Chapter 121 Monster Hunting

Daheishan is dark and deep, with no boundaries.

The older demon hunters in Tongxian City usually divide Dahei Mountain into three parts: outer mountain, inner mountain and deep mountain.

The outer mountains of Daheishan are the area where most monster hunters hunt monsters. There are not many poisons and the miasma is relatively weak. Although the mountains are dangerous, they are not extremely dangerous.

Most of the monsters in the outer mountains are in the middle stage of the first rank. Occasionally there will be one or two late stage first rank monsters, but they are not common.

The inner mountains of Daheishan are different. They are extremely dangerous, full of poisons, miasma is strong, and there is poisonous mist that confuses the mind.

The monsters in the inner mountain are mainly late-stage first-grade monsters, and occasionally there are even second-grade monsters.

When a monk in the Qi refining stage encounters a second-grade monster, if he cannot avoid it in advance, he will basically have a narrow escape from death. Therefore, there are not many demon hunters who can enter the inner mountain.

As for the deep mountains of Daheishan, it is an absolute restricted area, and all monks are prohibited from entering.

Mo Hua had never heard of any demon hunter who dared to enter the deep mountains of Dahei Mountain. Mo Shan also told Mo Hua that once he entered the deep mountains, he would definitely die.

The humble ink paintings are very self-aware.

He wouldn't even take a look at a restricted area like the mountains.

He would not even take a single step into a dangerous situation like Uchiyama.

Only the outer mountains, and the outermost areas of the outer mountains, are the intended range of activities for ink painting.

Mo Hua and Dahu entered Dahei Mountain and stayed at the edge of the outer mountain.

There are dense woods all around and rugged mountain roads. I don’t know what is hidden in the deep mountains. Occasionally, there are eerie and strange sounds.

There was a faint miasma in the air, mixed with the mountain breeze and an unknown fishy smell, which made people feel uncomfortable.

Occasionally, there is still a touch of evil spirit remaining in secluded mountain corners.

This is just the edge of the outer mountain, and Mo Hua already feels inexplicably depressed.

If this was an inner mountain or a deep mountain, I would never dare to imagine it in ink painting.

"What shall we do next?" Shuanghu asked softly.

All three people looked at Mo Hua.

"Leave it to me." Mo Hua said.

The ink painting has already been planned.

He first judged the path of the monster's movement out of the cave through the footprints on the ground, the scraped hair on the tree, the blood stains on the stone, and the faint ghost spirit remaining in the air.

At a narrow mountain crevice where the route must pass, the ink canvas laid a trap.

There is a wooden binding formation in the trap, which can trap mid-level first-level monsters, but not for long, only about ten breaths.

Around the trap, there are five earth fire formations, each with a spiritual stone inlaid on it.

The ink painting covered the trap with gravel, placed a few bloody grasses on the trap, and poured bloody water on it.

The bloody grass was collected by Aunt Jiang, and the blood was leftover from cooking demon meat in the restaurant.

With everything in place, Mo Hua took Dahu and the other three and hid behind the rocks on one side.

"Can this work?" Xiaohu asked.

"Let's try it." Mo Hua had a trying attitude.

He had deduced this plan in his mind for a long time. He had thought of traps, bloody grass, bloody water, and every detail thereafter. There should be no problem.

Monster hunting is dangerous and cannot be done with care.

What's more, this is Mo Hua's first time to participate in hunting monsters, so Mo Hua is very well prepared.

Several people were waiting behind the rock.

From the time the sun rises, mist fills the air, until at noon, the mountain fog dissipates. Still no sign of the monster.

"There won't be any monsters coming." Xiaohu couldn't sit still.

"Shhh," Mo Hua put his finger to his mouth and shushed:

"You must be careful and patient when setting traps. This is what Uncle Chu said. Don't rush."

The three of them thought it made sense and nodded.

After another hour, as the trees shook, a monster appeared.

With crimson fur, sharp teeth and claws, and a drooling mouth, he is a split-claw wolf demon!

The strength is probably around the mid-level of the first rank.

Just right for ink painting.

Mo Hua was refreshed, and Dahu and the other three were also on alert.

The Crackclaw Wolf Monsters are not easy to deal with, and they have suffered losses many times.

