"Mountain, mountain ghost..."

His pupils contracted violently in an instant, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

The human-shaped black aura floated quietly in the woods. Although there was no face or body, the little monkey clearly felt that it was looking at itself!

The fox in his hand seemed to be dead, shrinking into a ball without a trace of breath.

It seemed like there was something in my ears, and I couldn't hear it clearly. The anxious call of the tribesmen came from a distance.

"Little Monkey..."

"Stop chasing, come back soon!"

call!

He suddenly woke up and heard the steps and shouts of the tribe's people getting closer and closer. His lips trembled uncontrollably and he roared wildly in the direction of them: "Run! Mountain ghost! Mountain ghost!"

Dozens of feet away, the people of the Wangjiazhuang tribe who were rushing to froze suddenly, and a shrill roar came from the depths of the dense forest valley that could not be seen clearly.

Little monkey...

After a moment, Wang Leishan woke up and suddenly turned around and roared at the many tribesmen—

"run!!!"

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"Huh?" Just as the people from Wangjiazhuang were roaring and running away, they were several miles away. Cheng Yuan, who followed the Chengjiazhuang hunting team, suddenly had his ears moving and looked in that direction.

In the dense forests of mountains, countless trees and branches and leaves, and the valley terrain blocked it. Even if the roar of an internal warrior with all his might, it cannot spread far and it will be inaudible.

Dozens of tribe members in Chengjiazhuang, even six internal martial artists including Cheng Yongshi and Cheng Yonglin, did not notice at all.

But Cheng Yuan heard it clearly.

"Mountain Ghost?"

"Was it because other people from Zhuangzi met the mountain ghost?"

Cheng Yuan was shocked.

Provoking the mountain ghost is definitely a nightmare for any village hunting team.

Chengjiazhuang is famous for its bravery and is almost the strongest farmhouse in a radius of hundreds of miles.

However, the last time I met a mountain ghost, even with a sword that killed the underworld, dozens of powerful people from Chengjiazhuang, including seven internal martial artists, died two ordinary people. The internal martial artist Cheng Yongyuan was torn off one arm.

Ordinary Zhuangzi is not as powerful as Chengjiazhuang. There are fewer than five internal martial artists in the hunting team. If you meet a mountain ghost, it is likely to be a death disaster.

Help or not?

Cheng Yuan decided in an instant, and of course he had to help.

After all, for mortal warriors, mountain ghosts are nightmares. But any new celestial being can easily defeat the weakest ghost like mountain ghosts.

Cheng Yuan encountered mountain ghosts with the hunting team, so he naturally knew how terrible the mountain ghosts were.

But after practicing these days, Cheng Yuan deeply felt how powerful he is now. There is basically no problem in defeating or even killing the mountain ghost.

Moreover, after becoming a celestial being, he had never really fought with ghosts, and his hands were itchy.

However, we cannot drag our tribe members into danger because of this.

"Uncle Yongshi, I feel uncomfortable in my stomach, go and solve it." Cheng Yuan patted Cheng Yongshi's shoulder and said with a smile.

"Call Yonghe to go with you." Cheng Yongshi said naturally.

When wild animals appear in the mountains, they usually have tribe members accompanying them to solve the problem of the three urgent issues.

"No, I'm alone..." Cheng Yuan was about to say, but suddenly, his brow frowned.

At the same time, Cheng Yongshi pricked up his ears: "Why, it seems that someone's voice over there?"

The people of Chengjiazhuang clan also heard the movements coming from there: "It seems that someone is shouting there."

"There are quite a lot of people?"

Cheng Yuan did not expect that the people there were accidentally running away, which was aimed at Chengjiazhuang.

"Everyone is ready to be on guard! They seem to be shouting that there is a mountain ghost!" At this time, Cheng Yuan immediately reminded the tribesmen.

"What?!"

"It's a mountain ghost!!"

"The mountain ghost is here!"

In an instant, the faces of the tribesmen of the hunting team changed instantly, and their roars were a little shrill. They immediately formed a circle, back to back, holding the weapons in their hands tightly.

They have not met a mountain ghost for a long time, but this time they will have a nightmare!

"Which bastard from which farmer is it? He actually got into a mountain ghost!" Cheng Yongshi cursed, his whole body tense, his neck veins swelled up, and he instantly pulled out the sword of the Mingshou from behind.

bass!

