At the moment when the green blood came out, Shao Xinghai's spiritual power was completely unfolded without hesitation, and suddenly, a monster the size of a child was exposed under his nose.

The tail shimmered like armor, but the body slipped off like an eel, and the head was flattened, as if a human head had been smashed by a hammer, which was extremely ugly. And when it swims, it relies on two legs under its stomach to propel it forward.

I don't know what kind of monster this kind is. Shao Xinghai didn't have time to look up information about this monster either.

When he shot and wounded a monster, behind it was like an army of its own kind that began to devour its body. In an instant, he swallowed this monster into his belly, and there was not even any scum left.

Seeing this, Shao Xinghai's eyes couldn't help but light up.

It turns out that this group of social monsters is not as united as it seems on the surface. It's just that after smelling the blood, they don't care about the three-seven-twenty-one, even if it's their own kind, they still kill each other.

This discovery shocked Shao Xinghai's spirit, and without thinking too much, he directly launched the [Bullet Net] skill, and suddenly, all the bullets like a rain of bullets shot towards the monsters that were swimming towards him in front of him.

Puff puff......

The bullet turned into a torrential rain, and in an instant, with a beautiful arc, flew into the grass, and the green blood was like a fountain in a flash, a large area of &1&本&read&novel{.{ yb}{du}.} It was sprinkled from the ground.

Spiritual power always paid attention to the movements around him, watching the hundreds of bullets hit hundreds of monsters, Shao Xinghai did not stop at all, and rushed directly towards the intersection of the top of Heng Mountain.

Beneath the ground, there were thousands of hook monsters, and the injured hook monster began to scream wildly after blood bubbled out of its body. The voice is bleak, crying like a doll, and it is unbearable for the eardrums.

In less than a minute, those injured hook monsters were ruthlessly devoured by their companions, and Shao Xinghai had already taken advantage of this time to rush out of the long distance, away from that dangerous area.

After stepping into the safe zone, Shao Xinghai felt palpitations, if it weren't for the effect of spiritual power, he would not have been able to find this important clue at all, but what he faced was the attack of countless hook monsters.

Whether there will be a thrilling escape like the current one is still unknown.

You must know that the grass surface is simply like a void, stepping on the ground like water, shaking as it moves, not to mention dodging and attacking, it is difficult to even walk normally. To fight the hook monster head-on in this extremely bad situation, to be honest, Shao Xinghai is not very sure that he will survive.

Wiping the cold sweat that came out of his forehead, Shao Xinghai was still a little glad to look back at the grass that had regained its calmness, smiled slightly bitterly, and thought about how to get through this difficulty when he went back.

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When you enter it, you will know that the top of Heng Mountain is vast and unattainable.

All the way up, I didn't see any monsters attacking. Not only that, but not even half of the monster was visible.

Shao Xinghai couldn't enjoy each other, he concentrated on climbing all the way, and when he climbed to a quarter of the way to Heng Mountain, he was already so tired that he couldn't stop wheezing, and his sweat had already wet his whole body.

Sitting on a bald stone, Shao Xinghai let sweat drip from his face, and then, after resting for a while, his physical strength recovered a lot, and then he began to tour the scenery here.

He looked out of the mountains, looked at one of the mountains, and was immediately attracted by its momentum and spectacle.

In the distance, strange mountains stand tall, mountains are continuous, verdant and steep, clouds cover the mist.

Mountains rise from the ground, the green trees on the mountains are shaded, and there are flowers against the background, dressing up the whole mountain peak into a demonic burn.

Looking at the top of the mountain in the distance, thousands of years of snow, like an old man in white who has experienced vicissitudes for a long time, lies there peacefully.

The shadowy mountains are like a fairy who has not woken up from sleep, dressed in a thin veil like cicada wings, with affectionate veins and silent eyes.

The peaks on both sides of the river change into various interesting gestures: sometimes like a fluttering fairy, sometimes like an old man with a staff, sometimes like an ape offering peaches, sometimes like a wild horse on the loose.

In the sun, the distant mountains are as if they have been washed, vividly, verdant, and seem to be much closer and steeper in front of them.

The distant mountains loom in the clouds, like a mischievous child playing hide and seek with you.

The rolling mountains embedded in the sky, reflecting the glittering golden light in the light of the setting sun, look extraordinarily magnificent, like a beautiful picture.

In fact, the mountain itself is full of magic: this side is like a sharp knife, the other side is like a hunchbacked old man, and a little farther away it is like a budding lotus......

When he looked around, the spectacular scene made Shao Xinghai's blood boil, and the whole Laoshan Mountain seemed to be floating in the fog.

The majestic peaks that rise from the ground, some like giants, some like camels, and some like horses, are of different shapes, steep and steep.

Although the mountain in the distance does not have the delicate posture of Emei, the steepness of Huashan, nor can it compare with the upright and strange of Heng Mountain, it has its own unique charm - simple and unpretentious.

Overlooking the foot, the white clouds are misty, looking around the peaks, the clouds and mist are shrouded, and the top of the mountain pokes out of the clouds and mist, like a hibiscus out of the water.

It's better like cutting with a knife and an axe! The mountains are stacked on top of each other, like the undulating sea, majestic and magnificent.

Longshou Rock rises thousands of feet from the ground, the dangerous peak stands upright, the strange stone is phosphorus, a huge cliff stands upright, the other piece crosses it, directly inserts into the mountainside of Tianchi, the momentum is like the head of the dragon, the momentum is extraordinary.

The momentum of reaching the sky, holding the sun in your hands!

Surrounded by water on all sides, the lonely peak stands upright, the trees on the mountain are luxuriant, the green bamboo is in the shade, the mountain wall is steep, and the river is surging.

The peak is shrouded in clouds and mist, the mountain path is winding, like a ribbon falling down from the clouds, and the visitors are like small white dots, scattered on the ribbons, slowly moving upward.

Like a giant dragon winding and circling, it surrounded the entire Lingmu Forest, becoming a natural wind barrier.

After admiring this once-in-a-century wonder, Shao Xinghai had rested enough, and the sweat stains on his body had already been dried by the breeze.

Standing up, he couldn't help but stretch his waist, if it weren't for the fact that he had to hurry up to find the Nine Rank Dragon Pattern Ding, Shao Xinghai would have wanted to sleep well in this fairyland-like world at this moment.

Since entering the outer world, he has not had time to rest, and has been running around in the mission day and night.

With a high-spirited mood, Shao Xinghai became more determined to become stronger. He is not willing to be controlled by others, and the only way is to become his own master!

Only when you become stronger can you have time to do what you want to do and meet the people you want to meet!

Stepping on the ground made the dust fly, but Shao Xinghai shuttled through the woods at a very fast speed. In less than half an hour, Shao Xinghai stopped again, his brows furrowed for no reason, and his expression was very solemn.

He felt a calm before the storm.

Although there were not many wild beasts running up from the foot of the mountain, there was a noise from time to time in the place where they were at the moment, like a sleeping monster fighting.

[Friends, if the composition teacher asks you to describe the scenery in the future, you will directly copy the sentences and paragraphs describing the majestic mountains in the chapter of Jin Ling, and you will definitely get a high score...... Don't tell the teacher that Jin Ling taught you badly! 】