Chapter 22: The Misty Forest (4)

  Entering the fog forest, the light inside is extremely dim, and the outside sunlight cannot shine in at all. The visibility is very low, only about five meters around can be seen, and a little further away looks very blurry.

  Chang Sheng stopped in his tracks, turned around and said to the three of them: "Here, we can't see anything outside of our five senses, we can only rely on hearing and smell to identify things. Now, let's enter combat mode, I'll take the lead, Pang Hai you're with Duan Yun in the middle, Nie Chen will bring up the rear."

  Pang Hai and the other three nodded, and simultaneously drew out their respective Yang swords from behind their backs. Chang Sheng also drew out his own Xuan Tie giant sword as he turned around.

  "Waaaah..."

  A howling sound like wolves and dogs came from the left side of Changsheng and others, Changsheng stopped his footsteps, tilted his ears to listen, and found that this howling sound was about 50 meters away from his position, and this distance was slowly approaching.

  Chang Sheng turned his head and said in a low voice: "Prepare for battle, listen to the footsteps, it should be a two-headed spiritual beast."

  Pang Hai and the three others nodded slightly nervously, although Chang Sheng was also nervous, after all this was his first battle. As the leader of this small team, he couldn't panic first, if he panicked, even if they could eliminate the enemy, it would be accompanied by heavy losses and harm. He pulled the three of them to hide behind a giant tree.

  The sound of trampling the grassland was getting closer and closer, Changsheng's hand involuntarily tightened his grip on the giant sword, his palms were already full of sweat. He hid behind a giant tree, only revealing his eyes to observe the source of the sound.

  Four green light spots floated in from a distance, and according to the sound of trampling on the grass, Chang Sheng knew that they were the eyes of two spiritual beasts.

  When the two spiritual beasts arrived at a distance of five meters from Chang Sheng and others, they stopped their footsteps at the same time, staring fiercely at the giant tree in front of Chang Sheng and others, with their forelegs stomping on the ground, their waist arched, and low growls coming out of their mouths.

  At a distance of five meters, the two spiritual beasts on the opposite side can be clearly seen. This is a wolf-like dog-like spiritual beast that can be divided into a wolf's head, a dog's body, a wolf's front limbs, and a dog's hind limbs, which is very strange.

  After seeing the spiritual beast clearly, Duan Yun said in a low voice: "According to the records of the 'Spiritual Beast Spectrum', this spiritual beast is called Wolf Dog, which belongs to the primary level of spiritual beasts. After growing up, it can be compared with the Qi Ming period's primary cultivators. Its characteristic is that it is fast, but it is straightforward and fast. If you use obstacles to avoid it, it is easy to dodge. Its weakness is its neck, as long as the sword tip is inserted into it, it will definitely die!"

  Duan Yun's words made everyone, including Chang Sheng, feel slightly more at ease. Chang Sheng glanced at the giant tree beside him and whispered: "Nie Chen and Duan Yun will hide behind another giant tree in a moment, holding back one of the wolf dogs, while the other one will be left to me and Pang Hai."

  Two-headed spiritual beast, obviously without any patience, when feeling no danger in the air, suddenly flew towards Changsheng and others.

  "Scatter!" Chang Sheng shouted loudly, and as soon as he finished speaking, he swung his sword at one of the wolf dogs.

  Hearing Changsheng's words, Nie Chen emerged from behind the giant tree and struck at another wolf dog with his sword. Afterwards, he didn't care if he had hit it or not, and pulled Duan Yun to run towards the back of another giant tree.

  In an instant, the two wolf dogs could only separate when they landed, one pounced on Changsheng, and the other chased after Nie Chen.

  Changsheng only felt a flash of gray shadow in front of his eyes, and a pungent smell entered his nostrils. He couldn't pull back the giant sword in time, so he could only use his left arm to swing towards the source of the smell.