Man is the primate of all things.

The lowest class is livestock, such as chickens, dogs, pigs, horses, and so on. Once discarded in the wild, I am afraid that it will not take long for it to be eaten by jackals, tigers and leopards.

The second class is the beast, which is at ease.

The third class is the monster, which dominates one side.

The fourth class is the spirit animal, which opens the spiritual wisdom. Although it is still a beast, it is extremely difficult to subdue, and it is not something that mortals can drive.

The fifth class began to break away from the beast body, and it would be able to use crude spells, called demon beasts, and it could completely fight with the immortal masters in the world.

The sixth class is called a monster, which is separated from beasts and turned into demons, with strong mana and can fight with real people.

The seventh class is called goblins, flowers, birds, insects, fish, birds and beasts, everything can become essences, and it can be a battle with the great monks of the supernatural realm.

The eighth class is called demons, and according to legend, they can fight the gods and Buddhas of the heavens......

In fact, all things are mutually reinforcing, and the situation is complicated.

Many goblins are not powerful, but they are just crude and intelligent, and they can't talk about it in generalities.

For example, no matter how powerful a mosquito spirit is, it is not very powerful, and the laity can even slap it to death. And a tiger demon in the mountains, even a real person may not dare to provoke it.

The so-called goblins, that is, enchanted spirits, refer to all life except humans.

Whether it is chickens, ducks, tigers and leopards, flowers, birds, insects, fish, or even a stone or a ghost, as long as you cultivate to perfection, you will be struck by lightning, that is, "crossing the calamity".

Generally speaking, the grass and wood elves are the weakest and the most terrifying. Even if he is lucky enough to escape a thunderstorm, his strength is often much lower than that of monks in the same realm.

And the demon beast has a strong body, and after going through all the hardships to form a demon, it is much stronger than the monk who has experienced the same thunder tribulation.

Like the three demon kings Wolf Tu, Xiongba, and Tiger Ben, although they have only experienced two thunder tribulations, they can fight three tribulation monks.

They have been transformed into human beings. Once the madness is revealed, the combat power can also rise to a higher level.

Tonight, Xiongba and Tiger Ben went berserk and declared war on humans, which was actually an act of seeking death. Because the reason why Daomen was able to suppress the world was that there were many celestials in the Void Secret Realm.

After three roars, three roars, the herd came out of the mountain.

The demon king Xiong Ba and the tiger Ben rushed to the front, and then they were arranged in the order of the big demon and the small demon, completely reversing the order of the previous beast tide.

Not only that, but even the grass and tree elves rushed out regardless of their safety.

If it is not transformed into essence, of course, a big tree cannot run on its legs. But after reaching the realm of being a true person, the spirit body floats out, and it is very dangerous to have no scruples about this......

The monsters and elves are like an army, and each team is commanded by a big demon. Xiong Ba is undoubtedly the commander of the inner strings, and Hu Ben is the commander of the outer strings.

When the human monks in the mountains heard the roar of the bears and the roars of the tigers, and saw the beasts pouring out, the timid sa girl ran away, and the bold ones were stunned for a while before they came back to their senses, which was simply inexplicable.

This situation is unreasonable.

The demon king and the big demon don't worry about food or clothing, and no one dares to provoke them, how can they rush out like a fight for their lives, and they are still at the front?

Those who go deep into the mountains are often the strongholds of some Damen sects who have trained their disciples and hunted demons for scattered cultivation. There are many people, more or less, strong or weak, and the total number reaches thousands.

The herd seems to have been observing for a long time, knows them well, and carried out precision strikes.

If you are an earth monk, it will fight you with tree spirits, and use wood to overcome earth.

You hurriedly urged the magic weapon to take off, but suddenly a dark cloud fell above your head, and an eagle's claw pinched and exploded like a chick, and you didn't know how to die.

You're forced to slide down a cliff, and a thick vine on the side suddenly comes alive. Strangulation you didn't negotiate, I don't know what it is......

Even more terrifying, the monks couldn't believe their eyes.

A rhinoceros monster was injured, and a plant spirit actually consumed mana to heal. The rhinoceros nodded frequently in gratitude.

Straight sissy thief, shouldn't rhinoceros eat grass?

A bobcat saw that it was about to be pierced by a flying sword, and the dying mountain rat next to it actually jumped up and gave up his life to block the sword.

Straight mother thief, did the cat change the recipe, and instead of eating mice, he gnawed on mud?

Crazy, the monsters are crazy, the whole million mountains are crazy......

From the inside out, the mountains are cleaned as if they had been combed. Nearly 1,000 strongholds have been uprooted, and nothing has been missed.

Of the thousands of monks, less than 30 percent escaped.

The Orion mountain people live on the edge of the mountain. Hearing the roar of the bear and the tiger inside, he had already farted and urinated, running faster than a rabbit, and he didn't even want pots and pans.

Most of them withdrew, but some of the women, children, and the elderly were lost in the mountains.

Stranger things happened.

When it comes to monks, the demons show no mercy. It doesn't matter if you are a twenty-eight lady or an octogenarian old man, there is no negotiation after slaughtering.

For mortals, only the young and the strong.

It's like taking orders and strictly enforcing them.

It's a pity that their heads are still too small and not enough, and they have encountered tricky problems.

A sturdy offspring carried the baby on his back, brandished a hunting knife to protect his mother-in-law and parents, and fought and retreated. Four big tigers one foot long surrounded their whole family, and they hesitated to pounce, as if they didn't know what to do.

The hunters in the mountains are much smarter than the monks when they are faced with a life-and-death situation.

They soon discovered that the tiger was only going to bite the next one. For others, especially babies, they are not afraid to touch it at all.

So they worked together and quickly changed to a strange formation. The offspring who originally protected the whole family was protected by the whole family.

The latter holds the baby on his chest and walks, the father on the left and the mother on the right, and the mother-in-law breaks off. Rushing forward, pretending not to see the fierce tiger.

At first, the baby was frightened and cried, but then when he saw four big cats circling around, he giggled again, and stretched out his chubby little hand to touch the tiger's head.

Tsk, this is the king of beasts, how can the tiger's head be touched?

The family froze, stunned.

The tiger was puzzled not to cull, but he was not willing to let them go. The pestle in front of it was in the middle of the road, trying to dodge but not daring to dodge. His eyes widened angrily, and he watched the little devil's claws stretch out and close in pain.

The four tigers snorted and chirped, and all of them became sick cats.

At this moment, there was movement on the other side of the mountain.

The sick cats immediately came back to life with full blood and ran away without a shadow with a "whoosh".

After a few breaths, a terrible scream echoed through the valley.

The family came out late, and when they arrived on the plain, they almost fainted.

I saw a group of giant elephants rolling their trunks around long stone tablets and transporting them to ten miles away from the mountain. There are also monkeys riding on the back of elephants, seemingly supervising the works and choosing a location. In the middle, wild horses run back and forth, seemingly measuring distances. Finally, the tall bear swung his fist and drove the stele deep into the ground like a pile.

Farther away, tigers, leopards, wolves and other beasts are responsible for guarding the perimeter.

They were so busy that they didn't bother to pay attention to the trembling family.

The stele body is engraved with words, the beast does not go out of the mountain, and the person does not enter the forest.

Such a monument was erected every few miles on the plain ten miles away from the 100,000 mountains. I can't count how many there are, at least thousands.

It is said, a thousand killing monuments.