After that mountain king, there were eleven ghosts covered in corpses, men, women and children, and the leader was a pregnant ghost, whose momentum was not much better than Lin Baihu.

Seeing Shanjun appear, Xiao Meow couldn't help but roar in a low voice.

It's just that compared to the huge mountain monarch, its low roar is undoubtedly the light of fireflies and the bright moon.

Seeing this scene, for a while, Yi Chen was ecstatic in his heart.

As early as the first time he saw the scholar in the ruined temple, he realized that it was a ghost.

The big ones are still to come.

Sure enough, the hard work paid off, and he was finally waited for.

It turned out to be a big cat who brought money into the temple.

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This is the king of the mountain, this is the living Buddha.

"Ah, it turned out to be the Black Wind Mountain Monarch, now we're finished." The girl in red instantly broke free from Yi Chen's joy of letting him go, and turned her head into a new despair.

Under the drastic change, although Li Qingyang was in two trembling forces, he still pulled out his long sword to protect his junior sister behind him, which Yi Chen glanced at him more.

Sure enough, whether a person has integrity or not cannot be seen until the moment of crisis.

Yi Chen set his eyes on Shanjun and licked his lips, his gaze blazing, as if he was admiring a peerless treasure.

Even the huge mountain monarch was also frightened by Yi Chen.

"Bullnose, what are you looking at?"

"You killed my ghost?"

"Hand over the spirit beast beside you, and I can be the master and let you go."

The giant tiger in front of him actually refined the horizontal bone in his mouth and spat out words.

It looked at the little meow beside Yi Chen, there was a greedy look in its eyes, it felt a call from the source of the bloodline, swallowed it, maybe it could go further to the source of the bloodline, comparable to the true realm cultivators of human cultivators.

That's why it's willing to take the risk.

Although the aura of the Taoist in front of him is deep and he can't find out its roots, it is the Black Wind Mountain Monarch who is willing to gamble on it.

Others are afraid, I am greedy!

If you can't fight your father, you can only fight hard.

It has been stuck in today's bottleneck for nearly a hundred years, confined to the bloodline, and has not been able to break through, and now it is difficult to sense that there is a high-level bloodline flow of its tiger demon clan, how can you not grasp this opportunity?

It must consider whether this is its only chance in a lifetime.

To revitalize the glory of the Colorful Tiger Clan, it is the duty of the Black Wind Mountain Monarch!

This time, it brought out all of its own wealth.

As soon as he thought about it, the black qi of the Black Wind Mountain Monarch became agitated again, and his power became more and more powerful.

"Bullnose, tell me about your decision!!"

The Black Wind Mountain Monarch roared, and the breath that erupted from its nostrils formed a white mist sword in the cold weather, spewing out more than three meters long.

Yi Chen smiled slightly, but did not respond directly, his eyes showed a look of remembrance.

"Huzi, every time I enter the forest, I think of an 'old man'."

"It knocked over my sugar gourd back then."

"It's a pity I didn't get it out in its entirety."

"So, you go and accompany it."

Suddenly, the sound of Yi Dust raised an octave.

A round of cyan sun shone on the Black Wind Mountain Monarch's two huge eyeballs, and the Gao Dao Man stood in the air, his robe was fierce and dancing, his body was majestic, and strips of plate-like muscles covered his body like armor.

Such a change shocked the three people around them also opened their mouths wide.

Especially the girl in red, Susu, couldn't help crying with joy.

She feels that life is really up and down, so it's not exciting.

Yi Chen didn't think about subduing the huge mountain monarch in front of him, but he quickly vetoed it.

One is that this demon is wild and untamable, and he doesn't know how many people he has harmed, and he has no means to restrain it, so he can't keep it.

The second is that his eldest son is meowing non-stop next to him, urging Yi Chen to kill it, and it wants to eat its flesh and blood to accelerate its growth.

Therefore, the fate of the mountain monarch is doomed.

"Give it to me!"

The huge colorful demon tiger roared, urging its own ghosts to stop Yi Chen, and it turned around and ran away without looking back.

It admits that it had an element of gambling on this trip, but it was clear that it had lost the bet.

"Damn, it's actually a master of the human real human realm, and there is no leakage in his body."

"I'm afraid that the spirit beast that this person brought with him was also specially brought out to arouse my greed."

"Despicable human beings, really vicious minds."

For a while, the Black Wind Mountain Monarch thought of a lot, it had been fighting for hundreds of years, the sea of blood was rising and falling, and he would admit that he had lost the gamble, and he acted extremely decisively.

At the first time, it gave up the ghosts that had accumulated for many years, just to be able to hinder the person behind him.

It, there's still a chance.

The way Black Wind Mountain Jun ran away made Yi Chen laugh angrily.

The eleven ghosts could not disobey the will of the Mountain Monarch, and some of them attacked Yi Chen like moths to a fire, and the other part attacked the three people behind Yi Chen.

However, it was all in vain.

The huge disparity in strength makes the ghosts as disillusioned as soap bubbles in the sun.

After dealing with all the ghosts, Yi Chen's pure yang internal qi was lifted, and he galloped towards the route where the mountain monarch had escaped.

In an instant, it disappeared from everyone's sight, leaving only the beasts roaring in the mountains and forests, and the earth shook.

In less than half a cup of tea, Yi Chen dragged the huge body of a colorful tiger more than five meters long back to the ruined temple.

There was a narrow wound cut by a sharp blade on the mountain's abdomen, and blood flowed from his internal organs.

For hundreds of years, the lord of the mountains and forests in a radius of thousands of miles, the Black Wind Mountain Monarch, has fallen.

A stream of information appeared in Yichen's eyes.

【You have successfully killed Oni 1 and gained 20 Crimson Dots. 】

[You have successfully killed Oni 2 and gained 30 Crimson Dots. 】

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[You have successfully killed 12 Oni and gained 40 Crimson Dots. 】

[You have successfully killed the Black Wind Mountain Monarch and gained 240 Crimson Dots. 】

A total of twelve ghosts, including scholars, contributed a total of 360 Crimson Points to Yi Chen, and with the income of Black Wind Mountain Jun, he actually got 600 Crimson Points on this trip.

This is the crimson dot that Yi Chen earns the most easily, so easy that he feels a little empty in his heart.

"Could it be that the flying fairy bun of the sword fairy can still be transferred?"

Yi Chen took a closer look at his left hand, his face full of incredulity.

On the panel, the crimson dot accumulation accumulated by Yi Chen at this time has reached 1856 points.

The crimson dot gap from the tenth layer of the Pure Yang True Gong was already halfway completed.

Seeing Yi Chen's return, Xiao Meow rubbed Yi Chen's face excitedly, and then directly drilled into Shanjun's abdomen and began to devour it.

As it gnawed, Little Meow's body began to light up red as if breathing, and its body gradually grew larger, and the red light became more and more intense, and finally formed a blood cocoon, which was entwined with strange purple lines, flashing in the moonlight.

Yi Chen looked at the Black Wind Mountain Monarch who was hollowed out by Xiao Meow and only had a colorful tiger skin and skeleton left, and he was also full of emotion for a while.

"Shanjun, what a good person."

"Burn yourself, shine on others."

"Right, right, to the point, good deeds every day...."

"He will be successful in the future, compiling a travelogue, and he will definitely publish a column of colorful tiger biographies."

(End of chapter)