Big Devil: Starting from refining flying zombies

Chapter 166 Hunting Time
Wanren Mountains, near a blood-stained valley.

The human cultivators stood in the running water, the hems of their robes were soaked in blood.

But they didn't care, they were either swallowing the elixir to get back their breath, or wiping the magic weapon, they were very busy and in harmony.

Apparently, an extremely tragic bloody battle had just taken place here, and the ground was full of broken corpses.

But what is very strange is that the average cultivation level of this group of people is not high, and they are in the middle and late stages of Qi training.

However, among these corpses, most of them are monster monks in the late stage of Qi training, and there are even two deer monsters and tiger monsters in the foundation building stage.

At this moment, they are being piled up on the shore like garbage, and they have slowly piled up into a hill.

Afterwards, it was to be used as a certificate for the distribution of military achievements, and also as a kind of cultivation resource, which was recovered by Wanmoku.

"Meng Qi, you boy of the lone star of the evil spirit, your life is really tough, you didn't die this time, so come quickly and clean the battlefield for me if you don't die!"

A strong monk with a beard and a beard, he has cultivated in the late stage of Qi training.

At this moment, he rubbed his greasy chin and called out to a thin and thin young casual cultivator not far away.

"Damn old fritters, you can't beat others, so you come to order me again, and you haven't settled the blame for hurting me..."

The young man called Meng Qi had a handsome face, but there was a gloomy and hostile look in his eyes.

He quickly tied his injured arm and was about to refuse, but when he thought that his cultivation was only at the fifth level of Qi training, he gritted his teeth.

"Okay, here we come!"

Meng Qi responded with a muffled voice, the mana of a cultivator in the Qi training period is very little and very precious, and in addition to the war period, it cannot be wasted at will.

Therefore, he could only wade through the slightly turbulent water, hold a few scattered corpses in his arms, and swim towards the shore with great effort.

The corpses of these monster cultivators are extremely heavy, adding up to at least several thousand catties.

As soon as he tried hard, the wound on Meng Qi's left arm burst open again, and bright red blood oozed out, causing his face to twitch in pain.

"If I had a high-level storage device, I wouldn't have to worry about it!"

After a while, when he finally collected the remaining fragments of the corpse, he was already so tired that he could hardly stand upright.

But when he turned his eyes, Meng Qi saw the upper reaches of the valley here.

There was a red-robed figure sitting cross-legged, fishing leisurely. The bait was extremely extravagant, which was the flesh and blood of a monster from the Foundation Establishment period.

Her Royal Highness the four princesses of the Liang Kingdom, a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment period, and the proud daughter of heaven in the eyes of the casual cultivators.

At this moment, she is like a girl from an ordinary family, sitting beside that person with her legs crossed.

In Xian Xiansu's hand, she was actually holding a fish basket for that person.

Every time a big fish takes the bait, Her Royal Highness will clap her hands happily and let out a burst of laughter like silver bells. Her posture is very elegant and pleasing to the eye.

It seems that this is not a battlefield, but a place to enjoy in the back garden of the palace.

Meng Qifu looked at his drenched and embarrassed appearance again, and his youthful disposition made him feel sore and unbearable.

The gap is too big, obviously that person is not much older than him, but his cultivation is already unfathomable.

Is this the cultivator of the Zongmen? He is a high-ranking person in the Ten Thousand Demons' Cave, and even the princess of the dynasty tries his best to win him over.

Maybe as a cultivator, only when you reach this level can you be regarded as a real strong person.

"What is the origin of that person..."

Meng Qi took a few steps closer, and asked in a low voice to the bearded man who was moving his body.

The bearded man's face changed when he heard the words, and he stopped suddenly in the middle of his movements, almost dodging his waist in fright.

He hurriedly glanced upstream, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he hadn't attracted any attention.

Immediately afterwards, he glared at Meng Qi angrily, and scolded in a low voice: "Little bastard, don't drag me if you want to die, the details of that lord are also something we shabby cultivators can find out!"

Meng Qi's face was ugly, but he didn't refute, only his lips were pursed into a line.

The bearded man snorted, glanced up again, then stroked his beard and smacked his lips.

"I'm a cultivator in the late stage of Foundation Establishment. I heard that even the younger generation in the Ten Thousand Devils Nest have no opponents. Do you think that any monk from the sect can receive such courtesy from Her Royal Highness?"

Meng Qi looked at the middle-aged man in front of him who couldn't control his mouth when he had a chat, and said stubbornly: "Cultivators, fight against the sky, no one is born so strong, and one day, I will definitely be promoted to build base!"

Hearing this, the bearded man was stunned for a moment, then he grinned, pointed at Meng Qi's forehead, and laughed:
"You kid, you are so whimsical. A little finger can crush you into a pulp. The gap between you is hundreds of times bigger than that of ants and giant elephants!"

