The Soul Fixing Needle pierced through the dirt and directly pierced the Jedi Sand Scorpion's brain. At the moment when the Soul Fixing Needle entered, the killing intent bloomed in the sand scorpion's brain, and it quickly destroyed the sand scorpion's consciousness.

Losing control of its brain, the sand scorpion's body began to twitch, and it struggled several times to reach out of the ground, but at this moment it could no longer dominate its heavy body, and finally fell under the ground, motionless.

Although Wang Zhan was on the tree, through the perception of spiritual power, he also sensed that the fluctuations emanating from the Jedi Sand Scorpion's body were getting weaker and weaker, and his heart trembled slightly. Although he knew that the power of this soul fixing needle was on par with the third-grade spiritual technique, he didn't expect that due to the particularity of the spiritual power, the power of the wind piercing piercing was so powerful that he could easily strangle a first-grade mid-level demonic beast in between breaths. Although Wang Zhan is sure to defeat it directly, it will definitely not be as easy as it is now.

Fortunately, the spiritual power killed the enemy invisibly, so it did not alarm other demonic beasts. Wang Zhan stayed on the tree for a while, and when he saw that no demonic beasts were coming, he flew down. Wang Zhan, who was only concerned about the road, was now hungry.

Although the Jedi Sand Scorpion's shell is strong, the flesh inside is particularly delicate. So Wang Zhan tasted very appetizing. Like this kind of demonic beast, under normal circumstances, the spiritual power is the same as that of humans, it exists in the flesh and blood, and only a very small amount of demonic beast spiritual power is stored in the inner dan. Therefore, when eating the meat of the demonic beast, a part of the spiritual power also entered the body, although it was not as good as the absorbed Xuan Fu Hua and the Broken Bone Grass, but it was really much faster than his own cultivation.

Looking at the monster meat that can only be eaten during the festival and the New Year, Wang Zhan was not polite at all, and after cooking it on the fire, he began to eat it in a big gulp. And with every bite of his stomach, Wang Zhan could feel the spiritual power spreading along his stomach to his limbs, nourishing his meridians and filling his qi, blood and muscles.

By the time Wang Zhan finished eating, the sky had already darkened. And now, there is another problem in front of him. That's where you should sleep at night.

It is different from the spacious and warm Qin Mansion. Demonic beasts are rampant in the 100,000 mountains, and they are fine during the day, but there are only some larger demonic beasts that they face. But at night it's different.

In the middle of the night, predators in the dark begin to come out to feed, each of them is a first-class stalker, the best shadow assassin.

For the sake of safety, Wang Zhan decided to spend his evening time cultivating, and cultivation was originally a process of recuperation. To a certain extent, it can reduce physical fatigue.

After making a decision, Wang Zhan quickly found a big tree, sat down cross-legged on one of its branches, and began to swallow the spiritual power in the 100,000 mountains. Although the environment is not very comfortable, the abundance of spiritual power in these 100,000 mountains is not at all comparable to the back mountain where he is located.

Feeling the rich spiritual power shuttling through his muscle meridians, Wang Zhan was pleasantly surprised to find that his body was also changing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it was only a matter of time before he broke through the middle of the fifth layer.

I practiced for about four hours. Wang Zhan was also a little relieved in his heart, it was already the second half of the night, and it wouldn't be long before the sun would rise, and those nocturnal demonic beasts would also hide again because they had nothing to hide.

"It seems that the first night of the 100,000 mountains was relatively smooth. Wang Zhan exhaled lightly and said softly.

But at this moment, Xuanyuan Hao, who had been silent for a long time, spoke: "What, this is starting to relax? This forest is not as quiet as it seems!"

Hearing Xuanyuan Hao's sudden words, how could Wang Zhan not understand what he meant. So he began to calm down, and used his spiritual power to spy around, but what he didn't expect was that no matter how he scanned it, there were not even snakes, insects, rats and ants around him, let alone more powerful demonic beasts.

The scanning was fruitless, and Wang Zhan slowly collected his spiritual power. Continuing to open up the realm of spiritual power is still a bit difficult for him now.

And at this moment, a slight cry suddenly appeared in this quiet night. The owner of the cry also seemed to realize his gaffe and hurriedly silenced him, but it was too late.

Wang Zhan's spiritual power had firmly locked him, and it turned out to be just a first-grade demonic beast. And the next moment, it was already above it.

Tiangang fist!

With a punch, the harsh wind emanated from Wang Zhan's fist, adding a touch of murderous aura to the quiet forest. This punch, even if it is a spiritual cultivation of the fifth layer of quenching the body, has to be dealt with carefully.

But to Wang Zhan's surprise, the demonic beast didn't seem to know that Wang Zhan was attacking him, and didn't dodge in any way.

