There is a stream with green shade on both sides, and there are springs rolling at the entrance of the cave.

Under the pool and deep in the cave entrance, the tiger dragon waved its claws to wipe away the sweat that did not exist on its head.

After struggling for several hours, relying on the powerful body of mythical creatures and the natural magical power of water control, he estimated that he had dug down hundreds of meters.

"As such a deep underground, the war on the ground will never be able to involve me again."

The tiger dragon is a little proud of its own practice. The cicada larvae need to live underground for several years or even more than ten years, and will not fly to the ground to wave after their wings grow.

He felt that his approach was quite similar to that of a cicada.

Because he had a full meal before digging the hole by taking advantage of the increase in food, for the warming animals, this was enough to keep him from having to eat for several years.

In addition, he also has two ginseng with abundant spiritual energy on his body, which happened to be used during this period.

When he crawled out of the ground again, the danger must have passed, and his strength has increased greatly.

This is the best place for demons to live freely.

"No wonder male creatures like to dig holes. It turns out that it is not just a need for race reproduction, but also a need for survival."

The tiger dragon opened the clam shell he brought down, filled with his collections, which were also snacks that relieved his boredom during this period.

Now he has regarded the clam shell as a small house that can be moved, and it took him a lot of effort to move it down.

However, a loud shout that spread throughout Zhongwu Mountain rang out at this moment.

"Fengwu Demon King, you instigate your demons to harm our human race at will. Today, the monks of my Daoxin Sect come to seek justice for the dead human race. Why don't you come out and die quickly?"

The sound was shocking, and even the tiger dragon's eardrum felt a little tingling.

The tiger dragon suddenly changed his face. Such a deep underground could actually cause a stinging feeling to him.

This gave Hu Jiao a new understanding of the strength of human cultivators in this world, and at the same time he was deeply doubtful about whether his depth could be spared.

He thought about it and then thought it should be a matter of depth.

So he fucked his claws again and prepared to dig the hole deeper.

It is worth mentioning that his claws have five fingers.

This is a characteristic of a real dragon in mythology, not a dragon.

This feature also makes the tiger dragon have many guesses about its own bloodline source, which should not be as simple as the combination of tiger and dragon literally.

There are only a few words about the tiger dragon in the Shanhai Jing in the previous life.

He was born to live alone in this mountain. Except for the inheritance he occasionally got from his bloodline, he had no idea about his identity.

However, from the only scale claws now, it can be guessed that the bloodline in his body should be extraordinary. After all, how could an ordinary creature have such talented ability to dig holes?

Thinking of this, the tiger dragon became even more excited and felt that his decision to choose to live underground was correct.

This monster just needs to be stable until adulthood to become stronger, so why bother taking risks outside?

With such belief, the tiger dragon digging more and more hard.

At this time, the Zhongwu Mountain was already bloody, with about four or five thousand militias forming hundreds of teams killing on the mountain.

Whether it is birds, beasts, snakes and insects, they kill them as soon as they see them. The blood dyed the forest red, and even the river water turned red.

Not only are we killing, burning, poisoning, cutting down, all means that can destroy forests and kill creatures are used.

The animals in the forest are decreasing at an extremely fast rate.

This is just on land, and in the sky, thousands of birds like dark clouds, flew up to a high altitude and rushed towards a place.

In this place, there are hundreds of disciples of the Immortal Sect who are flying with swords.

Various types of spells, sword energy, and magic weapon attacks fell on these attacking feathers.

The birds and birds flying towards here are like moths flying into flames, all of which go without returning, falling to the earth like raindrops.

Xiu Chenzi looked at these miserable situations and looked unbearable.

"The Fengwu Demon King has been in charge of the position of the mountain god for a long time. Every grass and tree on Zhongwu Mountain can be his help. If they are not weakened, it will definitely affect the final battle. We will have no choice but to kill these beasts and birds."

A female cultivator who stood with a high-level monk such as Xiu Chenzi was watching the battle quietly noticed Xiu Chenzi's expression and comforted him.

"Senior Brother Xiu Chenzi doesn't have to worry too much. By the time the monsters on this mountain are eliminated, the creatures in Zhongwu Mountain will definitely become more prosperous."

Xiu Chenzi shook his head, "I'm just worried that the human race will be bitten by wild beasts below."

The female cultivator was stunned. She looked at the situation below. In front of the human army that formed a large scale, even jackals, tigers and leopards were slaughtered.

Except for a few people who were injured by sneak attacks by wild animals, most humans were safe and sound, while the wild beasts in the mountains were bleeding.

"There are all races in this world, except for the human race, but the rest of the races are just to experience in reincarnation to seek human body. Even if death is still the end of a lifetime."

"Only human race has achieved the blessings of today after going through hardships. It would be a pity if it died at the mouths of these animals." Xiu Chenzi explained to her with a little worried expression on his face.

The female cultivator was speechless, while the other disciples next to her were calm and composed, as if she felt that there was nothing wrong with this explanation.

"You Daoxin Sect disciples really want to be enemies of our feather clan?"

At this moment, the birds in the sky suddenly stopped attacking, and a magnificent sound spread across the entire Zhongwu Mountain like a roaring sound.

Looking along the sound, a huge human figure covered by golden light and could not see clearly appeared in the center of all birds.

Behind him, a pair of huge golden wings stretched out, extending for hundreds of meters, and there were three huge tail feathers under his wings.

Endless golden light scattered from its body, and even the light of the sun in the sky was covered up for a moment.

Under the golden light, the entire Zhongwu Mountain was dyed golden.

This scene like the god descending to earth caused all the beasts on the ground to bow their heads, and many humans immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed and repented.

All the disciples of the Daoxin Sect stared at the figure with a solemn look on their faces. In addition, the figure of the nine beast-headed human under the golden human form was also quite conspicuous.

Except for one tiger, one deer, and one wolf, the rest are bird-headed and human-born. The black-feathered monster that the tiger dragon had seen was listed.

"Do you want to use the feather tribe to intimidate me?"

When the cultivators were captured by their momentum for a momentum, Wu Chenzi stood up first, pulled out the magic sword in his hand, and stood in the air.

The air currents in the sky blew his Taoist robe and his hair danced backwards. The golden light emitted from the golden humanoid body shone on the magic sword and reflected a white light.
Chapter completed!