden Cobra flashed and hid behind the trunk of the Lingying fruit tree. Zhumo Zhenjun's inkstone magic weapon wiped the trunk and nearly smashed the Lingying fruit tree.
Seeing that Zhumo Zhenjun was going to attack again, Qingyang quickly stopped him and said, "Zhumo Zhenjun, wait a minute. If you hurt the spirit baby fruit above, the gain is not worth the loss."
Zhumo Zhenjun was angry and attacked. When Qingyang stopped him, he calmed down and knew he couldn't act recklessly, so he took back the magic weapon inkstone and said angrily: "we can't pick the soul baby fruit without killing these golden cobs, but these golden cobs hide on the soul baby fruit tree and don't come out. He's afraid of hurting the soul baby fruit. What should we do if we throw a mouse into a dilemma?"
Qingyang said with a smile, "Zhumo Zhenjun doesn't have to be in a hurry. It's a piece of cake. You just need to be prepared and wait for the right opportunity."
Seeing that Qingyang was so determined, Zhumo Zhenjun was relieved, so he stepped back and began to prepare. Qingyang took a pill from his arms, crushed it and sprinkled it on the Lingying fruit tree. As a friar Yuanying, this little thing was easy for him. After the whole pill was crushed, it turned into a light green powder, which was urged by the palm wind of Qingyang and sprinkled evenly on the tree.
These green powders had no effect on the Lingying fruit tree, but the golden cobras seemed to encounter natural enemies. They fell from the Lingying fruit tree one after another, and then climbed around desperately. Looking at them, they seemed unwilling to stay here for a moment.
Qingyang doesn't know much about golden cobras, but he knows what snakes or poisonous insects are most afraid of. Qingyang has prepared such things and refined them into targeted pills. Now it works. Golden cobras have been attacked one after another, and their action speed has slowed down.
At this time, Zhumo Zhenjun found that there were more than a dozen golden cobras hidden on this Lingying fruit tree, but more than 20. Several of them had escaped his second search. If he had rushed forward at that time, he might have been attacked by golden cobras for the second time.