Shi Luo suddenly felt that the evil wind behind him was not good, and a silver-white claw carried a hurricane, fast as lightning, and grabbed it directly.

"Oh no! brute!" between the lightning and flint, he slapped the golden shovel backwards, and slammed it straight on the arm bone of the silver claw, and the time to fight back in a hurry did not exert much strength, although Bai Ze's divine body was running to the extreme, but the white skin as white as jade was also scratched out of a wound by the sharp claws of the silver storm mink, and the clothes were torn and blood flowed sideways.

Seeing that the blow was successful, the silver light flashed and drilled into the night with aura, waiting for an opportunity to move.

"This beast is extremely cunning, and it doesn't immediately launch a more violent attack on me once it succeeds, it seems that it wants to grind me to death little by little, and it doesn't have to fight me to the death at the risk of injury. Shiluo didn't dare to show a trace of tiredness at this moment, and his tense nerves were always paying attention to his surroundings, and the golden shovel was clutched in his hand. Thinking about the weakness of the silver marten.

"I've heard my father say that this silver storm marten is extremely cunning, because its physical strength is extremely fragile compared to other magical beasts, which also makes this kind of beast have more developed intelligence and speed than other magical beasts. I can't compare to him with speed alone, and the sudden burst of strength of this beast is also extremely powerful, but I'm afraid that the only weakness is the body. But how do you lure it out and kill it?"

"Troubled, I don't know how to start?" Huang Lao came out of nowhere, still shaking a pu fan in his hand. swaggering around Shi Luo walked "I am a soul body, not attached to your body, this little beast can't see me." ”

"Huang Lao, what should I do! This beast is extremely cunning. Holding back the stinging pain in his back, Shiluo couldn't help but ask.

"No matter how high the wisdom of the Warcraft is, it is also a Warcraft, except for some divine beasts and fairy beasts, there are not many Warcraft that can be compared with human IQ, if you want to kill it, it depends on how you deal with it, you are reminded enough, I will wait for you three miles ahead, kill the Silver Storm Beast, and dig the tunnel to dig it over." After Huang Lao finished speaking, he disappeared without a trace.

"Stinky old man!you!" Shi Luo looked angrily at the direction in which Huang Lao had disappeared. The silver storm marten in the dark was suddenly stunned when he saw Shiluo, and immediately showed his deep white teeth, his body was slightly bent, and his aura surged to concentrate on his hind paws, and his legs kicked like lightning, and he went straight to Shiluo's throat to bite.

"Hmph, brute, it's not easy to lure you into it. Shi Luo secretly rejoiced in his heart, and earlier he wanted to leak a flaw to lure the silver storm marten to come, but he didn't expect Huang Lao's appearance to be just right.

The golden shovel in his hand was raised slightly, and Shi Luo observed the silver storm marten rushing from the side, and the tip of the spade slowly aimed in the direction of the beast's forehead.

"Bai Ze Divine Body!" The moment the silver storm marten approached Shi Luo, Shi Luo roared, and the physical exercise method was run to the extreme, and the strength that could lift a thousand catties of boulders poured out, and a slight trace of white light lit up in his left hand, and the few spiritual energy in his body were pumped clean, time froze for a moment, and the golden shovel in his right hand was directly inserted into the forehead of the silver storm mink.

The silver storm marten thought that Shi Luo had lost his guard, but he was shocked when he saw the golden shovel that suddenly stabbed at him, and the pupils in his eyes contracted.

The cunning nature makes the silver storm sable extra cautious, and it also makes the silver storm sable suspicious by nature, when he sneaked up on Shiluo before, he thought that this delicate child was far inferior to the two spirits he met in the mountains during the day, and he also relaxed his vigilance against Shiluo, but he didn't expect that Shiluo at this time made it have the fear of death.

In the face of the stabbing golden shovel, the silver marten turned around one hundred and eighty degrees at its waist, intending to bypass the golden shovel and continue to bite Shiluo's throat, once it succeeded, it would definitely die, just when the silver marten just turned its body, time seemed to pause, and there was an earth-shaking stirring above his head.

Shiluo was also taken aback, the golden shovel in his hand didn't take much effort to cut tofu, and easily pierced into the head of the silver storm marten, and the strange thing was that the silver storm marten turned around one hundred and eighty degrees by himself, turning his head like mud.

"Plop. The corpse hanging from the golden shovel fell to the ground, and the snow-white fur was covered with blood, but the mink head was no longer recognizable. This shovel is so terrifying, and the thorn is so sharp. Tired and paralyzed, Shi Luo sat on the ground, his back was already blurred with flesh and blood, and the refreshing cloth clothes had become tattered.

Shiluo leaned next to the corpse and thought about the battle just now, a moment of time control and this terrifying golden shovel, without aura, he could fight and kill the lord's low-level demonic beasts, once he injected aura, what a killing weapon this shovel would become!

When he was still thinking about the golden shovel, Shi Luo's left hand tingled, and he hurriedly raised it to see that the palm of his hand had cracked open, and a goo of blood dripped down his fingers and fell to the ground, "It seems that I used the power of time too early, and my palm couldn't bear it and was injured." ”

The long-term fatigue and desperate struggle made this five-year-old child a little powerless, and the mysterious golden shovel given by Huang Lao and the power of time that suddenly came out could not be fathomed. After resting for a while, a slight sound attracted Shiluo's attention, "Are there other demonic beasts in this cave?"

The moonlight was dim, and Shiluo faintly saw a small nest in the center of the cave. The sound sounded intermittently from the nest. Some resemble the cry of a baby, and some resemble the roar of a demonic beast.

"What is this?" Shiluo slowly leaned over with the golden shovel, only to see a strange plant in the nest. Three flowers are born, but they are like three heads, one resembles a human baby, one resembles a young beast, and the other has a green-faced fangs like a devil born in hell. The three flowers were like living creatures that could open their mouths and cry.

Legend has it that an emperor was reincarnated in three lives, and the three races of demons and beasts have all cultivated to the Spirit Emperor, and after death, the aura of the whole body drifted across the continent, and the flowers were born on the ground. ”

Shiluo looked at this sudden treasure and didn't know what to do, so he pulled the Sanshenghua down roughly, and jumped into the tunnel with the golden shovel, regardless of the strength of his left hand and back, and dug hard, "Although there are not many demonic beasts in this mountain lord, it is impossible for me to deal with another one immediately, and the keen perception of the silver storm marten and other demonic beasts should be found in a while, I am carrying such a precious treasure as Sanshenghua, I am afraid that it will be torn to pieces in an instant." ”

"Roar!" The roars outside the cave came and went, getting closer and closer, Shi Luo suddenly remembered, turned back to the cave, picked up the corpse of the silver marten and dragged it into the tunnel, and then blocked the entrance of the cave, and hurriedly dug in the direction that Huang Lao said.