Big Devil: Starting from refining flying zombies

Chapter 165
The deep mountains and old forests, the towering ancient trees, and the vines and branches covering the sky completely block the sunlight.

This is the depths of the Wanren Mountains.

The twisted tree roots, like a coiled dragon, protrude several feet above the ground, and sometimes even hang in mid-air, like a rattan net hanging platform.

Rotting leaves covered everything, and it was not clear whether it was a swamp or land.

A piece of dead wood three feet long floated slowly along with the withered yellow leaves.

But he opened his bloody mouth violently, and tore a little macaque-like monster on the bank to pieces.

The humid and sultry earth atmosphere turned into thick fog, permeating the space.

Except for the sudden and half-stop screaming sound of apes, the place is as quiet as death.

A strong man with a bear head and a human body, wearing leather armor and carrying a big gun, crouched between the branches of giant trees, using the wide leaves to cover his figure.

In the brownish-yellow ring eyes like a bear beast, there is a cautiousness and sensitivity that does not match the appearance.

He released his spiritual sense carefully, and after confirming that there was no danger ahead, he gestured behind him.

Immediately, behind the strong man with the bear head, a group of cultivators from the monster clan with bright eyes and full mana revealed their figures from their camouflage.

These demon cultivators are of various heights, short, fat and thin, but most of them have a ferocious animal head, and some of them even have wild animal fur and tail.

"Hey, the human race has innate spirituality. Even if they don't have spiritual roots, they can still accumulate some essence of heaven and earth and store it in their bodies. It's like precious medicine. The older they are, the more intelligent they are, and the better the taste!"

A snake monk squinted his long and narrow eyes, spit out his scarlet forked tongue quickly, and then retracted it. He was sensing the message in the air, and he seemed to smell a human scent floating in the distance.

"On the battlefield of Ningguo, human flesh and blood were everywhere. The brothers even only ate the essence of the heart and brain. I ate so much that I thought I was tired of it."

"I didn't expect that after being transferred to the battlefield of Liang State, I haven't eaten for several months. Hehe, this glutton in my stomach seems to have crawled into my throat. It's so itchy!"

A dolphin cultivator, with a fat head and big ears, has ferocious fangs around his mouth, covered with a layer of blood and dark yellow dirt.

He slapped his big belly vigorously, creating a layer of disgusting and sticky waves of flesh.

As he spoke, sticky saliva dripped down the corner of his mouth.

And this reaction seemed to resonate with the other monster monks, and the corner suddenly became restless, and there was a burst of deep and strange laughter.

"That's enough, don't take it lightly. The strength of the Ten Thousand Devils Nest is more than a step stronger than that of the Black Mountain Sect. Although my monster army will definitely win, it will definitely be a tough battle!"

"Currently, we have entered the Wanren Mountains for dozens of miles, and we are about to cross the dividing line with that group of human races. Let's cheer up!"

"This reconnaissance mission is extremely important. As long as you bring the map back, you will be rewarded and stand out among your respective clans!"

A strong man with a bear head, whose cultivation level is at the late stage of Foundation Establishment, is the captain of this scouting team.

The rest of the cultivators of the monster clan had mana levels ranging from the late stage of Qi training to the middle stage of foundation establishment, and their eyes gleamed with beastliness and cruelty.

For some of them, the aura of magic power around them is still a little frivolous, which is not stable, but because they have swallowed a lot of human flesh and blood a few days ago, and their strength has skyrocketed.

There are dozens of people in this scout team.

And there are more than a hundred teams like them performing scout missions.

Scattered throughout the Wanren Mountains, like a bird entering a forest, disappearing without a trace.

Before departure, these scout teams all had their own planned routes.

Every once in a while, the drawn terrain map will be passed back through the domesticated flying demon pet.

In this way, even if the scout team failed to go back in the end, at least they could point out dangerous areas for the follow-up monster army, so as to avoid them in advance.

