This monster is somewhat similar to a gorilla. It has dark fur all over, thick and powerful limbs, burly figure, fangs in its mouth, red eyes and red hair, sharp minions, much taller than normal people, and has flexible and agile movements.
This object has extremely strong lethality and is extremely fierce. When it appears, it is for life.
Zhao Yangui was a little too late to dodge and was a little busy just now. This thing suddenly appeared, making people feel a little overwhelmed.
Fortunately, at this time, He Yao and Yuan Jiao ran up and intercepted the remaining monsters.
These monsters seemed to be a little wise, and some were carrying wooden sticks in their hands, sweeping across, whirring, with as many as five or six, even if they came forward, they couldn't stand it.
After being stunned for a while, Zhong Jinliang and Hei Xiaose also showed off their magic weapons, rushed forward, and helped them intercept these monsters.
"Brother Hei, what's this thing? Why is it so fierce?" Zhong Jinliang asked loudly while waving the immortal-killing sword in his hand.
"This is a mandrill, a kind of monster derived from deep mountains and old forests. Some Taoist practices are good, so everyone is careful." After all, Hei Xiaose has been in the world for a long time, so he naturally knows more than Zhong Jinliang. While shouting, he met a ferocious mandrill.
The mandrill is a ghost in the mountains in Chinese mythology. It comes from the "Shan Hai Jing, the Sea Sutra" mentioned in "The Sutra of the Sea": "There is a giant in the south, with long faces and long arms, black bodies and hairs. It is reversed, and people laugh and their lips are covered, so they escape..."
This thing is a kind of monster in the mountains. It has a long body and a black body and is extremely powerful. According to legend, it can run faster than a leopard and tear apart a tiger and leopard with bare hands. It is a king in the mountains with a very long lifespan. Some can live to hundreds of years old and are regarded as monsters.
This object is recorded in Mr. Pu Songling's "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio" and Mr. Ji Xiaolan's "Notes on Yuewei Caotang".
But few people have seen this kind of thing.
Since there is some record, it is definitely not groundless. Hei Xiaose and the others encountered such a band of monts.
The mountain creek was fierce, extremely powerful, and had a certain IQ. At this moment, it rushed towards several people, holding guys in their hands, some holding stones, and some holding wooden sticks as thick as thighs. It felt like it was uprooting a small tree directly and waving it casually.
As soon as Hei Xiaose came up, he met the fierce mandrill. The Qinghong sword in his hand collided with the wooden stick in his hand. The sharp Qinghong sword immediately cut the wooden stick in his hand into two pieces.
But the mandrill was not panicked, and threw away the wooden stick in his hand and rushed towards the black little tiger.
That speed is as fast as it is shocking.
Before Hei Xiaose could react, he was pushed to the ground by the mandrill. The mandrill opened his bloody mouth and bit towards Hei Xiaose's neck.
The big mouth of this thing can almost swallow the entire black little head. When he opened his mouth, the fishy smell made the black little girl almost vomit.
At this moment, Zhong Jinliang arrived in time, lifted the immortal sword in his hand and chopped it upwards towards the mandrill's head.
The mandrill's head was cut open by Zhong Jinliang's sword, and a stream of warm blood flowed on the black little face.
Hei Xiaose finally reacted and slapped the mandrill in the chest with a palm, shaking it away.
Zhong Jinliang's immortal-killing sword was so sharp that it slashed on the mandrill's head, but it didn't kill it, but there was a deep scar on his head, and blood was gushing out.
But this further aroused the fierceness of the mandrill. He immediately got up from the ground and continued to pounce on Hei Xiaose.
Hei Xiaose was holding the Qinghong Sword and had to continue fighting with him.
There were five mountain mandrills in total, and they were targeting Zhong Jinliang and the others.
No one knows why this mandrill suddenly appeared in this place. Hei Xiaose vaguely remembers that monsters like the mandrill do not seem to be interested in people and do not choose people to eat.
Why do these mandrills attack them as soon as they come up? And they still look like they are dying.
It’s okay for Hei Xiaose and the others to deal with the mandrill, after all, their cultivation base is there, but the young couple is obviously a little weaker.
They didn't have a long time to go out and wander around the world. When they saw such a terrifying and hideous mandrill, they couldn't help but feel scared. They were forced to retreat by the two mandrills.
The mandrill that Hei Xiaose dealt with was seriously injured by Zhong Jinliang's sword. It seemed that he had blinded his eyes. The blood flowed like he didn't want money, but this thing was still fierce and continued to rush towards Hei Xiaose without fear of death. Hei Xiaose had no doubts. If this slap fell on his head, it would be able to knock his head away.
Seeing that the little couple had a vague tendency to resist, Hei Xiaose didn't want to continue fighting with these mountain mantles. He immediately shook his hands, and two red mist floated out of his palms, rushing towards the mountain mantle that was pounced on him. The mountain mantle didn't know how powerful these red insects were. He didn't care at all and continued to pounce towards Hei Xiaose. But when these red ones were wrapped around him, he realized the danger of this thing.
The red insects wrapped the mandrill tightly like maggots on their tars and drilled into its body. The mandrill let out a shrill howl, and his body fell to the ground, rolling constantly.
Zhong Jinliang finally breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Yuan Jiao, who was forced to the dead corner by a mandrill. He immediately flashed over and helped Yuan Jiao hold the mandrill.
The most vicious person here was Zhao Yangui. Seeing that the mandrilled skin and thick flesh, he punched more than a dozen flying knives at the mandrill, but he didn't kill the thing. Then he touched his waist with both hands and pulled out two short knives from his body. He turned around the mandrill, and the two swords kept waving on the mandrill. Although the mandrill was very fast, Zhao Yangui's figure was also very flexible at this time. The two swords were even faster and faster. Soon, countless wounds were left on the mandrill. The mandrill immediately became a blood gourd, bleeding everywhere, but he still waved his arms and rushed towards Zhao Yangui.
Chapter completed!