At this moment, the red-faced burly man was in a precarious situation, besieged by three green-haired monsters.
The green-haired monsters condensed Yin energy on their bodies, and the bone forks in their hands flashed, capable of piercing through ordinary defenses.
Seeing this, Zhang Ling led the Corpse Bear towards the burly man's direction.
He didn't intend to save this person, but rather to take this opportunity to kill one or two more green-haired monsters, which would also reduce his own danger.
After all, these green-haired monsters knew how to fight together, and he wouldn't fare well if he were besieged by several such monsters.
When he was five or six zhang away from the burly man, he commanded the sword shadows conjured by the Illusory Sword Art to attack a green-haired monster.
The Corpse Bear didn't move, staying by his side to guard against sneak attacks from other green-haired monsters.
Several sword shadows instantly repelled one green-haired monster, and then unhesitatingly attacked another ghost.
However, these monsters were very fast and were not killed by him. With a sway of their bodies, they dodged the sword shadow attack, and their bodies floated into the Yin energy, merging into the surrounding Yin mist.
Gagging and strange noises echoed in the surrounding Yin energy, making it impossible to identify the monsters' figures.
Just then, a gust of Yin wind suddenly rose behind Zhang Ling, and a green-haired monster suddenly appeared. Its emerald green eyes shot out a森寒 light, and the Yin energy flowed on the white bone fork in its hand, silently stabbing straight at the back of Zhang Ling's head.
Zhang Ling seemed to have not noticed the situation behind him at all.
Only a soft tearing sound was heard, and the green-haired monster behind him suddenly screamed and retreated.
It turned out that at this critical moment, Zhang Ling condensed his spiritual power, shook his left arm, and several jet-black vines quietly emerged from his arm.
They entangled the white bone fork in the monster's hand, and with a forceful pull, sent the green-haired monster flying into the air.
Then, the Corpse Bear's pair of large claws slammed together in the middle with a bang, and this green-haired monster was smashed into a pile of minced meat by the Corpse Bear.
Large patches of grayish-green blood splattered all over the Corpse Bear's body, and the Corpse Bear let out an excited roar.
Corpse fire suddenly emerged from its body, turning into a ball of flame that swept up the minced meat and sucked it into its mouth, chewing it in large gulps.
This scene changed Zhang Ling's expression, and he quickly raised his hand and squeezed out a drop of blood, which he placed on the Corpse Bear's head.
Immediately, the Corpse Bear's body trembled and returned to its normal state.
At this moment, Zhang Ling's heart sank. The Corpse Bear's actions just now were not under his control. It actually devoured the green-haired monster's corpse. Then, he sensed the aura on the Corpse Bear's body, which seemed to have strengthened somewhat.
Fortunately, the Corpse Bear had a forbidden curse placed on it by him, and the forbidden curse had not disappeared and was still under his control. However, this also made him think of some Demonic Path cultivators who controlled and refined corpses.
Speaking of which, the Corpse Bear is a type of refined corpse in the eyes of cultivators.
Cultivators who raise this kind of monster generally only raise refined corpses that are one level lower than their own strength.
This is because this kind of monster has the danger of biting back at its master. Just now, his Corpse Bear almost went out of his control.
However, being in danger at this moment, the Corpse Bear is also a great help to him, and he did not take it back.
Zhang Ling just moved his mind and let the Corpse Bear take a few steps forward, so that it always stood in a position where he could see it.
When he gets out of this place, he will reinforce the forbidden curse controlling the Corpse Bear.
After killing the second green-haired monster, a loud roar came from the front from the red-faced man.
This man was actually besieged by two monsters. A white bone fork pierced through his defense from the back waist and stabbed into the burly man's abdomen.
Seeing this, another monster also pounced on him and began to tear and bite at him.
Seeing that he was not going to survive, Zhang Ling waved the sword shadow in his hand, intending to take the opportunity to kill these two monsters. He saw a powerful wave of spiritual power suddenly rise there.
With a rumbling loud noise, a ball of fire two or three zhang in size rose from the spot, with lightning flashing within.
The movement came suddenly, and Zhang Ling was almost knocked down. He quickly retreated a few steps, and the Corpse Bear also flashed in front of him, dissipating the shock wave.
Looking again, both the green-haired monsters and the red-faced burly man had disappeared, and only some fragments of broken magical artifacts were left on the ground.
This is a 'Heavenly Thunder Child.' I didn't expect the red-faced burly man to also have one, which he used to perish together with the monsters.
On the other side, the Foundation Establishment Stage old man also looked towards the red-faced burly man's direction. There was also a green-haired monster's corpse at his feet, which looked like it had been cut in half by some sharp blade.
Beside him floated a strange blade in the shape of a tooth emitting fire, with spiritual light flashing on it.
Zhang Ling released his divine sense and swept around, and no longer found any other green-haired monsters.
Although the half-human, half-tiger demon ghost released these green-haired monsters very quickly, he also roughly saw that there seemed to be four or five of them.
He killed two, the red-faced burly man eliminated two, and the old man killed one. It seems that they have all been killed.
"Now that two more fellow Daoists have died, leaving only the two of us, does Fellow Daoist Zhang have any other plans?"
Zhang Ling held the magic weapon and guarded the surroundings, and an old voice came to his ears.
Turning his head to look, the old man walked a few steps closer to him and nodded, and also glanced intentionally or unintentionally at the Corpse Bear beside him, with a trace of surprise in his eyes.
"May I know your honorable name, Fellow Daoist?" Zhang Ling also cupped his fist at this person.
"Hu Hang."
"So it's Fellow Daoist Hu. What the Fellow Daoist said is true, this place is dangerous, but we seem to have no other choice."
Zhang Ling answered this person's words while vigilantly guarding the surroundings.
"Alas, I'm afraid the outside is already flooded. It seems that if we want to go out, we can only follow this senior."
The two looked in unison towards the Yin mist on one side, where an astonishing spiritual pressure came from. Although their divine senses were greatly suppressed in this place, they also knew with a slight sense that a great battle was taking place there.
Zhang Ling glanced at that direction twice, then turned his head and took the white bone fork of the monster he had killed into his hand, and looked at it carefully.
This was a bone spur, and there were no array patterns on it. It seemed to be just the bone spur of some kind of monster beast, but its attack power was stronger than that of ordinary top-grade magical artifacts. It was a good thing, and with a flip of his hand, he put the thing into his storage bag.
Seeing this, the old man next to him also collected the corpse and bone spurs of the monster he killed.
Zhang Ling then went to the other side and collected the monster corpse that had been torn in half by the Corpse Bear and another bone spur.
He also took this time to swallow a few pills to restore his spiritual power. Coming here, he first fought a large number of Yin souls, and then encountered the demon ghost and the green-haired monster just now. After fighting, the spiritual power in his body was also consumed by more than half.
Then the two carefully approached the green-clothed woman and the demon ghost, they wanted to observe the battle situation there.
If the green-clothed woman was no match for the half-human, half-tiger monster, they were afraid they would have to find another way out. If the green-clothed woman killed the demon ghost, they could still follow this senior to find a way out.
Although Zhang Ling didn't want to deal with cultivators whose cultivation was far higher than his,
But this place was strange, without this senior, with his little strength, his life would be in danger at any time.
Following a high-level cultivator would give him a greater chance of survival.
