Many cultivators on the ground are only at the Qi Condensation stage. Even if they face cultivators of the same level, it will take some effort to fight. Monsters are naturally stronger than cultivators.
How could these people be able to defeat the monster? In the moment when the monster appeared, seven or eight people died and no body was left.
The other monks fled in panic, scattering in all directions.
Cuckoo.
The monster's drum-like belly made a dull sound, and then its long tongue stretched out again, this time not at the cultivator on the ground, but at an old man flying on a sword in the air.
"Hmph! A beast is a beast. It has much knowledge but little wisdom, yet it dares to provoke me." The old man snorted coldly and was about to resist when he suddenly heard a buzzing sound close to his ears.
The old man was startled, and then his expression suddenly changed.
Not far behind him, a black wind swept in from afar in the air, like a small tornado, breaking away from the ground, about ten feet high, and roaring towards the old man.
"Another monster!?" The old man looked solemn. If there was only one monster, he could still fight with it and try to kill it.
But now an unknown monster has appeared. If we keep fighting for too long, it will be very bad.
The old man immediately slapped his storage bag, and a long sword flew out without any pause, heading straight for the long tongue of the monster in the distance to cut it, while he quickly turned around and walked towards the ground.
The aerial target is obvious and can easily become the target of attack by monsters.
In mid-air, a black wind was approaching with a howling sound. Several monks on the ground had no time to escape and were sucked into the black wind. Soon, shrill screams were heard and blood splattered inside the tornado.
Those monks had no time to resist and were strangled to death.
The black wind stopped spinning, and the monks looked horrified as they discovered that inside the black wind were palm-sized monsters with green faces and fangs.
They are all black, and when they fly together, they form a black wind tornado.
As the cultivators were looking at the monster, a purple light approached rapidly from the horizon, accompanied by a strong wind. Soon, the cultivators saw that the purple tripod that had gone away before had returned.
However, it did not come back on its own initiative, but was caught by a huge monster and brought back alive.
On the ground, a young man with prominent brow bones and thin lips had a flickering look in his eyes. He hid in the woods, raised his head, and carefully examined the three monsters that had just appeared.
"There are many cultivators here, including those who have established their foundation. I may be able to snatch the treasure from this monster." He saw that except for the monster that was as big as a hill, it was also a cultivator who had reached the great perfection of Qi Condensation.
The black wind monster only had the cultivation level of the tenth level of Qi Condensation.
The monster that caught the purple cauldron has the highest cultivation level, probably at the Foundation Establishment stage.
Just as this person was looking carefully, he frowned tightly and happened to see various black shadows swaying in the lush forest. It turned out that there were more than three monsters appearing in this forest.
There are also many hiding in the mountains and forests, waiting for an opportunity to strike.
Somewhere in the forest, a middle-aged man with short hair stood with his hands behind his back. He raised his head and looked at the various monsters that appeared one after another, with joy flashing in his eyes.
"It's right to come here. The purple cauldron not only attracts cultivators, but also monsters." The middle-aged man laughed heartily. "Since the monsters that appear now are only at the early stage of foundation building at most, I'll trouble the three of you to capture them for me."
Behind the middle-aged man stood three monks.
The three men had indifferent expressions, with a look of arrogance between their brows, but when they looked at the middle-aged man, there was a hint of respect in their eyes.
"Since Master Furukawa has made a request, the three of us will naturally satisfy it."
"I hope that after this is accomplished, Master Gu He will keep his promise and refine pills for us to improve our cultivation. He should at least give us one of the Demon Soul Pills."
The short-haired middle-aged man was Gu He. He smiled slightly and said, "Please."
The three foundation-building monks looked at each other, stood up, flew on their objects, left this place, and rushed towards the many monsters that appeared here.
After the three men left, Master Gu He's eyes flickered as he murmured, "If it were just a magic weapon, it wouldn't be able to lure out so many monsters. There must be something else hidden within the purple cauldron."
In a blink of an eye, the forest became noisy and bustling, and all kinds of monsters appeared here, attracted by the purple small tripod. After the monsters appeared, they began to hunt the monks frantically.
There were many monks approaching the edge of the forest. A small team of seven monks came here, but before they could go deep into the area, more than twenty giant wolves suddenly rushed out from the hillsides in all directions and surrounded them.
"Brother, this is a gluttonous wolf."
"Fellow disciples, be careful. Although these gluttonous wolves have only reached the ninth level of Qi Condensation, they have thick skin and move like the wind. Their claws, in particular, can release electric currents. Be careful not to be careless."
Among the seven monks, there was a young woman. Although cold sweat broke out on her forehead, she forced herself to calm down and quickly explained the situation to the others.
She knew very well that one person's strength was not enough to make any progress on this Demon Island. Only by relying on the strength of unity with fellow disciples could she go further.
More than twenty gluttonous wolves looked ferocious.
Howl.
The gluttonous wolves moved together, turning into a series of afterimages, opening their bloody mouths and biting the group of monks who were surrounded by them. They really moved like the wind, and as soon as they moved, the group of monks only saw a group of afterimages.
Just when the group of monks were about to resist.
A black shadow suddenly fell from the sky, stepping on a dead tree and falling from mid-air. The dead tree exuded a terrifying aura.
As soon as this person appeared, the gluttonous wolf closest to the dead tree let out a wail, its body collapsed, turned into a wisp of white smoke, and merged into the dead tree.
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