Chapter 37: A Peculiar Phenomenon
"Of course, either way, it's not a good thing for us. Qiao Yang said calmly.
Qi Jun's face changed, "Then Brother Xu, what should I do, he has been exploring the way ahead, if there is any accident, there is no chance of rescue." β
"With his speed, I'm afraid he is already more than ten miles away, and whether he can come back or not depends on his fate. If we really encounter the three possibilities mentioned by Qiao Yang, then even if we are by his side, it is nothing more than a few more casualties. Guan Xiaoyu said indifferently.
It seems that what Xu Mo encountered at this time really has nothing to do with him, let him save Xu Mo, think about it, you know that it is a thousand difficulties, but if it is replaced by Qin'er, he may not be like this, thinking, looking at Qin'er's bumpy figure, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva fiercely.
After listening to everyone's words, although he was a little angry, he still chose to forbear.
And Qin'er on the side, the corners of her mouth hooked up a smile, only she knew that everything at this time could not be a lack of water, a high-level brute beast, or a mysterious powerhouse, only one point, that is, all this was caused by Xu Mo, from his departure to the present, in just one hour, they had already swept away the brute beasts about ten miles ahead. And among them, there are many medium brute beasts, and even those who are about to surpass the level of medium brute beasts, which is enough to show that his combat power is far more powerful than the six meridians he has shown.
"Long haters guns. β
On a clearing fifteen miles away, a Daoji Mirror Medium Brute Beast was fighting with Xu Mo, Xu Mo at this time had a solemn expression, this medium brute beast in front of him, Xu Mo seriously underestimated its excellent strength.
The fine iron spear in his hand, because of the long battle, was covered with a layer of dark scarlet blood stains, and the snow-bright spear head shimmered in the sunlight.
The long hatred of the spear, in the continuous surge, the fine iron spear in the reinforcement of the potential, suddenly produced a different change, the killing momentum of the soldier, the surrounding ten meters or so of the place is turned into a killing purgatory, the killing gas, like the substance, kept surging, countless thumb-sized stones floated from the ground, with the wave of the fine iron spear in Xu Mo's hand, they exploded, turned into powder, three feet long red spear, from the tip of the fine iron spear emerged, the sharp spear slowly tore the space at the tip of the spear, the cold space in the depths, some scattered black points of light looming insideγ
At a distance of one meter around the shattered space, the force of heaven and earth floated, and they all went towards the spatial crack, as if they were pulled and absorbed by something and could not take care of themselves.
The Wind Hunting Leopard, a medium-high brute beast, has the power of one claw with eighty horsepower, and its qi and blood are far superior to those of the Daoji Mirror Small Perfection Human Cultivator, coupled with its extremely fast speed, the sharp claws are like swords, and the explosion that tears through the air when the claws are waved is struck towards Xu Mo.
For Xu Mo in the past, a brute beast of this level could only be used with a bow and arrow from a distance to forcibly attack and kill him while he was unprepared, and it was even possible to use the Chiyou God Statue in the depths of his spiritual will.
But after his spiritual will broke through and comprehended the killing momentum, this brute beast, although it was still tricky, finally had the possibility of killing it.
"Thorn. β
The screeching sound of an iron delivery made Xu Mo's ears suffer a major trauma.
The three-foot spears derived from the Leopard's claws collided with each other, making a sound of gold and iron, and in the daylight, a few sparks burst out from the point of contact where the iron intersected.
Then the four sharp claws of the hunting leopard collapsed from it, turning into a little debris, and the front paws were pierced in an instant. Xu Mo's spear continued unabated, piercing through its huge head and ruthlessly blocking the last wail.
Looking at the Cheeter leopard in front of him, Xu Mo nodded, although he wasted a lot of effort this time. But after all, I got a good blood food.
The qi and blood dyed from the hair of this brute beast were only a lot more than those of the Terran Dao Ji Mirror Xiao Perfection, and there were even signs that it was about to surpass the ranks of medium brute beasts.
In addition, judging from the fact that the brute beast has a larger and stronger body than the human race, no one can say what its qi and blood content is, and it may be even larger than what Xu Mo observed.
Xu Mo made a rough calculation, ten such brute beasts should be enough for him to break through the eighth divine vein, the seventh divine vein, after Xu Mo just left the team, he found a place to break through, and it only took a quarter of an hour to successfully open up the divine vein, attracting the vein overture.
The qi and blood of the ten Cheeter Leopards are enough for ordinary people like Qijun to open ten meridians. For Xu Mo, it was just one, although Xu Mo also knew that his strength could not be calculated according to the standards set by the world of Yanhuang Continent, but such a big gap still made people feel shocked.
The deeper the cultivation of the soldier's character, the higher the demand for qi and blood, with the continuous penetration of the human body's meridians, the amount of qi and blood continues to grow, the same qi and blood can penetrate the first divine vein, but it cannot penetrate the eighth divine vein.
The reason why Uncle Blacksmith didn't go to practice the art of war was because he needed to start all over again to practice this exercise, and it was impossible for the blacksmith's body and his own psychology to allow him to do it again, and secondly, if he didn't have a strange object like the blood of the condensed beast like Xu Mo, there would be no source that could provide a steady stream of qi and blood. There is no endless source of qi and blood, which proves that in the practice of fighting words, it is far from being able to do the strong support of strong qi and blood.
Every time he uses the killing power in the soldier's decision, he will unconsciously go further and further on the road of killing, his qi and blood, as well as his spiritual will, will unconsciously engrave a sense of killing, just like the statue of Chiyou God in the spiritual will, a disc-shaped object appears on his right hand, and every time he absorbs qi and blood and uses the killing power, it will be more and more condensed.
And this more condensed disc-shaped object, because of his appearance, the blood of the condensed beast fell into silence, as if it was restricted by something, and it did not appear. It's just that he silently filtered the brute beast qi and blood absorbed by Xu Mo as before, and then fed the filtered qi and blood back into Xu Mo's body.
In addition to this action, it was as if it had disappeared and was no longer appearing, which also made Xu Mo really wonder for a while, since the last time he bent the bow and shot the eagle, the figure of Chi You appeared in his spiritual will. He stopped all contact with the outside world and wrapped himself like a cicada chrysalis.