Sensing a faint smell of mountain wind swirling around the area, Zhang Wenfeng's spiritual consciousness searched within fifty feet, trying to find traces of mountain ghosts. His eyes focused on the battlefield blocked by the mountains in front of him on the left.
He didn't see the figure of the earth spirit or the wild mountain god. He could only occasionally catch a shadow passing by the lake, like a whip.
The ground was shaken by the beating, and the billowing dust obscured a large area of the sky.
The mountain badger suddenly turned around and barked twice, eager to try.
Zhang Wenfeng understood the meaning of the mountain badger, secretly thinking that the earth spirit was very clever. In more than a year, the mountain badger was tamed to be more polite and sensible. According to the mountain badger's previous temperament, he had already taken matters into his own hands. He nodded slightly and watched the mountain badger go.
The weeds and woods on the right side jump out, looking for the ghosts and spirits hiding in the mountain that are constantly harassing us.
I heard from Tu Ling that today's mountain badgers can go into the ground and water, are not afraid of poison or fire, and the metallic luster fur flowing on their bodies can withstand second-level spell attacks or being slashed by magic weapons. This is because Tu Ling uses low-level resources at all costs.
It was piled up after being fed with liquid crystal sand.
Some monsters are endowed with unique qualities. As long as they have a good appetite and keep eating, and the resources they eat are refined with their natural monster methods, their cultivation and physical strength will skyrocket.
If you can't be envious, you have to have a great demon like Tu Ling to appreciate you and give you guidance on cultivation.
You have to have a strong fortune, otherwise you will be poor if you can't afford it.
Zhang Wenfeng followed the mountain badger cautiously, and suddenly felt his body sink. He quickly realized that it was a gravity-like spell cast by the wild mountain god. It was so far away and so powerful, and his body was flashing with green and green brilliance.
The Hunran sword in his hand was quickly held out with a "chi" sound, and the sword energy poured out and swept across.
Wherever the sword passed, there was a sound of cutting cloth.
There seemed to be invisible fluctuations in the air that twisted and dispersed, and the heavy pressure that bound the body disappeared silently.
He suddenly turned around, and several sharp spears glowing with earthy yellow light were fired at the ground without making any sound. They suddenly raised the spear tips, and the cold light flashed, striking his chest, abdomen, head and neck and other vital parts in a staggered manner, first and then, like
It's some kind of formation.
Seven or eight short, dark-skinned natives with their upper bodies naked and tattooed with scary ghost-like runes on their faces rushed towards him from the bushes with fierce eyes, treating him as prey.
"Mr. Tu, be careful, you are fighting with a god who has incense to enshrine."
Zhang Wenfeng reminded loudly that the natives who rushed over were the incense believers kept in captivity by the gods. Gods with incense offerings were not afraid of injury or loss. They had a steady stream of incense offerings behind them, so they were more difficult to deal with.
Understand that this is a hunt for them.
The wrist was twisted and thrust forward, and the blade of the sword stabbed in the air several times, seemingly unhappy. The shadow of the sword was clearly visible in the sunlight.
There were several rapid "ding-dang" sounds, and all the flying short spears were deflected to one side, making a clanging sound.
The mountain badger originally stopped and wanted to help deal with a few murderous savages. When the viewer saw the viewer swinging his left hand, signaling it to go find the hidden mountain ghosts, they jumped into the grass and jungle and disappeared.
Its nose is very good, and it has already roughly figured out the location of the mountain ghost by smelling it.
The ownerless mountain ghosts can be described as naughty. Those who are being raised like this should be found and killed.
This will save you a lot of trouble and peace during the journey ahead.
"Peng", he punched the air and scattered Shan Guifeng who took the opportunity to wrap around his neck.
Zhang Wenfeng had a look of indifference on his face. They did not rest in this god's territory, and the nearby mountains did not allow the gods to reverse their luck. They really were not afraid of being attacked by a god who was out hunting for wild food.
He walked towards a few natives who were mumbling something. His feet were as light as stepping on the waves, rising and falling together. He looked like he was going straight, but his figure was a little erratic, passing by the strange light wave attack that the natives suddenly joined forces with.
"Boom", a half-moon-shaped wave of pale yellow light struck the woods behind.
