Pick up the treasure bag and start cultivating immortals from the shrinking lamp.

Chapter 45: Hunting the Demonic Tiger
"The demon tiger... looks so big..."

Zhuma's expression was a little exaggerated.

"This is the Shiwan Mountains, there are many monsters and birds of prey, so it's normal to have a monster tiger here."

Xia Chen continued to hoe the ground without raising his head.

He plans to reclaim one acre of top-quality terraced fields within the next month.

Although the spiritual energy of Qingzhu Peak is not as good as those of the main peaks of Ziyun Mountain, it is far superior to the spiritual fields over in the Xuzihao shantytown.

Even stronger than several peaks of Cuiwei Mountain.

That is why it is possible to nurture a top-grade spiritual field.

"Let's go...kill the demon tiger..."

Zhuma said unclearly while sucking on a pacifier.

The Seven-Leaf Sword Grass beside it also made some inexplicable murmurs, looking excited and eager to try.

"Kill the demon tiger?"

Xia Chen placed his hands on the Zhenling hoe, frowned slightly, and looked a little moved.

Tiger bones, tiger meat, tiger blood, and tiger penis are all rare treasures, especially from a demon tiger.

But what he cared about most was the pineal gland in the demon tiger's body.

According to the book "Xiao Tian Gong" written by Computer Pencil, the more powerful the bloodline of the monster, the higher the content of "pineal gland" in its body.

Deep in the Ten Thousand Mountains, some descendants with the blood of ancient ferocious beasts practice cultivation at a speed that is no less than that of cultivators with spiritual roots.

Coupled with its long lifespan, it is inevitable that it is powerful.

"Okay! Done!"

Xia Chen thought about it again and again and decided to do it.

But he doesn't fight a battle he is not sure of winning.

He immediately went to the monitoring room, released the monitoring ball, and prepared to investigate the situation.

Soon, the red eyeball, the size of a baby's fist, passed through the soil and went down the mountain.

The high-definition real-time monitoring ball is a small prop, F-level.

Xia Chen spent nearly ten low-grade spirit stones to upgrade it to E-grade, and its activity range can cover an area of ​​100 miles around Qingzhu Peak.

As for underground fortification machines, the lowest level F is sufficient and there is no need to spend spirit stones to upgrade them.

In this season, the mountains are filled with clouds, rain and humidity.

Several clear springs converge into streams, falling down from the mountain peaks, just like broken jade and silver pieces falling from the sky. The sound is like pearls falling on a jade plate, which echoes with the chirping of birds and insects around, adding to the interesting life and has a unique charm.

The stream flows down from the mountain stream and falls into a bottomless pool with a radius of ten acres. Various fish can be vaguely seen floating on the surface.

Not far away, there was a tiger over ten feet long heading to a pond to drink water. Its fur was long and light yellow with sparse markings. Its tail was thick and long with black rings, which swayed slightly like a steel whip. Its body was streamlined as it moved, its muscles were firm and toned, and it was full of infinite power.

The hair at the corners of its mouth was blood red, obviously it had just finished hunting. It looked extremely fierce and captivating.

"This demon tiger should have the strength of a first-class upper grade, right?"

Xia Chen was surprised.

He thought it was a low-grade or medium-grade demon tiger.

The one in front of us should have strolled in from the depths of the Shiwan Mountains.

Because when the Immortal Sect was opening up the land, the more powerful monsters and birds of prey were either killed or driven into the depths of the Ten Thousand Mountains.

"It's just a first-class top grade... Just do it..."

The childhood sweetheart bit the pacifier and didn't care at all.

Ever since practicing the "Great Power Gengjin Jue", its body has become increasingly stronger, and is now no less powerful than top-grade magical weapons.

Even if all the teeth of this demon tiger were broken, it would not be possible to bite it off.

So the childhood sweetheart has no fear.

As for the Seven-Leaf Sword Grass, although its strength cannot compare to that of a top-grade first-level demon tiger, it is, after all, a sword grass, and its desire to attack is extremely strong, and it can't wait to go down the mountain now.

"Okay! Let's hunt this demon tiger!"

