Black Tiger Mountain is not a Low Mountain, but one of the more than a hundred Spirit Mountains with Second-Order Spirit Vein at the very edge of the Hundred Beasts Mountain Range.
Even from a distance of two to three hundred miles, Su Qing looked eastward and could still see the majestic mountains hidden in the clouds.
But looking at the mountains is like running to death.
To reach Black Tiger Mountain, you need to pass through dozens of Low Mountains in the middle, the most dangerous of which is the area of the original Dwarf Mountain Defense Line.
There are dozens of Tier 1 Extreme Demon Kings there, leading hundreds of thousands of monster beasts to guard them. If you don't pay attention, you will be submerged in the group of monster beasts.
But Su Qing is not too worried.
Qing He Ma Tuan and others went back and forth several times without incident. It seems that there is a safe route through Dwarf Mountain Defense Line.
He sits across Fire Egg, and his consciousness is always linked to Sky Roc Ship.
Bee Scout 1 to 360, all went out of the nest to conduct reconnaissance, and most of the movements within a radius of fifteen miles were under his control.
Only through some deep woods, the view returned by the Bee Scout Machine group was not very clear.
At this point, he will need Fire Egg to use his developed sense of smell and Spiritual Sense's sensitive abilities.
"Ouch! Ouch!"
We had just climbed over a Low Mountain, and the calm weather made Su Qing mistakenly think that these monsters were originally staying in the Low Mountain. They must have known that these people were not easy to mess with and took the initiative to retreat.
Now, Fire Egg suddenly sounded a warning.
A wolf roar represents an approaching monster, and two wolf roars represent two monsters.
After these two wolf howls from dogs, Su Qing alerted everyone.
Liang Hai Shun inspired Magic Artifact, Dual-Blade Lizard and Lizard Warrior surrounded him.
He Lian Xian inspired Magic Artifact, and Lizard Warrior and Lizard Warrior surrounded him.
Guo Qiao Lian inspired Magic Artifact, and Dual-Blade Lizard and Dual-Blade Lizard surrounded him.
Su Qing looked around and saw that all the professionals reacted faster than the war cultivators. There were magic weapons for activating magic weapons and puppets for summoning puppets.
No Magic Artifact, no puppet, took out the flute, it was Flute Musician Ding Ping. Among the Professionalss, Forward Camp was the worst offender.
The melodious sound of the flute sounded, and the surrounding spiritual energy seemed to dance with the sound of the flute.
A bush more than a hundred meters away from the team fell to both sides.
The two Black Green Python Beasts lying inside looked as if they had been stripped naked, trembling as they looked at the monks opposite who were staring at them.
As monsters that can suppress their own demonic aura, they are here with a trace of luck, hoping that this evil cultivator from the human race will not discover them.
It's a pity that everything goes against expectations. The path of the monster is always difficult and dangerous, and there is no chance of any luck.
The first thought of the two giant pythons was to flick their tails and run away.
Unexpectedly, before they had finished turning around, two daggers and lightning flashed, and they chopped off their snake heads.
Ma Tuan was still as lazy as before. Only when he took out the knife just now, his cloudy eyes flashed with a bright light.
After neatly understanding the two low-level python couples.
Continue on the road with the team.
And like this giant python couple, the team then encountered several more.
Most of them are first-order low-grade monsters. Not to mention their team, there are many Forward Camp and Rogue Cultivator who hunt them every day.
Because it is too easy for Ma Tuan and War Cultivators to deal with these monsters.
So much so that when they reached the middle of the journey and encountered monsters again, the Professionalss no longer felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy as before.
With such a smooth wind and water, we arrived at the junction of three mountains that looked like three fingers reaching to the sky.
The team just stopped.
And here, dozens of miles further, is Dwarf Mountain Defense Line.
It is getting dark, and Evil Entity is most likely to appear in this remote mountainous forest where no one has visited.
Ma Tuan and Qing He did not want to travel all night, so they asked the team to camp here and rest for the night.
At this point.
The importance of Spirit House is reflected.
As the most profitable small group among Professionals.
He Lian Xian released his Refining House, which was square and shaped like a tin house made of black iron. Looking at it, it seemed that he was using Spirit House as a sacrifice to Magic Artifact.
Liang Hai Shun released his Array House. The house itself was unremarkable.
But around the house, red flags were waving, colorful flags were fluttering, and Array Device was planted everywhere. I finally understood the profession of Formation Master.
Guo Qiao Lian's Spirit House Medical Clinic is protected by an array on the outside, and Dual-Blade Lizard is acting as a doorkeeper on the inside. It doesn't look easy to mess with.
Compared with these three people, Su Qing's Tier 1 Extreme Spirit House actually seems ordinary.
Apart from War Bear Squad and Dual-Blade Lizard Squad, which support some scenes, Thick Earth Array and Golden Light Array in the front yard and back yard are quite interesting.
Four people Spirit House made a row together, which made the other Professionalss feel sour.
Professionals There is a huge gap between the rich and the poor.
The rich live in Spirit House, raise Lotus Root Girl, eat animal meat and take elixirs.
Poor people rent tents with puppets, Eat morning glow, drink white dew.
For example, now, Leng Feng Xiang and Professionals can only get into a simple tent and endure the biting mountain wind outside. They simply cannot imagine how comfortable Su Qing and others would be inside Spirit House.
Only Flute Musician Ding Ping, sitting high and looking into the distance, the sound of the flute never stops, dispelling the cool breeze in the mountains.
As a Flute Musician, he can do many things with the flute. With the flute around, the cold and cold air from outside cannot enter his body.
But he glanced slightly at Yuan Hua, who was sitting opposite him, but only a few feet away, and found that he had not used any spiritual power and was able to remain calm in this mountain that was several times colder than the daytime.
It was already late at night, and most of the Rogue Cultivator people who knew that Evil Entity was scary at night were in the Spirit House tent and did not want to show their heads to avoid encountering any dirty things.
Ding Ping, who spent the long night with no one to accompany him, actually felt that Yuan Hua, whose face was covered with dark spots, was somewhat amiable.
But the origin of this person is unknown, and he is unable to communicate normally with others.
Ding Ping just bowed his hands and continued to play his flute.
"How come the night wind in the mountains is getting colder and colder!"
His mouth felt sore when he played Ding Ping, and he cursed in his heart. The name of the flute music he played was Fire Dragon, which is exactly the kind of spiritual music that can ward off the cold and warm up the body.
If it hadn't been for the last time I took an order from Body Cultivator in Forward Camp and helped him warm up from the cold, he locked him in the room and had some unpleasant experiences.
So from now on, he didn't dare to take orders from outside anymore, otherwise, with just this Fire Dragon, he could also take some orders at Forward Camp to help Rogue Cultivator people keep out the cold.
At least it would make their stay in the tent more comfortable.
But now, he has blown this Fire Dragon several times, but his body is getting colder and colder.
Suddenly, he turned around suddenly.
Yuan Hua's dark-spotted face was only a foot away from him, and its dead fish-like eyes were staring at him. Thinking of the unpleasant memories of the past, he backed away repeatedly.
However, his body seemed to be frozen. Every time he took a step back, a chill spread from the soles of his feet. Until his whole body was frozen, he did not cry out for help in his throat.
The sound of the flute has stopped!