Chapter 1,175 Picture of the Hundred Tigers and Beast King

There is a faint sweetness in it, but it's very light. If you don't pay attention, you won't be able to smell it at all.

However, Old Monster Jiang's expression changed.

This thing is poisonous!

His whole body was shining with light, and he had activated his spiritual shield.

Almost at the same time, the ghostly mist began to surge and suddenly became thicker. It was still mist, but it was somewhat similar to the ink sprayed by an octopus in the sea.

It wrapped him up with a cry, and at the same time a powerful demonic force came out.

However, it is different from the aura exuded by ordinary monsters. The monster power is mixed with a strong death aura. As a great immortal cultivator in the late Yuan Ying stage, Old Monster Jiang has a wide range of knowledge. His pupils can't help but shrink. He knows that he has met

The legendary ghost beast.

It turned into a warehouse, but although the old monster's face was full of gloom, he was not frightened. With a flick of his sleeves, a simple fairy sword flew out.

Green light flashes, and the surface is also covered with blue arcs.

"disease!"

Old Monster Jiang pointed his finger forward, and a thick electric arc bounced off the fairy sword. After a roll, it turned into a mini version of the dragon, waving its two sharp claws, and grabbed it towards the surrounding mist.

Point it to both sides and tear it hard.

It stands to reason that thunder-attribute skills have an excellent restraint effect on ghosts, and the power of Old Monster Jiang's purple electric sword is even more extraordinary.

However, the scene before him was different from what he had imagined. The electric dragon pounced and pulled. Although it could not be said that it had no effect, it only tore a small hole about a foot in diameter.

The ghost mist is still closing in, with various faces changing on the surface, and at the same time, shrill ghost roars can be heard.

Hearing this, Monster Jiang's mind actually lost control for a moment. His forehead was covered with beads of sweat. He had made the mistake of underestimating the enemy again. This monster was much more terrifying than he imagined.

Now that he was in crisis, how could he dare to save any energy? He clicked forward a magic formula, but was shocked to find that he could only lift one-third of his spiritual power.

"this……"

Old Monster Jiang was shocked and angry. Although the trauma to his chest and lungs had not recovered, the impact was not as great. Could it be because the surrounding ghost mist was poisonous, thus sluggishing the spiritual power in his body?

Thoughts were swirling in his mind, and then a loud bang reached his ears, and the seemingly calm lake turned out to be a huge wave.

A monster emerged from the waves.

The appearance is ferocious and terrifying, with eight tentacles waving up and down, each one thicker than a yellow barrel, and a huge head. In appearance, this monster is the same as the one Lin Xuan killed, but its size is different.

In other words, what Lin Xuan met was just a separate soul, but the one in front of him was the real body.

At first glance, its huge size is similar to a small mountain.

The huge pressure made Old Monster Jiang's scalp numb. He gritted his teeth, and regardless of the injury on his chest, he opened his mouth and spat out a stream of blood. With a "bang", it exploded into blood mist, and he was struck by the fairy sword like a whale taking water.

absorbed.

Then the electric light dazzled, and the sword rose up in the storm, with a crackling sound, and slashed forward fiercely.

The sticky ghost mist was no small matter, but it was still swept away by the huge power of the fairy sword.

However, Old Monster Jiang not only did not feel relieved, but instead felt an inexplicable feeling of horror. He quickly pinched his hands and reluctantly used the method of shrinking the ground. His figure was blurred and disappeared from the place without a trace.

boom!

A loud noise reached his ears, but one of the monster's tentacles fell down, and the whole ground cracked.

That terrifying power made Old Monster Jiang's face turn as white as paper. He reluctantly raised his head and looked up at the monster that exuded unparalleled momentum.

His pupils shrank, and he felt something was wrong in his heart. He gritted his teeth and said, "You... you are not a ghost beast!"

"Hmph, you little guy still has some eyesight. If you are wiser, don't resist and let me swallow you up. Except for ghosts and ghosts, this place has not seen human immortal cultivators for millions of years, and those guys with such gloomy energy

, no matter how much you eat, I will not be able to advance, but you are different, as long as I swallow your Nascent Soul, I can transform into a human form."

The sound of the octopus laughing wildly reached my ears. In terms of intelligence, this guy was almost different from a human being. His tone was ridiculously loud, and he actually threatened to devour an immortal cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage.

However, Old Monster Jiang ignored his shock and anger and stared at the monster in front of him. The aura exuded by the opponent was different from the spiritual pressure, but it still made him feel an inexplicable horror. Although this monster was extremely arrogant,

But this is not a boastful boast.

"You are neither a monster nor a ghost, but your aura is somewhat similar to both. What exactly are you?"

"I don't want to answer this question for you, or I'll explain it to you later."

The octopus monster's features and eyebrows were clearly that of an ugly human face. There was a trace of sarcasm at the corner of its mouth, and it opened its bloody mouth and sprayed out a black beam of light about ten feet thick.

