Chapter Ninety-Five: The Beast in the Mountain Without Ginger
"This is not Jiang Mountain's restrictions on cultivation, even I can't easily step in, if I forcibly enter, I will definitely be noticed by these few Yuan Infant Boys in front of me, just now I have carefully checked, none of these monks who have entered Jiang Mountain are the opponents of the little master, the little master can enter with confidence, even if there is danger, I can instantly force in outside." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"
Hearing the big cat say this, Wang Xiaomo felt a little relieved in his heart, and felt his shoulders loosen, but he saw the big cat jumping down from him, not looking at everyone at all, with an obscene look, he went straight to Candle Jiuyin, stopped a hundred feet away from it, lay on the ground, and looked at Candle Jiuyin in a daze.
When Yang Xuanzi and Wang Xiaomo and others saw this scene, their eyes suddenly darkened, everyone in the Qianyang Sect knew that this cat master was virtuous, but a kitten less than a foot old actually showed such an expression in front of a candle Jiuyin of thousands of zhang, the scene was too ridiculous.
The candle nine yin coiled in place, feeling the warm eyes of the big cat, the mountain-like head slowly raised, and when he saw that it was the low-level demon beast on Wang Xiaomo's shoulder, he didn't even raise his eyelids, and he didn't pay attention to it at all.
Ouyang Hai, Mo Yu, Qi Huang Lao, and Chen Yifan were shocked when they saw this, it is not a secret that there is a land demon king in the Qianyang Sect who appears in the various sects of the Xuanming Continent, and the kitten in front of him can be so unscrupulous to face a Candle Nine Yin young beast that is close to the realm of the earth demon, how can it make a few people not suspicious, seeing Yang Xuanzi's plain face, as if there is no surprise, it makes several people suspicious.
"Is this your Yang Xuanzi's hole card?"
Ouyang Hai's heart trembled, he knew that if what he expected was right, then all the arrangements for this gambling competition would come to naught, thinking of this, his heart couldn't help but be cold, he groaned a little, and his voice was heard behind him.
"A few of you, in this competition, no matter what means you use to try your best to hold out for seven days in Bujiang Mountain, if one person quits early in fear of fighting, you know the consequences!"
The tone was calm, and the five black-clothed disciples behind him all trembled in their hearts, and hurriedly whispered that they were, and without the slightest hesitation, they stepped into Bujiang Mountain one after another.
After Chen Yifan also passed on the sound and instructed a few words, the Yunxi disciples also stepped into Bujiang Mountain.
"Go too!"
As Mo Yu spoke, the bewitching red-clothed girl behind him, his eyes wandered, and he glanced at Wang Xiaomo who was not far away, and stepped into Bujiang Mountain with the other four Nanli disciples.
Wang Xiaomo noticed the gaze of the girl in red, and a trace of strangeness rose in his heart, but when he wanted to look, he saw that the fiery figure had disappeared into the crack of Bujiang Mountain, and looked at the big cat who was obsessed with looking at Candle Jiuyin, Wang Xiaomo took a deep breath, and walked towards the crack of Bujiang Mountain first, and Zheng Yan and others behind him also followed with cold faces.
When Wang Xiaomo stepped out of the crack, his body suddenly stagnated, and a feeling of being suddenly cut off from the outside world arose, Wang Xiaomo's heart immediately rose vigilant, his mind moved, and the iron sword immediately appeared in his hand.
"This is not Jiang Shan, it deserves to be a treasure."
Feeling that in the mountains not far away, a powerful aura rose to the sky from time to time, Wang Xiaomo was vigilant in his heart, and did not dare to probe his divine sense too far, glanced at the peak of the towering peak, groaned slightly, and his body shook towards the peak.
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A day later, Bu Junlai was pale in the middle of the mountain, Bu Junlai's face was pale, his body was like an arrow from the string to the top of the mountain, and there was a beast roar behind him, the sound was like thunder, and a huge shadow of dozens of feet was like a dark cloud, quickly pressing towards Bu Junlai, so shocked that Bu Junlai's soul was about to fly out, and the spiritual power in his body was running wildly, and he was crazy to the top of the mountain.
However, before he could run far, with a loud "quack", Bu Junlai felt a tearing force behind him slamming towards him.
Bu Junlai's eyes were red, his fierce color flashed, and he turned his head suddenly, only to see a giant frog with a body of emerald green feet the size of dozens of zhang, opening its big mouth, spitting out a bright red tongue with a red light, and a tongue rolled towards Bu Junlai, and the aura that came out of his body faintly reached the appearance of a sixth-order demon beast, which was equivalent to the twelfth layer of condensation in ordinary monks.