But after laughing for a while, the bearded young man looked at the stubborn young man who was always expressionless, and the smile on his face slowly faded again.

He felt a little bored, after all, what he really wanted to see was the panicked and depressed expression of the other party, not a dead fish face.

If you are so stubborn, who will you show me? Some things cannot be achieved by being stubborn.

The so-called single-mindedness, persistence to the end, maybe you will crash your head on the boulder blocking the way...

"Cultivate well, boy, if you have cultivated to my age and have not died, you will know how ridiculous your thoughts today are."

"A helpless casual cultivator wants to build a foundation? Hehe, I don't know how much merit my ancestors have to accumulate!"

After the bearded man said this, he didn't pay any attention to the kid in front of him.

Instead, he took out a dark yellow wine gourd, turned his back, and drank it one after another.

Because they rested for a while, and soon they were going to go on the road again, to hunt and kill those damn monster beasts.

Time is very tight, and there are very few opportunities to relax.

Meng Qi turned around and was about to leave, but at this moment, he saw blood stains on the back of his beard, and his expression was startled.

"He was injured, could it be that time..."

Meng Qi suddenly remembered the extremely thrilling scene in the battle just now.

A monster cultivator shot several flying knives at him, and it was the bearded man who pushed him away with force.

Although it caused him to crash into the wreckage of the magic weapon scattered on the battlefield and cut his arm, his life was saved.

The bearded man may not have completely blocked that wave of offensive, after all his combat power is so-so.

Thinking of this, Meng Qi's heart was filled with extremely complicated emotions, and he was at a loss for a while.

……

"Lord Liang Xiao, Your Royal Highness Fourth Princess, we have already encountered three waves of demon scouts, beheading nearly [-] demon cultivators. We have made outstanding achievements in battle. Do you want to continue searching for traces of the demon clan?"

An hour later, I saw that the other cultivators were well cultivated.

A skinny man with bare feet and brown clothes approached respectfully and said slowly.

Liang Zi frowned, looked at Liang Xiao with a smile, and said, "Senior brother Liang, you decide!"

"Shh, a fish has been hooked!"

With a flick of Liang Xiao's wrist, a clever energy came out along the fishing rod.

There was a "crash" on the surface of the water, and a big red-bellied fish weighing a thousand catties broke out of the water and was thrown to the shore.

This fish is extremely vicious.

Even if it was thrown heavily on the rocks near the shore, the scales shining with metallic light collapsed everywhere.

But still opened a huge mouth, twisted like a snake, and swallowed towards Liang Zi.

"Senior brother Liang is so powerful, he caught a monster from the deep water without using any magic power. This little guy is probably the overlord of this stream!"

Liang Zi smiled coquettishly, her fingertips flickered, raised her hand to poke a hole in the hard forehead of the red-bellied fish.

When she withdrew her finger, there was already a demon pill the size of a longan tucked between her fingertips.

And that strange fish, its huge body twitched twice, its eyes turned white, and it had died.

"Based on my temperament, I won't leave until I catch the biggest fish in this stream."

"Killing demons is actually the same as fishing. If you don't kill them all, leaving future troubles and tails, then there is no point."

Liang Xiao put away the fishing rod casually, and slowly turned to look at the skinny man.

This person is a local monk near the Wanren Mountains, and he is quite familiar with the terrain of this place.

Otherwise, even with Liang Xiao's ability, finding the enemy in this huge mountain range is still a matter of face.

"Master Liang Xiao, this is the distribution map of the nearby mountain villages. If the monster race enters the country, with their cannibalistic characteristics, it may be difficult to let go of the mountain people along the way!"

The skinny man presented a silk map with both hands, on which the villages were very sparsely located.

But there is a village not too far away from here.

"Go here to have a look first, send the order down, and set off immediately!"

Liang Xiao ordered.

"Yes!"

Hearing the words, the skinny man immediately regained his energy.

In fact, he didn't want to go back either. After all, following the great god in front of him, this trip into the mountains was really enjoyable.

In the city of absolute danger, in order to protect the elite strength of the sect monks to the greatest extent, most of the people who went into the mountain to block the scouts of the monster clan this time were casual cultivators.

The configuration of its team is about three to five sect monks, with a team of 50 casual monks.

However, in Liang Zi's team, the number of casual cultivators was only half of that of other teams, and their cultivation levels were also mixed.

The Zongmen cultivator is only Liang Xiao.

However, in just one day, everyone has already fought three bloody battles. This kind of efficiency is a bit frightening.

The process of these three battles is almost the same.

Because Liang Xiao was able to strike first every time, with a destructive momentum, he named and instantly killed the foundation builders in the opponent's team.

Then, taking advantage of the moment when the opponent's courage was about to burst and morale collapsed, other casual cultivators rushed forward and killed all the other monster tribes.

The more he came into contact with Liang Xiao, a cultivator of the sect, the more the skinny man could appreciate the strength like a moat.

