The Yunding Mountain Demon Beast Clan had never imagined before they came that today's battle situation would be so tragic.

The demon beasts that came were all more than three Dan, a total of seventy-seven. Now with the addition of this Jiudan Black Bear Essence, there are only thirty-two demon beasts left in Yunding Mountain.

Looking at the corpses of the same clan all over the ground, the black bear spirit stood opposite Ji Wutong and was stunned for a while.

He thought that by breaking through the Stone Monkey Ditch, he would be able to bring Yunding Mountain to a higher level, and he would be able to make the demon clan of Yunding Mountain on an equal footing with the demon clans of Gulu Spring, Baiyantan, and Shuanglong Mountain.

But in today's battle, there will no longer be any demon clans in Yunding Mountain. The black bear spirit couldn't figure out how a small immortal could kill half of his clan.

Now he just wants to avenge his clan and kill Ji Wutong. There's only so much he can do.

Ji Wutong smiled, let Lihua drag Wuxin, and retreated into the distance with the mountain spirit clan.

Today's idle Ji Wutong can ignore it, but unfortunately the first person Ji Wutong met after leaving home was not Zhang Shanyou, and he didn't learn the appearance of a businessman who is more profitable and mercenary.

The first person I met was not Mo Qingping, who didn't learn the so-called scheming gains and losses, and strategizing like being in charge of the world.

The first person I met was not Yu Moyang, take care of my and your, Ji Wutong said that he couldn't do it.

What he met was Xue Pingshan, and what he met was the black-faced man who put good and bad in his heart and good and evil in heaven and earth.

The eyes of the thirty-two demon beasts were full of hatred, and they surrounded Ji Wutong.

The next moment, roars and roars resounded through the valley, and the golden arrow, which had been useless for a long time, spewed flames and rushed towards the demon beast.

Using golden arrows means that either Ji Wutong will kill these demon beasts cleanly, or bury himself in this stone monkey ditch.

If the matter of the golden arrow spreads again, I am afraid that it will not only affect me, but also An Yan'er, who uses two daggers.

The four idols in his state of mind also began to exert their strength, and even the idols sensed the danger that Ji Wutong was in.

"Wake up! Wake up! ”

Ji Wutong kept dodging the claws and flutters of the demon beasts, and kept talking to himself.

He didn't know if he could wake up the immortal root wrapped in black gas, he didn't believe that he would die here, he hadn't gone to Qianye Mountain yet, and he hadn't let his father and mother see that he was getting ahead.

"Move with the wind, go with the flow. Move against the wind and catch the leak. The towering trees know the wind, and the pines and cypresses break their intentions in the wind. Changming Yan Bugang has been obtained - stepping on the wind! ”

The immortal root was still not awakened, and the voice of the old man Jiang in his mood came slowly.

"The rain has roots, and it goes, and the snow falls silently, do whatever you want. Go forward to take the stars, and it is difficult to stop wandering all over the world. Chang Ming Yan's body has been - smoke and rain travel! ”

Ji Wutong didn't know how many times he had cultivated in his state of mind, and the Changming Yan Mental Method he had obtained was just the foundation, and he finally made a breakthrough today, and his body method was two percent.

With such a blessing, Ji Wutong is even more like a fish in water. Whether it is the mountain spirit clan or the black bear spirit, they can see it clearly, Ji Wutong's dodge and counterattack and position selection are dozens of times faster.

Half a moment later, there were still nine of the thirty-two demon beasts left, eight of them were still fighting with Ji Wutong, and only the black bear spirit was still standing in place.

The black bear spirit understood that Ji Wutong's arrows and the immortal methods used were extraordinary, and the only weakness was the immortal level.

An immortal has a first glimpse of the realm, and the immortal power in his body is difficult to support such a powerful immortal method for a long time.

The eight Liudan demon beasts gradually suppressed Ji Wutong's offensive, and they also saw the clues on Ji Wutong's body, constantly wandering and harassing.

And Ji Wutong didn't have the momentum of the hit just now, and the immortal power of his physical strength was about to be exhausted.

"It's a pity, it's a pity! Only then did he realize such a good immortal method, and he had to explain it here. ”

Ji Wutong secretly thought to himself in his heart. He knew better than anyone that his immortal power could only last three or five arrows.

Just when Ji Wutong was crumbling and about to fall to the ground, suddenly this stone monkey ditch seemed to be a star falling.

Stones, trees, flowers, and weeds are attached to the stars, and the light of the stars is pouring from the stone monkey ditch, all falling on Ji Wutong's body.

This was the last bit of strength of the mountain spirits, and they poured all the remaining essence qi into the starlight into Ji Wutong's body.

At this moment, a red sun rose in Ji Wutong's state of mind, illuminating the gradually dimming lake surface and illuminating the four gods that had no light.

"Tread the wind!"

"Smoke and Rain!"

Ji Wutong roared angrily in his mouth as he realized the mental method he had just realized, such a simple and pure essence made the immortal power in Ji Wutong's body suddenly skyrocket.

The eight Six Dan Demon Beasts wanted to consume Ji Wutong like this, but they didn't expect Ji Wutong to be more violent at this moment than just now.

As this little bit of light dissipated, the essence of the mountain spirits was wiped out by Ji Wutong, and finally Ji Wutong fell to the ground, and at the same time there were eight demon beasts that fell to the ground.

The Mountain Spirit Clan and Ji Wutong are now doing their best, but there is still a Jiudan Black Bear Spirit.

