The Longbo Mountains are a wider world than the Moqu Mountains, stretching for nearly ten thousand miles and bordering several countries.
The monster beasts living in the mountains are as numerous as the stars, and their reproductive ability is extremely powerful and will last forever.
Ling Xiao left Donghuang City, and the light disappeared directly into the mountains and forests.
As soon as he entered the forest, he stopped hiding and walked towards the direction where the sun was setting.
Because of the battle between Beiliang and Izumo, the monsters in the Longbo Mountains were dying and running away. If Ling Xiao searched nearby, he would easily run into the soldiers and horses of the two countries.
Therefore, he planned to go to the Lingchan Kingdom to the west and kill demons in the Longbo Mountains there.
With Ling Xiao's current foot power, he could travel thousands of miles in a day. In less than three days, he arrived at the border of Lingchan.
The clouds of war hanging over our heads dispersed.
The mountains are thriving.
After walking several hundred miles further, Ling Xiao found a mountain stream to stay.
The coolness of the stream enters the spleen, gurgling past the rocky beach, playing a tinkling-ding-dong-dong music.
Ling Xiao took a refreshing bath, then sat on a large bluestone and stretched.
I haven't felt so relaxed in a long time.
"Are there any monsters nearby? Those of the first level and above, preferably the second level..."
he muttered.
Although the quality of the blood soul was not required for the upgrade of the magic sword, Ling Xiao followed the principle of the stronger the better and decided to only hunt monster beasts of the first level and above.
[Isn’t this nonsense? 】
【Of course! 】
【I'm afraid you can't handle it! 】
Ling Xiao smiled slightly.
This is what I’ve been waiting for!
Crash.
He stepped into the water, his eyes flashed like mercury, and the aura on his body suddenly became fierce!
"let's start!"
Ling Xiao muttered lazily to himself, followed the instructions of the trees, and quickly disappeared into the dense forest.
…
Heaven and earth are blazing white!
A giant blade flashing with lightning struck down from high in the sky unstoppably!
In the forest, a giant beast that resembled an ox and a tiger, with its body covered with iron bumps, roared upwards, and shot out beams of light from its mouth, hitting the giant thunder and lightning blade.
The terrifying power overflowed, causing the vegetation to stagger and the earth to rumble and tremble.
When the sand and rocks were flying, the giant beast jumped up high, and the two horns on its head slammed into the giant thunder and lightning blade.
Boom!
The giant blade shattered and the swift snake was driven away.
The giant beast fell down, the top of its head was covered in blood and flesh, and it roared furiously.
If anyone saw this scene, they would be shocked.
This iron-horned bull is a genuine second-level monster. It can be called the absolute king of the nearby mountains and forests, and its strength is extremely powerful.
Who is challenging its majesty as king?
it's me!
As soon as Ling Xiaofu appeared from behind the tree, the iron-horned bull shot out dense balls of light and hit him hard.
Ling Xiaoyi was fearless and waved his fist towards the ball of light.
Bang bang bang...
The iron fist struck the iron ball, with a loud sound of gold and iron erupting. Ling Xiao's body shook violently, the tiger's mouth instantly burst open, and blood gurgled out.
The power of the iron-horned bull is still higher than that of Ling Xiao!
But Ling Xiao didn't look depressed at all. Instead, he looked up to the sky and smiled, stepped into the void, and suddenly disappeared.
The next second.
He bullied the iron-horned bull's left side and drew a perfect arc with his jade embroidered knife, cutting straight into the latter's forehead.
The iron-horned bull struck and blocked the blade.
A flash of ferocious color flashed in its eyes, and it opened its mouth and spit out a ball of iron.
At such a close distance, if Ling Xiao was hit, he would be seriously injured even if he didn't die.
Ling Xiao sneered, but he didn't see any movement, and his figure disappeared again.
At the same time, a peach wood sword bloomed with spiritual light in mid-air, lighting up three or two talismans.
Magma swamp, flowing water cover, green spirit lock talisman!
The three spells came out at the same time, imprisoning the iron-horned bull that was caught off guard.
The iron-horned bull was startled, and before he could react, there was a faint wind blowing around him.
The wind turned into hundreds of exquisite wind blades, and they quickly slashed around the iron-horned bull at a speed that was difficult to discern with spiritual consciousness!
"Roar!"
The iron-horned bull roared in pain.
That light wind blade seemed to be full of fatal danger, treating its armor as if it were nothing, ruthlessly cutting out one wound after another!
After finally breaking free from the shackles of the triple spell, the iron-horned bull was already covered in blood.
Sudden!
In the sky above its head, an evil sword appeared mysteriously.
The strong evil wind swept in all directions, like the evil spirit that had been brewing since ancient times suddenly appeared in the world.
The iron-horned bull's eyes showed deep fear, and he turned around to run away.
However, the demonic sword arrived first, and the demonic wind, wrapped in the thick smell of blood, struck down on the iron-horned bull.
In an instant, submerged!
Ling Xiao looked solemn, sitting cross-legged in mid-air, mana crazily injected into the magic knife to help it devour the blood, essence and soul of the iron-horned bull.
Two minutes later.
The evil wind dissipated.
Ling Xiao touched his fingertip, and the magic sword made bursts of magic sounds and flew back.
"The metallic essence and blood is finally in my pocket."
"Now, there are only 54 souls left."
Ling Xiao wiped the sweat on his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.
The essence and blood of the five elements he took were all the essence and blood of second-level monsters.
Finally everything is ready.
Only the last soul left is insignificant.
The number of monsters in the Longbo Mountains is denser than Ling Xiao imagined.
In just half a month, he has killed more than two hundred monsters, all of which were first-level advanced or above, including 13 second-level monsters!
Not only did he harvest essence, blood, and souls, Ling Xiao also collected a large amount of spiritual herbs and monster materials.
More importantly, after fighting the 13 second-level monsters head-on, Ling Xiao was pleasantly surprised to find that his cultivation level had improved a little.
Since coming to the front line, he has been troubled by various things, and his cultivation has not improved for a long time.
"This vacation is really full of unexpected surprises."
Ling Xiao smiled slightly, and after briefly tidying up the scene, he embarked on his demon hunting journey again.
Three days later.
Ling Xiao returned to the original stream, dug a cave on the edge of the cliff with the magic knife, and stepped into it.
The blood essence and soul are all ready to upgrade the magic sword.
After upgrading, use it as a sacrifice to refine the clone as soon as possible!
Ling Xiao made a plan and immediately set up a concealment circle at the entrance of the cave.
He bought this concealment circle with 5,000 spirit stones. The coverage area is not large, but the performance is very strong. It can block the leakage of breath, and it is also difficult for other monks to break into it.
When going out, it is best to be cautious in everything you do.
With everything ready, Ling Xiao held the third-level spirit stone in his hand, adjusted his state to the peak, and then summoned the magic knife.
The magic formula is twisted.
In the dark cave, a black light lit up, making it darker.
Ling Xiao recited a string of difficult and obscure spells, and a mysterious and evil aura rippled out from the magic sword, filling the entire cave.
Immediately afterwards, the evil wind howled, making a strange and long sound in the cave, as if thousands of ghosts were cheering at the same time!
Ling Xiao had a solemn look on his face as he typed out spells one after another.
Blood seeped out from the blade and dripped onto the ground. Under Ling Xiao's spell, it continued to swim, gradually forming a strange pattern of blood lines.
For example, the absurd sacrificial rituals of ancient savages.
The upgrade of the magic sword has begun.
