Chapter 487 Tracking
Acting alone is relatively free, but the danger is also increased. No one warns or helps. If you find a problem, you can only solve it yourself. Fortunately, Qingyang has a colony of alcoholic bees to protect him. He scattered some ordinary alcoholic bees around for vigilance, which gave him a certain buffer and enough reaction time when he found danger.
The spiritual stone vein may be together with the nest of the mountain rat, which can be regarded as a trace. Let's not talk about how Li Shengbo found it. Qingyang decided to follow the clue of the mountain rat. He first found some traces of the activities of the mountain rat around, and then followed these traces to explore.
However, too many mountain rats passed by this area before, so the traces of mountain rats were also very complicated. Qingyang followed them for five consecutive days and walked through dozens of underground mines, but still found nothing. He didn't know whether his method was wrong or he found the wrong place.
There were some newly dug traces in the depths of the mine, which seemed to be the masterpiece of the mountain rat, but it was not the nest of the mountain rat, and no spiritual stone veins were found. Not only that, even the mountain rats seemed to have disappeared, and no one was seen after that time.
Did his luck run out? Qingyang couldn't help but feel a little frustrated. After all, all the previous inferences were just their guesses, without any real evidence. Could it be that there was no mountain rat nest in this area, let alone any spiritual stone veins?
After searching for another two days, Qingyang finally found some clues and found a wounded mountain rat. Judging from the injuries on his body, it seemed that he was injured in the previous battle.
Qingyang launched a random attack, but these attacks fell to the side and did not hurt the mountain rat. The mountain rat was frightened and desperately fled into the mine. Qingyang fell far behind to ensure that the mountain rat would not leave his sight.
The mountain rat fled in panic in front, and Qingyang chased after it, from the ground to the underground, through the connected mines, and unknowingly deviated from the original direction.
Although the rat was injured, its speed was not slow at all. Qingyang followed behind at a high speed, neither letting the rat feel desperate nor letting it out of his sight. The rat and the man ran for four or five hours, and finally came to a huge underground mine.
When they got here, the rat finally stopped. The panicked look was gone, replaced by a sense of relief, even with a hint of pride.
In this huge mine, dozens of rats suddenly appeared, and there seemed to be rats coming from other places. It would not be wrong to say that the rats had set up an ambush here in advance. The monsters were not smart enough. It seemed that this was already the gathering area of the rats, or their nest.
After the injured rats met with other rats, they just squeaked a few times, and then the rats surrounded Qingyang. At this time, there were more than a hundred rats gathered, but their strength was not very high, and the leader was only a second-level rat.
Qingyang had been following closely before, so he was not far away from the injured mountain rat. At this time, the rats suddenly turned around, and it was too late to dodge.
However, Qingyang did not plan to dodge. Hundreds of mountain rats were not strong, and he felt that he could barely deal with them. Moreover, this number of mountain rats could not block all the retreat routes. If he really couldn't beat them, it would not be too late to escape.
Seeing those mountain rats surrounding him, Qingyang was not polite. With a wave of his hand, hundreds of alcoholic bees flew out of the Drunken Immortal Gourd, surrounding him in front, behind, left and right, forming a dense defense. At the same time, Qingyang also sacrificed three flying swords and displayed the powerful Three Yuan Sword Formation. Countless sword shadows flew towards the rats on the opposite side.
After the sword array, the attack of the group of mountain rats suddenly stagnated. The four or five mountain rats in the front were directly cut into pieces of flesh and blood. Several were injured. However, the mountain rats were not frightened by Qingyang's move. They just paused for a moment and continued to rush.
In a blink of an eye, the group of mountain rats surrounded Qingyang in the middle. The rats launched a succession of charges, while Qingyang used all means to defend the surroundings tightly.
The mountain rats were smart and cunning. After several attacks, they figured out Qingyang's routine and knew the power of his three-element sword array. Every time they saw Qingyang make a move, they would dodge in advance, which greatly reduced the power of Qingyang's sword array. That is, the effect was better when the three-element sword array was used for the first time. After that, fewer and fewer mountain rats were killed, and the battle situation became more and more difficult.
It is not easy for the group of mountain rats to hurt Qingyang. Let's not talk about whether they can break through Qingyang's sword formation. Even if they can break through, they still have to face a dense layer of alcoholic bees. Even if they break through the defense of the alcoholic bees, there are still the top-grade defensive magic weapon-level forest armor and the defensive shield formed by Qingyang's true qi.
Other cultivators usually only wear a defensive magic weapon. Some of them are tight on money and don't even have a defensive magic weapon. They rely entirely on the true qi shield for self-defense. And Qingyang has so many layers of defense inside and outside. It's hard to say whether he is afraid of death or cautious.
No matter how strict the defense is, there will always be negligence. Half an hour passed quickly, and Qingyang had a lot of scars on his body, all scratched by those unranked mountain rats. Fortunately, these wounds were not in the vital parts, and the wounds were not deep, which did not affect Qingyang's strength.
The situation of the mountain rat group on the opposite side was not much better. On the ground around Qingyang, more than 30 mountain rat corpses had fallen, and there were less than 70 alive, not counting the injured ones.
The mountain rats mainly had the advantage of large numbers. The strength of a single one could not compare with Qingyang. As time went on, it became more and more difficult for Qingyang to kill the mountain rats, but the number of mountain rats was decreasing. As long as he persisted for a while and killed the number of mountain rats to less than 50, then this mountain rat group would not pose a threat to him.
Qingyang became more and more courageous as the battle went on. He did not care about the injuries on his body. He even consumed spirit stones to replenish his true energy and forcibly used the Three Yuan Sword Formation to kill the mountain rats. The mountain rats on the opposite side became more and more frightened as the battle went on. There was already a hint of fear in their eyes, especially the leading second-level mountain rat, who hid behind the rat group and did not even dare to show his face.
Seeing that the number of Mountain Rat had decreased to less than 50% or 60% of its original number, the swarm of rats finally collapsed. They no longer cared about the control of the second-order Mountain Rat King, and the entire swarm of rats immediately scattered.