I dominate the cultivation world by relying on good pregnancy

Chapter 159 Falling short of success

Lin Qingqing felt something was wrong, but she couldn't tell what it was. Her heart was pounding and she had a bad feeling. Her intuition was usually very accurate.

Or should we retreat first?

Lin Qingqing was a little hesitant. The unknown risks ahead were also an opportunity for her. Whether to advance or retreat or to take a gamble became her current dilemma.

The fourth-level monsters traveling in groups are obviously not easy to deal with, but a lone fifth-level monster can try to challenge a higher-level monster.

After making up her mind, Lin Qingqing released her breath into the trees, trying to use the power of the wood's origin to sense the location of the fifth-level monster.

A breeze gently brushed across her gentle face, and she suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes full of smiles.

"Have it!"

Right in the northwest direction!

There happened to be a solitary fifth-level monster, its body covered with traces of fighting, with some wounds of varying sizes not yet healed, as if it had fought a great battle not long ago.

I am so lucky! Lin Qingqing was very happy.

She tried her best to reduce her presence, crawling in the grass, staring at the monster's every move, then carefully took out an arrow from the quiver on her back and put it on the bowstring.

The crossbow and arrows in Lin Qingqing's hands were borrowed from her master Murong Li. The bow body was made of the finest phoenix tree, and the bowstring was made of precious phoenix tendons. Even the tail feathers on the arrows were of a different origin, being extremely precious white crow feathers.

Seeing that Murong Li preserved it very well like a treasure, Lin Qingqing also took great care when using it, fearing that it would be bumped and cause her master distress.

Therefore, Lin Qingqing would not easily pull the bowstring unless she was 100% sure of hitting the target.

She observed for a long time, and only when she realized there was no danger nearby did she carefully pull the bowstring. The tail feathers instantly lit up, the bow glowed, and a trace of magic power gathered on the arrow.

Lin Qingqing aimed at its vulnerable neck, trying to kill it with one arrow. At the moment the arrow flew out of the bow, it flew towards the fifth-level monster not far ahead at lightning speed, and it seemed that it would pierce it in the next second.

However, things often develop contrary to one's wishes. Lin Qingqing carefully eliminated the danger from other monsters, but ignored the existence of competitors.

A "whoosh" sound immediately caught Lin Qingqing's attention. It was a black arrow that was twice as fast as the arrow she shot. It was not heading towards the fifth-level monster, but the white arrow! !

All this happened in a flash, and Lin Qingqing could only watch the black arrow approach her white arrow without being able to do anything.

Lin Qingqing didn't even dare to breathe, her eyes staring straight at the black arrow.

"Please! Don't hit it!"

It was as if God heard her thoughts, and the black arrow miraculously passed by the white arrow. However, the air flow around the white arrow was destroyed, which still affected its movement trajectory. As a result, it missed the monster's neck and hit its thick arm instead.

It just howled in pain, white air came out of its huge nostrils, and looked towards Lin Qingqing angrily, as if it was going to rush over to fight with her in the next second. However, its body was hesitant, as if it was afraid of something. Then it retreated a few steps unwillingly, turned around and ran away, taking Lin Qingqing's arrow with it while running, which made her extremely depressed.

She thought with gritted teeth, her bad premonition came true so quickly, who was it that was trying to ruin her plans? He waited until she was about to make a move and then interfered, obviously not wanting her to succeed.

But she had never offended anyone at the top of Yunfeng Mountain. Could it be the work of someone she knew?

Just then, a shadow slowly approached from the jungle.

"How could it be you?"

Lin Qingqing exclaimed.