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When he opened his eyes, Wang Yi's dark eyes shone with a warm luster, as if they were not a pair of eyes but two priceless gems. Sweeping his eyes and inspecting the surroundings, Wang Yi frowned slightly.

I saw that his long sleeves waved, and the wind dispersed, blocking the rancid smell that came to his nose, of course, although the surrounding environment was a little unsatisfactory at this moment, Wang Yi's mood was still good, after all, he had just gotten a lot of gains, not to mention anything else, just say that his injuries have improved, that is a full joy.

The joy in his heart came spontaneously, and Wang Yi no longer paid attention to the surrounding environment, and disappeared in place with a streamer, without half a point of mud and water. But this is also normal, after all, his basic purpose has not only been achieved, but also slightly exceeded, so he is not satisfied, not to mention that he has stayed here long enough, it is time to go outside for a walk, after all, there are still a lot of good things in this secret realm.

Going down the river, Wang Yi's figure was erratic and he landed silently.

Feeling his own state, Wang Yi Gujing Wubo's face had a trace of imperceptible satisfaction, although Wang Yi knew that the hidden dangers in his body had not been completely removed, but as long as he found a way, then everything was no longer a problem, and the rest was just a water mill.

There is even an even crazier idea in Wang Yi's heart, after tasting the benefits of pure vitality power, Wang Yi is thinking about more than just removing his own hidden dangers, he is thinking that if he can absorb enough vitality power, maybe he can condense the real perfect golden muscle and jade bone.

Wang Yi's idea is not to say that it is whimsical, but if it really wants to be realized, the vitality that needs to be devoured is definitely an astronomical amount, maybe it is possible to swallow most of the green dragon, after all, it is not so easy to walk against the sky, and the reason why real people monks can easily condense the golden muscle and jade bone is because when they break through the real human realm, they have the power of heaven and earth to help them condense. Of course, this is a bit far, after all, although the green dragon in the dark space is not a real dragon, it is not something that the current Wang Yi can covet.

Suppressing the slightly crazy thoughts in his heart, Wang Yi looked ahead, a chilling light flashed in his eyes, he was silent for so many days, he believed that the monks had collected most of the resources in the secret realm, and now was the time for him to reap the harvest.

Sniffing, his body was like electricity, and he rushed into a dense forest on the shore, and Wang Yi began his harvest journey.

And the fact is just as Wang Yi expected, after a period of exploration and collection, a large amount of resources in the secret territory have all flowed into the monks' storage bags, and the rest are either hidden places, which are difficult to find for a while, or the environment is harsh, and there are powerful demon beasts to take care of them, so they can't be easily obtained.

All the monks in the current secret space are roughly divided into two kinds, one is a weaker existence, and their choice is to find a hidden place to hide with their own gains, and quietly wait for the relative opening of the secret space.

Of course, this choice of theirs puts them in a very passive position, and if they want to survive, they may have to fight for that illusory luck, but this is also a half-point thing, who makes them weak? And this is the sorrow of the weak.

As for the other kind of people, they made the same choice as Wang Yi, they chose to become hunters, and the target was not only those demon beasts and treasures, but also those weak monks who were hidden, after all, compared to the first two, these monks seemed to be easier to deal with, and the harvest was more secure.

Whew, a gust of wind blew, and a pungent smell of blood began to spread in the dense forest, and I saw five corpses lying horizontally under a small hillside, four of these five corpses belonged to human monks, a total of three men and two women, and the other corpse was a mountain bear that was more than a foot high.

The mountain bear is a kind of earth demon beast, its temperament is brutal, its strength is strong, once it is an adult, most of them have a big demon cultivation, and the best of them is the mountain bear king can even be comparable to the fake Dan monk among the human monks, although the mountain bear lying on the ground is not the only mountain bear king, but the strength should not be underestimated, judging from the momentum that has not completely dissipated on its body, it is at least a middle-level demon in front of it, which is comparable to the true yuan period of human monks, and this is still estimated at a low level.

Of course, it doesn't make much sense to say these now, after all, this mountain bear is already dead and can't die anymore, only to see its body scaly wounds, and its whole body has been stained with blood, which shows that it must have experienced a hard battle in front of it, and three of the corpses of the four human monks are in a more tragic situation than the mountain bear's, they are either missing arms and legs, or their heads are directly smashed, and even a complete body is not left, and the tyranny of the mountain bear can be seen from this.

The only thing that made people strange was the fourth corpse, unlike the first three, the fourth corpse was intact, there was no damage around the body, only a penetrating wound on the chest, which was not at all like a mountain bear but like a sword wound.

"Haha. ”

Suddenly, a hearty laughter came out of the hole under the hillside, echoing throughout the dense forest, and with this hearty laughter, a short man in a yellow shirt walked out of the cave, and in his right hand was holding a one-foot-long withered yellow branch. The short man's smile was unusually bright, in stark contrast to the tragic scene at the entrance of the cave.

Looking at the withered yellow branch in his hand, and then at the four companions who had fallen to the ground, the short man muttered to himself:

"Sure enough, it's still me Zhang Mingming's immortal fortune, I got Diyuanmu casually, you people deserve to be my stepping stones, hehe. ”

Speaking of this, the short man seemed to think of the wonder, and couldn't help but feel proud in his heart, and laughed to himself, but what he didn't know was that in a dark place, a pair of cold eyes were looking at him coldly.

The eyes are clear, the ancient well is waveless, without the slightest emotion, and looking at the short man's gaze is like looking at a dead man.

Wow, the sword flashed, and the thunder roared.

As the thunderous sound slowly dissipated, the smile on the short man's face suddenly froze, and he lowered his head with great effort, looking at the wound on his chest that had not yet flowed blood, and the short man fell to the ground with a bang.

Before his consciousness could completely dissipate, the short man seemed to see a hand, a slender hand, a hand that had snatched away the earth in his hand.