No monster cultivator could survive a move under Liang Xiao's hands.

Most of the time, if it wasn't for Liang Xiao's disdain to slaughter the demon clan in the Qi training period, other people would not even have the chance to make a move.

Is this kind of power really something that can be possessed in the foundation building period? This is beyond the limit of his cognition.

And in this operation, as long as you kill the demon cultivator, you can earn military exploits.

Among them, depending on the level of cultivation, beheading a foundation-building demon cultivator will earn [-] to [-] battle merits, and beheading a Qi-training demon cultivator will gain [-] to [-] battle merits.

The ratio of war exploits to spiritual stones is one to twenty.

But no one will do this, because the combat function is exchanged for strategic items such as foundation building pills that are crucial to casual repair.

Following Liang Xiao, not to mention that everything is safe, at least there is no risk of being crushed to death by the monster clan in the foundation-building period and crossing the realm.

This point, in the chaotic battlefield, is so precious, and the speed of obtaining military exploits makes these casual cultivators crazy.

Therefore, Liang Xiao gave an order and proceeded to the next target.

None of the casual cultivators showed any complaints, on the contrary, they were full of murderous intent, eager to try, and their morale was terribly high.

Soon, a group of cultivators used their own means to cross mountains and ridges, and approached the village.

Hundreds of feet away, the gust of wind passing over the mountains has already brought a lot of information.

Everyone felt a little bit, and their faces changed slightly.

"Hey, this smell seems to be the smell of burnt meat..."

Meng Qi was at the end of the line, sniffed his nose twice, his eyes widened suddenly, as if thinking of something, he almost retched immediately.

"Bold, really brave!"

Liang Xiao flew in the air with his hands behind his back, a icy coldness flashed in his eyes.

I saw him make a gesture, and immediately the other casual cultivators understood and lengthened the line.

Like a big net, it surrounded the village in the mountains.

If they are dispersed, the power of the cultivator group will also be dispersed.

There is no room left for the Yaozu practitioners to escape, which means that they will definitely suffer a deadly counterattack from the opponent.

This kind of tactic, probably only Liang Xiao's team has absolute confidence in its own strength, dare to do it.

"This opportunity cannot be let go,"

Meng Qi thought of the previous few battles, he didn't have many chances to win the battle.

So this time, he leaned forward with a sullen head, and took dozens of steps.

Only then did he realize that the assigned position in front of him was a cliff with a drop of more than ten feet.

From here, you can directly see the panorama of the small village, and the view is excellent.

But Meng Qi was disappointed.

Because although the cliff is not high, it is estimated that no monster cultivator will choose to break through from this direction.

"Could it be that I can only watch others earn military exploits and clean up the battlefield afterwards? That's all I can do?!"

……

Not to mention those weak casual cultivators who were scattered to block the road, the main force of the team was concentrated in the direction of the village entrance.

As the distance approached, several cultivators with extraordinary spiritual senses appeared.

Already across the jungle, I heard the voices of the two monster clans on duty talking to each other.

"I like to eat muscular and muscular middle-aged men the most. They are more chewy and full of energy, no less than a wild ginseng."

"Look at your ignorance, it really is a boar, how can it eat the chaff? The really delicious ones are obviously immature children!"

"The skin and flesh of these human cubs are tender and smooth, and even the bones are very brittle. They don't need to be roasted, just tear them in half and chew them in two or three bites. It is very good for the growth of cultivation!"

"Hey, the most rare thing is that it doesn't occupy your stomach. This is the experience I summed up on the Ningguo battlefield, so don't spread it!"

"You are too cunning, no wonder I eat more, but I am not as fast as you in cultivation..."

The two monsters were still chattering, but Liang Zi's face was already cold, unable to hold back her killing intent.

I saw her leading the casual cultivators under her, using the escapism technique, approaching like a ghost, her fingertips bursting out into the air.

With two sounds of "Puff!", the throats of the Yaozu on duty were pierced one after another.

Blood gushed out, but they were not mediocre. Even though they were attacked by foundation-building cultivators, they still had a little bit of struggle.

I saw that before they died, they activated the warning restrictions that had been prepared.

"Who is looking for death?!"

Immediately, in the center of the village, after a bear roar, there were three towering pillars of air that belonged exclusively to the foundation establishment stage, rising up with a very powerful aura.

This is a highly equipped monster clan scouting team, and there are actually three foundation-building monster clans.

On the side of the human race cultivators, Liang Xiao stood proudly in the air, and he didn't even bother to answer the monster race in front of him.

I saw him turning into a golden fire rainbow, like a falling star, rushing in violently.

The air wave that was raised was as sharp as a sky knife, tearing the clouds and mist above the village into two halves.

　I went out for a walk today and was hit in the chest by a bat. Did the gears of my destiny as Batman start to turn quietly? . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)