Immortal Path Evergreen

Noisy roars came from all directions. In the jungle two hundred miles away from the Black Mountain, more and more southern wilderness monsters gathered and approached the Black Mountain Spiritual Vein.

In the herd, seven huge monsters kept roaring, intimidating the various types of monsters below, so that they could not devour each other or fight each other.

Monsters have no wisdom. Except for the same group, there are cruel fights among them. A wolf monster will never be equal to a rabbit monster. Rabbit monsters can only become food for wolf monsters. True dragons cannot live with loaches, and lions and tigers will not live with dogs.

If it weren't for the great pressure from human monks, serious conflicts would have already broken out among various types of monsters.

Especially low-level monsters act completely on instinct. Even the fifth-level Iron-backed Ape has a messy army of monsters under its command. Sometimes they will devour each other, and they can't play the advantage of the large number of southern wilderness monsters at all, and are often defeated by monks with fewer numbers.

A flash of lightning flashed across the sky, bringing a ray of light. Zhang Zhixuan looked closely and found that the green dragon roared and crushed a third-level tiger demon to death with one claw. The tiger demon was ferocious and wanted to take the opportunity to kill a second-level bull demon. As a result, it was discovered by the green dragon and killed on the spot to make an example of it.

The green dragon suddenly became angry, and many monsters were frightened and silent. They trembled and lay on the ground, making a roar for mercy.

Now is the plum rain season in the southern wilderness. The rainstorm fell instantly. Two huge flying monsters were flying and floating in the wind and rain, constantly patrolling the surroundings.

Once a monster was left alone and left the group, it would be captured by them and thrown into the army of monsters.

Zhang Zhixuan took a closer look and found seven fourth-level monsters, including two flying monsters, as far as he could see. The speed of the flying monsters exceeded the escape technique of the purple mansion cultivators. Even if Zhang Zhixuan and the other two wanted to escape, it would be very difficult at this moment.

The roars of the monsters came one after another. Even though Zhang Zhixuan was two hundred miles away, he could still hear some of the roars.

Seeing that the monster army had appeared, Zhang Zhixuan immediately rang the Dharma bell on the Black Mountain to notify all the monks guarding the mountain.

The Black Mountain monks came out of their retreat and immediately flew to their respective positions, ready to manipulate the formation flags and rely on the mountain protection formation to defend.

The monsters advanced very quickly. In just half an hour, they were close to half the distance. When the Black Mountain monks were ready, the vanguard of the monster army had already arrived at the foot of the Black Mountain.

Because of the control of the Green Dragon, this group of monsters did not rush to the mountain recklessly, but kept waiting for backup. When they had enough strength, under the command of the Green Dragon, these groups of monsters surrounded the Black Mountain Spiritual Vein.

Although Zhang Zhixuan had not learned the art of seeing the air from a thousand miles away, his eyesight was also amazing after he cultivated the purple air divine light. Standing on the top of the Black Mountain, he could see everything from two or three hundred miles away.

Just under his sight, he found many fourth-level monsters, two of which were already fourth-level upper, and their magical powers were no less than those of late-stage purple mansion cultivators.

If they were encountered in the wild, the Zhang family's three purple mansions would never be the opponent of seven fourth-level monsters.

The green dragon roared angrily, and under the leadership of the seven fourth-level monsters, waves of monsters rushed to the Black Mountain.

The roars of various monsters came one after another, and some strange monsters even sent out sonic attacks, causing the cultivators guarding the sacred mountain to hear harsh and irritating sounds.

As the monsters went up the mountain, Zhang Zhixuan immediately activated the defensive formation, and a thick light curtain rose from the Black Mountain, firmly protecting this huge sacred mountain inside.

The green dragon's body shook, a cloud of mist rose from its claws, and it flew to the foot of the Black Mountain in an instant. It roared loudly, and a stream of white flames spurted out of its big mouth.

The attack of the green dragon was like a command, and tens of thousands of monsters followed suit, releasing their own life spells at the same time.

Thousands of spells hit the defensive shield, including fireballs, ice knives, wind blades, water dragons, and other spells, and occasionally some types of thunder beads.

Even with the protective strength of the Black Mountain's fifth-level mountain protection formation, it was still shaken by this wave of attacks.

At the same time, Han Yan also made a quick move and sacrificed his fourth-level magic weapon, the Black Cloud Peach Blossom Miasma.

This magic weapon was like a scroll, gently expanding, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a red mist with a radius of ten miles.

There was a very strong poison in the red mist. If the detoxification pill could not be taken quickly, even the Purple Mansion cultivator could not stay in the poisonous mist for a long time.

If this magic weapon is used to kill opponents of the same level, it is almost impossible to succeed, after all, Purple Mansion monks are not dead. As long as you can escape the range of the poisonous fog in a short time, there is not much difficulty at all.

However, facing a large number of low-level monks, this magic weapon is a powerful killer. According to Han Yan's method, it is enough to kill the opponent before the low-level monks escape the range of the poisonous fog.

The same is true for low-level monsters. Except for some monsters with special talents that are not afraid of poison, hundreds of monsters are trapped in the poisonous fog in just a moment.

As a large number of monsters inhale wisps of red fog, their limbs soon become sore and they fall to the ground and die from the poison of the black cloud peach blossom miasma.

The monks on the Black Mountain, the Qi training monks all maintain the formation, and the foundation building monks free up their hands to hunt low-level monsters.

Because they had discussed countermeasures in advance, this surprise attack achieved a good effect. In a short attack, almost all the foundation building monks achieved results.

With a sweep of Zhang Zhixuan's consciousness, he found that nine third-level monsters had been killed. As for the first- and second-level cannon fodder, they suffered heavy casualties. About two hundred people were killed or injured in one wave of attacks.

Half of these results are due to Han Yan. Zhang Zhixuan and Qing Chan do not have such large-scale attack weapons in their hands, and their lethality against low-level monsters is far inferior to Han Yan. This time they took action , the two of them together only hunted three third-level monsters.

Qingjiao didn't care about the life and death of the cannon fodder at all, and launched three waves of attacks in succession, releasing tens of thousands of spells. However, facing the fifth-level defensive formation, their attack strength is far from enough. The monster beasts do not have the fifth-level formation-breaking beads in their hands. If they want to break the formation, they need overwhelming power, and at least one of the fifth-level or above must be dispatched. The monster intervened.

Seeing that the defensive formation could not be broken, he could not even see his opponent's face, and the monster beasts under his command were killed and injured one after another. Qingjiao finally stopped being reckless and immediately chose to retreat with the monster beasts under his command.

This is the difficulty of the green dragon. Compared with the fifth-level monsters such as the Iron-backed Cang Yuan, the green dragon is undoubtedly much smarter. Even Patriarch Liang almost lost his life at the hands of the green dragon.

Although decades have passed and it has not advanced to the fifth level, over the years, the Black Mountain monks have recognized that this dragon is far more difficult to deal with than ordinary fifth-level monsters.