Chapter 67

Hearing this sentence, Xuan Yi chuckled: "Haha, after all, our Misty Peak is one of the five sects of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and it is a rare paradise. This monkey is clever, and he knows how to go up the mountain to learn from a teacher."

"Well, this monkey's movement is good, I don't know how long it can last under Xiao He'er's offensive."

"Listening to Xiaohe'er's cry, I'm a little angry, haha!"

"This monkey is going to suffer."

"Let's go, let's have a look together."

Wen Xuan and Xuan Yi smiled and looked relaxed.

The distance is getting closer.

After breaking through the heavy fog, the smiles on Wen Xuan and Xuan Yi's faces gradually disappeared.

After a brief silence.

"Cough, that shadow... it doesn't seem to be a monkey?" Xuan Yi pointed at the shadow that was still climbing on the mountain, his tone was a little hesitant, and he coughed lightly.

"Well...it seems like a person." Wen Xuan laughed dryly, looking embarrassed.

The two of them, as the leader of the first peak, made such a low-level mistake, and they couldn't help feeling that their faces were hot.

In fact, it's no wonder the two of them.

Looking from a distance, the shadows on the mountain peaks are blurred and blurred, and they are more flexible and light than apes and monkeys. be alone!

As they got closer, their expressions changed again.

"That...it doesn't seem like you're alone."

"Well...it should be two."

After another brief silence.

Wen Xuan's face sank, and he couldn't help complaining, "Is there something wrong with this person? Forget about climbing a mountain. What does it mean to drag a little fat man in his hand?"

"Hey, no, this person is carrying a bow and a knife. I seem to have heard of this dress before." Xuan Yi said suddenly.

At this moment, the fat boy beside Wenxuan looked excited, pointed at the figure running up and down the mountain wall and shouted: "The first adult is him! That scholar!"

...

on a steep mountain.

Every time the crane flaps its wings, Su Zimo clings tightly to the stone wall, using his five fingers to dig deep into the rock, and the same goes for his feet.

The hard rock, under Su Zimo's fingers, was as soft as tofu.

Other mortals who want to climb the mountain always look for some place to stay.

And Su Zimo doesn't have to do this at all.

If there were no cranes blocking the way, this mountain would be like walking on the ground under Su Zimo's feet.

Now, many mortals behind Su Zimo have been blown down by the gust of wind stirred by the wings of the cranes, and only Su Zimo is still climbing.

To be precise, it was two, and Su Zimo was holding a little fat man in his hand.

A trace of anger flashed in Xianhe's eyes, and with a long cry, he rose into the air, and immediately swooped down, protruding a pair of sharp claws, and grabbed directly towards Su Zimo.

This blow is very ferocious.

Su Zimo wanted to dodge, but it was too late.

Between the electric light and flint, Su Zimo suddenly let go, his body suddenly fell half a chi, and his palm was stuck out again, and he firmly digged into the stone wall!

Click!

Just above Su Zimo's head, a large piece of rock was shattered by the sharp claws of the crane, and the gravel splashed and collapsed on his face, Su Zimo was unaware.

Some stones hit the little fat man, and the fat body trembled obviously.

Su Zimo's heart moved, and suddenly he held the little fat man in the air, and said softly, "Don't pretend to be dead, or I'll throw it down for you!"

The little fat man shuddered, opened his small eyes, and said quickly, "Brother, don't scare me, I was wrong."

"Do you still want to go up the mountain?" Su Zimo asked quickly.

"Yes, of course."

"Lie on my back, hold yourself tight, don't blame me for falling."

"well!"

The little fat man moved a few times, wrapping his arms and legs around Su Zimo's neck and waist, lying on top like an octopus.

In this way, although Su Zimo is still with one person, he has one hand free.

Xianhe's initial attack was not violent. It seemed that the intention was not to hurt anyone, but to stop Su Zimo from going up the mountain.

After the repeated attacks were ineffective, Xianhe was provoked, and he just attacked. If Su Zimo couldn't dodge in time, it was very likely that Xianhe would grab his head with one claws!

In the face of an already angry spirit demon in the early stage of foundation building, Su Zimo didn't dare to care, so the little fat man was lying behind him, planning to spare his hands to deal with it.

In all fairness.

Su Zimo, who has only cultivated to the third chapter of the Secret Manual of the Twelve Demon Kings in the Great Wilderness, is not yet a match for the spirit demon, even if this crane is only in the early stage of foundation building.

But Su Zimo didn't want to fight with the crane, but to avoid the crane's interception and climb to the top of the mountain, which would be much easier.

call!

The crane swooped down again, Su Zimo's eyes brightened, his feet and feet used force, and he continuously traversed the steep and smooth mountain wall, avoiding the crane's attack.

click! click! click!

Su Zimo's fingers and toes dug into the rocks and climbed the mountain peaks at a speed no less than running on the ground!

"Cheep!"

When Xianhe saw this scene, he was furious in his heart, and he rose into the air at an extremely fast speed, like a sharp arrow, and quickly came behind Su Zimo, and the sharp claws and sharp beaks kept attacking.

The slender beak was even sharper than the flying sword, and every time he poked it, Su Zimo's ears would hear a fierce wind, which was frightening.

As long as he is poked by this sharp beak, there will be an extra blood hole in his body.

The little fat man closed his eyes tightly in fright, trembling all over.

Su Zimo kept dodging, his muscles and bones humming in unison, his body stretched or shrank, his flesh and blood were full, his tendons kept shaking, and his physical strength was almost at its limit.

Relying on his spiritual sense, Su Zimo avoided the crane's attack several times and continued to climb up.

The crane's cry became more and more urgent, even with a trace of murderous intent!

The top of the mountain is getting closer.

The Crane's offensive also became more and more violent!

...

On the top of the mountain, the two young Taoists looked at this scene, as if they were in the scene, their expressions were nervous, and they couldn't help sweating for the scholar in blue.

One person and one crane, wrestling and wrestling on the steep mountain peak. Although one side seems to be powerless to fight back, it is fierce and extremely dangerous.

The scholar in blue shirt is a little slower, and he may be buried under the sharp claws of the crane!

Wen Xuan and Xuan Yi also looked solemn, watching this scene intently, ready to take action to save people at any time.

"I can't believe that this scholar has spare strength, and after freeing his hands, he can still climb to the top of the mountain under Xiao He'er's offensive." Xuan Yi's tone was full of emotion.

Wen Xuan said solemnly, "If I read correctly, the sword on this scholar's waist and the bow on his back are all made of spiritual objects from heaven and earth. Although they are pseudo-spiritual artifacts, these two pseudo-spiritual artifacts are combined together. It's almost two thousand pounds!"

The meaning behind Wen Xuan's words is obvious. If Su Zimo removes the Cold Moon Saber and the Blood Crystal Bow, his body is relaxed, his movements will be more agile, and his speed will be faster.

Wen Xuan and Xuan Yi looked at each other.

The two had a tacit understanding, and a thought flashed in their minds at the same time: "This scholar...a bit interesting."

Thank you Guoguo and Yuyi for the reward~