The waning moon hung high, covered with a layer of blood, making it look eerie.
Chen Zong leaned against a huge boulder. Half of the boulder was shattered by an inexplicable force, leaving the other half intact.
The roars of countless monster beasts spread from a distance, making it appear empty and full of danger.
This place is already deep in the Western Wilderness, and there are a large number of fifth-level monsters inhabiting it, especially the fifth-level high-grade monsters, which are very active, and there are also fifth-level overlord monsters.
I really want to lie down here, not thinking about anything, not caring about anything, just lying there quietly, looking at the sky with sparse stars in a daze, letting my thoughts be empty and drifting away as much as I want.
But no, this is the depths of the Western Wilderness, and danger may occur at any time. Furthermore, there are many warriors chasing him, and any warrior who dares to pursue and kill him deep in the Western Wilderness is not easy to deal with.
Every minute and every second is precious, you must seize it and do everything possible to improve yourself.
Practice the thunder sword power.
The cultivation level has reached the peak of the seventh level of Jinjin Realm, and further up, it is the eighth level of Jinjin Realm. However, the leap between these levels is not that easy.
After practicing for a period of time and further consolidating his cultivation, Chen Zong got up to practice the body-building exercise.
The physical training is very close to the final breakthrough, but it is also the biggest shackle. Chen Zong doesn't know when he will be able to truly break through and become a Hunyuan body, breaking the boundaries of the human body and reaching a whole new level.
Breaking the limit of physical fitness will undoubtedly strengthen the overall situation and greatly improve the survivability. This will be of great help in entering the Hundred Beasts Mountain Range.
Under the practice of physical training, the breath of the Hunyuan Orb is injected into the body at an accelerated rate, permeating every limb, body, and every part of the body. There is a warm feeling, and the body is full of vitality.
After practicing physical training, the next step is to practice swordsmanship.
One sword technique after another was sorted out by Chen Zong.
Originally, after reaching the strength training realm, swordsmanship at the Qi and Blood realm would no longer be practiced or performed, but the previous battle with Wu Mo made Chen Zong realize that even ordinary swordsmanship,
It still has its own uniqueness, and there is still potential that can be tapped.
The sword never comes back!
That's not a specific move, but more of a... sword theory!
The theory of swords, the theory of swordsmanship, and even the theory of sword... Tao...
Some are too far away, but efforts are being made in this direction.
"The swordsmanship I have mastered is still too little."
After some reflection, Chen Zong couldn't help but sigh.
Compared with other martial arts practitioners in the training realm, Chen Zong has mastered a lot of martial arts. But relative to all things, it is not enough for him. It is far from enough. He still needs to learn more swordsmanship and accumulate more knowledge.
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In the middle of the night, he was attacked by several fifth-level high-grade monsters, but they all became dead souls under Chen Zong's sword.
When it got slightly brighter, Chen Zong tidied up a little and set off again.
His strong strength makes him unafraid of being blocked by monsters. The monsters are often killed by arrows before they even get close.
As for the pursuers behind them, they have either given up, died under the claws of monsters, or been killed by other warriors. There are very few people who can continue to pursue them, and they are far away from Chen Zong.
Half a day later, Chen Zong saw a different scenery. It was a sparse forest. Even though it was sparse, every tree was very tall. The thick trunks required at least three or four adults to reach out and hug them.
The leaves are withered yellow and look like they have been blown by the autumn wind, making them a bit desolate.
"Finally arrived." Chen Zong said secretly, looking at the woods hundreds of meters away, feeling familiar yet unfamiliar.
Familiar because this forest is the first stop into the Hundred Beasts Mountains recorded on Jianglong Zhenren's map; unfamiliar because this is Chen Zong's first time here.
After many pursuits, I finally arrived at my destination. From here on, I can get rid of the pursuit better. Speaking of which, once I enter the Hundred Beasts Mountain Range, unless I am a strong person in the True Martial Realm, it will be very difficult for a martial artist who practices the Jin Realm.
Danger, in fact, even the strongest in the True Martial Realm may not be willing to enter the Hundred Beasts Mountain Range.
Throughout the ages, the Hundred Beasts Mountain Range has been a paradise for monsters and a hell for humans.
How many martial arts masters who have reached the late stage of the True Martial Realm have broken into the Hundred Beasts Mountain Range, only to die there in the end, just like Master Jiang Long.
Hearing the news is frightening and makes people’s expressions change.
Now, when Chen Zong wants to step into it, it is impossible to say that he is not nervous.
With my current cultivation level at the peak of the seventh level of Jinjin Realm, with my strength enough to kill most of the ninth level Jinjin Realm warriors, and with my ability to clearly remember the map left by Master Jianglong, I cannot guarantee that I will
Survive in the Beast Mountain Range.
The root of everything lies in strength.
Taking a deep breath to calm down, he stepped forward and quickly headed towards the woods in front of him. When he was about to enter the first stop, a figure appeared from behind a thick tree.
It was quick and natural, as if he had been standing there a long time ago, facing Chen Zong.
This is a young man wearing a red military robe. His eyebrows are very weird, red and black. Under his calm eyes, there is amazing violence, like a volcano. Standing there, the air around him seems to become more intense.
Other places are hotter.
The first time he saw the man in the red military robe, Chen Zong felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart and kept warning himself.
When the other person's eyes fall on you.
Danger!
Danger!
Danger!
