The Dongman Mountains are divided into three regions.
They are the peripheral area, the central area, and the core area!
The three areas correspond to three levels of monsters, the outer area corresponds to the first-level monsters, and the central area corresponds to the second-level monsters.
As for the core area, they correspond to the second-level peak monsters and the third-level monsters!
Walking in the outer area, Mo Wentian looked extremely alert.
Three days after entering the Dongman Mountains, seven monsters had already fallen into Mo Wentian's hands.
Seven-headed monster.
They are all monster beasts below the late first level, and their strength is comparable to that of swordsmen at the fifth or sixth level of gathering spirits!
As for monsters above the late first level, Mo Wentian has never encountered them before.
"This is already an area close to the center of the periphery. Here, there will inevitably be monsters of late level one or above!"
Mo Wentian took a deep breath, and his expression became a little more solemn again.
Swordman.
Only between life and death can the greatest potential be unleashed!
Ordinary first-level mid- to late-level monsters no longer pose much of a threat to Mo Wentian.
Only a peak level monster beast can make Mo Wentian fight with all his strength!
"etc… "
Mo Wentian's footsteps suddenly stopped.
The surroundings were extremely silent.
Even the sounds of insects and birds completely disappeared, as if Mo Wentian had entered a world of deathly silence.
"Finally met the big guy!"
The light in Mo Wentian's eyes skyrocketed. According to experience, there was at least a first-level peak monster in this area.
"Crash..."
After advancing a few meters again, a sound of water flow could be heard.
The field of vision opened up, and a small mountain stream appeared in front of Mo Wentian.
In the mountain stream.
A waterfall of hundreds of meters flowing down!
"Good place!"
Mo Wentian sighed in admiration, this waterfall is definitely a good place for practicing sword training.
Waterfall of gravity.
It can forge the body, and practicing swordsmanship in the water can quickly improve Mo Wentian's two artistic conceptions!
"Ouch..."
Just as Mo Wentian was observing the surrounding terrain, an angry roar sounded.
Then there was a terrible and fierce smell.
Go straight to Mo Wentian.
"Level 1 peak monster: Black Ice Poison Python!"
Mo Wentian's expression changed and his body quickly retreated.
But even so, Mo Wentian's body still hit a huge tail and flew backwards.
"puff!"
Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Mo Wentian didn't dare to hesitate, turned over, tapped the ground lightly, and landed on a tree.
And where Mo Wentian used to be.
A huge tail fell again.
The tail collided violently with the ground, and several large trees around it broke directly!
"What a powerful force. This Xuanbing Poison Mang is the pinnacle monster among the first-level monsters. Its combat power is comparable to the peak spirit-gathering monster!"
"I'm afraid even Lin Yu can't stop this mysterious ice poison!"
Mo Wentian took a deep breath and removed the heavy sword from his back with a clang!
"For three days, I have been fighting and walking with this heavy sword on my back. Now my body has at least doubled!"
Mo Wentian clenched his fist, and the powerful force made the void hiss.
"Orochi, I'm here!"
Mo Wentian dragged his heavy sword and ran back quickly.
In this mountain stream.
Xuan Bing Du Mang's agility and speed will not be subject to any restrictions, and Mo Wentian attacks with a heavy sword, so he will definitely be at a disadvantage in terms of agility!
"Ouch..."
Xuan Bing Du Mang roared angrily, and when he saw this human being who had intruded into his territory, he dared to raise his finger at him.
Xuan Bing Du Mang chased Mo Wentian directly.
"The epee is about fierceness and strength. To kill this little snake today, I will use my powerful sword technique!"
Mo Wentian suddenly stopped holding the heavy sword in his hand.
The heavy sword swept out from in front of his eyes, and a steady aura spread from Mo Wentian's body.
"Roar… "
Xuan Bingdu Mang's crazy roar and Mo Wentian's provocation seemed to have angered Xuan Bingdu Mang. Xuan Bingdu Mang opened his bloody mouth and rushed towards Mo Wentian.
What followed was an extremely fishy smell.
"Xuan Bing Du Mang is so smart. He first hinders me with his poisonous gas, and then attacks with his tail. In this case, I will definitely take his move!"
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed, and the heavy sword in his hand was raised high above his head!
"Powerful Sword Techniques mainly focus on strength and fierceness. The whole set of sword techniques only has two moves, one to chop and one to sweep, and there is no simple stab!"
"Since you want me to do it forcefully, then I will satisfy you!"
The aura on Mo Wentian's body became thicker and heavier. From a distance, it seemed as if Mo Wentian had turned into a mountain, towering, stable, and unshakable!
"Powerful Sword Technique - Qingtian Slash!"
"Boom..."
After the violent collision, Mo Wentian felt his arms go numb, and the black iron heavy sword in his hand almost flew out.
"Ouch..."
A mournful cry came.
Mo Wentian looked down and saw Xuan Bingdumang was knocked back several steps by the powerful force. He was three or four meters away from Mo Wentian, staring at Mo Wentian with a wary face.
"So strong!"
Mo Wentian took a deep breath.
The powerful sword technique, coupled with the weight advantage of the Dark Iron Heavy Sword, the force of the sword just now exceeded at least two thousand kilograms!
The strength of a peak spirit-gathering swordsman is only 1,500 kilograms!
In other words, the sword wielded just now has surpassed the swordsman at the peak of gathering spirits!
"Ouch..."
Xuan Bing Du Mang came to kill again, Mo Wentian stood on the spot, his powerful swordsmanship was as stable as a mountain, and the two started fighting.
A quarter of an hour later!
"Powerful swordsmanship - sweep across the world!"
"bump!"
The 1,300 kilograms of Xuan Iron Heavy Sword was like nothing in Mo Wentian's hands. The heavy sword swept out and knocked Xuan Bing Du Mang away directly.
"Ouch..."
Xuan Bing Du Mang screamed sadly and fell heavily to the ground.
"The first peak-level monster, done!"
Mo Wentian grinned and immediately walked to Xuan Bing Du Mang.
The monster is full of treasures!
Taking out the mysterious jade dagger, Mo Wentian put it away skillfully and cut off the fangs, snake skin, and demon pill...
After everything is done, half an hour has passed again!
"This is… "
Just when Mo Wentian was about to leave, drops of golden blood suddenly dripped from the corner of Du Mang's mouth.
See these drops of blood.
Mo Wentian's face was filled with joy. This was essence and blood. Essence and blood could be used to temper the body and make elixirs, but it requires a late-level monster beast or above to condense it!
"I forgot to bring the jade bottle!"
Mo Wentian shook his head slightly.
But Mo Wentian was not ready to give up the essence and blood, so he lifted Xuan Bing Du Mang up, and dripped the golden blood on Mo Wentian's body.
As the golden blood fell, the Heaven-Devouring Divine Art suddenly began to operate automatically in Mo Wentian's body.
"Buzz buzz..."
A strong suction force came from within the body.
"what happened?"
Mo Wentian was shocked. In Mo Wentian's shocked eyes, Xuan Bing Du Mang quickly dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into a mummy!
"Hiss, hiss..."
Mo Wentian took a breath of cold air, and the next moment, waves of terrifying energy rushed into Mo Wentian's body crazily.