Chapter 432: Rank 3 Monster

tered any other cultivators yet.……Night time passes quickly.Lin Feng opened his eyes from his cultivation and let out a mouthful of turbid air.After breaking through the Golden Core stage, it was not...In the midst of a vast, ancient forest,

Nearly 10,000 square meters of land have been levelled.

The scene was chaotic, blood splattered everywhere, a complete mess.

"Bang"

"Boom"

In the very center of that region

Just then, several warriors from the Xia kingdom were desperately attacking a ferocious spotted tiger.

More than a dozen martial artists from the Great Xia realm ranged in cultivation from the Xiantian stage to the Martial Soul stage.

The white tiger is majestic and powerful, with a body length of seven to eight meters.

Upon a skull shaped like a bathtub, a blood-red king character was inscribed. Its gaping maw, half a meter long, revealed rows of razor-sharp teeth. The stench that wafted over sent chills down the spines of the dozen or so warriors.

This is a complete game of cat and mouse.

A dozen or so martial artists stood before the tiger, looking like little chicks.

Even the strongest soul master wielding a blade, striking a ferocious tiger, would find it difficult to leave a mark, let alone injure a white tiger.

"What on earth is this thing Why has no one ever mentioned such a terrifying monster in the West Sea Secret Realm before"

"What are we going to do If this continues, we're doomed."

"Just now, more than twenty of us attacked it, but none of us were a match for it. Now we're finished."

Several dozen Xia martial artists attacked with all their might while fearfully conferring strategies amidst the chaos.

It's even more disgusting than eating a mouthful of **.

I thought that by rushing into the secret realm of the West Sea, there would be countless opportunities for inheritance waiting for them.

I didn't expect to meet such a terrifying monster as soon as I came in.

It's not fun at all.

"Snap"

As people were talking,

The tiger fiercely bit off another cultivator's head.

As crunchy as gnawing on a bone, munch munch munch, the body was devoured in three or two bites.

Upon seeing this scene,

The remaining dozen or so Xia martial artists were terrified, their hearts pounding in their chests, their legs trembling.

Two people wanted to take the opportunity to escape.

After retreating just two meters, he was caught up by the tiger and his body was bitten in half.

There's no way.

They can only grit their teeth and fight with all their might.

And at this moment,

Outside the battlefield.

Several warriors from the Cosmos Nation were coldly watching the scene before them.

It's not someone else at the head.

It is precisely the strong practitioners of the illusory realm, Pukharinpo.

After they came in from outside, these people dispersed.

However, relying on their unique communication signals, they quickly gathered together. After some exploration, they had a general understanding of the current situation in the Western Sea Secret Realm.

To sum it up in one word: "turbulent".

Although there were monsters in the Xī Hǎi Secret Realm before, there were few of them, and these monsters all hid in dangerous places. It was rare for them to encounter cultivators.

but now it is everywhere

And,

Besides demons and beasts,

The spiritual energy within the secret realm of the West Sea has increased by nearly tenfold, giving rise to all sorts of spirit herbs and spiritual grasses.

As the saying goes,

Danger and opportunity coexist.

The current Xihai Secret Realm is truly the world of true masters.

Those weaklings want to come in and try their luck, they are completely asking for trouble.

"Sir Park, should we go up and help Given the current situation, their complete annihilation is only a matter of time."

At this time, a servant whispered.

"What's it to me what happens to these Xia people Besides, they were acting so arrogant outside earlier, taking advantage of Lin Feng's protection."

Puk Rinpo was clearly still upset about losing face in front of Lam Feng, so his tone was very sour.

After a pause.

He continued slowly:

"Along the way, whenever a spirit medicine was needed, a monster would be tasked with guarding it, and the stronger the monster, the more precious the spirit medicine. This dazzling tiger has reached the third rank, so the spirit medicine it guards should be quite good."

"Let this beast devour these dozen or so Xia martial artists, and then we'll go up and kill it before searching the surroundings."

"This time the West Sea Secret Realm is the last opening, there must be a lot of good things."

As Park In-bo spoke, a gleam flickered in his eyes.

"Park is wise"

"Park is wise"

Several attendants, upon hearing this, all laughed flatteringly.

"Swishing swishing swishing~"

At this time, many more figures appeared nearby.

All of them were cultivators from all over the world who came from Central Asia. They were attracted here by the sounds of fighting.

When they saw the scene before them, their pupils involuntarily constricted, and their expressions became slightly solemn.

What a big, ferocious tiger!

This ferocious tiger, even a normal martial saint wouldn't necessarily be able to handle it. It's probably only a Martial God who could deal with it.

"My Lord Bishop, it's the people of Dashang under attack. Should we help"

A Catholic priest spoke in a low voice.