The trees broke into pieces and fell backwards, creating a crater that was more than ten feet long and several feet deep in the rocks on the ground.
"Chirp, chirp", blue light shone in the sky, and countless green thorns appeared out of thin air, attacking the eight indigenous men who were wielding swords and raising spears. Zhang Wenfeng stopped ten feet away, slashed his sword, and attacked the troublesome man from behind like a fly.
The mountain ghost that launched another attack dispersed in the wind.
"Tangled!"
Following his soft drink, the shrubs and vines on the ground grew wildly and quickly entangled several natives who were in a hurry with shining runes on their bodies.
"Puff", green tattoos pricked everywhere on the natives' bodies like raindrops, eroding the protection of the runes.
In the forest, he can display his strength to a great extent, and he has mastered several wooden techniques so proficiently that his power is far beyond what it used to be.
His approach was just a pretense to make a few natives mistakenly think that he wanted to fight at close quarters. In fact, he was telling them to stay close so that he could use the "Hundred Turns and Thousands of Returns Curse" to trap and kill them. It was so convenient.
He had no interest in falling into the siege of the natives and fighting with real swords and guns if he had a way to save himself.
Seeing the natives being tied up by vines and dragged to the ground, screaming ghostly and being shot into lakes and lakes by endless green thorns, his eyes were cold and unwavering.
The Taoist monks have compassionate hearts and thunderous methods.
Hearing the sound of fighting coming from the hillside behind him, he did not look back and his consciousness swept thirty feet away.
The mountain badger has entangled itself with a monster with a head like a monkey's head and a body like a lizard that changes color.
The monster is a mountain ghost hiding a sinister person. Its body is covered with a layer of fine protruding scales. It opens its teeth and claws, puffs up its cheeks desperately, and blows out bursts of whirlwind knives to attack the mountain badger. It also spits disgusting green liquid, but when it encounters
The invulnerable mountain badger is not afraid of venom.
The metallic luster flowed on the mountain badger's body, and the green liquid dripped onto the ground along its hair, splashing into small smoky pits. The wind knife rubbed against its body, making a sharp and sharp sound, but it did not affect its attack speed at all.
In a few moments, the mountain ghost spirit was scratched by the sharp claws of the mountain badger, and dark green blood flowed out. It tried to escape into the soil several times, but was caught again and again by the mountain badger, and its scales fell off.
, it looked very miserable.
The angry roar of the wild mountain god could be heard in the distance.
Zhang Wenfeng shouted: "Be careful!"
The mountain badger was just waiting to end the fight with a bite, when with a "pop", it was suppressed by the sudden gravity and fell to the rocky ground, creating a shallow pit.
The mountain ghost took the opportunity to climb up the hillside. Its claws were sharp enough, but it was self-aware and could not hurt the powerful opponent in front of it, so it quickly escaped.
Zhang Wenfeng raised his hand, and a peach wood sword flew towards the mountain ghost Jingmei with a "swish". The moment the mountain ghost waved his claws to resist, the peach wood sword jumped suddenly, stabbed the side of the monster's neck, and exploded with a "boom".
His mahogany sword was used by him as a disposable talisman.
The mountain ghost spirit was covered in bruises from the explosion, rolled to the ground, and fell in front of the mountain badger. "Kacha" was bitten by the mountain badger who struggled to get up. The meat that was brought to his mouth was in vain if he didn't bite it.
Its teeth can cut gold and jade, and this bite makes the mountain ghost kick its legs desperately, and the green liquid flows gurglingly.
"asshole!"
The mountain god in the distance is angry.
The next moment, a black shadow suddenly appeared in the sky. It was a man about ten feet tall wearing black armor, holding a huge mountain-breaking ax in his hand.
Zhang Wenfeng was surprised. What did the earth spirit do? Why did the wild mountain god come over?
"Withstanding it for a moment, he became a clone."
Tu Kun shouted in response across the mountains, and a golden light appeared across the sky, "Take my sword!"
He used his strongest means to defeat the entangled wild mountain god in the shortest possible time.
After hundreds of years, this place felt very strange to him.
If I go to Wanhe Ridge, I'm afraid I won't be able to live in peace.