"It's not that easy to kill me!"
Bu Junlai had a strong life-and-death crisis in his heart, but he was really unwilling to fall, and slapped the storage bag, and suddenly several flying swords flew out of it, all of which were ninth-order magic weapons, infinitely close to the spirit level magic weapon, and he didn't have time to feel distressed, and roared in a low voice: "Burst burst explosion!" ”
With the self-detonation of Bu Junlai's magic weapon, a monstrous wave of destruction instantly drowned the giant frog rushing towards him, and a terrible roar sounded in the fluctuation, the crisis in Bu Junlai's heart had just been loosened, who knew that from the void ten feet around him, there was a twist, and a sharp arrow roared suddenly.
"Poof!" With a soft sound, Bu Junlai's chest was already pierced by a black feather arrow about one zhang long, and his potential energy was undiminished, and he was nailed to the ground by an arrow, Bu Junlai didn't even scream, and fell on the spot in a blink of an eye.
And with the fall of Bu Junlai, a figure more than ten zhang away walked out of a tree shadow, but it was a black-clothed disciple of Daze Sect, holding a black bow with black gas in his hand, and glanced at Bu Junlai's corpse coldly, with a mocking look at the corners of his mouth.
"The disciples of the Qianyang Sect are nothing more than that!"
Looking up at the fierce beast that was still trapped in the self-explosion of the magic weapon not far away, his body shook, and he came to Bu Junlai's corpse, grabbed the storage bag on Bu Junlai's body in his hand, and disappeared in a blink of an eye, and at the moment when his figure disappeared, the giant frog dozens of feet high took a step out of the fluctuation of the magic weapon self-explosion, and there was a bright red flow out of Zhou's body, and after taking a look at Bu Junlai, who had become a corpse under his feet, he opened his mouth and swallowed Bu Junlai's body in one bite, and then rushed to the place where the man in black disappeared. Looking up to the sky was a roar, and the voice was full of thick tyranny.
At this moment, outside Jiang Mountain, there were five jade slips suspended in front of Yang Xuanzi, and there was a clattering sound from one of the jade slips.
"Let's go!" The jade slip that belonged to Bu Junlai shattered in the air and fell to the ground, and Yang Xuanzi's face suddenly became ugly, this was the first disciple of the Five Sects to fall in Bujiang Mountain one day later.
Ouyang Hai, Qi Huang Lao, Chen Yifan, and Mo Yu all looked at Yang Xuanzi's side, and a trace of joy flashed in their eyes, among which Qi Huang Lao knew the most in his heart that this was not the subtlety of Jiang Mountain.
This Bujiang Mountain is not only a realm of its own, but also has countless fierce beasts raised by the Hengyue Sect, the weakest is equivalent to a seventh-layer monk of condensation, among which there are more than ten eighth-order demon beasts that are infinitely close to the foundation building and cultivation, the reason why Qi Huang Lao actively set Bujiang Mountain as the location of this competition is that the five disciples he brought all have the means to control beasts, once they enter Bujiang Mountain, then these five disciples of Hengyue are equivalent to having a demon beast army, which is for the disciples of the other four sects, in the case of cultivation is comparable, It's not cheap.
And the reason why Jiang Mountain is called a treasure is that if you don't enter the mountain, you can't see what mystery is hidden in Bujiang Mountain if you cultivate to the sky outside, this is also Yang Xuanzi, Ouyang Hai and a few people underestimated Bujiang Mountain, and they were secretly taken advantage of by Qi Huang Lao.
At this time, there was a yellow-clothed Hengyue disciple standing in front of Wang Xiaomo, and there were more than 20 cyan giant wolves with a length of nearly three zhang around this disciple at this moment, and each giant wolf's body was filled with an aura that was no less than the eleventh layer of condensation qi, and in the roar of a green wolf with a body of nearly five zhang and a larger body, the same wolf howl continued to come from the surrounding mountains and dense forests, and it was constantly gathering here from all directions, and for a while, I didn't know how many such green wolves there were in this dense forest.
"You are the young sect of the Qianyang Sect who is rumored to be miraculous, Wang Xiaomo?"
The Hengyue disciple shrank in the midst of the wolves, and looked at Wang Xiaomo who was more than ten zhang away with a sneer, his voice full of disdain.
Wang Xiaomo's face was calm, his eyes looked at the opposite side lightly, holding the iron sword in his hand, he didn't speak, and he didn't look like he was coming forward to fight, as if he was waiting for something, and the howling of the green wolves around him was even more dense at this time, and the cold eyes lit up like ghost fire in the dense forest, and quickly gathered over.
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