The corners of Ji Wutong's mouth kept spilling blood, and there was blood from his own wounds on his body, as well as the blood of demon beasts.

Ji Wutong sniffed, and the smell of blood came to him.

"It's over, it's over!"

The black bear spirit breathed a sigh of relief. He wanted to kill Ji Wutong, bring Ji Wutong's immortal root back to Yunding Mountain, and let those demon beasts in the mountain who had not yet refined the Dan Body eat it.

Only in this way can the demon clan of Yunding Mountain still see a glimmer of hope for a new life.

The words of the black bear spirit and the smell of blood around him made Ji Wutong extremely sober at this time, watching the black bear spirit waving his claws and walking towards him step by step, Ji Wutong's bloody hands disemboweled the corpse of a demon beast.

The mountain spirits in the distance were shocked, and even the black bear spirits who planned to come to understand Ji Wutong were shocked back to the same place.

For thousands of years, on the road of cultivating immortals, the indispensable thing is the blessing of the demon pill. People either refine the demon pill into an elixir, or use immortal power to catalyze the demon pill into nourishing qi.

But the young man in front of him, regardless of his blood-stained hands, stuffed the demon pills that were still warm directly into his mouth and swallowed them.

The monsters are stronger than the human race in that they are more ferocious, but today, this young man is even more brutal than the monsters that are all over the mountains.

In a moment, Ji Wutong's lips were stained with blood, and there were already seven or eight demon pills in his stomach, and the fishy smell made Ji Wutong constantly gag, but the demon pills in his hands were still stuffed into his mouth one by one.

The black bear spirit didn't know what it meant to directly devour the demon pill like this, but when he saw that his own kind was still convulsing, Ji Wutong took out the demon pill and swallowed it in one gulp, and he was shocked, leaving only hatred and anger.

Ji Wutong wiped his mouth, and the last trace of immortal power was not used to fight against the black bear spirit, but kept looking for the demon pill to swallow it while wandering.

After three or five breaths, a burst of heart-rending pain made Ji Wutong fall to the ground, the lake in his mood continued to ripple, and the fairy roots entangled in black gas also kept trembling.

Ji Wutong tried to stand up, but at this time, there were bursts of black and white in front of him, so that he couldn't even distinguish the direction, and what followed was the pain in his head as if it was about to break.

After some struggle, Ji Wutong lay on the ground silently. But the black bear spirit didn't dare to take a step closer.

When Ji Wutong was struggling just now, the power that erupted from his body was so terrifying that the black bear spirit felt that death was so close for the first time.

Flee or fight? Just when the black bear spirit was hesitating, Ji Wutong got up from the ground violently, and shot without the slightest nonsense.

The red light pierced the stars like meteors flying into the sky. The next moment, he went straight to the door of the black bear essence.

With a muffled sound, the black bear spirit lay on the ground, and a pair of thick bear paws did not block the red arrows, which hit the door of the head.

Ji Wutong was stunned in place for a long time, making sure that the black bear spirit was silent again, and his eyes were black.

There was no winner in this battle, and the hour of dawn had finally arrived. In the past, the mountain spirits always rejoiced when they saw the rising sun, and it was a new day, and it was a day of lazily basking in the sun.

But today's Stone Monkey Valley does not have a trace of leisure and joy.

A little girl of thirteen or fourteen years old, wearing a ragged skirt, carried a young man covered in blood to the ditch, and she didn't want to look at it anymore.

Only a corpse remained at the mouth of the ditch, and the former calm was restored.

No one noticed that a well-dressed man had emerged from a small and inconspicuous cave. He staggered away as if he had fled, and even the mace was forgotten in the cave.

Shihougou Village is still as calm as ever, but there is a lot less laughter and chatting and joking, and the mountain spirits sit quietly on the roof enjoying the hard-won sunshine.

I don't know how long I slept, Ji Wutong opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was a ceremonial flower that had changed into a yellow shirt on the side.

"Are you awake? Grandpa said that you have broken through the immortal level, you should sleep for a long time! ”

Lihua blinked her eyes, she had been by Ji Wutong's side for three consecutive days, this was the benefactor who saved Shihougou, and she was no longer a guest.

Ji Wutong nodded and wanted to open his mouth to speak, but he felt that his tongue was no longer his own, and he drank the spring water brought by the ceremonial flower, and then he felt better.

It's just that the smell in my mouth is still there.

"Where's Grandpa Wuxin?"

Ji Wutong let out a sigh of relief, he not only broke through the immortal level, but also leapfrogged the level. At this time, it was already the Immortal Flower Faith Realm, and the highest Hearing Dao Realm of the Immortals was only one realm away.

Dad used to always put a sentence on his lips, saying that when his son went to the Asakusa realm, he would not worry, and he would be able to get a good job.

Now that I've crossed the Asakusa realm, I just don't know where the good errands are.

"Grandpa went to Taniguchi to re-set up."

Pear Blossom smiled very brightly, seeing that Ji Wutong was fine, a big stone in her heart finally landed.

Ji Wutong stood up and moved his muscles and bones, in addition to being a little sore, even the skin injuries on his body were healed, the black gas on the fairy root disappeared, and the fairy root also sprouted green shoots.

This life-fighting battle, although it was nine deaths, also gave Ji Wutong a lot of benefits. Thinking of the demon pill he swallowed, Ji Wutong licked his lips.

Although the taste is not very good, the benefits are too high.