The most numerous disciples in Tianli City were not the disciples of Huanzhen Dao, nor were they disciples of the four major families of Jiang, Wang, Zhao, and Chen, but were casual cultivators. They luckily embarked on the path of cultivation. However, without anyone teaching them, these people either completely cut off their path of soul because of premature elixirs; or because when the talent was inducing the heaven and earth, the area of ​​the catastrophe cloud was too small, the concentration of the Yuan liquid in their bodies was seriously insufficient, and there was no hope of forming elixirs.

The scattered cultivators were extremely miserable. Even the monks who were kicked out of the mountain gate and could only hang out in the lower courtyard were richer than them.

Every time they obtain a little resource, the casual cultivators often take great risks. Even if they lucky enough to obtain some treasures, they often take away their treasures because of lack of vision or large forces.

In order to live, the casual cultivators had to hunt monsters in Zhongtiao Mountain and dig up spiritual medicines together. All of this was accompanied by a large number of deaths. Even many monks died tragically under the minions of the monsters without even enjoying the lifespan of ordinary people.

In short, the days of casual cultivators make those who hear sad, and those who see cry.

Tang Cheng did not cry because the three people who were with him obviously lived a good life. Although the robes on their bodies were a little old, overall, they still seemed to be a protective magic weapon.

They also have a medium-grade magic weapon for attack, and even two have a medium-grade defensive magic weapon to protect themselves. Among casual cultivators, a good defensive magic weapon is often 30% higher than an offensive magic weapon. Being able to prepare a defensive magic weapon is a symbol of identity.

Because of this, Xiaotianlang, who was walking at the front of the team, was full of arrogance, and a turtle-shaped shield armor was held in his hand. If in danger, Xiaotianlang could sacrifice the tortoise shell at any time, turning into six petals to fly in the air to block all attacks. If the tortoise shell is not broken, Xiaotianlang will be as safe as Mount Tai.

The three-foot short spear was tilted on the back, red tassels fluttering, and a cold light flashed on the blue spear tip. A red crane embroidered on the gray robe, with its wings gracefully.

Three feet away from the left side of Xiaotianlang, it is a female monk. She is graceful when walking, but no one dares to underestimate her. The Xue Ling Pei is famous in Tianli City, and there is nothing else. She only has a defensive magic weapon called the Xue Ling Pei. Not only is it the best in defense, but it also drives flying. It is as fast as a stream of light, and the monks can't catch up with it.

With this magic weapon, Xue Lingpei has been in Tianli City for a long time and has never encountered a fatal crisis. Now she is a small asset. She can no longer attract her attention when she is a demon spirit.

The man in the middle was round, and his fat face was always full of smiles. He was holding a long sheathed sword loosely in his left hand. From the outside, there was no way to guess the situation of this knife, but if you can use topaz as the handle, you can see that this knife is of extraordinary quality.

This person is named Zhao Wuji, who is very popular in Tianli City. This time he entered Zhongtiao Mountain to hunt was the team he gathered. Zhao Wuji was short and fat, but behind him was wearing a big red cloak. The scarlet cloak was walking on the ground, making him look extremely stupid. Tang Cheng had empty hands and was in charge of the back.

The three of them are all cultivators in the Yuanye Stage. The reason why Tang Cheng was able to get involved was because of the flying sword assassination technique. The teacher said that Tang Cheng’s flying sword technique was extremely poor.

Four or five people form a team, which is very popular in Tianli City. Most of them are good at defending, one is good at attacking, and the other is good at magic. With each other, their combat power can double. More importantly, after forming a team, their self-protection ability is countless times stronger than that of a single monk.

Teams like Tang Cheng and the other four are rare, but this is not surprising. Four Yuan Liquid Cultivators join forces to protect themselves in the Zhongtiao Mountains. No matter how many teams they encounter, the other party must weigh the weight.

In the past few days, rumors have begun to spread in Tianli City that a big monster entrenched in the depths of the Zhongtiao Mountains sneaked to the edge of the mountain range. Most people laughed it off after hearing this news and didn't take it seriously. After all, it is not a secret that there are powerful demon spirits in the depths of the mountains, but those guys who formed demon pills have always walked around the monks. Once they reveal the slightest wind, monks must flock to them, and even if they are able to make magic skills, they will die in hatred in front of groups of monks.

They had already traveled eighty miles south from Tianli City. This place is different from the foot of the mountain. The ancient trees are towering, and there are thick fallen leaves under their feet. Every step they take will make a creaking sound.

Four people who are already in the Yuanli period can naturally control magic weapons to fly, but in the Zhongtiao Mountains, few people will do such arrogant behavior.

Everyone must retain enough energy to deal with mutations that occur at any time, and those who are careless will pay the price for it. At this moment, a gray shadow pounced on the treetops, and its speed was so fast that it aroused a continuous burst of explosions.

