boom!
With a loud noise, the demonic beast dozens of feet tall fell down. Its huge body stirred up dust all over the sky, just like a mountain collapsed, and the ground shook slightly.
This situation is very common in the Zhuliu Mountains, because the monsters have different shapes and sizes. When a tall monster dies, it will make a loud noise when its body falls to the ground.
The dust and smoke dissipated, and two figures, one tall and one short, appeared. The tall one was Ziyang, and the short one was naturally Xiaohai.
Since they entered the Zhuliu Mountains, Ziyang and Xiaohai have joined forces every day to train themselves by fighting stronger monsters.
To date, more than ten monster beasts have died in the hands of the two of them, and most of the monster beasts are in the third or fourth growth stage.
Because the realm of monster beasts is different from that of human monks, monster beasts in the third and fourth realms of growth are in the sixth and eighth realms compared to human monks.
After these days of fighting against monsters, the realms of Ziyang, Jia Juesheng, and Xiao Hai have also improved. They have reached the fourth realm and two of the seventh realm respectively.
In order not to be wantonly bullied by the woman in red, Zi Yang fought desperately with the monsters since he stepped into this land, barely even having time to close his eyes.
Because he was afraid that once his heart relaxed, the woman in red would suddenly appear in front of him and force him to do something he didn't want to do again.
Only when he is stronger will he have the strength to resist her, resist her, or even defeat her.
"Okay, let's eat." Jia Juesheng was standing in the distance, holding a pig's trotter in his hand and waving to the two of them.
Ziyang and Xiaohai washed the blood stains on their faces and sat by the fire, enjoying the fat but not greasy food.
"If we had known earlier, we might as well have come here directly. As long as we have the strength to kill monsters here, we will never go hungry." Ziyang said while eating, regretting going to Liangcheng before.
Xiao Hai nodded and added: "Yeah, not only will you not be hungry, but you can also improve your own realm."
"Don't oversimplify things. The three of us are helpless. Hunting monsters here every day is not an option." Jia Juesheng's words undoubtedly poured cold water on the two of them.
This kind of place can make people stronger, and at the same time, they can become prey in the eyes of others and food in the eyes of monsters. No one can sit back and relax here.
Killing people and stealing goods is the most common thing in this mountain range. Treasures, money, weapons, etc., even a piece of animal skin, will be considered.
It might be better if they had the support of the big forces in Liangcheng behind them. At the very least, if they had the backing of a large sect, the disciples of other sects would be more at ease and would not dare to take action.
Therefore, the disciples of the five major forces in Liangcheng can be called the masters of this mountain range. As for the disciples of other sects and the monsters in the mountains, they will be the targets of their hunting.
Zi Yang had the same opinion as him this time. It could be seen from the way the disciples of the Ghost Sect blocked the road that except for the forces in Liang City, other sects were not worth mentioning in their eyes.
Even if they were allowed in, it would be difficult to escape unscathed with the treasure.
"If we don't hunt monsters here, where should we go?" Xiao Hai looked at the two of them with a greasy mouth.
Zi Yang and Jia Juesheng said at the same time: "Look for the spiritual source stone!"
After saying that, Jia Juesheng showed a look of shock. For the first time, his judgments were consistent with Zi Yang's, so he felt a little surprised.
Zi Yang was slightly confused: "I also want to find the Spirit Source Stone, but I'm not strong enough to compete with them. If we fail, no one will save us."
"I can't bet your life and Xiaohai's life, so I stopped moving forward and didn't look around for opportunities."
Jia Juesheng was also well aware of his difficulties. He hesitated for a moment and asked, "I know you are thinking about everyone, so when do you want to leave here?"
Zi Yang looked at the lonely mountains and felt helpless and said: "Just wait a little longer. When I advance to the fifth realm of entry, then we will feel more confident when we go deep into the mountains."
The Zhuliu Mountain Range is connected to the inner and outer areas, and is tens of thousands of miles wide. Most of the powerful monks are in the inner area, while the outer areas have relatively few monks and are safer.
This is also the reason why Ziyang has been reluctant to enter the inner area of the mountain range. There are many opportunities in the inner area, but it also comes with certain dangers. He does not want to risk his life for a little chance.
"Climb! Climb quickly!"
"Climb quickly!"
"Climb quickly! You bitch! Climb quickly!"
At this moment, several sneering voices came from under the cliff.
The three people from Ziyang stepped forward to take a look and found a group of Ghost Sect disciples at the foot of the cliff, clustered around a young man with short yellow hair and dazzling golden clothes.
The young man has an immature appearance and looks to be about ten years old. His realm is not very high. He is only in the fifth realm. The disciples of the ghost sect around him are in similar realms to him. They are all in the fifth realm.
Under the young man's crotch, a young man in black robes with disheveled hair was kneeling on his knees with his hands on the ground. A long rope was tied around his neck, and he was carrying the young man forward. The young man was holding the rope in both hands and sitting on the young man's back. , kicking the young man's chest with his legs, seeming to make him speed up.