The scout team led by the bear-headed burly man was the most powerful among all the teams, and it was considered to be the group that tended to be superior, and the speed of advancement was quite fast.

In less than half a day, he crossed the boundary line of the Wanren Mountains and stepped into the territory of the human race. Apart from encountering a sneak attack by monsters and trapping a few brothers, the journey went smoothly.

The array traps set up by a few human cultivators were also smashed by the bear-headed man with brute force, which greatly encouraged the group of monster cultivators.

But after all, being trapped in the enemy's territory, the spirit is highly concentrated.

Along the way, he needed to carefully conceal his body, which consumed a lot of energy, which could not be solved simply by boosting morale.

Many monster monks, visible to the naked eye, have a lot of sluggish faces.

Suddenly, the snake monk's slender neck bent slightly, and he poked into a muddy ground.

Rummaging among the dead branches and leaves for a while, he unexpectedly pulled out a piece of dirty and torn burlap.

"It's very human, it's left over from the past two days, tsk, there's no magic power, it seems to be left by mortals."

"Some common people of the human race can't bear the exploitation of the nobles of the dynasty, so they will choose to hide in the deep mountains and swamps, relying on reclaiming wasteland and hunting wild animals for a living."

"Based on my experience, there must be a mortal village living near here."

The monk of the snake tribe licked it twice with his tongue, and his tiny eyes shot out a terrifying blood.

"Snake Seven, why don't you take the brothers to eat meat, it's good to replenish your energy, isn't it, leader Xiong, everyone is exhausted!"

The dolphin tribe monk is the most gluttonous one in the scout team. Hearing that there are tribe villages nearby, he can't bear it.

I saw his throat twitch violently twice, urging the other monster monks to hiss at the strong bear-headed man in front of him.

Leader Xiong gave She Qi a hard look. In his opinion, the investigation mission is the most important, and the appetite will only delay things.

But after all, not everyone in the scout team has such advanced cultivation as him, and they consume a lot of mana, so they really need to take a break at the right time.

Therefore, he seemed a little hesitant and didn't stop immediately.

"Boss, I suggest finding that mortal village. Not only will the brothers have a good meal, but they may also learn some windfalls."

Snake Seven suggested.

"Oh? Apart from feeding this fat pig and shutting his stinky mouth, what else can we gain by accident?"

The bear leader shook his head.

"Boss, even mortals have limited abilities, but they have lived in the Wanren Mountains for a long time, and they must be familiar with the surrounding terrain and know where there is danger that cannot be touched."

"It's much better than we wading through the mountains and forests. It can save us a day's hard work."

Snake Seven's words finally convinced Leader Xiong.

A group of monster cultivators full of evil spirits all have mana realms, and it is really easy to trace the traces of a mortal village.

Half an hour later, the bear leader pushed aside the tapestry-like thick leaves of grass in front of him, and he had a glimpse of the scene ahead from a clump of vines.

In the mountain forest, on a flat area reclaimed by fire, there are dozens of pointed huts mainly made of thatched wood.

Outside the hut, smoke was slowly rising from many open-air stoves.

There is a village woman in sackcloth, holding a baby in her arms, adding firewood and fire, and taking care of the food carefully.

Several men dressed as hunters wore animal skin vests and carried wooden bows or short spears. Their skin was dark and rough.

They walked barefoot on the ground, talking in vernacular, discussing the new beasts that appeared in the forest recently.

The living standards of these people are very poor. There are very few elderly people in the village, and they are all helping to do what they can.

However, compared with the civilians outside, these mountain people are more wild and pure.

Several naked children, not knowing what to worry about, giggled and chased each other into the grass, just bumping into the huge belly of the porpoise monk.

Because there are few trees here and the sun shines directly on the earth, the snake looked up to the sky and saw that it happened to be noon.

"Well, let's take a nap after eating and basking in the sun."

(End of this chapter)