Since Zhuma and Qiyejiancao are willing, Xia Chen naturally has no reason to back off.

Anyway, we have the bamboo dragonfly, so we can be invincible if we attack from the air.

But some preparation is needed before hunting.

First of all, there is such a first-grade top-quality demon tiger. It is very powerful, so the battle is naturally fierce.

Xia Chen controlled the monitoring ball and checked the surrounding situation to see if there were any cultivators nearby. There were hundreds of large and small peaks in the Ziyun Mountains.

But most of the areas are covered with boulders and have little soil, or the height is not high enough to be used for planting.

Therefore, only thirty-six mountains are suitable for cultivation.

However, not every one of these thirty-six mountains has spiritual plants planted on it.

Only the ten central peaks are cultivated.

Qingzhu Peak is located slightly outside the Ziyun Mountains.

However, it's always better to be careful.

After half an incense stick of time, no trace of the cultivator was found.

Xia Chen then led his childhood sweetheart and Qiye Jiancao down the mountain.

Soon, the demon tiger was found dozing under the shade of a tree not far from the pond.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Several sharp sword energies shot out from a distance.

The demon tiger looked huge and bloated, but it was extremely agile and reacted quickly. It somersaulted away to avoid the sword attack.

"Roar……"

The demon tiger looked at the monk in the sky, a blade of grass and a bamboo pole on the ground. It was on alert and let out a roar that shook the mountains and forests, which was breathtaking and terrifying.

"on!"

In mid-air, Xia Chen, wearing a bamboo helicopter on his head, gave orders.

Without any hesitation, Zhuma took the lead and attacked first.

It leaped lightly, its body emitting a hazy golden light, drawing a golden arc in the air, and hit the demon tiger fiercely.

Zhuma has been practicing "The Great Power of Gengjin" for quite some time. Not only is his body strong, but he can also increase his own weight tenfold during combat.

This blow can easily break a huge piece of Qinggang rock into pieces.

The demon tiger roared and swung its huge and heavy paws, with the tips of its claws piercing out from its toes, emitting a sinister light.

When the two blows collided, Zhuma was knocked flying in an instant. One can imagine how powerful this palm was.

Zhuma stood up from a pile of gray fallen leaves, still full of fighting spirit. It can be seen that the previous impact was nothing to it.

On the other side, the Seven-Leaf Sword Grass relied on its well-developed root system to move around, constantly emitting sharp sword energy.

Xia Chen was not idle in mid-air either. He took out a long sword and silently chanted a spell. The sword was unsheathed, flew into the air and circled, and then stabbed down with a sword. The sword energy was deep, like a white rainbow piercing the sun, shooting towards the demon tiger below.

Even though the demon tiger was very agile, it could not withstand this saturation attack.

He was hit by several sword energies from the Seven-Leaf Sword Grass.

However, the yellow and black stripes on its body actually emitted a hazy black light, and it was not afraid of these "sword energies" at all.

The middle-grade magic sword stabbed the demon tiger, but it also felt soft and powerless.

When he took back the magic sword, he found that there was only a trace of blood on the tip of the sword.

"Wow, it's worthy of being a first-class demon tiger. Its defensive ability is simply terrifying!"

Xia Chen was somewhat shocked.

"Roar!"

The demon tiger was stabbed with a sword, which obviously aroused its ferocity. The "王" stripe between its eyebrows immediately seemed to come alive, twisting and squirming like an open vertical eye.

Xia Chen felt as if he was locked up by something terrible, and his heart was pounding.

He immediately patted the yellow robe on his body, and clouds of smoke spread out.

It was the top-grade robe obtained from Zhou Hai.

This is his final defensive trump card, which can withstand the full force attack of a cultivator in the late Qi Refining stage.

A vertical eye opened on the demon tiger's forehead, shining with black light, and rushed out like a black streak, making a clanging sound and filled with murderous aura.

"No, this is not an ordinary demon tiger. It must have the blood of an ancient ferocious beast flowing in its body!"

Xia Chen was horrified. He didn't expect to encounter an ancient species.

In this case, even the best quality robes may not be able to withstand it.

At this critical moment, Zhuma stepped forward!

(End of this chapter)