After eating and resting, the four of them continued on their way.

At this time, it had been more than ten miles deep into the spirit beast forest, and there were dense trees on all sides, and ivy was crawling all over the trunks.

On the way, he encountered a group of giant rats, and the old monk introduced: "This is a bloodthirsty rat, a ten spirit beast, which generally does not take the initiative to attack people, but it is also rare for such a group to appear, and it looks like it is running for its life." ”

Then, he encountered the man-eating flower demon, the locust tree spirit, and the white-spotted civet cat, and the spiritual power did not exceed 100, among which the white-spotted civet cat with the strongest spiritual power took the initiative to attack, but was slashed by Ye Wentian in the back of the neck with a palm, and it was easily solved.

"How could there be so many spirit beasts fleeing out?" the old monk frowned, "Could it be that the spirit beasts of the inner circle came out to hunt for food?"

Ye Wentian asked: "Isn't there a ten thousand spirit beasts in the inner circle? what if the ten thousand spirit beasts come out, I still have self-knowledge." ”

The old monk glared at Ye Wentian: "Don't be crow-mouthed, if it is really those ten thousand spirit beasts that run out, I may not be able to protect you." Something was wrong this time, so I returned as soon as I was done hunting. When you meet the right spirit animal, you do it yourself, I won't help you. ”

"If you don't help, you won't help, ......you can do it yourself."

Before Ye Wentian finished speaking, the old monk suddenly shouted in a low voice: "Be careful, there is a strong aura approaching, immediately sit down and prepare for battle!" After speaking, he grabbed the little girl and jumped up to the tree.

"Maitreya, you retreat!" Ye Wentian's spiritual sense was also very keen, and a powerful aura was rapidly approaching.

There was a slight tremor on the ground, and the leaves and petals fell in clusters, and a loud bang fully revealed the terrifying weight of this spirit beast.

With a bang, the dense vine branches and leaves were torn apart by a giant palm, finally revealing the full picture of this spirit beast.

The spirit beast's whole body was covered with rough rocks, and the crevices of the rocks were covered with moss, and it was three meters tall on all fours, and its left arm was extremely thick, it was simply a huge stone pillar.

"How can it be possible that there are mountain giants here, isn't it only in the Xianwu Great Forest that there are such prehistoric spirit beasts?" the old monk on the tree exclaimed in a low voice.

"Mountain giant, I'll go, this world is really full of wonders!" Ye Wentian's heart was shocked, but his body didn't dare to relax in the slightest, just from the path that ran out behind this mountain giant, he could deduce its strength.

"What should I do? Fight or flee, is this mountain giant suitable?" Ye Wentian asked in a loud voice.

The old monk scolded: "It's a good fart, of course it's to escape! The mountain giant grows one meter tall every three hundred spiritual powers, and three meters is nine hundred spiritual powers, can you absorb the spirit ring of nine hundred spiritual powers? Bombing can't kill you! Moreover, mountain giants absolutely can't be killed, and anyone who kills mountain giants will be hunted down and killed by the mountain giants' clan, and they won't die!"

"Maitreya, run!" Ye Wentian turned his head and ran after hearing this.

Maitreya screamed and scurried to the tree.

After a few words, the mountain giant had already rushed over, and the big tree that Maitreya climbed on was just blocking the mountain giant's forward path.

"Mom, who's going to save me!" Maitreya turned pale with fright, hugged the trunk and cried.

With a stubble of his left arm, the mountain giant uprooted the tree that Maitreya had climbed.

"Maitreya!" Ye Wentian saw that Maitreya was in distress, gritted his teeth and rushed back.

There was an 'fly' in front of him, and the mountain giant roared angrily, grabbed the big tree with his left arm, and smashed it down towards Ye Wentian.

The eighth-level word trick was activated, and Ye Wentian rubbed his body and threw himself out to the right when he couldn't make a move.

The big tree slammed down, and the whole ground trembled three times, the earth splashed, and the grass and trees were destroyed, forming a large pit with a diameter of three meters.

What a great power! Ip Mantian's neck was cold, if he was hit all of a sudden, his flesh and bones would be muddy.

The moment the tree fell, Maitreya let go of his hand, was thrown out by inertia, and just fell into the kiss of a blooming man-eating flower demon.

Maitreya let out a muffled scream, and the petals suddenly closed, swallowing Maitreya whole.

"You unlucky bastard!" Ye Wentian scolded in his heart, borrowing strength on the trunk of the tree, his body was like electricity, and he rushed towards the man-eating flower. Although the spiritual power of this man-eating flower is only sixty, the liquid it secretes is extremely corrosive, and there are no bones left that can melt people in a few minutes.

For some reason, the mountain giant, who was supposed to be mild-tempered, actually launched a frenzy at this moment, grabbed the big tree, and frantically chased Ye Wentian and crashed over.

Despite their huge size, the Mountain Giants are not slow at all.

Ye Wentian rushed to the man-eating flower, his spiritual power surged, poured straight into his arm, and hit the man-eating flower with a fierce drill punch.

The cannibal let out a high-pitched chirping, and a large hole suddenly exploded in the flower's belly, and slimy liquid poured out like a waterfall.

Ye Wentian grabbed Maitreya's hand and pulled him out.

After this delay, the mountain giants have already caught up.

"Dead!" Maitreya closed his eyes in despair.

"Grass, Lao Tzu won't die in this kind of place!" Ye Wentian burst into a foul mouth, grabbed Maitreya's placket, exerted his divine strength, and threw him far away.

At this time, the giant tree that smashed down had already reached the top of Ye Wentian's head.

On the tree, the old monk raised his palm, ready to come to the rescue.

"Big brother!" Maitreya flew in the air, looking back at Ye Wentian, tears in his eyes.

Ye Wentian's spirit was unprecedentedly concentrated, his spiritual power surged, and the golden hand martial spirit appeared. The eighth-level royal word formula, the eighth-level imaginary word formula, and the eighth-level bullet word formula were launched at the same time, and the golden left hand seemed to be lightly pressed on the falling giant tree.

In the strong wind, Ye Wentian's body was like a willow leaf in the wind, floating backwards.

The giant tree fell, and the mountains shook again.

Ye Wentian floated out ten meters, and only then did he spurt out a mouthful of blood, and the flesh and blood of Jin's left hand were already blurred.

"What are you crying about, I'm not dead! I don't know if a man has tears and doesn't flick it?" Ye Wentian endured the sharp pain in his hand and shouted with his eyebrows twisted.

Maitreya touched a handful of snot and tears, and sniffed: "I, I'm in a sad place......"

Ye Wentian felt chills, and his sour goosebumps fell straight down.

The mountain giant's two attacks actually didn't kill the tiny 'fly', and the stone chips fell all over his body, and his arms waved wildly, smashing the surrounding pieces to pieces.

The old monk sighed, his raised palm slowly fell, and he looked at Ye Wentian and bowed slightly.

At this moment, a loud wolf howl came from not far away, and the rolling sound swept over the four people.

The mountain giant actually showed a look of fear, let out a low roar of uneasiness, threw down the giant tree, and ran towards the outer circle with all fours and like a mourning dog.

What kind of spirit beast can make a mountain giant with nine hundred spiritual power not even have the courage to fight!