The sword is as blue as ink, and the three-foot-three-inch sword is unsheathed, and the cold light flows, with many mysterious satin patterns on it, vaguely exuding a mysterious aura.

The Nether Knife was unsheathed, and it immediately gave the tribesmen valuable confidence.

The hunting team had no idea of ​​escaping from the beginning.

Mountain ghosts are like hidden in shaded forests, and do not easily appear in ordinary mountains and forests during the day.

But once you are alarmed and taste the blood, you will be extremely violent and extremely strange.

Mountain ghosts in this state are extremely fast in the mountains and forests and appear strangely. Once the crowd is scattered, they will be hunted by everyone if they cannot escape from the mountains and forests.

The best way is to form a group of people to fight to the death to resist the consumption. When the mountain ghost Yinming Qi is consumed too much, they will instinctively leave.

"Here you come!"

Cheng Yuan drew out the dark knife, stood side by side with Cheng Yongshi in front of everyone, and spoke calmly.

"Run!"

"Thunder Rock!"

There were many crazy roars coming from the mountains and forests ahead, full of despair and horror.

Accompanied by the sound of extremely panic-passing dense forests, a group of men dressed in hunting team rushed out of the forest and appeared in front of everyone in Chengjiazhuang.

They were all extremely embarrassed, with horror and sweat on their faces, but the moment they saw the Chengjiazhuang hunting team, they were immediately surprised.

"Brothers of Chengjiazhuang! There is a mountain ghost behind you! Block it together!" A burly man in the lead immediately shouted in surprise, and leaned against Chengjiazhuang with his tribe and formed a formation.

Cheng Yuan saw that he was also holding a Knife in his hand.

Almost every hunting team in Zhuangzi will prepare a Knife, but most Zhuangzi only has one. Chengjiazhuang also prepares a second one in the clan for many years.

"Wang Leishan! You actually got into trouble with the mountain ghost!" There were only ones nearby, so they were naturally very familiar with each other. Cheng Yongshi also recognized that this was a person from Wangjiazhuang.

Cheng Yuan noticed that there are about twenty people from the Wangjiazhuang hunting team now, and they should not have suffered much loss, but there are only four internal martial artists inside.

The two Zhuangzi combined, with Cheng Yuan on the surface, a total of eleven internal warriors and more than fifty powerful clan members. There should be no big problem with dealing with mountain ghosts.

For a moment, everyone felt more at ease.

At this moment, the mountains and forests in front of me suddenly became darker.

Some sunlight still penetrates through the gaps between the mountains and forests, but it looks dim in the face of this darkness.

An invisible yin and cold smell suddenly filled the surroundings, even causing goosebumps.

A ball of human-shaped black gas slowly emerged in the darkness of the mountains and forests in an indescribable and strange way.

Cheng Yunye, who saw the mountain ghost for the first time, couldn't stop trembling all over. Even in the formation of dozens of tribesmen, his legs and feet became weak.

"Will we die?"

"Will we die..." He seemed to see everyone being torn to pieces by mountain ghosts.

The mountain ghost is completely above the level of life of mortals. It is a ghost, an existence born in the darkness.

In the mountains and forests, there was a short moment of silence, and almost everyone held their breath and their will reached its limit.

Jie!

The mountain ghost made an extremely strange roar, as if it was a summoning in the underworld.

Swish~!

In just a moment, it turned into a afterimage and appeared in front of the Chengjiazhuang formation, and black air hit!

clang! clang! clang!

Cheng Yonglin and Cheng Yongye were both internal martial artists who had reached the limit of the human body, so they barely realized the speed of the mountain ghost. At the same time, they swung their swords and slashed them angrily, and suddenly they were shocked in their hands, and the tiger's mouth was sore and numb that they cut off a ball of black air-like mountain ghost.

"The mountain ghost looks like a ball of black gas, but when it is hard, it is stronger than the essence of iron. When it dissipates, it is like mist, changing impermanently."

"And speed and strength are far superior to internal martial artists, at least two or three thousand kilograms of strength, as fast as the afterimage."

With Cheng Yuan’s current realm, he instantly judged the detailed strength of the mountain ghost.

The ghost corpse transformed by Cheng Erlei before was not even considered a ghost, but just a monster whose corpse was invaded by the evil things of the Yin Dynasty.
To be continued...