The raccoon dog screamed, his paws kept scratching the ground as if it was itchy, but he didn't rush up to deal with Li Mang, it seemed that he was afraid and didn't dare to go up, but in fact, Li Mang soon knew the truth. A group of more than a dozen raccoon dogs came out of nowhere, and they rushed to the side of this raccoon force with a scream, and surrounded Li Mang in an arc-shaped group.

"Wow!"

"Click......

Large rocks were scratched by the claws of the chickens beneath them, and before they knew what they had promised, a group of raccoon forces swarmed up at the same time. They don't look strange, but their speed is not slow at all, and their bodies rub against the air to emit a dazzling white light.

If it was before, Li Mang would be very vigilant and cautious. But now his body was filled with the energy of the White Tiger Holy Scripture, he was brave and warlike, and he felt that he could handle it, so not only did he not back down, but he also rushed over with a big knife.

"Poof!"

"Wang!"

"Whew......"

The strength of these raccoon forces is indeed not weak, but it is far less powerful than the bird-body dragon head god, plus Li Mang's strength has improved a lot during this time, with the energy of the Xuanwu True Scripture and the White Tiger Holy Scripture, as well as the sharpness and hardness of the Xuanpin broadsword, Li Mang killed this group of little monsters happily, and the last two didn't even dare to fight again, and turned around with their tails between their tails and fled without a trace.

"Don't let me see you!" Li Mang roared at them with a bloody big knife, the time of the game was too short, he was not happy enough, and the part of the blood in his body that belonged to the White Tiger Holy Book was still boiling and tumbling.

But as the raccoon force escaped without a trace, Li Mang gradually came to his senses, and this negative influence made him frightened and uneasy, along with the energy of the Xuanwu Sutra, there was also some turmoil.

It is also strange to say that the originally boiling gold energy gradually calmed down after encountering the water energy of the Xuanwu True Sutra. Eventually, peace was restored.

"The White Tiger Holy Book is so terrifying, it can actually interfere with my emotions, will it lose my mind when it is serious?" Li Mang frowned bitterly, this is obviously not a good thing, fortunately, the Xuanwu True Scripture happens to be able to restrain it, otherwise Li Mang would not dare to continue cultivating.

"Is this still an ancient martial arts?" Li Mang couldn't help but have a question in his heart, not only questioning the White Tiger Sacred Scripture, but also questioning the Xuanwu True Scripture.

Guwu and Xiuzhen are two different cultivation systems, but there are also similarities, and sometimes they can even be confused. Cultivation is biased towards cultivating the state of mind and the true element of the dantian. Gu Wu, on the other hand, focuses more on physical exercise, but they are all able to meditate and cultivate, and they will also have powerful exercise names, what scriptures, and what classics.

There are two main differences between the two. One is that the performance of the dantian is different. The martial arts are simpler, and there are no other particularly obvious changes after the knot. After breaking the pill, he reached the realm of the legendary flying immortals; Xiuzhen is different. There is also a series of realms of Yuanying, which is more cumbersome, but more layered.

The second difference is that from the beginning of cultivation, Xiuzhen can release the true yuan and release the energy through various spells; And if the martial arts want to release energy to hurt the enemy, it will take at least fifty years of realm. Li Mang just can't do it now. Neither the White Tiger Sacred Scripture nor the Xuanwu True Scripture can be used for the time being, so the signs of manifestation of the two major exercises are more inclined to martial arts.

However, is this really pure martial arts? The exercises are from the four great divine beasts. Li Mang had reason to be skeptical, and there were no small differences between these two major exercises and traditional martial arts.

If it weren't for the fact that Fan Gudao was safe and sound after cultivating, Li Mang wouldn't even dare to continue cultivating, the negative impact was too terrifying. Not only the White Tiger Holy Scripture, but also the Xuanwu Sutra also has negative signs, but it is not very obvious now, at most, I want to go down and soak it for two days and three nights when I see water......

"I'll find a chance to ask the master." Li Mang didn't dare to be careless, he wanted to ask if Fan Gudao had the same encounter at the beginning of his cultivation, and how to avoid it.

Looking down at the corpse on the ground, Li Mang frowned slightly, took a deep breath and stepped on the ground, and the rock shattered, forming a small pit. Then make up a few feet, and the accumulation of small pits is a big pit.