Upon hearing this.

The Red Bishop glanced around, finally settling his gaze on Park In-bo.

There were quite a few people present.

Even Martial Gods have several

But only Purenbo was a master of the illusory realm.

Looking at Pak Rinpoche's gleeful expression, anyone who steps forward to help now is likely to offend him.

Upon thinking this, the cardinal in red shook his head slightly.

"We don't have much to do with the people of Daxia. Our priority is to find the Pope. We shouldn't worry about other things, lest we create more problems."

Okay

The cleric nodded respectfully.

Then he looked at the dozen or so Xia martial artists in the field with a look of pity on his face.

This group of martial artists from the Xia Dynasty is really too weak.

Following Lin Feng's first batch, what else can be done

They are just cannon fodder.

in the corner.

The Peninsula's strongest man, Kim Myung, was also watching the scene intently with his daughter, Kim Xiao Ya.

It can be seen that,

The father and daughter were both cautious in nature, hiding in the shadows and observing their surroundings, waiting for the opportune moment to strike.

"It's another father of the Daxia people. Should we go up to help After all, Lin Feng helped us before."

Jin Xiaoya asked in a low voice.

Jin Ming hesitated upon hearing this.

If he were only with his daughter, he would definitely act without hesitation. With his skill level, dealing with a third-order monster wouldn't be a problem at all.

But now there are so many people watching.

Once he makes a move, it will inevitably draw everyone's attention. It will be impossible for him to keep a low profile afterwards.

"Perhaps it's best to lay low for now. The West Sea Secret Realm is in flux, and no one knows what will happen next. We must remain discreet if we want to survive this."

"Besides, even if ten or so ordinary Daxiang martial artists died, they would just die."

Jin Ming responded in a low voice.

Hearing her father's words,

Jin Xiaoya sighed in her heart, and Lin Feng's face involuntarily appeared in her mind.

During this time,

She always thinks of Lam Fung.

Every time she thinks about her mother once asked Lin Feng for help using herself as a condition, and Lin Feng's disdainful expression, her heart aches.

At this very moment,

There were ten or so large summer martial artists in the field,

Only eight are still struggling.

Five Wuhun Realm, three late stage Zongshi

Eight people found the warriors from various countries lurking in the shadows around them. A glimmer of hope rekindled on their desperate faces.

"Please, for the sake of being human, help me."

If all of you can help each other, we will be deeply grateful.

Eight people cried out for help.

But all around was deathly silence.

No one was willing to respond, let alone help.

Seeing this scene,

The gleam in their eight eyes gradually dimmed.

Also right

The weak have no diplomacy.

In this place,

They place their hopes for life on others, expecting someone else to help them. It's undoubtedly ridiculous.

"Several brothers, I will do my best to hold this beast back later, you can run as far as you can."

Remember, living is more important than anything else.

A middle-aged man spoke in a low voice.

His name is Wang Fugui.

Of the eight, he was the only one who had reached the peak of his martial soul.

It was precisely because he directly withstood the tiger's attack that everyone could persevere until now.

But at this moment, his situation was extremely dire. His clothes were stained crimson with blood, and his abdomen was ripped open by tiger claws, leaving several gaping wounds that were horrifying to behold.

"Brother Fugui, none of us are cowards who fear death."

"Let's fight together, even if we run away. At worst, in eighteen years, we'll be heroes again."

"Haha, to be honest, before we were outside. If it wasn't for Lord Lin saving us, I estimate that we would have been killed by the little Japanese. What is there to be afraid of"

Another seven martial artists burst into laughter.

But the trembling body was a testament to the fear in their hearts.

Aren't they afraid

afraid

Very afraid

Facing life and death, who can be fearless

But there are many things in this world that are more precious than life, and these things are called faith.

They are the descendants of warriors who went on expeditions during the Great Xia Dynasty. Their ancestors all died in this land, and now it is their turn. How could they abandon their comrades and flee

As several people chatted,

The ferocious tiger also noticed the growing crowd around it.

"Roar roar roar~"

The tiger's roar shook the mountains and forests.

It sensed danger, a growing anxiety, and its attacks became increasingly fierce.

He casually swatted them away, sending all eight martial artists flying. Along the way, he probably snapped countless ancient trees in half.

Just as the ferocious tiger leaped forward, ready to kill all eight of them.

Suddenly, a sword light flew in from the sky.

"Pfft"

The ferocious tiger's massive body froze in place, its huge head crashing to the ground with a deafening thud. It was clear that he didn't have much time left.What's most crucial is,This elderly person is obviously a native of Dazhong."What does it mean to 'rule for the people of Daxia'"Lin Feng asked."Low-le...