Chapter 1419 Frogmen

In this dreamy, bizarre and bizarre world, there are intelligent beings that are definitely not human beings. Some beast monsters with spiritual intelligence also possess high intelligence. Among the beast monsters, the most spiritual and intelligent ones are naturally the white fox clan.

In addition to the beast monsters, there are also some alien races, such as the forty-seven alien races in the northern border, the thirty-six alien races in the southern border, and the mysterious deep sea tribe.

The foreign races in southern Xinjiang and the foreign races in northern Xinjiang actually have many similarities, they just live in different regions.

For example, the common werewolf tribe, tiger tribe, leopard tribe, etc.

Kelsang has been taking the righteous cultivators around in the Shiwan Mountains, in fact, to avoid the areas where foreigners are active in southern Xinjiang.

But in the depths of the Shiwanda Mountains, the Miao people did not dare to go too deep, and the maps they drew were not accurate. It took three days to get around the area where the fishmen lived, but then plunged into the area where other alien races lived.

As usual, Naosuke Yamashita had a brief discussion with his junior brothers Momotaro and Kiyo Yamamura, and then they each jumped off in different directions and quickly disappeared into the thick night.

The three members of the Five Elements Sect have the lowest status in this mountaineering team. They have no right to speak and act as watchdogs.

Therefore, every night, the three of them were the secret sentries at the outermost edge of the camp.

As usual, Yamashita Zhishu chose a piece of soft soil and used his escape technique to get into the ground.

He could hear every move on the ground while he was underground. He hardly had to crawl around underground throughout the night, and no disturbance around him could escape his ears.

There are many beasts in the mountains, and from time to time you can hear the sound of shuttles on the ground. Most of them are wild beasts that come out to look for food at night.

Regarding wild beasts, Yamashita Zhizhu would not come out to warn people. He and the other two junior brothers mainly wanted to prevent some large beast monsters from approaching the camp and hurting people.

Ordinary beasts were completely out of his sight.

Time passed little by little, and Yamashita was tied to the ground, fighting back his tiredness.

Suddenly, he felt something was wrong. There were many animals passing above his head, and he could clearly hear the footsteps of every animal passing nearby.

However, it seemed that there was no sound of ropes for a while, and even the sound of night insects disappeared for a while, so that I felt a little sleepy.

The silence brought not a sense of security to Yamashita Zhizhu, but a sense of crisis.

The unusual silence startled him.

When he was about to emerge from the ground to see the situation, a scream pierced the night sky. The sound came from a distance, at least two or three miles away. The sound reached Zhizhu's ears at the foot of the mountain. It was still sharp and shrill, like hell. The wail of a hungry ghost as he gets off the frying pan.

This is the cry of a person before death.

Yamashita Naoshu immediately heard that the owner of the screams was Momotaro, who was in charge of security in the south of the camp.

Just as this scream sounded, another scream suddenly came from the other direction, and then I heard Yamamura Keifo roaring in Fuso language: "What a monster!"

Yamashita was shocked. In an instant, he felt a sharp pain in his arm. When he looked back, he was frightened to death.

I saw in the underground soil layer, at some point, a monster with a huge mouth appeared and bit my arm.

Yamashita Zhishu emerged from the ground in an instant, and the monster was still biting his arm and wouldn't let go. At this time, Yamashita Zhishu also saw the monster's appearance clearly.

It turned out to be a small humanoid beast about four feet long, with arms and legs, colorful skin, but an extremely ferocious head, a huge mouth, and eyes hanging on its forehead, which actually looked like the head of a frog.

In the hands of this monster, there was actually a short knife, raised high, as if to chop off Yamashita's straight arms. Yamashita Zhishu is worthy of being a master who has participated in the Duantianya Doufu and advanced to the third round. He reacted quickly, raised the knife and lowered it. He only heard a puff, and before the monster's short blade came down, the long knife chopped off the frog. Blood spurted out from the monster's head, and then, it bit into his fearful head.

The terrifying mouth also slowly slipped from his arm.

Suddenly there was a swishing sound all around, and streaks of light shot towards him.

Before he had time to check the injury on his arm, Yamashita turned the long knife in his hand quickly to block all the rays of light. Only then did he see clearly that they were two-foot-long bamboo arrows, all covered with paint. Aconitum poison will seal your throat when you see blood.

"Quack..."

There was a weird cry, and dozens of shadows rushed toward them. They were all the same monsters that Yamashita had just slashed at him.

These green-skinned monsters with frog heads on their heads are not tall, but their movements are extremely fast, and their legs are very long. They can jump very high, bounce up, and chop down the mountain from above.

Yamashita's left arm was tied up and he had lost consciousness due to the severe pain. At this moment, he could not care whether the other two junior brothers were alive or dead, so he held a long knife to resist.

Fortunately, although these monsters are extremely fast and powerful, they are not cultivators after all, so Yamashita Zhisu can still handle them.

At this moment, there was also an explosion in the camp not far away, and there were endless screams.

When Ye Xiaochuan heard the first scream, he already had the divine sword in hand and rushed out of the tent, knowing that something happened outside.

Just as he was about to direct everyone to defend, countless green-skinned monsters suddenly appeared from the ground, from the trees, and from mid-air, attacking the righteous cultivators in the camp.

In a blink of an eye, the whole camp was filled with swords and sabers, magic weapons were everywhere, and screams were endless.

Ye Xiaochuan saw a green-skinned frog-headed monster jump two feet high, squeaked and raised a short blade to chop at his head, and he swung a sword back.

The sword energy swept out, directly sweeping the monster away for dozens of feet, and it was unknown whether it was cut in two by the sword energy without a sharp edge.

Gesang's voice rang out, shouting: "It's the frogman tribe, one of the thirty-six alien tribes in southern Xinjiang!"

"Frogman tribe?"

Ye Xiaochuan was shocked.

He thought that the beast monster that attacked him and others was from southern Xinjiang, but he didn't expect it to be an alien tribe.

He knew what alien tribes were. They had their own language, tribes, thoughts, and wisdom.

In a sense, they were no different from humans, just different from humans.

Ye Xiaochuan didn't have any psychological pressure to kill a wild beast.

But facing these alien tribes, he always felt like he was killing people.

Three hundred elite disciples of the righteous path, this is a force powerful enough to sweep away everything, and the chaotic scene was under control in a moment. The frogs failed to launch a sneak attack, and in the blink of an eye, they suffered heavy losses under the magic swords of these human evil stars. With a few sharp croaks, the frogs left hundreds of corpses in the camp, and then jumped and scattered in all directions. Some frogs even burrowed into the ground and disappeared in the blink of an eye.