Asking about longevity

Daheishan is pitch black and deep, with no 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 weak. Although the mountains are dangerous, they are not extremely dangerous.

Most of the monsters in the outer mountains are in the middle stage of first-grade. Occasionally there will be one or two late-stage first-grade monsters, but they are not common.

The inner mountains of Dahei Mountain are different. They are extremely dangerous, full of poisons, miasma is strong, and there is poisonous mist that confuses the mind.

The monsters in the inner mountain are mainly late-stage first-grade monsters, and occasionally there are even second-grade monsters.

When a monk in the Qi refining stage encounters a second-grade monster, if he cannot avoid it in advance, he will basically have a narrow escape from death. Therefore, there are not many demon hunters who can enter the inner mountain.

As for the deep mountains of Daheishan, it is an absolute restricted area, and all monks are prohibited from entering.

Mo Hua had never heard of any demon hunter who dared to enter the deep mountains of Dahei Mountain. Mo Shan also told Mo Hua that once he entered the deep mountains, he would definitely die.

The low-level ink paintings are very self-aware.

He wouldn't even take a look at a restricted area like the mountains.

He would not even take a single step into a dangerous situation like Uchiyama.

Only the outer mountains, and the outermost areas of the outer mountains, are the intended range of activities for ink painting.

Mo Hua and Dahu entered Daheishan and stayed at the edge of the outer mountain.

There are dense woods all around and rugged mountain roads. I don’t know what is hidden in the deep mountains, and occasionally there are eerie and strange sounds.

There was a faint miasma in the air, mixed with the mountain breeze and an unknown fishy smell, which made people feel uncomfortable.

Occasionally, there is still a touch of evil spirit remaining in secluded mountain corners.

This is just the edge of the outer mountain, and Mo Hua already feels inexplicably depressed.

If this was an inner mountain or a deep mountain, I would never dare to imagine it in ink painting.

"What shall we do next?" Shuanghu asked softly.

All three people looked at Mo Hua.

"Leave it to me." Mo Hua said.

The ink painting has already been planned.

He first judged the path of the monster's movement out of the cave through the footprints on the ground, the scraped hair on the tree, the blood stains on the stone, and the faint ghost spirit remaining in the air.

In a narrow mountain crevice where the route must pass, the ink canvas laid a trap.

There is a wooden binding formation in the trap, which can trap mid-level first-level monsters, but not for long, only about ten breaths.

Around the trap, there are five earth fire arrays, each of which is inlaid with a spiritual stone.

The ink painting covered the trap with gravel, placed a few bloody grasses on the trap, and poured bloody water on it.

The bloody grass was collected by Aunt Jiang, and the blood was leftover from cooking demon meat in the restaurant.

When everything was ready, Mo Hua took Dahu and the other three and hid behind the rocks on one side.

"Can this work?" Xiaohu asked.

"Let's try it." Mo Hua had a trying attitude.

He had deduced this plan in his mind for a long time. He had thought of traps, bloody grass, bloody water and every detail after that. There should be no problem.

Monster hunting is dangerous and cannot be done with care.

What's more, this is Mo Hua's first time to participate in hunting monsters, so Mo Hua is very well prepared.

Several people were waiting behind the rock.

From the time the sun rises, mist fills the air, until at noon, the mountain fog dissipates. Still no sign of the monster.

"There won't be any monsters coming." Xiaohu couldn't sit still.

"Shhh," Mo Hua put his finger to his mouth and shushed:

"You must be careful and patient when setting traps. This is what Uncle Chu said. Don't rush."

The three of them thought it made sense and nodded.

After another hour, as the trees shook, a monster appeared.

With crimson fur, sharp teeth and claws, and a drooling mouth, he is a split-claw wolf monster!

The strength is probably around the middle stage of the first rank.

Just right for ink painting.

Mo Hua was refreshed, and Dahu and the other three were also on alert.

The Splitclaw Wolf Monsters are not easy to deal with, and they have suffered losses many times.