The strong sense of crisis made Chen Zong's whole body tense unconsciously.
"Throughout the ages, anyone who wants to enter the Hundred Beasts Mountain Range will use this place as their starting point, and you are no exception." The young man in red martial arts robes spoke unhurriedly, as if he was talking to Chen Zong, but also as if he was talking to himself: "Originally
I thought that you, who is known as being comparable to the three geniuses, would be beyond my expectations, but now I see, it’s nothing more than that.”
"Remember these three words of fire, because he will send you to hell." The plain words of the young man in red martial arts robes contained terrifying murderous intent.
Fire exercise!
Three words made Chen Zong's pupils shrink.
The Bawu League has three generals, dragon, tiger and eagle, who are said to be invincible in the training realm. The dragon general among them is even more frighteningly tyrannical. Under the three generals, there are five exercises, each of which has reached the peak of the ninth rank in the training realm.
And the strength is far better than most people who are at the peak of the ninth level of Jinjin Realm. However, it is not intuitive enough to see how strong it is without seeing it with one's own eyes.
Now, every word and action of Huo Xing brings invisible oppression to himself, making him aware of the power of the Bawu Alliance.
But this is the last stop before entering the Hundred Beast Mountain Range, and you must cross it.
Taking a deep breath, Chen Zong stepped forward and approached, drew his bow and loaded the arrow. With a trace of cruel aura, he locked onto the fire drill from a distance.
About one hundred and fifty meters apart, they stood still, like a tall pine tree, standing still and motionless.
The fire warrior narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold light called danger flashed in his eyes.
With a sharp tearing sound, the arrow left the string and shot through the air. It was so fast that it passed one hundred and fifty meters in just the blink of an eye, reaching its strongest power and shooting towards the fire.
The fire warrior's pupils contracted, but his body remained motionless, like an ancient tree taking root on the ground. Immediately, he stretched out his hand, like fishing for the moon from the bottom of the sea, to catch the arrow that shot at high speed.
The arrow was only an inch away from the Archer's eyes, but it was unable to move forward. It was held by a white and slender hand, and the tail of the arrow trembled slightly.
It's terrible to block the arrows in this way.
Taking a deep breath, Chen Zong took out the arrow again.
Four rings of broken steel!
Four consecutive arrows shot out of the air, in a straight line, tearing the sky apart, immediately giving the archer a strong sense of crisis, enough to threaten his life.
Five rings penetrate the clouds!
After the fourth ring, Chen Zong took out an arrow and shot it again. To be safe, he shot the arrow with arrows.
There was only the last arrow left in the quiver, which was taken by Chen Zong, he opened the bow and loaded the arrow, and the Thunder Sword rushed forward.
Lightning lightning killing arrow!
The last arrow was like a bolt of lightning, extremely bright and dazzling, unparalleled in its power.
"break!"
With a loud shout, blazing fire surged, and the Fire Exorcist shot out his palms. His whole body was red, as if covered with flames. The surrounding air became scorched, and the temperature rose sharply.
One palm after another was struck, hitting the incoming arrows one after another, causing them to shatter into pieces.
Nine consecutive arrows were shattered by the Archon, and the last arrow was shot with unparalleled power. The Archon's pupils seemed to turn red, and the ends of his black hair were also dyed with a trace of red, and they flew automatically without wind.
rise.
The palm of his right hand seemed to be burning with flames, and the surrounding air was distorted.
"Fire Palm!"
"Fire breaks out in the mountains!"
With a loud shout, he smacked his right hand fiercely, the terrifying flames were blazing, as if it could burn everything to ashes, and the impact contained in it could crush everything.
After the collision, an astonishing burst of energy erupted, red and purple intertwined, as bright as sparks, falling on the ancient wood on one side, burning quickly, and the flames rushed.
A strong wind blew by, blowing away the smoke and energy, and the figure of the fire warrior appeared. He crossed his arms in front of him for protection and slowly lowered them. It seemed that he was not hurt.
But resisting ten arrows in a row, especially the last one, consumes a lot of the fire fighter's internal energy.
"How could he be so strong!" Chen Zong's pupils shrank like needles, and he was extremely shocked inside.
Like Wu Mo, even if his strength is greatly increased when he is demonized, he will never be able to stop his ten arrows from firing, especially the four rings of steel-breaking first, and then the five rings of cloud-piercing, the continuous power, which makes
People are tired of dealing with it, and the final lightning bolt is a decisive move.
Unexpectedly, they were all resisted by the Fire Exorcist, and they were resisted head-on. This shows how tyrannical and terrifying the Fire Exorcist's strength is.
Chen Zong had already taken out the Huijing Pills, otherwise the continuous shooting of arrows, especially the final Lightning Killing Arrow, would have directly consumed half of his internal energy.
Huo Xingxing did not take the initiative to attack because he had also consumed a lot of internal energy. He also took out the Huijing Pills and took them to restore his internal energy. While recovering his internal energy, Huo Xingxing stared at Chen Zong coldly, with a cold light in his eyes.
The killing intent slowly gathered.
He was almost injured by the opponent's arrow.
"Chen Zong, you are indeed worthy of being called a genius." Huo Xingxing spoke, his voice as calm as before. Under the calmness, it seemed to contain the violence of volcanic lava: "I never expected that your archery skills are so amazing.
So outstanding, but now, I am very curious, how can you fight against me now that you have no arrows?"