Mad wind blades came out of the forest. They were like knives cutting branches and tree trunks. They quickly cut the forest into an empty space.
Han Sen and the others could clearly see that the wind blades were coming from Ou Yang Qiu Shan. Ou Yang Qiu Shan was not in a good condition.
Ou Yang Qiu Shan was half-kneeling on the ground. He raised his hands. The wind blades were still exploding on his body. On his back, there was a purple shadow holding his body tightly. A pair of purple hairy arms went under Ou Yang Qiu Shan's arms. They grabbed his neck. Ou Yang Qiu Shan had to raise his hands.
That position was very weird. The purple-haired monster was like a ghost that possessed Ou Yang Qiu Shan. It did not just confine him, but it also opened its fangs and bit down on the back of his head. It looked very scary. It was like it wanted to suck out Ou Yang Qiu Shan's brain.
No one had ever seen a blood ghost spirit before. They did not know if the purple-haired, ape-like guy was a blood ghost spirit or not.
Fortunately, Ou Yang Qiu Shan had combined with a wind-winged snake gene race. It was a god-class gene race. After combining with it, his body was covered in green snake scales. It was very tough. If it was an ordinary person, they would have been like Old Nine. They would have been sucked dry by the gene race until only their skin was left.
Peaceful saw that Ou Yang Qiu Shan was still alive. She felt relieved. Her body combined with a blazing fire leopard. Her claws were like sharp blades. They carried fire as they went to grab the purple-haired gene race.
Earlier, everyone was shocked by the name of the blood ghost spirit. They were a bit scared. Now that they saw the blood ghost spirit, it did not seem as scary as the legends made it out to be.
It was around three feet tall. It had purple hair. Its fur looked very shiny. Aside from the scary fangs, it was not ugly. The fear in people's hearts lessened.
Of course, the main reason was that Ou Yang Qiu Shan had not been killed. It made them question their earlier judgment. If it was a real blood ghost spirit, Ou Yang Qiu Shan would have been sucked dry. He would not have lasted this long.
If Ou Yang Qiu Shan had not been killed, everyone did not think it was a real blood ghost spirit. That made them less scared.
Seeing that Ning Jing had made a move, the others all moved to help. The purple-haired monkey let out a strange cry like a baby crying, but its body suddenly jumped up and rolled in the air. In an instant, it jumped more than ten meters away and fled deeper into the forest.
"That damned monkey actually hid in the fallen leaves and ambushed me. I have to kill it."
After Ou Yang Qiu Shan escaped, he was furious. He flapped his wings and went after the purple-haired monkey with a whirlwind.
Ning Jing gritted her teeth and called for everyone to give chase.
It was not that she was spoiling Ou Yang Qiu Shan. It was because gene races were very vengeful. If Han Sen offended it and did not kill it, even if the gene race knew it was no match for him, it would still cause trouble.
If it was not a blood ghost spirit, they had to kill it. They could not leave a threat behind.
Zhao Jue Ye and the others knew that, so they listened to Ning Jing's orders. Otherwise, they would not have cared if Ou Yang Qiu Shan was dead or alive.
The purple-haired monkey was very fast. Ou Yang Qiu Shan combined with the wind-winged snake. He was faster than the monkey, but the monkey kept going around in the forest. It used the trees and rocks as cover. It made it difficult for Ou Yang Qiu Shan to use his wings. He was unable to catch up.
The purple-haired monkey kept running and making weird noises. It even turned around and made funny faces at Ou Yang Qiu Shan. Ou Yang Qiu Shan was so angry that he did not want to give up.
Everyone was not as fast as Ou Yang Qiu Shan. They could only chase after him. Han Sen was carrying Mister Yang. He followed behind everyone. He did not plan on going after the monkey.
Mister Yang was lying on Han Sen's back. He frowned and quietly said to Han Sen, "Mister, something is not right. That monkey is purposely luring us over."
Han Sen nodded. He felt it a long time ago, but he did not say anything. He wanted to see where the purple-haired monkey was going to lead them to.
After chasing for a while, they went over a big mountain. They came to a valley. The purple-haired monkey was still jumping up and down to escape.
Ning Jing and Zhao Jue Ye thought something was wrong. They were experienced people. They were not like Ou Yang Qiu Shan, who was a hothead.
"Mister Qiu Shan, stop now!" Ning Jing shouted at Ou Yang Qiu Shan. Her tone was very serious.
If Ou Yang Qiu Shan's wind-winged snake was not so fast, she would have chased after him and stopped him. Now, all she could do was shout for him to stop.
Ou Yang Qiu Shan did not stop. He was mad at the monkey. He only wanted to chase after the monkey and cut it into pieces. He ignored Ning Jing's words. He gritted his teeth and chased after it.
Han Sen thought, This stupid kid is going to be unlucky.
Zhao Jue Ye and the others all stopped. No one chased after him. Those people had survived until now, so they were not stupid. They knew when to advance and when to retreat.
Ning Jing's face turned green and white. She angrily said, "Qiu Shan, stop right there! If you don't, when we get back, I will tell Mister Ou Yang about what happened today."
"Sister Ning, it is trapped in a dead end," Ou Yang Qiu Shan said. "I can kill it now. Just wait." Ou Yang Qiu Shan clearly did not want to give up.
Ning Jing wanted to say something, but she suddenly heard Ou Yang Qiu Shan scream and a beast roar.
That beast roar was like a tiger roaring in the forest. It almost broke everyone's eardrums. Anyone could tell that it did not belong to the purple-haired monkey.
Before anyone could figure out what was going on, they saw Ou Yang Qiu Shan rush out of the valley. Behind him was a snow-white beast that was as tall as an adult man. It was chasing after him.
The beast looked like a tiger, but it was not a tiger. It looked like a lion, but it was not a lion. Its snow-white fur glowed with a cold light. It looked very powerful and overbearing.
"That is the jade lion king! Run!" Zhao Jue Ye recognized the snow-white gene race. His face changed. He screamed and turned around. He wanted to run.
Everyone turned around as well, but when they did, their expressions changed.
Around the valley, in the mountains and forests, and even at the exit, there were many gray jade lions. Although they were not as overbearing as the lion king, they were not ordinary. Just by looking at their presence, one could tell they were not low-level gene races.
Han Sen looked around, and he noticed that there were seventy or eighty jade lions around. They were all looking at them like tigers watching their prey. The purple-haired monkey was perched on top of a cliff. It was laughing at their misfortune, as if it was mocking them.