Splitclaw looked left and right as he walked, with a fierce look in his eyes and extremely vigilant. He would occasionally rub against the bark of the tree, and occasionally lick his dark red claws.

Splitclaw walked and arrived in front of the trap.

It smelled the fishy smell of bloody grass and the rancid smell of blood. It looked greedy, but it was also quite vigilant. It circled outside the trap several times and finally walked in.

The trap was triggered, and the wooden binding formation produced light green spiritual energy shackles, binding the Split Claw in place.

Splitclaw 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 missed the crackclaw, and instead exploded at the foot of the crackclaw.

"Missed?"

Dahu and the other three were surprised when they saw that Mo Hua could use the fireball technique.

However, the fireball technique flew out and did not hit the Split Claw as they expected, and the three of them felt a little regretful.

"No, it hit." Mo Hua smiled calmly.

What he hit was not Split Claw, but the spirit stone at Split Claw's feet.

The spiritual stone at Split Claw's feet was blown to pieces by the fireball technique, and the spiritual energy overflowed and poured into the fire formation buried underneath.

The array pattern flashed with red light, and after three breaths, the five earth fire arrays exploded.

There was a loud bang and the rocks shattered.

Mo Hua and others were also shocked to the point where their ears hurt.

When the smoke cleared, the ground was covered with rubble and scorch marks.

The split-claw wolf demon was covered in scars, half of its fur was scorched black, its eyes were vicious, but its aura was already weak.

Kill it while it's sick!

Mo Hua waved his hand and said, "Up!"

Dahu and the other two people recovered from the shock of the explosion of the ground fire formation. As soon as they heard Mo Hua shouting "Go", they immediately rushed out and surrounded Split Claw in a cornered manner.

Mo Hua was still hiding behind the rock, with only his little head exposed to watch the show.

He is not a physical practitioner, is not good at hand-to-hand combat, and is not good at close combat, so he will not cause trouble to Dahu and the others.

Dahu and the other three have good physical training talents. After being honed by hunting monsters, they can now use Taoism and martial arts to a good degree.

The big tiger uses boxing, the twin tigers use swords, and the little tiger uses kicks.

The three of them advanced and retreated in a well-established manner, fighting with the Split Claw. For a time, their fists were powerful, their legs were as powerful as the wind, and their swords were heavily shadowed.

The fire and earth spiritual powers are intertwined, competing with the dark red demonic power of Split Claw.

After dozens of rounds, the severely injured Split Claw could no longer hold on, and was slashed in the back by Shuanghu, killing him.

The three people also had injuries and blood stains on their bodies, but they were not serious.

They stood there, quite unbelievable.

This Crackclaw died just like that?

Their demon hunting team wants to hunt down a split-claw wolf demon with a mid-level first-level cultivation. One or two demon hunters in the late stage of Qi refining are required to sit in the formation, and five or six in the middle stage of Qi refining are required to take turns fighting the monsters.

Then a few monks will provide support on the outside to prevent the Split Claw from escaping.

In this way, after many twists and turns, the Split Claw could be killed without any accidents.

Now Mo Hua placed a trap, set up several formations, threw a fireball, and then Splitclaw was seriously injured.

The three of them surrounded and suppressed a severely wounded Crackclaw that was on the verge of death, and captured it easily...

This was too easy, much simpler than they thought.

Dahu and the other three looked at Mo Hua, feeling frightened when they thought about the power of the fire array explosion just now.

A mid-level first-grade monster with such a powerful body can explode to the point of death...

Unknowingly, Mo Hua was able to draw such a powerful formation!

The way the three of them looked at the ink paintings was a little different.

Mo Hua revealed his little head from behind the rock, glanced at Split Claw, and asked, "Have you expired?"

Only then did the three of them come to their senses.

Dahu nodded and said: "I'm done!"

"Okay!" Mo Hua perked up, holding the jade bottle in his hand, and ran out from behind the rock.

He's going to use blood draining.