The young man's clothes at his knees had long been torn, and his hands were bleeding. Every time he crawled forward a few feet, a long trail of blood was left behind him.
Because of his slow speed, the other disciples of the Ghost Sect would punch and kick him from time to time. The young man was crying and trying to crawl fast, his sobs being covered up by the ridicule.
When Zi Yang saw this scene, he couldn't help but take a step forward. Jia Juesheng immediately reached out to stop him and said, "Don't meddle in other people's business. We can't afford to offend people from the ghost sect."
Zi Yang pointed at the people under the cliff and gritted his teeth and said, "Don't you see what they are doing?!"
Jia Juesheng grabbed his wrist and explained: "So what if I saw it! That young man knew at a glance that he had a distinguished status. His status in the ghost sect would not be lower than that of the man in white holding a folding fan a few days ago. Even above him."
"Once you take action, you can imagine our situation."
Xiaohai looked up at the two of them, with a complicated expression on his face. He wanted to go and save people, but he didn't want to cause trouble. Besides, Ziyang didn't say anything, so he didn't dare to act without authorization.
Zi Yang swung his arm hard and shook off Jia Juesheng's hand. He glared at Jia Juesheng angrily and said sternly: "He needs help!"
Jia Juesheng held the lapel of Ziyang's clothes tightly with both hands and said, "If you save him, you will attract powerful enemies. Don't you know this?! He is just an insignificant person and is not worthy of your rescue." "
"You were an insignificant person back then! Could I stop Feng Lan from saving you?!" Zi Yang didn't resist and let him hold him. However, as soon as he said these words, Jia Juesheng slowly let go of his hand. .
At that time in Wu Zheng Town, if Zi Yang hadn't urged Feng Lan to go to the sea to save people, Jia Juesheng would have been buried in the sea feeding fish and shrimps.
However, the young man under the boy's crotch today is very similar to him back then. They are both people in need of help.
Jia Juesheng took a deep breath and said expressionlessly: "Okay! Go and save people."
Ziyang didn't say anything and jumped off the cliff with Xiaohai.
Jia Juesheng, who was standing on the cliff, looked at Zi Yang who jumped off the cliff, looked up and laughed at himself: "What's wrong with me? I'm actually scared by a small sect."
"Jia Bai, Jia Bai, are you still the passionate young man who was fearless? Does changing your name also change your personality?!"
When the disciple of the Ghost Sect saw someone blocking the road, he walked up to the blond boy and said, "Master, Master, there is someone blocking the road ahead."
The blond boy looked up and ignored Ziyang. He stared at Xiaohai, waved his hands and said happily: "Murloc! Fishman! I want to play with the fishman!"
"Go and catch that fishman for me."
After hearing the order, the disciples of the Ghost Sect rushed towards Xiaohai regardless of their own safety. They also knew that the fishmen were not very effective in fighting on land. Even though they were at a higher level than them, the real power they could exert was limited.
That's why they dared to rush forward.
Of course, Ziyang was ignored again, and this time it was a group of people.
Xiao Hai turned to look at Zi Yang and asked, "Brother Zi Yang, can I hit them?"
He heard the blond boy's words clearly, and they deeply angered him. The last time he was caught by Ghost Three and sent to work in the mine, he had suffered enough grievances.
Now, there are still people who want to arrest him. How can this make him not angry?
Since he was ignored, Zi Yang simply walked aside and said, "Just teach them a lesson. Just leave them alive."
Despite the large number of people in the Ghost Sect, there was no trace of panic in Xiao Hai's eyes, and there was even a trace of a smile on his face.
At the same time that Zi Yang sat down, there was a wailing sound, and the disciples of the Ghost Sect were stacked one by one by Xiao Hai, and the height was about the same as his height.
Zi Yang had no choice but to stand up and walk towards the blond boy, saying calmly: "Let him go and you can leave safely."
The blond boy showed no fear, pointed at Zi Yang, and said in a commanding tone: "Give me your merman, and you can take away the dog under my crotch."
Zi Yang grabbed the young man's clothes and said with fierce eyes, "I'll say it again, let him go!"
There was still no panic in the eyes of the blond boy. He stared at Ziyang, beat the young man in black robe with his small fist, and said: "You injured my men, and now you want to beat me, I will let you suffer the same fate as him." Same!"
Zi Yang waved his hand, and the blond boy was thrown away. As he screamed, the ghost disciple stood up suddenly and successfully caught him in his arms.
The blond boy glared at Ziyang and said: "No one has ever dared to hit me in Liangcheng. If you dare to hit me, you are definitely like this bitch and not a good person!"
"I won't let you go!"
The blond boy was not a fool. He knew that he could not defeat Zi Yang, so he only left a few harsh words, then lay on the back of one of the ghost disciples and was carried away.
Of course, Zi Yang didn't catch up. In his eyes, the blond boy was still a naive child after all, and there was no need to teach him a lesson just for a few indifferent words.
