Many parts of the huge meteorite where Wang Changkun and his people stayed were lost because they were slowly eaten away by the "Meteorite Sand Beasts." Fortunately, with the protection of the formation, countless "Meteorite Sand Beasts" were shaken off every day. But as long as a breach in the formation was not repaired in time, the "Meteorite Sand Beasts" would pounce like hungry wolves smelling blood. This kind of demonic beast basically would not attack living beings, unless you actively attacked it.
The types of demonic beasts in the turbulent flows of space were very rare, and the vast majority of demonic beasts that could exist in the turbulent space were particularly brutal, bloodthirsty, and slaughterous. Generally speaking, they were not something that small cultivators like Wang Changkun could touch. It was estimated that those demonic beasts could turn Wang Changkun and his group into ashes with just a light breath. A docile demonic beast like the "Meteorite Sand Beast" was a peculiar existence. It was a good object for low-level cultivators to practice their refining skills on. It could even be said that in the boundless darkness, it was one of the few games for finding joy in hardship.
For low-level cultivators like Wang Changkun who had dealt with "Meteorite Sand Beasts" for a long time, they eventually figured out a unique way to use this demonic beast after refining it. Now that Wang Changkun had brought out the "Meteorite Sand Beast," he had his own clever use for it.
First of all, the "Meteorite Sand Beast's" sensitivity to fluctuations in earth-element spirit power far exceeded Wang Changkun's divine sense. If Bai Rou and the others had set up a formation using the environment here just now, they would have had to use the power of the earth and trees. Although the "Meteorite Sand Beast" did not have the ability to break formations, it should be able to detect abnormal fluctuations in earth-element spirit power. As long as the other party's formation master's cultivation was not too high, Wang Changkun was confident that the "Meteorite Sand Beast" could easily detect the location of the formation.
In addition, once the two sides started fighting, although the "Meteorite Sand Beast" would not actively attack living beings, after so many years of refining by Wang Changkun and his group, it would still charge towards a designated target. It was just that it would definitely be unwilling to devour the other party's flesh and blood. But what was the "Meteorite Sand Beast's" greatest strength? Apart from its earth-element divine ability, it was its incomparably tough skin. Don't look at its soft and boneless appearance. Under a full-force charge and impact, it could easily pierce a cultivator. Wang Changkun and his group had tested this method countless times during their duels on the meteorite. It was just that his divine sense could only allow him to control three "Meteorite Sand Beasts" at most at the same time. So one can imagine that if a Nascent Soul cultivator had refined "Meteorite Sand Beasts," it would have a terrifying attack like "ten thousand arrows released at once." If they encountered a general formation, they could even directly smash it open with the impact of this worm.
However, all of this was still subject to conditions. The speed of the "Meteorite Sand Beast's" impact was related to the cultivation of the cultivator casting the spell; the toughness of the "Meteorite Sand Beast's" skin was related to the size of its mature body. Otherwise, Wang Changkun could have used this worm to fight against Golden Core and Nascent Soul cultivators. The "Meteorite Sand Beasts" in Wang Changkun's hands were only juveniles. They were still enough to deal with cultivators of the same rank. He could not successfully refine an adult "Meteorite Sand Beast" with his current cultivation. Now he could only wait for the "Meteorite Sand Beasts" he had refined to grow slowly. It was just that the growth rate of this demonic beast that lived in the turbulent space was abnormally slow. Perhaps only when Wang Changkun had cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage could he return to the turbulent space and find adult "Meteorite Sand Beasts" to refine again.
It was precisely because Wang Changkun had three "Meteorite Sand Beasts" that he did not wait for Wu Yuan and Ge Feng to return, but decided to lead the five people on the pursuit by himself.
Sure enough, after they had advanced about three hundred zhang through the bushes, the "Meteorite Sand Beasts" suddenly let out a series of hoarse, strange cries. Then, the three demonic beasts flew swiftly forward. The next moment, Wang Changkun looked and was overjoyed. He quickly signaled for the others to follow.
After flying for a distance, the forest that had seemed ordinary in front of them suddenly burst into balls of blazing flames, like a painting of a forest suddenly twisting in their vision. A ferocious smile curved the corner of Wang Changkun's mouth. He immediately turned his head and said coldly, "Kill this bunch of inferior cultivators!"
In fact, he didn't need to speak. The moment the explosion sounded in front of them, the eyes of the five people behind him, who had been silent all along, immediately filled with a thick, blood-red color. With a whistling sound, the six people suddenly accelerated and rushed forward.
Bai Rou and the others had been waiting in the formation all along. They were all baffled as to why the two demon cultivators had really left as if they had listened to Li Yan's words. As the remaining six cultivators landed on the ground and began to search in all directions, the four of them were anxious. Of course, they wanted to immediately kill these six people and go to relieve Li Yan's siege. But first, the two demon cultivators had just left not long ago, and there was still a possibility that they would turn back at any time, in which case the plan would fail. Second, they had also fought with the foreign cultivators several times and knew that just the five mid-to-late stage Foundation Establishment cultivators could tie down one of their Pseudo-Core cultivators. The other two might not be able to quickly kill the leader of the foreign cultivators. Sun Guoshu, at this time, could at most be considered a helper. He might only be able to deal with an initial-stage Foundation Establishment foreign cultivator.
Under these circumstances, after Bai Rou discussed it with Hu Xiaowang and Yan Feijun, they decided that even if they had to wait a little longer, they had to use the convenience of the formation, plus the joint efforts of the three of them, to kill the leader of the other party in one blow. So, in the concealment formation that Yan Feijun had set up, Hu Xiaowang and Yan Feijun worked together again and set up four smaller sub-killing formations. These formations, in Sun Guoshu's eyes, opened up his horizons. At the same time, he was even more full of longing for his future entry into the Malevolent Spirit Sect. Of these five sets of formations, he probably couldn't even break the outermost concealment formation, let alone the sub-killing formations inside. It was estimated that once inside, it would be a dead end.
