Listen to the meaning of the sword spirit, you can obtain the qualification to be promoted to the demon king by obtaining the "soul seed", the qualification to be promoted to the demon king, Roland said that it is false if he is not moved, no one does not desire more powerful power, especially in this dangerous nightmare mountain range, the stronger the strength, the safer.

The monster frenzy continued, until nightfall, the nine stars were hanging high in March, this sudden, the largest monster frenzy in history was over, in the mountains under the clear light, from time to time there would be the movement of trees falling and landslides, bursts of terrifying roars, and from time to time you would see groups or huge black shadows passing by, which made people palpitate.

"Chieftain, the old demon king has torn apart many powerful monsters in the depths of the mountain range, and a group of monsters under his command have cleared the area and turned it into a forbidden area. Before I left, the old demon had fallen, and his men had suffered heavy casualties. ”

The next day, Roland sent a blue-haired young man named Shadow of the Ghost Clan to the depths of the mountain range to inquire about the news, he was a dark elemental physique, using dark magic, and was good at concealment, tracking and assassination, just right, at this time he appeared from the shadow behind Roland and told Roland about his discovery.

（OS：!!! ∑ (゚Д゚ノ)ノ scared me)

Roland coughed dryly and said, "It seems that the old demon king has already found a cemetery for himself, and we will rush over at this time, hoping that it is not too late." ”

As he spoke, his eyes looked over in turn, the red-haired youth (Hyakkimaru), the kimono girl (Kihime), the purple-haired woman (Ziling), the blue-haired youth (Shadow), and the white-haired old man (Jian Lao) were standing on the martial arts arena, ready to go at this time, and when they felt his gaze, they all looked at him and nodded their heads.

Roland then turned over and rode on the Wolf King, raised the White Bone Staff, and shouted, "So...... Let's go, Target—deep in the Nightmare Mountains!"

After speaking, the wolf king carried Roland towards the direction of the Nightmare Mountain Range, the shadow melted into the shadow and disappeared, and Hyakkimaru and the others turned over and rode their respective golden-horned demon wolves and chased away.

"Child, stay safe, this time it may not be just you, there are other powerful monsters fighting with the tribe!" the old chief shouted from behind, and everyone in the tribe looked at their departing backs, waving to them, shouting to them to be careful.

"Don't worry, I'm sure Roland and they will return safely. Sean looked in the direction in which Roland had disappeared and said categorically.

Roland and Hyakkimaru and the four of them, along with the shadows that followed the shadows, galloped through the mountains and forests, and from time to time they bumped into single or groups of birds and beasts along the way, some of them were huge, like walking mountains, some were like swarms of rats, fast as lightning, and some had wingspans like clouds, spitting electricity and fire, and the road was full of danger and bumpy.

Fortunately, their strength is not weak, the speed of the Golden Horn Demon Wolf is also extremely fast, there is no danger, when encountering a block, it can be killed directly, and when it encounters a group or a strong force, it is directly bypassed, never stop more, and try not to waste time on the road.

"Hurry up, it's still too slow!" Roland and the others were very eager, constantly urging the golden-horned demon wolf, afraid that they would be late and someone would pick a peach.

But it's useless to be in a hurry, as they go deeper and deeper, the strength of the monsters becomes stronger and stronger, and there are many beings who are stronger than them, so they have to deal with it carefully.

The mountains are majestic, winding like dragons, the ancient trees are towering to the sky, as far as the eye can see, Roland and the others galloped all the way, dodging and dodging, and finally approached the depths of the mountain range, climbed a mountain peak, and looked forward, only to see that in the open space that was broken by endless demon blood and stumps, grinding into the ground, a huge figure like a hundred zhang mountains was lying there.

What a figure that is!

The head of a unicorn, the body of a lion, the wings of a bat, the back of a stegosaurus, the legs of a lizard, the tail of a crocodile, and the whole body was covered with scales as black as ink, black and dull, as if the air was stagnant.

"That's one of the overlords of this mountain range, the Dark Demon Flame Dragon!" the shadow whispered, his voice trembling.

It seemed to be dead, its eyes closed, its body curled up, its huge bat-wings covering its body, buried in the endless demon blood and corpses, as if the air around it had also died, and it was extremely depressing.

Around it, four huge monsters with scars were guarding it like grave keepers, only to see one like a centipede but with several pairs of broken bone wings, one like a saber-toothed tiger with several bloody heads, one like a praying mantis but half of its butterfly wings broken, and one like a tortoise with a cracked and broken conch on its back.

The sky is dark, the mountains are like shadows, and the silence of death is shocking.

"It's dead, it's slain, and it's a chance to kill countless powerful monsters, and the monsters under its command have also been badly damaged. Hyakkimaru said, casting his inquiring gaze on Roland, who stared at it, frowning, a little undecided, he always had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"No," Jian Lao said suddenly, with a shocked look on his face, "I used my magic perception to observe, and found that there are many hidden breaths around this area, there are monsters and intelligent beings, very powerful, obviously there are many beings with the same purpose as us, and we rush out now, which is tantamount to being a target." ”

"In that case, let's withdraw first, let them fight first, and we'll wait for the opportunity to move. Roland made a decision in an instant, this position was still too close and unsafe, so they immediately set off, retreated to a mountain behind, and lay dormant.

Sure enough, after a while, I saw five groups of people jumping out from several directions, they seemed to be people from other tribes, and they also brought out the spirit of the tribe, and had a fierce battle with the four-headed monster.

"Sure enough, someone can't hold it back, the tribes of all sizes within a radius of five thousand miles, the spirits of these tribes...... I had never seen any of the tribes I had traveled around when I was younger, and they must have come from further afield. Jian Lao squinted his eyes and said.

The group obviously did not belong to the same tribe, but they seemed to have reached a consensus in advance, and instead of clashing, they attacked the four-headed monster together.

The four-headed monster is the demon king's subordinate, and its strength is naturally strong, but after countless previous battles, it has already been scarred and will fall at any time, and it will be killed one by one after a fierce battle with the people and horses of the five tribes and the spirit of the tribe, which is embarrassing.

But even so, those five tribes paid a heavy price, and most of them died.

Just when they were on guard against each other, ready to kill each other for the Demon King's body, suddenly, several huge monsters jumped out from all directions, and they were also fighting for the Demon King's body.

"Run!"

The hands of the five tribes saw this scene and suddenly their faces were bloodless, and they were so frightened that they scattered and fled, but they were bombarded and killed, and the monsters that could covet the remains of the demon king were naturally extremely powerful, and when a mountain-sized elephant's foot stepped on, more than a dozen people were trampled into meat cakes, and a huge bird's claw fell from the sky, and more than a dozen people who flew into the air were torn into minced meat, and blood rained.

A tornado-like ice tornado swept by, freezing and tearing apart a tribal spirit. A prehistoric crocodile-like blood basin burst out of the river and devoured a group of werewolves who jumped into the river of blood and fled, splashing blood and bones.

In a few seconds, the men and spirits of the five tribes were bombarded and killed, and none of them escaped, which made Roland and the others hiding in the distance frightened, and they were glad that they did not jump out immediately, otherwise they would only die faster and more miserably.

There are many strong people in those five tribes who have cultivated to the highest level, and Roland feels no less than ten breaths stronger than him, but this group of people has to die in an instant, which is terrifying.

It was simply a Shura field, just a few monsters attacking each other, and they didn't take the five tribes into account at all, but it was the aftermath of their fierce battle that caused the five tribes' men and tribe spirits to perish.