Chapter 121 Demon Hunting
Dahei Mountain is dark and deep, and has no idea of ??the boundaries.
The older demon hunters in Tongxian City usually divide Dahei Mountain into three parts: outer mountain, inner mountain and deep mountain.
The outer mountains of Daheishan are the area where most monster hunters hunt monsters. There are not many poisons and the miasma is relatively light. Although the mountain is dangerous, it is not very dangerous.
The monsters in the outer mountain are also mostly in the middle-grade first-grade monsters. Occasionally, there are one or two late-grade monsters in the middle-grade first-grade monsters, but they are not common.
The mountains inside Dahei Mountain are different, with extremely dangerous and extremely dangerous, with poisonous substances everywhere, strong miasma, and poisonous fog that confuses the mind.
The monsters in Uchiyama are also mainly in the late stage of the first-grade monsters, and occasionally there are even second-grade monsters.
If a cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage encounters a second-grade monster and cannot avoid it in advance, he will basically die for a lifetime. Therefore, there are not many demon hunters who can enter the inner mountain.
As for the deep mountains of Dahei Mountain, it is an absolute forbidden area, and all monks are prohibited from entering.
Mo Hua has never heard of a demon hunter who dared to enter the deep mountains of Dahei Mountain. Mo Shan also told Mo Hua that once you enter the deep mountains, you will definitely die.
Ink paintings with low realm are very self-aware.
He wouldn''t even look at the restricted area like the deep mountains.
He would not take a step forward in such a dangerous situation as Uchiyama.
Only the outer mountain, and the edge of the outer mountain, is the predetermined range of activities of ink painting.
Mo Hua and Dahu entered Dahei Mountain and stayed on the edge of the outer mountain.
The surroundings are densely forested, the mountain roads are rugged, and there is something hidden in the deep mountains, and occasionally there are gloomy and strange sounds.
There was a faint miasma in the sky, mixed with the breeze from the mountains and the unknown fishy smell, which made people uncomfortable.
Occasionally there is a faint demonic aura, remaining in the secluded corners of the mountains.
This is just the edge of the outer mountain, and the ink painting has already felt inexplicably depressed.
If this is an inner mountain or a deep mountain, ink paintings would not dare to imagine it.
"What are we going to do next?" Shuanghu asked in a low voice.
All three looked at the ink painting.
"Leave it to me." Mo Hua said.
Ink painting has been planned long ago.
He first judged the route of the monster''s action through the footprints on the ground, the rubbed hair on the tree, the blood stains on the stones, and the faint demonic aura remaining in the air.
In the place where the route must pass, a narrow crack in the mountain, the ink canvas has put a trap.
There is a wood-binding array in the trap, which can trap the first-grade mid-stage monster, but it is not long, only about ten breaths.
There are five earth fire arrays around the trap, each earth fire array is inlaid with a spirit stone.
The ink painting covered the trap with gravel, and put a few **** plants on the trap and poured blood.
The **** cordata was picked by Aunt Jiang, and the blood was left behind by the restaurant''s meat.
Everything was ready, Mo Hua and Dahu and the other two were hiding behind the rocks on one side.
"Can this work?" Xiaohu asked.
"Try it." Mo Hua held a try attitude.
He deduced this plan for a long time in his mind, and thought of traps, bloodshed, bloodshot and every detail that followed, and there should be no problem.
Hunting monsters is dangerous and there should be no negligence.
Besides, this is the first time Mo Hua has participated in hunting monsters, so Mo Hua is well prepared.
Several people were waiting behind the mountain rock.
From the beginning of the morning sun, the mist fills the sky until the sun reaches noon, and the mist dissipates. Still no trace of the monster.
"No, there will be no monsters." Xiaohu couldn''t sit still.
"Shhh," Mo Hua put his finger beside his mouth and shrewd:
"You must be careful and patient when putting traps. This is what Uncle Chu said, so you can''t be anxious."
The three of them felt it made sense and nodded.
Another hour passed, as the forest swayed, a monster showed its head.
Crimson fur, sharp teeth and claws, and mouth-watering, it is a cracked wolf demon!
The strength is about the middle grade.
It''s just right for ink painting.
The ink painting was refreshed, and the three Dahu and the other two were fully alert.
