I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 162 The Familiar Demon Cultist

And just when Song Mu said these words, another figure suddenly appeared beside Song Mu.

Xiao Xiong was already standing beside Song Mu at the moment, his eyes were also looking in the direction Song Mu was pointing at, and his brows frowned suddenly.

"There are monsters there? Then why doesn't my monster jade have any sense?"

As Xiao Xiong said so, he was already holding a demon jade in his hand, but at this moment, the demon jade was dim, without any strange performance.

Song Mu didn't care so much at the moment, he just stimulated his thought power again, and the thought power stretched rapidly, and once again detected the existence of that guy at the position where the thought power was at its limit.

A monster general who doesn't know what kind is hiding at the moment, with a long breath, it is extremely difficult to be detected.

But Song Mu was sure that he was a formidable guy.

"Master, I don't think my feeling is wrong, my thoughts have detected the situation there."

Song Mu said it without hesitation. After all, if there is something unclear in the wild, it is better to say it.

Sure enough, Xiao Xiong also nodded, and his face was solemn at the moment. Many people knew that Song Mu had the power of thought, and he also knew the mystery of this power of thought.

Xiao Xiong immediately called a few scholars to come over, looked at the extremely far position again, suddenly thought about it, and looked at Song Mu in surprise.

"Song Mu, with your mental power, can you detect a distance of nearly 200 meters?"

Xiao Xiong was obviously surprised by this, and when he saw Song Mu nodded, the expression on his face was even more surprising. Although he didn't have mind power in him, some things about mind power were clear.

I have also taught several students with mind power, but without exception, those scholars who have been studying in the government for many years, the detection range of mind power is less than 100 meters.

It is not easy to cultivate with the power of thought.

But Song Mu in front of him was able to detect within 200 meters?

However, Xiao Xiong was only surprised for a moment, and then temporarily put aside this emotion, and under Xiao Xiong's arrangement, the few scholars who greeted him had already quietly entered the jungle on both sides.

Fu Zefeng had already started to unfurl his bow and set his arrows at this moment, looking ahead with burning eyes.

"Junior Brother Song, if it's really a demon general, then you should be more careful."

Fu Zefeng reminded from the side that Song Mu had already drawn out his weapon, but Xiao Xiong in front of him didn't know where he went.

Not long after, I suddenly saw a puff of smoke and dust from the place where the monster existed, and then there was a loud shout, and then there were bursts of brilliance flashing.

Song Mu and Fu Zefeng looked at each other, and immediately followed.

Everyone came to that place in a hurry, but at this moment they saw a huge pangolin lying on the ground, and the pangolin had lost its breath at this moment.

On its elongated body, there is a huge stick mark, which is obviously Xiao Xiong's masterpiece.

"Is this really a demon general?"

One person scratched his head and asked in doubt, his eyes also glanced at the dead pangolin in front of him.

This pangolin is already the size of a calf, each scale is the size of a palm, and the edges are extremely sharp.

Moreover, the limbs of this pangolin have extremely sharp claws, and the slender mouth is also covered with fangs.

Once a monster deviates from the appearance of a basic monster, it is already a monster general.

Hearing someone asking, Xiao Xiong, who looked around at the moment, turned back again, looked at the pangolin at the moment, and nodded.

"This is a monster general. This kind of monster is very good at hiding. Its skin is extremely hard, but it can't last long under the blow of a blunt weapon such as a stick."

When Xiao Xiong explained this, the people around him also agreed. Song Mu had already walked in front of that thing, and now he was also checking on this guy's situation.

Suddenly Song Mu frowned, looked up at Xiao Xiong with some doubts, and asked a question.

"Master, why doesn't this monster have a drop of blood?"

When Song Mu asked, Xiao Xiong, who was heaving a sigh of relief, was stunned for a moment, and then he blinked his eyes with some doubts, and then walked over and lowered his head to carefully check the pangolin's condition.

When he saw that there was indeed no blood from the pangolin's mouth, he was obviously stunned for a moment.

Immediately Xiao Xiong took out the dagger in his pocket, and stabbed it hard at the pangolin's waist.

The dagger pierced into it easily, but there was still no blood on the wound, and even the flesh and blood in the wound was still turning white.

Such a scene immediately made Xiao Xiong gasp, and then murmured.

"This should be impossible. When I attacked, it obviously moved."

"That's right, it managed to dodge my arrows nimbly."

A scholar next to him also spoke, and at this moment, there was more surprise on the faces of everyone.

In this way, isn't this monster a bit strange?
Xiao Xiong muttered to himself, but his eyes still swept over the pangolin, and after a while, he suddenly let out a doubt.

"Huh? Why are there two holes in the neck of this monster?"

Hearing what he said, Song Mu quickly lowered his head and looked over, and saw that there were indeed two holes in the hair on the pangolin's neck, and the hair next to it was still stained with blood.

Several people who saw this situation were immediately puzzled, but Xiao Xiong suddenly said.

"Could it be that this monster has been injured by something before?"

Having said that, Xiao Xiong immediately got up and looked around, not forgetting to take out the demon jade again to check carefully.

"Song Mu, check the surrounding area again!"

Xiao Xiong also eagerly said to Song Mu, and Song Mu responded immediately, and immediately released his mind power to the surroundings, and the mind power spread towards the surroundings, quickly covering the mountain forest.

Seeing the actions of the two of them, everyone looked around with a bit of vigilance on their faces. Maybe there is indeed something wrong around here.

At this moment, Song Mu carefully checked the results of the mind scan. The bamboo forest was still so quiet. Song Mu continued to follow the mind to search around, but he didn't find anything.

Xiao Xiong, who also failed to find the result on the other side, also frowned.

Just when the two were about to express their respective conclusions, Song Mu felt something in his heart and suddenly looked up.

Suddenly a black shadow flickered away from the top of the bamboo forest not far away, especially at this time when there was a breeze blowing, and the bamboo forest shook and made a rattling sound, which almost perfectly blocked everything.

Song Mu relied on his mental power to keenly catch the slightest thing that was wrong.

"there!"

Song Mu shouted immediately, and pointed to the top of the bamboo forest in the distance.

Xiao Xiong immediately turned around, seeming to have caught that figure, and immediately shouted.

"Follow up!"

As he said that, Xiao Xiong's figure shot away, and Song Mu also took steps like the others, and quickly followed.

Song Mu quickly used his thoughts to cover the past again, but for some reason, he couldn't talk about the other party's situation.

The crowd chased for a while in the bamboo forest, followed by Xiao Xiong's yell, and then bursts of movement came.

Song Mu and others also arrived, but saw that Xiao Xiong had already fought with that guy.

It was a person wearing a black cloak, and at this moment he raised his hands and made a series of attacks, and the attacks turned out to be black!

"Fallen literati!"

Someone exclaimed, and immediately released the paper. Song Mu also showed surprise. At this moment, Nian Lila suddenly enveloped him, but his face suddenly turned pale.

With a sweep of thought power, the breath of this fallen literati is somewhat familiar.

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(End of this chapter)