The Journey Starts From the Fairy Tail

When he greeted Zifeng, he felt a strong wind coming.

"careful!"

He grabbed the monk and fell down because of panic. The sword in Zifeng's hand swept the monster's ejected tongue obliquely. After spitting out a mouthful of blood, he grabbed a thick vine on his wrist and swayed towards the monster's position.

The monster's tongue was cut by the fighting saber, and it let out a roar, moving quickly on the vines like shoes on the ground, and walked towards Zifeng's position.

"Swish thin!"

Zifeng threw three throwing knives, one on the scale beside the monster's eye socket, and the other two exploded the monster's eyes!

The blind snake-shaped monster let out a howl and grabbed the vine with only the last two feet. Then he got up and took a bite of Zifeng in midair.

Seeing the monster's big mouth getting closer, Zifeng retreated with the help of the vines, barely dodge the monster's attack, and stepped heavily on the monster's back with both feet.

"Die for me!"

Zifeng roared, the sword pierced the monster's head severely, and the filthy blood scattered in the air with the wind.

"boom!"

The monster's body fell off the vine, and Zifeng grabbed the passing vine, laughed wildly in the wind and used a **** combat knife!

The monster's body fell into the fog and soon fell to the ground.

The monks walking on the ground know that not only are there dangerous ruins and monsters in the clouds on the top of the first wild building, but also the sky above them. The corpses of monks and monsters fell off from time to time.

Whether it is a monk or a monster, falling from this height will be smashed into meat sauce. If it hits any unfortunate person, the scene will become more **** and painful.

Fortunately, the monks have long been accustomed to this kind of thing. Whenever something falls, someone will gather to look for it to see if they can find something valuable.

The several monks who had just climbed up looked at Zi Feng, their faces were full of consternation. It was obvious that the scene of killing the monster just now worried them.

Unlike Zifeng, they circulate around the wild buildings in the spirit market all year round. Naturally, they knew the horror of the basilisk just now. When they saw it, they always avoided it, let alone killed it with a knife.

It can be said that even king-level monks cannot do this unless a group of monks cooperate with each other and pay a certain amount of casualties.

In front of the human monk, he killed a monster alone. How strong is his true strength?

The monk at the king level is at the peak, or is the king of the law?

Even in the middle of the Xuling war zone, the king-level monks have a very high status, and the French king is enough to serve as the elder of the mainland-level castle, and has a formidable and lofty status.

Thinking of this, several monks saw that Zi Feng's eyes had changed, with a trace of vigilance in respect.

Zifeng ignored the monk, but sighed secretly in his heart. He finally understood why this place was especially suitable for monks to practice and break through.

Since being promoted to the reign of the king, Zifeng can be said to be a rare opponent, and many times he can shoot the enemy at the thought of it. The best-effort situation is really rare.

However, in the wild architecture of the spiritual market, Zifeng's strength is severely suppressed. If you want to kill the basilisk, you must do your best.

This way of mobilizing all forces to fight is obviously very helpful to the improvement of the monks' power.

The blood on the saber shook off, and Zifeng began to climb up, and soon disappeared from the monk's eyes.

"Who is this person, have you seen him?"

After seeing Zifeng disappear, a monk asked his companion.

"I haven't seen it, but I am sure it is a strong man. Which inland architectural city does it come from?"

"Impossible. There are no human monks in the three continental buildings. I think they are powerful elsewhere!"

"It's no use arguing about this. When we see him again, we'd better hide, so as not to arouse his resentment."

Several monks sat in the place where Zifeng had lived before, chatting one by one, slowly regaining their strength. Because the monster was killed by Zifeng, it is temporarily safe here. They also avoided the danger of being ambushed by monsters.

After Zifeng killed a monster, he continued to look for the next monster. Unfortunately, until he reached the second floor, he never encountered a monster as powerful as a snake again.

Zifeng's feet stepped on a bare tree root and finally set foot on a solid ground.

At this moment, behind him is an abyss, and in front of him is a mixture of various trees. Perhaps because of the nourishment of spiritual energy, the trees here have also changed. Many of them are hung with rich fruits and bright flowers.

The trees here are not very dense, and the gap between the trees is large, as if they occupy a piece of territory, and they do not interfere with each other.

In it, as if walking into a sea of ​​flowers, it makes people linger.

However, this beautiful scenery also has hidden dangers. Zifeng only glanced at it and saw clusters of bones lying in the sea of ​​flowers. As he walked forward, some fallen branches slowly approached him.

This is a land of death that swallows life. Any careless actions will leave your life here!

The monks who wander here all year round obviously know the seriousness of these plants. They will deliberately look for open places when they move forward. They will not deliberately remove those trees, because the destroyed trees will grow back soon. Even become stronger and thicker.

In this case, the monks are too lazy to waste energy and try to hide.

After reaching the second floor of the Xuling Wild Building, the monks would walk a little further until they left the long steep **** at the edge, and then set up camp in a flat place.

Like the first floor, there are many treasures and cultural relics on the second floor. The monks have been stationed here for many years, fighting monsters to increase their strength and risking their lives to find wealth. There are many such camps on the edge of the second floor. The purpose of this is to facilitate transactions between monks and to cooperate collectively when attacked by monsters.

In addition to the monks practicing treasure hunting, there are also many monks from different shops. They set up temporary stores here to buy various treasures at prices lower than the entrance store, and sell some necessities at double prices.

The monks who don't want to go back and forth can only bite their teeth and endure the exploitation of profiteers. They cherish the precious time here more than the loss of money.

Zifeng slowly walked into the camp, but did not attract much attention. Although his attire is a bit strange, there are countless monks in the Loucheng world, and no one will waste time observing the attire of others.