Taoist chanting

Chapter 374 Hunting and Anti-hunting
Sensing a wisp of mountain wind with a faint fishy smell, circling around the vicinity, Zhang Wenfeng searched within fifty feet with his spiritual sense, trying to find traces of mountain ghosts and spirits, and fixed his eyes on the battlefield covered by the mountains in front left.

He didn't see the earth spirit or the wild mountain god, only occasionally caught a vague shadow passing by, like a whip.

The ground shook and the mountains shook, and the dust billowed and covered 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 badger, and the secret is that the earth spirit is clever. After more than a year, the badger has been tamed and learned to be more polite and sensible. According to the badger's previous temperament, he has already acted on his own. He nodded slightly and watched the badger go. Jump through the weeds and forests on the right, looking for the mountain ghost who hides and harasses endlessly.

I heard from the earth spirit that the mountain badger can enter the ground and enter the water. It is not afraid of poison or fire. And streamer crystal sand feeding heap out.

Some monsters are endowed with unique aptitudes. As long as they have a good appetite and can't stop eating, and refine the resources eaten into their stomachs with innate demon methods, their cultivation and physique will soar all the way.

This envy can't come, it has to be appreciated by a big monster like Tu Ling, who can give guidance on cultivation.

You have to have a strong net worth, otherwise you can't afford it, and you will be poor long ago.

Zhang Wenfeng followed the mountain badger vigilantly, and suddenly felt his body sinking. He quickly realized that it was a spell similar to the gravity spell cast by the wild mountain god. It was so far away and still had such power. His body was shining with green and green brilliance.

With a "chi" sound, the Hunran sword was swiftly and violently thrown out, and the sword energy poured out and swept across.

There was a sound of cutting cloth as the sword intent passed.

There seemed to be invisible fluctuations in the air that distorted and spread out, and the heavy pressure on Liao's body disappeared silently.

He suddenly turned around, and several sharp spears glowing with earthy yellow light came close to the ground, without making any sound, and suddenly raised the tip of the spears, with cold light flashing, and staggeredly flew at the chest, abdomen, head and neck and other vital points on his body, one before the other, like It's some sort of formation.

Seven or eight short, dark natives with their upper body naked and ghost-like scary runes tattooed on their faces rushed towards him from the bushes with fierce eyes, and they regarded him as their prey.

"Mr. Tu, be careful, what you are fighting with is a deity with incense."

Zhang Wenfeng reminded loudly that the aborigines rushing over were the believers of the incense held by the gods in captivity. The gods enshrined with incense were not afraid of injury or loss.

Understand that this is a hunt for them.

Twisting the wrist and probing forward, the blade pierced the air a few times, seemingly unhappy, but the shadow of the sword was clearly visible in the sunlight.

"Dangdang" sounded several times, and all the flying spears were shot to one side, making an aggressive sound.

The mountain badger stopped at first, wanting to help deal with some murderous savages first, but saw the spectator waving his left hand, indicating that it was not lucky to go and find the hidden mountain ghost, so it jumped into the grass forest and disappeared.

It has a good nose, and already has a rough idea of ​​the location of the mountain ghost.

Unowned mountain ghost spirits can be described as mischievous. If they are kept in captivity, they should be found and killed.

Save yourself the annoying and restless journey ahead.

"Bang", he punched in the air, and scattered the mountain ghost wind that took the opportunity to wrap around his neck.

Zhang Wenfeng's expression was indifferent, they didn't rest in this god's place, and the surrounding mountains didn't allow the god to reverse their luck, so they really weren't afraid of a god who went out to eat wild food.

He walked towards a few muttering natives, his feet fluttered as if he was stepping on the head of a wave, heaving up and down, obviously he was going straight, but his figure was a little erratic, past the weird light wave attack that the natives suddenly teamed up with.

"Boom", a half-moon-shaped light yellow wave chopped in the woods behind.

The trees shattered into pieces and fell backwards, smashing the rocks on the ground into a hole more than ten feet long and several feet deep.

"Jiujiu", the blue light shone in the sky, countless green thorns appeared out of thin air, and attacked the eight aboriginal men who were holding swords and spears. Another wisp of mountain ghost wind that attacked broke away.

"Twist!"

Following his soft shout, the shrubs and vines on the ground grew wildly, and quickly entangled a few natives with shiny runes on their bodies in a hurry.

"Puff", the green thorns rained down on the aborigine's body, wearing away the protection of the runes.

In the forest, his strength can be super powerful, and he has mastered a few wood techniques so proficiently that his power has long been different from what it used to be.

It was just a pretense that he approached to make a few natives mistakenly think that he wanted to fight in close quarters. In fact, he told a few people to hurry up so that he could use the "Hundred Turns and Thousand Returns Curse" to kill him in one go. It was so convenient and straightforward.

If there is a way to save effort, he is not in the mood to fall into the siege of the natives and fight with real swords and guns.

Seeing the aborigines being tied up by vines and dragged to the ground, screaming ghostly ghosts being shot into the ground by endless green thorns, his eyes were indifferent and did not fluctuate in the slightest.

A monk has a heart of compassion, but also has thunderous means.

Hearing the sound of a fight coming from the hillside behind, he didn't turn his head, and his consciousness swept thirty feet away.

The mountain badger has entangled a monster with a head like a monkey's head and a body that changes color like a lizard.

That monster is a mountain ghost that hides the Yin people. Its body is covered with a layer of fine and protruding scales. The mountain badger, which is invulnerable to swords and guns and is not afraid of venom.

The mountain badger's body had a metallic luster, and the green liquid dripped down its hair, splashing small potholes that were emitting smoke. The wind knife rubbed against its body and made a piercing sound, which did not affect its attacking speed at all.

After a few strokes, the mountain ghost spirit was scratched by the mountain badger's sharp claws, and the dark green blood flowed out. She tried to escape into the soil several times, but was caught by the mountain badger again and again, and her scales fell off. , looked very miserable.

The angry roar of the wild mountain god came from a distance.

Zhang Wenfeng shouted: "Be careful!"

The mountain badger was about to end the battle with a blow and bite. With a "snap", it was suppressed by the sudden gravity and fell to the rocky ground, creating a shallow pit.

The mountain ghost spirit Mei took the opportunity to climb up the hillside, its claws were sharp enough, but it had self-knowledge that it could not hurt the powerful opponent in front of it, so it quickly slipped away.

Zhang Wenfeng raised his hand, and a mahogany sword flew towards the mountain ghost Jingmei with a "shua". At the moment the mountain ghost swung its claws to resist, the mahogany sword jumped suddenly, stabbing the side of the monster's neck, and exploded with a "boom".

His mahogany sword was used by him as a one-time talisman.

The mountain ghost was bruised all over its body, rolled to the ground, and fell in front of the mountain badger. With a "click", it was bitten by the struggling mountain badger, and the meat sent to its mouth was neither white nor white.

Its teeth can cut gold and cut jade, this bite made the mountain ghost kick its legs desperately, and the green liquid gurgled.

"asshole!"

The mountain god in the distance was anxious.

In the next moment, a black shadow suddenly appeared in the sky, it was a man of Zhang Xu in black armor, holding a huge mountain axe in his hand.

Zhang Wenfeng was taken aback, what did the earth spirit do? How did the wild mountain god come over?

"Hold it for a while, he became a clone."

Tu Kun responded to the yell across the mountain, and a golden light appeared across the sky, "Take my sword!"

He resorted to the strongest means, trying to defeat the entangled wild mountain god in the shortest time.

After hundreds of years, this place made him feel very strange.

Going to Wanhe Ridge now, I'm afraid it will not be safe.

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(End of this chapter)