Yang Junshan, who was speeding through the forest, suddenly stopped. The sudden loud shouting in the distance made his heart sink. The giant monkeys in the valley were in danger, and listening to the tone of the person who spoke, Most likely he is also a demon cultivator, and at least a cultivator in the true demon realm.
Yang Junshan stretched his hands flat and pressed down, his feet immediately lifted off the ground, and slowly rose up to the sky above the woods. After removing his magical power of flying, he lightly controlled the Yuanci Baoguang to minimize the fluctuation of spiritual power. At the same time, , Yang Junshan's eyes were filled with frost, and all the situations miles away fell into his eyes.
A bearded monk who was not tall but had extremely broad shoulders, extremely long arms, and a slightly hunched back was standing on a gray cloud, and below him was the valley where the giant monkey clan originally lived. Yang Junshan could even faintly see the dense air flowing in the direction of the valley, and lightning flashes from time to time.
The bearded monk had greed in his eyes. After he finished speaking, he looked towards the valley. When he found that there was no response, a trace of anger flashed across his expression. He suddenly stretched his arms forward and made a fist, and then made a weak wave downward. , in the sky where the dense air was flowing deep in the valley, two huge vitality palms suddenly formed, and then they smashed at the same time with the bearded monk's arms!
The loud noise that Yang Junshan heard before sounded again. When he looked at the bearded monk again, he saw that the moment he took action, he turned around and ran away without looking back. The dense air in the valley was affected by the giant hand of vitality. After the hammering, a ball of thunder soon began to gather. After a muffled thunder, the thunder fell towards the place where the bearded monk had been.
The bearded monk's reaction was fast enough, but when the muffled thunder exploded, the sputtering lightning still caught up with his figure.
The bearded monk's protective energy surged up, forming an air shield in front of him, but he was still trembling from the scattered lightning and looked uncomfortable.
The bearded monk's fingers were shaking and numb deep down, as if he was opening his mouth to curse deep in the valley. Unexpectedly, at this moment, a figure spread out in mid-air, and finally merged not far in front of him. In just the blink of an eye, a distance of two or three miles was covered.
Being approached without knowing it, the bearded monk's expression changed greatly, but at this time, he was numb because he had just been shocked by lightning, and he had no time to deal with this sudden crisis.
The Tiger's Seal had already been raised high, and Yang Junshan used the Tiger's Seal as a medium to hit the bearded monk on the head with a "Fantian Seal".
After all, the monk with the beard had a high level of cultivation. He managed to avoid the vital part of his head at the critical moment. His whole figure suddenly swelled outwards, and his whole body was covered with a layer of gold. At this moment, the Tiger's Seal fell and hit it. above his shoulders.
Yang Junshan heard a clear "click", and the bearded monk's left shoulder suddenly collapsed, and his whole body let out a shrill roar, and was hit to the ground by the huge force of the Tiger's Seal falling.
But before the bearded monk hit the ground, his falling body suddenly flipped strangely in mid-air, and a spear suddenly protruded from under him. The strength of the divine spear instantly stretched to more than ten feet, and it fell on the ground. Holding on a little longer, the bearded monk's falling body suddenly changed direction, and instead glided to the left at a faster speed.
And at the moment when the bearded monk forcibly moved his body in mid-air, a boulder flashing with flames suddenly fell from the mid-air, and the place where it fell was where the bearded monk had been.
Where Brother Hu may have fallen.
"Huh?"
When Yang Junshan fought with people, few people could avoid his series of attacks. Even the time he was chased by the Xuan Gang Realm monks on the ice field, that person also used his cultivation strength to forcibly break through his magical powers, not Yang Junshan could not help but be a little surprised because he avoided his magical power with such incredible ease.
At this time, a cry of joy suddenly came from the depths of the valley. Yang Junshan ignored it and took two steps again, chasing the fleeing bearded monk.
Seeing that Yang Junshan was escaping very fast and slowly closing the distance with him, the bearded monk looked hard and suddenly grabbed a handful of hair from his head and blew it, and the countless flying hairs suddenly turned into flying needles in the air. Pulling apart a strand of white thread, it flew towards Yang Junshan.
Yang Junshan instinctively realized that these hair needles were difficult to deal with. The golden aura around him surged and swept across, and these hair needles that could barely get close to him were immediately swept away.
But in just such a moment of delay, the bearded monk did two somersaults in mid-air, apparently using a kind of magical flying magic power of the demon cultivator, and this man plunged into the vast mountain mist, even if Yang Junshan used his Guanghan Spiritual Eyes and couldn't find any trace.
When Yang Junshan turned around and returned to the valley, he encountered a kind of giant monkey who came out happily. After seeing Yang Junshan, many giant monkeys came forward one after another, roaring loudly, making Yang Junshan a little big-headed, but their expressions were different. But the joy could not be concealed.
After finally appeasing the giant monkeys, Yang Junshan glanced at the group of monkeys, but only saw Basin. He knew that these giant monkeys could understand a lot of his words, so he asked: "Where is Bawu?"
The giant monkeys that were jumping up and down in excitement suddenly became quiet. Yang Junshan's heart sank and he said, "Dead?"
A group of giant monkeys shouted and waved their hands again, but Basin yelled twice. After the monkeys became quiet again, Basin made a "please follow me" gesture, and the other monkeys gave way to the passage.
At this time, Yang Junshan noticed that in just four or five years, Basin had grown from the fifth level of the monster realm when he received the inheritance of the great supernatural power demon cultivator to the third level of the spirit demon realm, with only the last step left. Able to advance to the late stage of the spirit demon realm.
In addition to Basin, there are more than ten monkeys in the monkey group who have reached the spirit demon realm, and there are even three who have reached the second level of the spirit demon realm. Yang Junshan even looks familiar. If you think about it carefully, From now on, these three monster monkeys are the five monster monkeys who were the fastest to condense the monster energy.
The growth rate of this level of cultivation was dwarfed even by Yang Junshan back then.
Yang Junshan suppressed the shock in his heart and walked towards the depths of the valley under the leadership of Basin. The place was originally filled with dense air that shimmered with thunder, but at this time, as Yang Junshan walked in, the holes slowly opened on both sides. .