Chapter 12: God's Art Mutations

The Dongman Mountain Range is divided into three regions.

They are the peripheral area, the central area, and the core area!

The three areas correspond to three levels of monsters, the outer area corresponds to the first-level monsters, and the center area corresponds to the second-level monsters.

As for the core area, it corresponds to the second-level peak monsters and the third-level monsters!

Walking in the outer area, Mo Wentian looked extremely vigilant.

Three days after entering the Dongman Mountain Range, seven monsters had already fallen into Mo Wentian's hands.

Seven monsters.

They are all monsters below the first level and late stage, and their strength is comparable to that of a five or six level swordsman!

As for monsters above level one late stage, Mo Wentian had never encountered them before.

"This is already an area close to the center on the periphery. Here, there will inevitably be monsters above the first level!"

Mo Wentian took a deep breath, and his expression became a little dignified again.

swordsman.

Only between life and death can the greatest potential be stimulated!

Ordinary first-level monsters in the middle and late stages do not pose much threat to Mo Wentian.

Only a monster beast at the peak of the first level can make Mo Wentian fight with all his strength!

"etc……"

Mo Wentian's footsteps stopped suddenly.

It was extremely quiet.

Even the sounds of insects and birds completely disappeared, as if Mo Wentian had entered a world of dead silence.

"Finally met the big guy!"

The light in Mo Wentian's eyes skyrocketed. According to experience, this area must have at least a peak level monster.

"Clatter..."

After advancing a few meters again, there was a sound of water flowing.

The vision in front of him opened up, and a small mountain stream appeared in front of Mo Wentian.

In the mountain stream.

A waterfall of hundreds of meters is flying down!

"Good place!"

Mo Wentian exclaimed, under this waterfall, it is definitely a good place to practice body and sword.

The gravity of the waterfall.

You can forge your physique, and practicing swords in water can quickly improve Mo Wentian's two moods!

"Aw..."

Just as Mo Wentian was observing the surrounding terrain, an angry roar sounded.

Immediately there was a terrible, fierce and stench.

Go straight to Mo Wentian.

"Level 1 Peak Monster Beast: Mysterious Ice Poison Python!"

Mo Wentian's expression changed, and his body quickly retreated.

But even so, he still hit a huge tail, and Mo Wentian's body flew upside down.

"puff!"

Spit out a mouthful of blood, Mo Wentian didn't dare to hesitate, turned over, touched the ground lightly, and landed on a tree.

And Mo Wentian was in the original place.

A huge tail fell again.

The tail collided violently with the ground, and several big trees around it broke directly!

"What a powerful force, this Xuanbing Poison Mang is the peak monster among the first-level monsters, and its combat power is comparable to the peak of Juling!"

"I'm afraid even Lin Yu can't stop this mysterious ice poison!"

Mo Wentian took a deep breath, and removed the epee from his back with a 'clang' sound!

"For three days, I have fought and walked with this epee on my back, and now my physique has at least doubled!"

Mo Wentian clenched his fist, the powerful force made the void hiss.

"Big snake, my master is here!"

Mo Wentian dragged his heavy sword and ran back quickly.

In this mountain stream.

Xuanbing Dumang's agility and speed will not be subject to any restrictions, but Mo Wentian's agility is definitely at a disadvantage when attacking with an epee!

"Aw..."

Xuan Bingdu Mang let out an angry roar, and dared to hook his fingers at him when he saw this human being intruding into his territory.

Xuanbing Dumang chased Mo Wentian directly.

"The epee emphasizes strength and fierceness. It is about fighting against mountains. If I kill this little snake today, I will use my powerful swordsmanship!"

Holding the epee in his hand, Mo Wentian stopped suddenly.

The epee swept out from before his eyes, and a mountain-like aura spread from Mo Wentian's body.

"Roar……"

Xuan Bing Du Mang's crazy roar and Mo Wentian's provocation seemed to have angered Xuan Bing Du Mang, only to see Xuan Bing Du Mang opened his bloody mouth and went straight to Mo Wentian.

What followed was an extremely foul smell.

"What a clever Xuan Bing Dumang, first hinder me with poisonous gas, and then attack with his tail. In this way, I will definitely take it by force!"

There was a flash of light in Mo Wentian's eyes, and the heavy sword in his hand was raised high above his head!

"Strong swordsmanship is mainly based on strength and fierceness. The whole set of swordsmanship only has two moves, one chop and one sweep, and there is not even a simple stab!"

"Since you want me to take it hard, then I will satisfy you!"

The aura on Mo Wentian's body became more and more heavy. From a distance, it seemed that Mo Wentian had become a mountain, towering, stable, and unshakable!

"Strong swordsmanship - Sky Chop!"

"boom……"

The violent collision made Mo Wentian feel his arms go numb, and the black iron epee in his hand almost flew out.

"Aww..."

A mournful cry came.

Mo Wentian looked down, only to see Xuan Bing Dumang retreated a few steps by the powerful force, and staring at Mo Wentian vigilantly at a place three or four meters away from Mo Wentian.

"So strong!"

Mo Wentian took a deep breath.

Strong swordsmanship, combined with the advantage of the weight of the black iron epee, the strength of the sword just now exceeded at least two thousand catties!

The strength of a swordsman at the peak of gathering spirits is only 1,500 catties!

In other words, the sword just now has surpassed the swordsman at the peak of Juling!

"Aw..."

Xuan Bing Dumang came to attack again, Mo Wentian stood where he was, his powerful swordsmanship was as firm as a mountain, and the two started a fight.

In a quarter of an hour!

"Strong swordsmanship—sweeping the world!"

"bump!"

The thirteen-hundred-jin black iron epee seemed to be nothing in Mo Wentian's hands. The epee swept out and sent the Xuanbing Poison Mang flying.

"Aww..."

Xuanbing Dumang let out a mournful cry, and fell heavily on the ground.

"The first monster at the peak of the first level, it's done!"

Mo Wentian grinned, and then walked to Xuanbing Dumang.

Monster beast, the whole body is full of treasures!

Taking out the Xuanyu dagger, Mo Wentian skillfully tidied it up, cut off the fangs, snake skin, and demon pills...

After everything is done, half an hour has passed again!

"This is……"

Just when Mo Wentian was about to leave, drops of golden blood suddenly dripped from the corner of Du Mang's mouth.

See these few drops of blood.

Mo Wentian was overjoyed, this is the essence of blood, essence of blood can temper the body and make alchemy, but it needs monster beasts above level 1 late stage to condense it!

"I forgot to bring the jade bottle!"

Mo Wentian shook his head slightly.

But Mo Wentian didn't intend to give up the blood essence, so he lifted Xuanbing Poison Mang, dripping drops of golden blood onto Mo Wentian's body.

As the golden blood fell, the Heaven Devouring Divine Art suddenly started to work automatically in Mo Wentian's body.

"Buzz..."

A strong suction came from the body.

"what happened?"

Mo Wentian was startled, in Mo Wentian's astonished eyes, Xuan Bingdu Mang dried up quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into a mummified corpse!

"Hiss..."

Mo Wentian sucked in a breath of cold air, and the next moment, waves of terrifying energy crazily rushed into Mo Wentian's body.