"It turned out to be an iron Hanhan, and if you want to sneak attack me, you are unlucky. Wang Zhan thought in his heart.

When Tiangang punched the demonic beast, the pain that came from his hand made Wang Zhan understand why it wasn't ready to dodge, it turned out that it didn't take this punch in its eyes at all.

Wang Zhan immediately retreated the moment the pain came, opening a safe distance from this demonic beast. Although he didn't have any expression on his face, he was shocked in his heart: although his Tiangang Fist was only a first-class spiritual skill, he had also cultivated to the fullest, not to mention that now he was already pregnant with a spirit seed and was able to use a trace of spiritual power, even if he couldn't defeat it, he couldn't be so immovable. Not only that, this demonic beast is obviously less than 100 meters away, why can't his spiritual power detect its existence?

With two big question marks in his heart, Wang Zhan had to re-examine the monster in front of him. The strange thing is that this monster does not seem to be ready to attack Wang Zhan, a pair of big eyes flashing golden light in the dark night, in this surprisingly quiet night, it looks particularly weird.

Wang Zhan's spiritual power probed out again, and once again confirmed the identity of this demonic beast: the Nether Lion. After looking at it repeatedly, except for the fact that the color of this ghost lion was a little reddish, Wang Zhan felt that he hadn't looked away 100%.

Looking at the guy in front of him who is about the same age as him, he should still be in the growth period, so the realm is only a low-level first-grade, according to the records of relevant books, some adult Nether Lions can even reach the level of the second-grade high-level, and even be able to face the strong people in the late stage.

However, this little Nether Lion is not as murderous as the demonic beasts he usually encounters. This made Wang Zhan gradually let down his guard, looking at this little ghost lion, Wang Zhan couldn't help but ask: "What's the matter, is the little thing, is it lost?"

was originally a casual question, but the next scene shocked Wang Zhan. The ghost lion seemed to understand what Wang Zhan said, and began to nod.

"Damn, what's the situation, it's obviously a low-level demonic beast, why can you understand what I say. Even the Heavenly Demon Leopard that was killed last time didn't have such a creation, and it was still a Heavenly Demon Leopard who had cultivated its natal spirit technique. Wang Zhan muttered, and then thought that compared to himself, Brother Xuanyuan's knowledge was broader, so he asked. "Brother Xuanyuan, what is the situation with this Nether Lion, it seems that he has already given birth to a trace of wisdom. ”

Listening to Wang Zhan's question, Xuanyuan Hao, who was among the jade pendants, also fell silent. It's not a great thing for a demonic beast to give birth to spiritual intelligence, it can be said that he has seen a lot, but almost all of the ones he saw are giants who can move mountains with one thought and go to the sea with one thought, no matter where they are placed, they are all admired by thousands of people, but this stupid little guy in front of him only has the strength of a mid-grade grade, and he really can't get along with the giants.

"There is no doubt that this monster should be a Nether Lion, but I don't know why it gave birth to a spiritual intelligence. I guess there was something we didn't know about. Xuanyuan Hao said lightly. There are many wonders in this world, and maybe this Nether Lion has accidentally eaten some elixir with the power of creation somewhere.

Wang Zhan nodded, this statement may be the only explanation.

Seeing that this little ghost lion had no killing intent, Wang Zhan jumped on the branch again and began to cultivate. Although this Nether Lion looks harmless to humans and animals, it is a magical beast after all. Therefore, Wang Zhan still kept an eye on it, and quietly separated a wisp of spiritual power to observe its movements.

I saw that the Nether Lion gradually approached him, and then began to sleep under the tree where Wang Zhan was. The corners of Wang Zhan's mouth twitched,

"Big brother, are you relying on me......"

In this way, when he knew that Wang Zhan's cultivation was completed, the Nether Lion got up. He yawned lazily and began to look at Wang Zhan on the tree, as if waiting for him to come down.

Because he wanted to improve his realm as soon as possible, Wang Zhan didn't care so much, since this Nether Lion had no intention of attacking, then Wang Zhan let it follow him. Originally, Wang Zhan still thought that like yesterday, while looking for spirit grass, he could find one or two lower-grade demonic beasts to practice.

But what Wang Zhan didn't expect was that from the time he set off to noon, he walked almost half a hundred kilometers and didn't find a single demonic beast.

"This is really evil, yesterday when I didn't want to meet the Warcraft, I was able to sense the breath of the Warcraft every once in a while, and today is good, when I want to meet it, I won't be able to meet it. Wang Zhan blew his hair and said in some surprise.

"That's right, it's as if those demonic beasts have left, yesterday I at least sensed that three different demonic beasts were eyeing you, but today it seems to have given up, and those three breaths have disappeared, as if they are avoiding you. ”

"Hiding from me?"

Looking at the empty forest, Wang Zhan fell into deep thought......