Splitclaw looked left and right as he walked, with a fierce look in his eyes and extremely vigilant. He would occasionally rub against the bark of the tree, and occasionally lick his dark red claws.

Splitclaw walked and arrived in front of the trap.

It smelled the fishy smell of bloody grass and the rancid smell of blood. It looked greedy, but it was also quite vigilant. It circled outside the trap several times and finally walked in.

The trap was triggered, and the wooden binding formation produced light green spiritual energy shackles, binding the Split Claw in place.

Splitclaw struggled desperately, and after a few breaths, he would break free.

Mo Hua poked his head out from behind the rock, pointed his right hand forward, and condensed a fireball. The fireball flew straight out, drawing an arc, but missed the crackclaw, and instead exploded at the foot of the crackclaw.

"Missed?"

Dahu and the other three were all surprised when they saw that Mo Hua could use the fireball technique.

However, the fireball technique flew out and did not hit the Split Claw as they expected, and the three of them felt a little regretful.

"No, it hit." Mo Hua smiled calmly.

What he hit was not Split Claw, but the spirit stone at Split Claw's feet.

The spiritual stone at Split Claw's feet was blown to pieces by the fireball technique, and the spiritual energy overflowed and poured into the fire formation buried underneath.

The array pattern flashed with red light, and after three breaths, the five earth fire arrays exploded.

There was a loud bang and the rocks shattered.

Mo Hua and others were also shocked to the point where their ears hurt.

When the smoke cleared, the ground was covered with rubble and scorch marks.

The split-claw wolf demon was covered in scars, half of its fur was scorched black, its eyes were vicious, but its aura was already weak.

Kill it while it's sick!

Mo Hua waved his hand and said, "Up!"

Da Hu and the other two recovered from the shock of the explosion of the Earth Fire Formation. When they heard Mo Hua shout "Go", they immediately rushed out and surrounded Li Claw in a corner.

Mo Hua was still hiding behind the rock, with only a small head showing to watch the show.

He was not a physical cultivator, not good at hand-to-hand combat, nor good at close combat, so he did not cause trouble for Da Hu and the others.

Da Hu and the other two had good talents in physical training. After being tempered by hunting monsters, they were now able to use Taoist martial arts in a decent manner.

Da Hu used boxing, Shuang Hu used swordsmanship, and Xiao Hu used leg techniques.

The three of them advanced and retreated in a well-founded manner, fighting with Li Claw. For a while, the fists were powerful, the legs were as powerful as the wind, and the sword shadows were heavy.

The fire and earth spiritual powers intertwined in the meantime, competing with Li Claw's dark red demonic power.

After dozens of rounds, Li Claw, who was already seriously injured, could not hold on, and was chopped in the back by Shuang Hu's sword, and died.

The three of them also had scars and bloodstains, but they were not serious.

They stood there, somewhat unbelievable.

This Cracked Claw, just died like that?

Their demon hunting team wanted to hunt down a Cracked Claw Wolf Demon with the cultivation level of the first-grade middle stage. There must be one or two demon hunters in the late stage of Qi Refining to sit in formation, and there must be five or six in the middle stage of Qi Refining to fight with the monster in turns.

Then a few cultivators would support from the outside to prevent the Cracked Claw from running away.

After several twists and turns, the Cracked Claw could be killed without any accidents.

Now Mo Hua set a trap, laid out several formations, threw a fireball, and then the Cracked Claw was seriously injured.

The three of them surrounded a seriously injured and dying Cracked Claw and easily took it down...

This was too easy, much simpler than they thought.

Da Hu and the other two looked at Mo Hua, and they were all frightened when they thought of the power of the explosion of the Earth Fire Formation just now.

A mid-level first-grade demon beast, with such a strong body, could be blown to the point of death...

Unconsciously, Mo Hua could draw such a strong formation!

The three people looked at Mo Hua with a different look.

Mo Hua poked his head out from behind the rock, glanced at Cracked Claw, and asked, "Is he dead?"

The three people came back to their senses.

Da Hu nodded and said, "He's dead!"

"Good!" Mo Hua was refreshed, holding the jade bottle in his hand, and ran out from behind the rock.

He was going to use the blood-sucking technique.