While Wang Changkun's group of six was searching everywhere, Bai Rou's group of four also saw three fat, small, wingless worms that could fly. The four of them looked at each other, and all saw confusion in each other's eyes. No one recognized the origin of this demonic beast. Puzzled, Bai Rou still sent a voice transmission to ask, "Senior Brothers, do you know the origin of this demonic beast?"
Sun Guoshu was also here, and Bai Rou did not exclude him from the address, but asked him along with the others. This made Sun Guoshu feel quite pleased. So Sun Guoshu was the first to shake his head, indicating that he did not know. The other two also shook their heads one after another. In this way, a bad feeling simultaneously rose in the hearts of Bai Rou and the others. After the other party landed in the forest, they had specially taken out these three unknown demonic beasts. They were naturally for dealing with them. But they didn't know the origin of these demonic beasts. How could they defend against them?
"Could it be that this demonic beast can sense the location of the formation?" Although Sun Guoshu's cultivation was average, his experience was very rich. He quickly discovered that the three fat earth worms, after initially probing in other directions, were slowly flying towards them, and those cultivators seemed to be following behind the three fat earth worms.
When Sun Guoshu said this, the other three paid a little attention, and their faces suddenly changed. If that was the case, then what was the point of them setting up an ambush? Especially Yan Feijun. He had always been very conceited about his concealment illusion formation. In the sect, even some martial uncles could not easily see through the concealment formation he had set up. This had always made him feel that the sect's elders were unfair, letting a pearl like him be covered in dust. But now, his proud skill had just been used, and it had lost its use. He couldn't help but feel both curious and annoyed at these three demonic beasts, thinking that the other party was not relying on their own strength.
In fact, if there were disciples from the Spirit Insect Peak here, someone might really be able to recognize this worm. This kind of demonic beast was recorded in some unorthodox jade slips, but ordinary people would not pay attention to it.
Just as Bai Rou's group of four saw the three earth-yellow fat worms adjust their direction and fly towards them, before they had time to plan their next step, a series of explosions sounded outside the formation. The "Meteorite Sand Beasts" had already arrived outside the concealment formation. Seeing that they could no longer hide, Yan Feijun directly withdrew the concealment illusion formation's entrance facing Wang Changkun and his group. He had already flown out first, leaving the four sub-killing formations he and Hu Xiaowang had set up behind, without withdrawing them. It was this move that ultimately saved their lives.
As for Yan Feijun's action of directly charging out, although Bai Rou and the other two felt it was a bit reckless, they didn't have too many objections. The other party had already discovered the concealment illusion formation, and their ambush plan had already failed. Subsequently, the three of them also followed closely behind.
After Yan Feijun flew out first, he first encountered the three "Meteorite Sand Beasts." He had some resentment towards these unknown demonic beasts. If it weren't for these beasts, they would have been able to ambush the other party in a moment. A purple light flashed in Yan Feijun's hand, and a dazzling purple ring that snatched one's eyes appeared in his hand. He chanted an incantation, pointed forward with his hand, and shouted, "Go!"
The purple ring in his hand had already left his hand and smashed directly towards one of the "Meteorite Sand Beasts." The purple ring was like lightning, bringing with it a streak of purple light. At such a short distance, the next moment it had heavily smashed onto the body of that "Meteorite Sand Beast." In his hatred for these three demonic beasts, Yan Feijun had used his natal magical treasure from the very beginning, intending to smash them directly into a pile of meat paste. In his senses, the spirit power fluctuations appearing on these three demonic beasts were only at the peak of the first rank, not even reaching the second rank of demonic beasts. With his cultivation, he could of course easily deal with them. At the same time, he had already confirmed in his heart, "This demonic beast is just like the auxiliary demonic beasts in the sect. It's just that its innate divine ability can sense a certain aura of the formation. I just haven't seen it before. If I knew what its innate divine ability was, then I just need to improve the formation next time."
Yan Feijun wanted to smash the other party to death in one blow. The other two "Meteorite Sand Beasts" were a little farther away, so it was just a matter of the purple ring bringing them along in the next moment, and he could solve these low-level demonic beasts that had ruined their plan.
At this time, Bai Rou and the other two had also arrived behind Yan Feijun. Hu Xiaowang had already secretly sent a voice transmission to Bai Rou, asking her to join him in attacking the leader of the other party. The remaining five people would be temporarily held off by Yan Feijun and Sun Guoshu. With Yan Feijun as a Pseudo-Core cultivator, plus Sun Guoshu assisting from the side. The highest cultivation among the remaining five opponents was only two late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators. He thought that even if the foreign cultivators were brave and had good cultivation methods, although Yan Feijun and the two of them couldn't kill them immediately, with Yan Feijun's Pseudo-Core realm, he could test the other party's strength and weakness, and he would definitely have some gains. And on his side, Bai Rou's puppets were even stronger than his own combat power. In a two-on-one situation, they might be able to end the battle as soon as possible.
Just as they were about to send a voice transmission to Yan Feijun, an accident suddenly occurred.
At the same time as Yan Feijun's purple ring smashed onto the body of the "Meteorite Sand Beast," the seemingly inconspicuous earth-yellow fat worm, after letting out a hoarse, strange cry, was sent flying backward. But apart from that, after rolling in the air for a while, the worm immediately stopped, and there was not a single scratch on its whole body. This earth-yellow fat worm was still in the air, pointing its tube-like beak at Yan Feijun and hissing. After swinging its fat body a few times, its pair of small eyes flashed with angry light, and it swiftly counterattacked.