Chapter 315 Sneak Attack

A few miles away from where Song Wen was hiding.

On the top of a big tree, there were three figures.

They were Feng Qi, Leng Tianlu, and the man with an iron mask on his face.

All three looked solemnly at the place where the spiritual energy was fluctuating violently ten miles away.

Feng Qi said, "The battle there is really strange. It has lasted for a quarter of an hour, and there is still no winner."

The masked man said, "My pathfinder rat sensed that at least two people entered the battle circle, but I didn't see anyone come out."

Leng Tianlu said, "Only in and not out? Is there any conspiracy?"

Feng Qi said, "Whatever conspiracy they have, it has nothing to do with us. Let the pathfinder rats be alert to the surrounding movements. We will wait until dawn and then leave."

The masked man suddenly looked tense.

"Oh no, one of my pathfinder rats died."

"Do you know who killed it?" Feng Qi asked.

The masked man shook his head.

"The distance is too far to sense. I'm afraid it's another cultivator attracted by the fighting."

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In a wide open space more than ten miles away from the three people.

A beautiful female cultivator fell to the ground.

The clothes were messy, and the spring light was exposed.

A burly man stood a few dozen meters away.

The man was wearing a cassock, with a smooth head and six scars on it.

Every few dozen breaths, the man would activate his spiritual power and perform the fireball technique.

A washbasin-sized fireball shot out and landed not far from the female cultivator, exploding the soil all over the sky and making a deafening roar.

In the dense forest around the open space, there were five cultivators hiding.

All five of them concealed their own breath and hid in the treetops.

"Except for the three idiots at the beginning, we have been lying in ambush here for almost a quarter of an hour. I'm afraid no one else will take the bait."

The woman lying on the ground said.

The strong man was silent for a moment after hearing this, and then he spoke.

"We should indeed evacuate this place. If we stay here for too long, it will be easy for others to see through us."

The woman turned over and got up from the ground, shook off the dirt on her body, and rushed into the dense forest.

The strong man took off his cassock and changed into a strong suit.

He wiped his hand on his head, and the scars on his head fell off.

In a blink of an eye, he changed from a monk to a burly body-refining monk.

Then, he followed the woman and disappeared into the dense forest.

The five monks hiding in the tree canopy also disappeared and disappeared.

No words were spoken that night.

The next day, early in the morning.

The sun gradually illuminated the entire secret realm.

At the same time, the thick fog was dispelled.

The field of vision became wider.

Song Wen stood on the tree canopy with a few branches on his head, and did not leave immediately.

After waiting for about a quarter of an hour.

Seven monks flew out from more than twenty places ahead, flying towards the mountains on their swords.

He waited for another half an hour.

A few miles away, three more figures flew out, also flying towards the mountains.

Song Wen stared at the backs of Feng Qi and the other two for a long time.

Until the three figures completely disappeared from his sight, Song Wen still did not leave. He waited for nearly half an hour, but still did not see any other figures.

Song Wen then released the Holy Armor Gu and explored the way ahead, then flashed into the dense forest and flew through the dense forest on his sword.

After flying in the dense forest for two days, Song Wen finally arrived near the mountains.

This mountain was the highest and largest peak Song Wen had ever seen.

Even the Corpse Demon Mountain, which had 100,000 disciples, was not as tall as this mountain.

It stood tall and straight into the sky, as if it was a giant standing between heaven and earth.

The mountain was covered with countless forests and streams, which were intricately connected.

Most of the mountain peaks were shrouded in clouds, sometimes showing a corner of its majestic appearance, and sometimes completely disappearing in the white sea of ​​clouds.

When the wind was rising and the clouds were surging, the mountain peaks looked even more majestic, as if it was a beast about to wake up, which was daunting.

Around the foot of the mountain, there were several lakes of different sizes.

In one of the lakes, which was dozens of miles in size, two giant beasts were fighting fiercely.

One was a white tiger that was ten feet long, with wings on its back.

The other was a crocodile dragon that was several feet long.

The crocodile dragon was covered with thick scales and exuded a cold luster.

Its tail and limbs were strong and powerful, and every time it swung, it could stir up huge waves.

The crocodile dragon swung its thick tail and swept continuously, trying to roll the white tiger into the water.

The white tiger was agile and agile, with a green glow on its wings.

With a light flap of its wings, it drew a light arc in the air, deftly avoiding the attack of the giant crocodile.

It sometimes jumped high, sometimes swooped down, and its claws were like knives, launching a fierce attack on the giant crocodile.

The two fought in the lake, and it was difficult to tell who would win.

The crocodile dragon relied on its strong defense and impact to keep approaching the white tiger. The white tiger, with its speed and agility, cleverly dodged and launched a counterattack.

In the end, the crocodile dragon successfully repelled the white tiger with its home advantage in the water.

The white tiger let out a tiger roar unwillingly, spilled a lot of blood, flapped its wings, flew high into the sky, and escaped into the clouds.

The crocodile dragon stared at the direction where the white tiger disappeared, and its body slowly disappeared into the lake.

The fight between the two third-level monsters attracted the attention of many foreign cultivators.

Including Song Wen, at least 20 to 30 people noticed the fight between the two.

These people all regarded the lake and the mountaintop in the mist as a forbidden area.

The place where the third-level monsters lurked was not something that these foundation-building monks could spy on.

After the battle between the two monsters, the monks hiding in the dark began to emerge.

At the foot of the mountain, there was a huge entrance on the four sides of the southeast, northwest, and northeast.

These entrances were ten feet high and all led to the interior of the mountain.

The monks either flew high in the sky or sneaked in the dense forest, and basically all went to these four entrances.

Song Wen waited for an hour in the same place, and when there were no traces of monks around, he ran towards the nearest entrance.

The entrance was built in a very regular and magnificent manner, but after countless years, it had already become dilapidated.

The flat ground had become broken.

When he stepped into the entrance, the surroundings suddenly became dark.

In addition, Song Wen's spiritual awareness was limited, so he could only release the Holy Armor Gu to guard in front and behind.

The passage was winding and tilted downward.

After walking a few miles, Song Wen suddenly felt a sense of being spied on.

Looking up, there were two bats hidden in the cracks of the stone at the top of the passage, without any spiritual energy.

These two ordinary bats were actually raised by a monk to explore the way.

Because they had no spiritual energy, Song Wen subconsciously ignored them.

Using ordinary birds and beasts to spy was really hard to guard against.

At this moment.

In the dark passage ahead, dozens of black needles as thin as hair shot towards Song Wen silently and swiftly as the wind.

If it weren't for the Holy Armor Gu, which extended Song Wen's spiritual awareness to 400 meters, according to the original 100-meter perception range, when Song Wen discovered these needles, he probably wouldn't even have time to summon the spiritual weapon for defense.