No...it's not a beam of light, it's not ink, but it doesn't have the slightest fishy smell, but instead exudes a faint sweetness.

The color and taste are quite similar to the ghost mist just now, but the power is not the same. Although Old Monster Jiang is in the late Nascent Soul stage, his expression is very frightening. However, at this moment, there is nowhere to hide and can only

Bite the bullet and push it forward.

…

Let’s talk about the other side.

The Yin Qi soared into the sky, and a huge Bagua pattern could be faintly seen, flickering and flickering. After killing the Chujia Ghost Tree, the Nine-Head Ancestor knew that his identity was exposed, so he simply stopped hiding his whereabouts and led the Fire Dragon King and Qinglian layman to kill him.

past.

However, he ran into the large formation set up by the Luo family.

"What's this?"

Seeing the ghosts and ghosts appearing all around, as well as the eight trigrams of different sizes, the Fire Dragon King was dumbfounded.

No wonder he was wondering, when these two things, which were originally in conflict with each other, could actually live in harmony?

In ancient times, the compound formation method was famous for a while, but now it has long since disappeared in the world of immortality. This set of formations and formation flags was handed down from the ancestors of the Luo family. King Fire Dragon has never heard of it, so it is not surprising at all.

In fact, let alone him, even the Jiutou Ancestor next to him had a face full of doubts, but at this moment, there was no time to think about anything.

The Luo family has set up a formation here. Although they don't know their purpose, it is most likely that they are at a critical stage to obtain the treasure...

Thinking of this, the three of them felt hot in their hearts, and without any need to say hello, they all used their magical powers to break the formation in a short time.

The Fire Dragon King trembled all over, and the light flickered, and he actually showed the prototype of the demon body, turning into a red dragon, more than twenty feet long, opening his bloody mouth, and spitting out dazzling pillars of fire.

Suddenly the entire sky was illuminated red, and those ghosts and ghosts were swept away.

The demonic fire in the late stage of transformation is no small matter, not to mention that this guy's body is a dragon with a fire attribute. Because of his talent, the demonic fire he spews out can burn all things, but not many in the human world can resist it.

layman Qinglian was not idle either, a simple scroll flew out. This was his natal treasure, but it was not made of paper, but made up of bamboo slips.

It is emerald green and exudes a soul-stirring spiritual power.

"disease!"

Qinglian layman raised his right hand and fired out a spell. The book's precious light flashed and slowly opened in mid-air.

However, the strange thing is that there is no text on the scroll, but a picture.

tiger!

Lifelike tigers of all kinds, standing, sitting, pouncing on food, and playing. At first glance, there are hundreds of tigers, large and small. Although their shapes are different, they are all very beautiful without exception. Powerful.

In the secular world, the tiger is known as the king of beasts. Even in the world of immortality, although the demon tiger is not considered a member of the spiritual clan of heaven and earth, it is still famous for its bravery.

To be honest, in principle, there is nothing surprising about the "Picture of the Hundred Tigers and Beast King" by layman Qinglian. It is just a natal magic weapon made from ten thousand-year-old bamboos, and then collected the souls of tiger monsters, refined and sealed using secret methods. Among them, it is similar to the process of making magical weapons.

However, for ordinary treasures, regardless of their quality, it is enough to seal one weapon spirit. Having more is not necessarily beneficial. On the contrary, it will damage the treasure's spirituality and even make its magic power mottled and impure.

But this picture of the Hundred Tiger Beast King is different. Although among the seven sects, Songfeng Academy does not show mountains or dew, it is certainly not trivial to be able to give birth to an old monster like Wangtinglou who has reached the sky and has magical powers.

This treasure was successfully refined by the layman Qinglian according to the secret of the sect, and he went through a lot of hard work. Not many people know how powerful it is, but Wangtinglou also praised it privately.

As the number one expert in Tianyun's Twelve States, the old monster's gaze is ridiculously high. To put it bluntly, there are few treasures in the human world that can catch his eye. From this, it can be seen that the Hundred Tiger Beast King There is definitely something extraordinary about the picture.

As Qinglian layman's mana was injected into it, the green light of this treasure erupted thinly, and was shrouded in a layer of mist. Then the fog spread to all directions, extending to an area of ​​​​mu, and the trembling roar of the tiger continued.

Then the light faded, and the mist began to rotate rapidly, and ferocious monster tigers came into view.

They vary in size, but they exude an extremely terrifying demonic aura and rush towards the surroundings crazily.

The Nine-Head Ancestor also raised his hand. Although he did not take out any treasure, the energy of the world around him began to surge, condensing into huge arcs of light with a diameter of more than ten feet, and struck forward fiercely.

The moves are simple, but the power is staggering. Although the compound formation is strong, it seems to be shaky in the face of the violent attacks of three old monsters in just a short time.

The rumbling explosions kept reaching his ears, and the ancestor of the Luo family looked extremely gloomy, but he did not speak to urge him. Needless to say, the monks who set up the formation also knew that there was no need to delay. At this moment, no one was stingy. Mana.
Chapter completed!