Chapter 104: Silver-level Heroic Spirit

In the dark cave, Meng Nan slowly stretched out his hand to the fierce black tiger, and tentatively touched the huge head, the latter not only did not resist, but also rubbed his hand a few times with the big head, and the intimate taste was revealed.

This made Meng Nan a little speechless.

Originally, he was ready for a fierce battle, but he didn't expect this to be the result.

Is there still this benefit to having a loud voice?

Or did the bewitching skill used by his soul bless play a role to help him subdue this black tiger?

Meng Nan's mind turned, no matter what, it was always good to avoid a fight.

He smiled, turned and walked towards the outside of the cave, and behind him, the black tiger roared and followed.

The days and nights of the Spirit Void True Realm corresponded to the Luo Tian Great World, and it was late at night outside at this time.

A full moon, more than twice as large as the outside world, hung high in the air, sprinkling ten thousand silver rays, reflecting the earth into a bright one, and the starry sky also added a bit of light to the earth, but made the dark night of this spiritual void realm as bright as day.

In the wilderness and forest, Meng Nan came out of a hidden cave.

He looked around, and in the bright moonlight, this mountain forest seemed extraordinarily quiet.

Where is this?

Meng Nan was worried.

On that day, he was chased by a group of people in Thousand Machines City, and he was completely blind to this Spiritual Void True Realm, so he couldn't figure out where he was at this time.

Meng Nan raised his head, behind him, there were endless mountains, in the dark and oppressive dense forest, I don't know how many crises lurked, I definitely can't go, let's go down the mountain, see if I can meet other warriors, find a hanging city with warriors to live in.

He picked a random direction and was about to walk towards the foot of the mountain.

Suddenly, there was a low beast roar behind him.

Meng Nan turned around and saw the huge black tiger coming out of the cave.

With the brilliance of the stars and moon in the four fields, Meng Nan saw clearly this black tiger who was intimidated by himself without knowing why.

The body is about twice as large as that of an ordinary tiger, and the black fur looks majestic, the tiger's eyes are red, exuding bloodthirsty ferocity, but when he looks at Meng Nan, he can't help but show a trace of surrender and fear.

At this time, the black tiger jumped, the huge body was extremely flexible, and it came to Meng Nan's side with a rise and fall, and it lay down the tall tiger body in front of Meng Nan.

"You...... Do you want me to ride it?" Meng Nan was stunned for a moment and said.

Unexpectedly, the black tiger nodded its huge head and roared in a low voice.

Meng Nan suddenly laughed, this black tiger is a little human, and he can understand his own words.

He didn't hesitate, and dodged and rode on the back of the tiger.

The black tiger stood up, hunched Meng Nan, and ran towards the foot of the mountain, the latter sat on the back of the tiger, and did not feel a little bump, and the speed was extremely fast, and the whirring wind swept in his ears, making Meng Nan's heart full of pride. I saw that the trees around me kept falling backwards, and in the blink of an eye, the black void had reached the foot of the mountain.

Beneath this unknown mountain lies an endless wilderness.

Suddenly, Meng Nan shouted, "Stop!"

The black tiger under him stopped in response.

From the extreme speed to the sudden standstill, there is no sense of rush.

Meng Nan turned his face and looked to the left, where it seemed to be a wasteland.

He frowned, just now, a gust of wind blew, and he seemed to hear the sound of shouting in that direction.

"Go over there!"

Meng Nan pointed to the left, and the black tiger under him had already rushed out in the direction he was pointing.

......

Jiang Lin looked at the dozens of heroic spirits exuding a cold aura in front of him, and his face became ugly.

"Damn, how could so many heroic spirits suddenly appear at the foot of this Black Mountain?" beside him, Zhao Yuan had already scolded in a low voice, "Jiang Lin, what can I do about this?"

What to do?

Jiang Lin took a deep breath, he usually prides himself on acting calmly, but it turns out that when facing a sudden predicament, he will also be nervous.

He looked ahead, there were about thirty or so white heroic spirits, some holding weapons in their hands, some with bare hands, all of them had bloodthirsty red light flashing in their eyes, and all of them exuded silver-level aura.

This means that each of these heroic spirits in front of him has at least a strength comparable to that of a mid-stage martial artist in the Divine Spirit Realm.

The Heroic Spirit is a unique creature in the Spiritual Void Realm, in human form, but it has no autonomous consciousness, as if it was born to only know killing. According to their strength, Heroic Spirits can be divided into three levels: Bronze, Silver, and Gold, and each level can be divided into three levels: Elementary, Intermediate, and Advanced.

The silver-level Heroic Spirit corresponds to the cultivation realm of a martial artist, and its strength is between the Triple Heaven and the Sixth Heaven.

However, this is not the point, the most important thing is that the heroic spirits in the Spiritual Void True Realm, although they do not have autonomous consciousness, they have devilish instincts, and they seem to be born with extremely powerful fighting skills, as if they were born to fight.

In other words, the heroic spirits in the Spiritual Void True Realm all have combat power beyond the level!

Under the same level, ordinary martial artists are not opponents of Heroic Spirits at all.

Jiang Lin and Zhao Yuan's cultivation is both Divine Spirit Realm Eight Heavens, one-on-one, they are not afraid of silver-level heroic spirits, but if they deal with thirty or so at the same time, it is no different from looking for death.

Neither of them could lift the slightest battle intent in their hearts.

"Run!" Jiang Lin said, a wave of unwillingness welling up on his face.

They took advantage of the darkness to come to this barren mountain and wilderness, naturally not to come here to play, the martial artists who are often active in the Spirit Void True Realm know that the dark night in the Spirit Void True Realm is the world of all kinds of spiritual things, heroic spirits, and some beast spirits, will greatly increase their strength at night.

Therefore, ordinary people will stay in the Hanging City at night, and the martial artists who dare to go to the wild at night to experience are either geniuses or madmen.

But Jiang Yuan didn't count either, if it weren't for Zhao Yuan saying that he had accurate news that two three-leaf holy soul grasses had appeared on the Black Mountain, he wouldn't have gone out of the city to venture here.

However, now it seems that the three-leaf holy soul grass should not think about it for the time being, or think about how to solve the current crisis first.

"Hmm. Zhao Yuan nodded.

Although this path is a shortcut to the location of the Three-Leaf Holy Soul Grass, it seems that now that there are so many Heroic Spirits surrounding it, I am afraid that it will not be able to break through.

We can only see if we can take a detour.

The two of them cautiously stepped back, for fear of disturbing the Heroic Spirit in front of them.

However, before they could retreat a few steps, Jiang Lin's hairs suddenly stood up, as if sensing a fatal crisis, his face changed greatly, and Huo Ran turned around.

I saw that behind the two of them, at some point, a group of white heroic spirits also appeared.

"Shhhh

The Heroic Spirit in the rear had already spotted the two of them at this time, and suddenly a scream sounded on the ground, echoing in the silent wilderness.

Jiang Lin and Zhao Yuan's faces changed wildly at the same time, because, one after the other, there were forty or fifty silver-level spirit spirits, who had already surrounded them, and all the heroic spirits were expressionless, their red eyes flashed with bloodthirsty murderous intent, and their bodies were full of coldness.

Jiang Lin's face instantly turned pale.

This is a big problem.