Xiaotianlang, who was the first to take the lead, gently retreated backwards and avoided the opponent's frontal assault. The tortoise shield was raised when his chest was raised, and when the Yuan power was urged, it was a smooth light shield.

The gray shadow changed its shape and hit Xiaotianlang's light shield with a heavy blow. Xiaotianlang's thick and powerful face showed a fussy smile, and then disappeared. He did not choose to fight hard, but instead took advantage of the force to retreat and made the front road.

The gray shadow continued to chase Xiaotianlang without hesitation, but exposed his side in front of Zhao Wuji. At the same time, Xue Lingpei took two steps forward and cut off Huiying's retreat.

The three of them moved casually and surrounded the gray shadow. The beauty of cooperation was indescribable. Tang Cheng responded to changes at any time outside this triangle circle.

"…!" A light sound of indescribable sound came out, and Zhao Wuji's sword light was like a wheel, and it had already slashed on the head of the gray shadow. Zhao Wuji was not tall and fat, and looked very funny, and the smile on his face was even more harmless. However, when the moon-like sword light cut through the sky, it seemed that he could cut through the world.

Even though Tang Cheng was an outsider in his swordsmanship, he had not attracted his mind and admired him without Zhao Wuji's swordsmanship. Such a genius had reached a desperate situation on the way to practice Taoism.

Zhao Wuji accidentally obtained the inheritance of a monk, but because he swallowed the pills too early, the soul was hopeless. With his talent, he might not have no hope of winning the immortality, but everything was initially made the final judgment.

When Zhao Wuji learned the cruel truth, he naturally lost and decadent. However, his only hope now is to advance to Yuandan as soon as possible and see if there are other ways to choose from.

To put it in Zhao Wuji's rough words, it's just to see if God gives him a way out.

The sword light flashed away, and the long sword had quietly returned to the sheath.

"And, it's actually a flying monkey again. When will these bastards die?" Xiao Tianlang was very dissatisfied and only killed one useless monkey with careful layout.

The flying monkey is one of the most annoying monsters in the Zhongtiao Mountains. The reason is that this monkey has a strong desire to retaliate, in groups, and is best at speed.

However, the real reason why the monks vomited blood is that the only thing that is really valuable is the two canine teeth in its mouth, each of which is worth a white yang pill, which is cheap and makes people vomit blood.

Although he was very helpless, no profit could be let go. Zhao Wuji touched his nose, stepped forward and knocked the monkey's canine teeth and put them away, and then quickly left.

The smell of blood will attract a large group of flying apes at any time. Although the four of them are not afraid, once they think about the boss's tightness, they only earn dozens of white Yang pills, which makes people so depressed that they can't raise the slightest momentum.

After continuing to run south for ten miles, Xiaotianlang suddenly stopped, and the tortoise shield cracked open, turning into six spiral shells, flying gracefully.

The other three people suddenly felt a sudden shock and became more vigilant. Those who could make Xiao Tianlang so cautious must be an extraordinary monster. The three of them hurried forward, but saw Xiao Tianlang's forehead sweating like a waterfall, and a ghostly figure was gently stroking the head of a tiger demon.

No matter how hard the tiger struggled, it could not escape the entanglement of the five black ropes. "Hiss, hiss!" A gloomy and cold smell swelled, making the three of them shudder.

The black shadow raised his head, with a pair of lewd peach blossom eyes, covered with green scales, slender fingers, and extremely sharp nails. This is no longer a monster, but a monster.

Although monsters and monsters are only one word different, their strength is far different. After the monsters have passed the heavenly tribulation of sensing the world, they can transform into human forms and form demon pills.

The monster's face was covered with scales, but it was just a pair of armor he produced after he refined his own snake shed. The green armor covered the whole body, and the darkness could drip juice. In addition, the snake monster had empty hands.

The monsters in Middle Earth are not as fierce as the Northern Territory. Even though the demon clan has withdrawn from Middle Earth for ten thousand years, there are always techniques suitable for the demon clan's practice, which makes the monsters in Middle Earth a hundred times more fierce than the Northern Territory.

"roar!"

The snake demon suddenly let go, and the tiger demon lying under his palm suddenly rushed out, a tiger roar pressing down on creatures from all directions, trees collapsed, and dead branches and leaves shot everywhere like sharp arrows, which was similar to the roar of a lion.

Xue Lingpei is a woman who has always turned around and left when she saw that the situation was not good. She rarely fought for life and death, and her heart was like a jade mirror covering the dust. At this moment, she was caught by the roar of the tiger demon and was afraid, and she took a step back.

This retreat caused a crack in the closely connected momentum between the three!
Chapter completed!