Chapter Twenty-Six: Into the Mountains

In the mountain range of the Spirit Desolation Sect, which has countless spirit beasts, in a mountain, a figure is galloping, if you look at it from a distance, this figure is like a peerless sword. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

All the disciples of the Spirit Desolation Sect who saw this figure showed admiration on their faces.

"That's... Is it the slaughter of beasts......"

"This person is extremely powerful, killing hundreds of spirit beasts in half a month......

"It's the same three layers of condensation, if I meet him, I'm afraid I won't be able to resist it......"

In the past half a month, there has been a monk at the peak of the third layer of condensation, and in this mountain, he has killed hundreds of spirit beasts.

You must know that there are countless spirit beasts in this mountain, most of them are in groups, even those formal disciples of the fourth level of condensation want to kill so many spirit beasts here, it is extremely difficult, and it is even more difficult to do all this in half a month.

Therefore, regarding the monk who killed hundreds of spirit beasts in this half month, in the discussion of many monks, he was given the title of beast slaughter.

It is rumored that the beast slaughter is about eighteen or nineteen years old, dressed in a gorgeous brocade robe, with a jade pendant with ancient handwriting hanging around his waist, and his face is quite handsome, and a little more delicate. He wears a crown of purple and gold hair on his head.

Beast Tu is indifferent, never cooperates with people, has always been alone, his figure is far like a sword, giving people a sense of extraordinary.

This beast slaughter is Wang Cheng.

Half a month has passed since the killing of the four-layer brown bear. In the past half month, Wang Cheng has been hunting spirit beasts, and his cultivation foundation has become more and more stable with the continuous extreme battles.

On this day, he headed out for the depths of the mountains.

In the past half a month since Wang Cheng, the spiritual intent in the sword seal of the sword clan has reached the level of perfection, but if you want to reach the level of a spirit, you must go through that heavenly tribulation.

For the Heavenly Tribulation, judging from the memory of the Sword Clan's inheritance, it is almost impossible for Wang Cheng to spend it with his cultivation at the moment.

The Ancient Sword Descendant was disliked by the Heavenly Dao because he reversed the Heavenly Dao in the Ancient Tribulation, allowing a trace of his bloodline to remain.

Therefore, if the cultivation of the sword clan wants to condense the spiritual will, it will be a catastrophe.

If Wang Cheng is a pure sword clan, then he will have at least three spiritual intents in his lifetime, and there will also be adult sword clans to resist when the heavenly tribulation descends.

But at this moment, in this Spirit Desolation Sect, except for the Sword Clan in the Life and Death Realm, there is no other Sword Clan, which makes Wang Cheng want to condense the first spiritual intent, and he must overcome the tribulation by himself.

Right now, the spiritual intent in his sword seal was about to reach the level of a spirit, and he slightly guessed that although the Heavenly Tribulation would come, this was only the first spiritual intent after all, and it was not impossible for him to get through it if he wanted to.

But this is possible, and it takes a risk.

"Within this mountain range...... There should be a three-grade spirit animal. ”

Wang Chengmu pondered, the three-grade spirit beast was equivalent to the existence of the seventh layer of condensation, and if he encountered it, he would not even have the qualifications to escape.

But this three-grade spirit beast is now the possibility for Wang Cheng to survive the first heavenly tribulation.

"With the bones of the three-grade spirit beast, create a closed spirit array, this first heavenly tribulation should be able to survive the ......"

Wang Cheng's expression was contemplative, he naturally knew the strength of the three-grade spirit beast, with his cultivation at the moment, let alone killing, even if he repelled it, it was absolutely impossible.

But everything is not absolute, he needs the bones of a third-grade spirit beast, this beast bone does not have to be obtained from a living third-grade spirit beast, as long as he can find the corpse, he can also arrange a closed spirit array.

If he wanted to find the corpse of a third-grade spirit beast, he needed to go deep into this mountain range, and what he usually killed was a first-grade spirit beast, so he guessed that the deeper the mountain range, the higher the grade of the spirit beast in it.

But equally, as Wang Cheng progresses, the dangers he will face will increase.

Three days passed in a flash, and at this moment, Wang Cheng had already come to a place where a second-grade spirit beast dwelled. This second-grade spirit beast is a group of bats, which is equivalent to the existence of the fifth layer of condensation, and with Wang Cheng's current cultivation, he can only barely escape.

This is a forest surrounded by mountains, and there are many spirit beasts in it, among which second-grade spirit beasts are rare, and most of them are first-grade spirit beasts with four layers of condensation.

Wang Cheng and the others carefully hid in a big tree, his aura was extremely weak, and he had already converged to the extreme.

"If you want to go deeper, this bat nest, you have to go there......" He looked at a cave in front of him, his expression extremely solemn.

The number of these second-grade spirit beast bats is nearly a thousand, and each of them is equivalent to the existence of the fifth layer of condensation, and there is a bat king in it, which is equivalent to the sixth layer of condensation, and it has reached the peak of the second-grade spirit beast, and then it is the third-grade spirit beast!

After thinking about it, Wang Cheng sighed softly, he knew that his current strength wanted to pass through here, and there was no possibility that the sword clan sword seal did not have to reach the level of a spirit at this time, as long as Wang Cheng cultivated to reach the fourth layer of condensation, and then went to the Fang Market of the official disciple to buy the third-grade spirit beast bones, it was also possible, but it would take a long time, at least within a year, these bats attached great importance to their own caves, as long as anything was close, they would be attacked by a group.

