Didn't expect that

Qin Yang frowned slightly, but his steps didn't stop.

After only a breath or two, Qin Yang clearly saw the figure entering the swamp and was slightly stunned...

It was a little kid of four or five years old, a bit chubby, with a dirty face and messy black hair, wearing a black short shirt covered in mud.

At this moment, he was cautiously walking in the swamp, looking for a place to set foot, but soon, as if attracted by something, he slowly approached a small puddle, stretched his neck, and looked into the puddle.

Qin Yang's heart skipped a beat, and he rushed over. What he saw first was the water plants in the puddle, slowly spreading out. Inside was a woman's corpse, swollen from being soaked in water and somewhat rotten, floating under the surface of the water with a smile that was not a smile, her arms slowly swaying, attracting the little kid above.

A look of surprise appeared on the little kid's face, and he reached out to grab the surface of the water.

Crap...

Qin Yang was shocked, and he didn't bother to think about why there was a little kid here...

He quickly took out three Wind Travel Talismans, activated the talisman cores, and slapped them on himself. He didn't bother to hide his True Essence. In an instant, his speed soared several times, and he rushed straight towards the little kid.

At the same time, he gritted his teeth, took out the Ink Talismans scroll, tore off a corner, and poured True Essence into it. The spiritual light soared into the sky, and the spiritual power fluctuations set off bursts of strong wind. In just an instant, the Ink Talismans scroll turned into a stream of light, instantly enveloping the little kid.

Layers of Scarlet Gold halos continuously fell from the top of the little kid's head. On the halos, countless golden Talisman Scripts constantly emerged and annihilated.

At the same time, a monster rushed out of the water under the puddle. The blood basin mouth, full of crisscrossing sharp teeth, bit the little kid's head with a poof.

Crack...

The monster bit on the Scarlet Gold halo with one bite, and several of the sharp teeth in its mouth shattered. The Talisman Scripts constantly emerging on the halo also dissipated by a full third in an instant.

"Wah..." When the monster fell back into the puddle and disappeared, the little kid was so frightened that he sat down on the ground with his butt and burst into tears with a wah.

Qin Yang's face was as heavy as water, and he moved like the wind, his speed increasing by another point.

The monster fell into the water and disappeared, but he felt an invisible murderous aura fluctuating. The monster had begun to fix its gaze on him.

Rushing to the little kid's side, Qin Yang reached out and passed through the halo, picked up the little kid, carried him on his shoulder, and strode towards the outside of the swamp. At this speed, even if he stepped into the mud, he could rush out before sinking.

There were still hundreds of zhang away from the outside of the swamp, but after rushing out only a hundred zhang, Qin Yang's hair stood on end, and a chill grew. A sense of crisis of great terror descended, instantly sweeping through his body, and the blood flowing in his body tended to be frozen.

This was instinct. When a creature faced a crisis of certain death, it either stiffened all over and stretched its neck to be slaughtered, or burst out with the greatest madness.

The gap was too big! That monster could shatter the protective True Essence of even a Foundation Establishment cultivator with one bite, and it could also cripple most of the power of a defensive magic weapon with one bite.

As for himself, a Qi Nurturing small fry without a magic weapon to protect himself or protective True Essence, he would definitely die.

The only Ink Talismans scroll had terrifyingly strong protection, even three points stronger than a Foundation Establishment cultivator activating a protective magic weapon. Unfortunately, it could only withstand three attacks at most, and it had already been given to the little kid...

Whirr...

The sound of splashing water sounded from behind. Qin Yang's hair exploded, his mind jumped wildly, and the great terror between life and death almost forced his heart to explode. All he could hear in his ears was the pounding of his wildly beating heart.

In a moment of life and death, Qin Yang seemed to have broken through the oppression of that fear, and instantly changed from stretching his neck to be slaughtered to the most hysterical madness. The speed of his thoughts soared dozens of times in an instant.

Just as the monster rushed over with its blood basin mouth open.

Qin Yang suddenly grabbed the little kid with one hand, turned his body, blocked the little kid's head in front of him, and actively stuffed it into the monster's blood basin mouth.

Crack...

More than a dozen of the two rows of staggered sharp teeth in the monster's mouth were broken again...

The enraged wail echoed through the swamp. The monster flicked its tail and disappeared into the puddle once more.

Qin Yang didn't stop, hoisting the little brat onto his shoulders again and sprinting.

The little brat, who had been wailing, now just gaped, dumbfounded, reaching out to touch the scarlet gold halo of shimmering runes around him...

Whether he was shocked by the scarlet gold halo or by Qin Yang's unexpected move, he remained in that dazed expression for a good while.

But Qin Yang wasn't feeling any relief...

The defensive power of the Golden Scroll Ink Talismans was strong, but the remaining power could only withstand one more strike at most.

There were still nearly three hundred zhang to go before leaving the swamp. At the monster's attack frequency, he would have to withstand at least two more attacks to escape.

As expected, after another two or three breaths, and after rushing forward a hundred zhang, that terrifying sense of crisis surged again.

Qin Yang repeated his trick, stuffing the little brat's head into the monster's mouth again, breaking a dozen of the monster's teeth. The scarlet gold halo, like a bubble being popped, vanished with a poof...

With less than two hundred zhang left, how could he withstand the final blow? Qin Yang's face was grim as he rapidly racked his brains, white steam rising from his head as his mental power reached its limit.

None of the Talisman Scripts he had could withstand a single bite from the monster. Apart from the already vanished Golden Scroll Ink Talismans, the other attack Talisman Scripts were completely useless against the monster. The Blood Lama only prevented him from being poisoned by the miasma here...

So what to do next? He had no time to think. The sound of splashing water rang out, and a chilling killing intent swept over him.

Qin Yang roared, took out a Vajra Talisman from his Storage Bag, activated it, and turned around...

He threw it at the monster.

A faint golden light covered the monster's body, but the monster's pouncing motion didn't stop.

However, this time, it missed...

After missing, the monster didn't fall into the water. Instead, it went berserk, tearing and biting wildly in all directions, waving its claws.

Water splashed, water plants withered, and corrosive gas constantly evaporated with a sizzling sound. In just one or two breaths, the surrounding area of ​​a dozen zhang was completely turned into a pool of stagnant water, and everything was corroded clean.

And Qin Yang, took the opportunity to rush out and escape the swamp.

After fleeing several hundred zhang from the swamp in one breath, Qin Yang stopped, panting heavily, and his wildly beating heart was temporarily relieved...

That was a desperate gamble just now. Since this monster had no eyes, ears, or nose, and had no spiritual power fluctuations or aura, it relied entirely on spiritual power fluctuations to find its prey.

By blessing it with a Vajra Talisman, strengthening its defense, and covering it with a layer of golden light, what it would feel first was naturally the spiritual power fluctuations emanating from the Vajra Talisman's power on its own body surface.

Fortunately, it worked, confusing the monster and making it feel like enemies were all around it in the nearest distance