Li Mang put a raccoon corpse into a storage ring, and buried the rest. Who is the maker of the Classic of Mountains and Seas, and what is the purpose, these Li Mang don't know the way, in short, the Classic of Mountains and Seas is now his personal belongings, and he has always loved the environment here, and he does not interfere in the fighting between beasts, but if he kills himself, he will often be buried in the ground.

The cabinet mountain is very large, but it is always a stone mountain, the plants are scarce, and the animals are even rarer, in addition to the raccoon dog, Li Mang only saw a few big birds flying with wings in mid-air.

These birds are very strange, shaped like eagles, but they have a pair of hands that resemble people, and their cries are like paralysis, which is called "Vermilion Bird", which is just an ordinary beast and has no special value.

"The quantity is so scarce, eat one less one, then let you go for the time being!" Li Mang looked up at the sky and muttered to himself, with a righteous and awe-inspiring look.

The fact is nonsense, with his foodie temperament, even if there is only the last one left, he may not let go, the reason why he didn't attack this 'Vermilion Bird' is that there is a resistance mentality to that pair of 'human hands'. Also, he doesn't have the ability to fly so high to catch them, and he doesn't have any guns, so how can he resist them?

Flying and jumping for more than half an hour, Li Mang followed the water flow of the cabinet mountain to the second mountain of the second meridian of the south. Although this is a mountain, it is actually more water, and all the mountain spring water on the cabinet is gathered here, forming a wide mountain lake, but from time to time there is a rocky peak standing on the water surface, which is very beautiful.

This is Changyou Mountain.

The name of Long-eared Mountain comes from a kind of beast here, and its name is called Changyou.

Li Mang stepped on the water steadily, his eyes scanning the bottom of the water in a loop. He could see some strange fish swimming happily in it, but these were just common species, and Li Mang was not surprised that Limui Water and Nanji were found in many streams.

"Whoa!"

The water in front of him suddenly cracked, and a drenched monster appeared in his sight. It looks like a macaque, but it has four ears, exaggerated long arms, and not short feet.

This is exactly the long right.

Li Mang and it looked at each other, and they could both feel the other party's fighting intent, a strong fighting intent. Li Mang has the White Tiger Holy Codex, and Changyou is already a warlike beast, and now that he sees this human intruding into his territory, he will naturally not be indifferent.

"@#%#¥#@@###¥%......" Chang right mouth was nagging something, like human language, but not Chinese, the skin on his face was hideous, wild and fierce.

But what shocked Li Mang was that he understood what the other party meant, and Changyou was warning, threatening, and intimidating him, telling him to leave Changyou Mountain quickly, otherwise he would be eaten...... The language is still very vulgar, and Li Mang even hears swear words from it.

Li Mang dared to swear to the sky that he was really a human race, with pure and pure human blood, and had nothing to do with these four different water monsters in the water, let alone blood relations......

But how can you understand the other person's language? …… Li Mang was not only not happy because he understood its language, but was inexplicably very unfriendly to this Changyou, and the hostility in his eyes was invisibly stronger.

"Give up resisting, be good." Li Mang pointed at it with the Xuanpin big knife in his hand and shouted, but he didn't feel awkward. He hoped that the other party would not understand, otherwise he would feel bad.

"Roar!"

However, Changyou still understood Li Mang's words, and immediately became angry, and with a stroke of his long arm, his entire body suddenly turned into a sharp arrow, and he shot from the water with a bang.

Li Mang was even angrier than it, he was able to communicate with a monkey water monster, and he used an inexplicable language, which provoked the unique sense of self-sufficiency of the human race, and he stepped on the water and went to the front, when the two sides were about to make contact, the Xuanpin broadsword cut through the air and slashed down, fast, accurate, ruthless!

"Whew!"

The surface of the water was cut by a large knife, forming huge waves that swept towards both sides. But Changyou, who should have been split, was no longer there, it was very flexible in the water, and its body dodged Li Mang's attack in a flash, turning into an afterimage, and suddenly accelerated to Li Mang, and grabbed Li Mang's feet standing on the water with his long arms, and then sank without a pause.

"Poof!"

Li Mang was pulled to the bottom of the water carelessly, and his feet were still caught, very passive. But he was not afraid at all, the energy of the Xuanwu Sutra operated independently, allowing him not only to stay in the water for a long time, but also to swim flexibly like a fish. For him, there is not much difference between the bottom and the land

(To be continued......)