Finish.

Moreover, once he reached the fourth layer of condensation, Wang Cheng would leave here, and compared to looking for his mother, it didn't matter if this sword clan's sword seal condensed sword intent.

But condensing this first sword intent, he can let the life sword fuse with himself, and from then on, his blood will contain the blood of the sword clan, and at that time, although his cultivation is still the peak of the third layer of condensation, but in terms of strength, even if it is the fifth layer of condensation, he ...... It is also possible to fight.

After condensing the spiritual intent, the foundation of cultivation will be stable, and it will become much faster, and within this Spirit Desolation Sect, his survivability will also become very strong.

But all this, right now, because of this bat nest, Wang Cheng has to give up this plan, compared to his life, he has already decided to leave here, return to the previous place to continue to hunt first-grade spirit beasts, with the corpses of these first-grade spirit beasts, after selling them to Lingxianglou, it is not impossible to exchange a large number of spirit stones for third-grade spirit beast bones.

After paying attention, Wang Cheng did not hesitate, and after taking a look at the bat cave, he took a deep breath, jumped off the tree, and returned to the way he came.

But not long after he had taken a few steps, a terrible tiger roar echoed throughout the woods.

"It's ...... Three-Rank Spirit Tiger!"

Wang Cheng turned around abruptly and looked in the direction behind the bat's nest, where was it, a burst of terrible tiger roars retracted, and many first-grade spirit beasts fell to the ground in fright, their bodies trembling.

Even in the second-grade bat cave, there were bursts of uneasy roars.

At this moment, Wang Cheng's expression was excited, with the experience brought by his foundation building memory, that tiger roar was definitely a three-grade spirit beast.

...... Moreover, from this tiger roar, Wang Cheng heard the dying weakness, which was ...... A dying three-rank spirit tiger!

At this moment, he did not hesitate to gallop in the direction of the spirit tiger, but when he passed the bat cave, he stopped with a gloomy face.

"These second-grade bats should not dare to come out after being deterred by the third-grade spirit tiger......"

Wang Cheng calmed down, the more moments like this, the more he couldn't be impatient, at this moment he cautiously retreated under the original big tree, and then he glanced around, grabbed a first-grade spirit beast with three layers of condensation, and then was still at the mouth of the bat cave.

He carefully observed the first-grade spirit beast, this spirit beast was knocked unconscious by him, and at the moment at the entrance of the bat cave, it was extremely conspicuous.

It seemed to feel that a spirit beast had invaded his territory, and after a few breaths, a dozen bats flew out of the cave.

Wang Cheng observed very carefully, these bats were several times larger than ordinary bats, and after flying out of the hole, they flew directly towards the unconscious spirit beast, and after a while, the first-grade spirit beast was divided up by more than ten bats.

"Whew!"

The terrible roar of the tiger was still echoing, and these bats hurriedly flew back to the cave after killing the spirit beast.

Looking at this scene, Wang Cheng's expression showed a hint of brilliance.

"Six breath time...... As long as I pass through that cave in the six breaths, it will be ......"

He had been carefully observing the time when those bats came out of the cave just now, because of the influence of the sound of the three-rank spirit beasts, these bats would not immediately appear and kill those who approached the territory. There is a six-breath interval between them.

This six-breath time, as long as Wang Cheng makes good use of it, it will be extremely easy to get to the location of the three-rank spirit tiger, and this is a three-rank spirit tiger that is about to die, and its tiger bones are used to create a closed spirit array, and the effect is much better than that of other third-grade spirit beasts.

After pondering for a moment, Wang Cheng did not hesitate, if he missed this opportunity, he could only wait until his cultivation broke through the fourth layer of condensation qi before it was possible to obtain the third-grade spirit beast bone.

The next moment, he came to the mouth of the bat cave, and although he knew that there was an interval of six breaths, he felt his heart beat faster, as if it was about to jump out of his chest.

Three breaths passed, and at this moment, Wang Cheng had only just crossed half of the bat cave.

This bat cave is extremely wide, if you want to cross it, you must cross a distance of several zhang, and at Wang Cheng's speed, there is a great danger in crossing it in Liuxi.

"Hiss!"

A burst of roars came from the cave, and when it fell on Wang Cheng's ears, his expression changed greatly, and those bats had discovered his arrival, and they were going to come out of the cave and kill him.

"Fight!" Wang Cheng let out a low roar, and at the center of his eyebrows, the sword seal of the sword clan suddenly appeared, and bursts of sword intent aura erupted, making Wang Cheng's figure turn into a sharp sword, and the speed suddenly increased a little.

Finally, when the time of six breaths came, dozens of bats flew out of the cave, their red pupils were like bloody eyes, and they were staring in the direction of Wang Cheng at the moment, chasing after them quickly.

But at this moment, a terrible roar came to the extreme, and the dying three-rank spirit tiger let out a final roar.

As the roar echoed, the dozens of bats suddenly began to panic, and one by one they went on a rampage.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Cheng had already walked out of the bat territory, and at the moment he was sitting under a tree, gasping for breath......

Although the time was not long, Wang Cheng felt as if he had finished his life, and this feeling of nine deaths made him a little pale.

Turning his head, Wang Cheng glanced at the dozens of bats, and silently wrote them down in his heart, and when he cultivated enough in the future, he would definitely come to destroy these bats.