Chapter 43 Ever-changing
However, within ten breaths, the battle on the west mountain side was not over yet. The cold fog raised by the mountain master had already formed a layer of frost between the warriors' hair and beards.

Perhaps it was due to the severe cold or fear, but a soldier shivered. Without hesitation, he took out three pills from his waist and swallowed them together.

The other warriors followed suit and swallowed the pills together. They were originally the most elite warriors in the tribe. After taking three snake blood pills at once, their blood and energy were like a furnace burning. They were no less powerful than Zhou Tieyi when he was trying to break through to the ninth rank, and even slightly more powerful. There was a mixture of death and fighting spirit in their eyes, as if they were crazy.

The cold frost between the eyebrows disappeared in a moment after being washed away by the red blood.

Zhou Tieyi naturally also saw this scene. His eyes fell on the witch who had also taken the snake blood pill. Why didn't the witch tell him about this?
However, with a powerful enemy at the doorstep, Zhou Tieyi naturally could not blame Wu for the reason.

The cold fog was getting thicker and thicker. Even with the shelter of the campfire, one could only barely see the surrounding scenery. Even the sounds of fighting around the tribe seemed to become farther away.

Zhou Tieyi remained calm and composed, and knew that his judgment was correct.

Through the witch's narration, Zhou Tieyi already knew that the mountain master could create thick fog within a certain range.

Therefore, he only let thirty of his most elite warriors protect the campfire pond, because thirty people could just enter the campfire pond and surround it in a circle. If there were more people, they would be attacked and killed in the cold fog, causing losses.

The cold mist raised by the Mountain Master cannot exist forever. With His ability, it can only last for about two hundred breaths.

A low roar was heard from an unknown direction.

Several ghostly figures suddenly swooped down from the thick fog above, aiming directly at the warrior's crown.

"Beast!"

In the bonfire, Zhou Tieyi transformed into a Buddha whose palm fell to the ground, and the Buddhist kingdom was born.

The Demon-Subduing Seal fell, and the campfire that was originally suppressed by the cold fog suddenly expanded.

The flames shot up into the sky, bringing with them curling white ash. Not only did they dissipate the cold fog, but the scorching sparks seemed to have spirituality, bypassing the stationed soldiers and heading straight for the eyes of the ghostly figure.

"squeak!"

Howls of pain were heard, and the mandrills wanted to use the shielding of their vision to attack and kill the soldiers, but when the sparks hit their eyes, they lost their vision instead.

Every soldier surrounding the fire pit is a veteran of many battles. In terms of their grasp of the battlefield situation, they are no less than the veterans in the military camp.

They dodged the attack by a hair's breadth by leaning sideways. Their bone knives rose and fell, reflecting brilliant sparks and landing accurately on the necks of the mandrills. The muscles in their arms coiled like dragons, and their extreme strength directly used the bone blades to cut off the heads of the mandrills one by one.

As the burning beast blood and the corpse of the mandrill with its eyes open fell into the campfire, Zhou Tieyi's vast light seemed to be about to burst out of the fire pit and suppress the surrounding cold fog.

The mountain master roared. This time, he no longer hoped to hide and launch a sneak attack. Instead, he pounced forward with his huge body, and four warriors immediately started to fight with him.

Behind the mountain master, the water spirits had red light in their eyes, trying to confuse the approaching warriors. A huge four-tusked wild boar launched an attack, and the three-tailed black panther moved left and right, avoiding the bone blades that were swinging towards it, looking for an opportunity to bite it.

The two sides drew blood with their bayonets, and the battlefield instantly became bloody.

Especially the warriors of the tribe. Even though they were slapped away by the mountain lord's tiger palm, the people beside them took on the blow fearlessly. The people who were slapped away obviously had damaged internal organs, but they still stood up again like taffy, using their own blood and energy like furnace fire to stimulate every bit of life potential, and blocked the mountain lord tightly, not allowing Him to move forward even a single step.

Zhou Tieyi transformed into a giant flaming Buddha standing behind the warrior, motionless like a mountain, with a blazing flame that divided the bonfire pond and the cold fog outside into two worlds. The mountain master became increasingly angry.

His injuries had not yet healed, and he could not get any blessing from Xishan in the tribe. Now he stepped into this strange fire pit, intending to completely destroy the bonfire.

However, an endless force pressed down on him from underground, in the air, and from all directions, making him feel that his own strength was greatly reduced, making it difficult for him to use his full strength.

The strength of the tribal warriors is still a little weak.

Zhou Tieyi forced himself to calm down during the fight and examine the current situation with absolute rationality.

As a strange beast, the mountain master’s strength should be around the seventh to sixth grade according to Daxia’s classification.

If it were in the Western Mountains, this white tiger would probably be able to display its peak sixth-grade strength before giving birth. If it were even stronger, it would be able to rule over more than four hundred miles.

But now He has entered His own Buddhist kingdom.

In this campfire, although he had no actual means to hurt the White Tiger, he was constantly suppressing his mind with the Demon Subduing Seal. Even if he had 100% of his strength, he could only exert 50%.

Fortunately, everything was as I expected.

Zhou Tieyi's gaze temporarily fell on the surroundings of the tribe. He suppressed the mountain master in the fire pit and cut off the connection between the inside and the outside.

The beasts in the West Mountain that had been summoned had regained their senses. When they saw the tragic corpses of their companions around them, out of instinctive fear, they stopped attacking the tribe and fled to both sides.

The warriors of the tribe had enough manpower and fortifications to resist the first wave and suffered almost no losses. Now that the beast tide was beginning to dissipate, they only needed to hold on for a few dozen more breaths, and at least two hundred people, led by Mu, would rush back to the campfire pond for support.

In a hundred breaths at most, the cold fog will dissipate for the most part, and the warriors will then go up the mountain to hunt. By then, the mountain master will be unable to escape even with wings!
This is the battle that I planned!

Under the suppression of the [Demon Subduing Seal], the strange beasts were killed beside the campfire. There was more fear in the angry eyes of the Mountain Lord. In this campfire, he could not kill these humans in front of him quickly, and he also lost control of the beasts.

At this time, if the tiger was smart, it should have retreated in the thick fog.

This time, the tribe only had to pay a small price to survive the beast tide. In fact, because of the secret medicine that the warriors took in advance, the process was even easier than they had expected.

"Roar!"

Not only did the white tiger not retreat as Zhou Tieyi had expected, but it let out an even more shrill tiger roar that pierced through the thick fog. Its eyes shone in the red bonfire, reflecting a terrifying glow.

Then he rushed towards the nearest soldier without fear of death, and was determined to kill the other person first, regardless of the risk of being stabbed by the blade.

Once the white tiger fights for its life, the situation immediately becomes dangerous. Together with the strange beasts around it, it is estimated that fifteen elite warriors may die on the battlefield.

Just when Zhou Tieyi didn't understand why the mountain master suddenly went crazy, a bear roar was heard. The roar was very close, and with the help of thick fog, it was at the foot of the 40-meter hill before he knew it.

Moreover, the bear didn't listen to the mountain master's command at all. When he heard the sharp tiger roar, his roar revealed greed and complacency.

(End of this chapter)