The cracked wolf demon is not easy to deal with, and they have suffered many losses.
As the cracked claws walked, they looked left and right, with fierce eyes showing a fierce look, and were extremely alert. They would occasionally rub down on the bark and occasionally lick their dark red claws. As I walked with my cracked claws, I arrived in front of the trap.
It smelled the fishy smell of **** cordata and the rotten smell of blood, and looked greedy, but was quite alert. It circled outside the trap for a few times, and finally walked in.
The trap was triggered, and the wooden **** array produced light green spiritual shackles, which bound the cracked claws to its original position.
The cracked claw struggled desperately, and after a few breaths, he would break free.
Mo Hua poked his head out from behind the rock, pointed his right hand forward, and condensed a fireball. The fireball flew straight out, drawing an arc, but did not hit the cracked claw, but exploded at the foot of the cracked claw.
"Didn''t hit?"
Dahu and the other two were shocked when they saw that the ink painting could use fireball techniques.
But the fireball technique flew out and did not hit the cracked claws as they expected, and the three of them felt a little regretful.
"No, I hit it." Mo Hua said calmly with a smile.
What he hit was not the cracked claw, but the spirit stone under the cracked claw''s feet.
The spirit stone under the feet of the cracked claw was shattered by the fireball technique, and the spiritual energy overflowed and injected into the fire array buried below.
The red light flashed in the array pattern, and after three breaths, the five earth fire arrays exploded directly.
There was a loud bang and the rocks shattered.
The people in Mo Hua were also shocked to their ears.
When the smoke dissipates, the ground is covered with gravel and scorch marks are everywhere.
The cracked wolf demon was covered in scars, half of his body had black fur, his eyes were vicious, but his aura was already weak.
Take advantage of its illness and kill it!
Mo Hua waved his hand and said, "Go!"
The three big tigers came back to their senses from the shock of the explosion of the Earth Fire Formation. When they heard Mo Hua shout "up", they immediately rushed out, forming a horn-like momentum and surrounding the cracked claws.
The ink painting is still hiding behind the mountain rocks, with only a small head exposed to watch the show.
He is not physically practicing, not good at hand-to-hand combat, nor good at melee combat, so he will not cause trouble for Dahu and the others.
The three Dahus have good talent in body refining. After being tempered by demon hunting, they also used Taoism and martial arts in a very good way.
Big Tiger uses boxing techniques, double tigers use knife techniques, and small tigers use leg techniques.
The three of them had a basis for advancing and retreating, fighting with the cracked claws. For a moment, the fist was swaying, the legs were like the wind, and the sword was full of shadows.
The fire and earth spiritual powers are intertwined, competing with the dark red demonic power of the cracked claws.
After dozens of rounds, the already seriously injured cracked claw could not hold on and was slashed in the back of the low body by a knife by the two tigers and died.
The three of them also had scars and were stained with blood, but not serious.
They stood there, quite incredible.
This cracked claw died like this?
Their demon hunting team wanted to hunt down a cracked wolf demon with a middle-level cultivation level, and had to have one or two demon hunters in the late stage of Qi refining to sit in the formation. There were five or six demon hunters in the middle stage of Qi refining to take turns to fight with monsters.
A few monks will support themselves on the periphery to prevent the cracked claw from running away.
Only after many twists and turns can the cracked claw be killed without any accidents.
Now Mo Hua put a trap, set up several formations, lost a fireball, and then cracked the claw and was seriously injured.
The three of them surrounded and suppressed a seriously injured and dying Claw, and easily took it off...
This is too easy, much simpler than they thought.
Dahu and the other two looked at Mo Hua, and they were still scared when they thought of the power of the explosion of the Earth Fire Array.
A monster in the middle-level first-grade period can even explode with such a strong body...
Unconsciously, ink painting can actually draw such a powerful formation!
The three of them looked at the ink paintings, and their eyes were a little different.
Mo Hua exposed her little head from behind the rock, looked at her broken claws, and asked, "Have you died?"
The three of them came to their senses.
Dahu nodded and said, "I''m dead!"
"Okay!" Mo Hua was so energetic that he ran out from behind the mountain rock with a jade bottle in his hand.
He is going to use the blood-drawing technique.
(This chapter ends)