The marksmanship passed on by the real dragon gun gave Dongfang Xiaoshu a feeling of not knowing where to start, so he also specially asked Qianmian about it, and finally Qianmian speculated that this was not a marksmanship at all, just a hodgepodge of patchwork, which is also the reason why Dongfang Xiaoshu has always been wary of the real dragon gun. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Electricity and flames can be borrowed from the ancestral root acupoints.

The altar-like stone with the ancient desolate breath has not been studied, but you can try it in the future.

Although the rune chapter has been cultivating, it has not been tired of running for his life in the recent period, so he has stayed away from the crowd, and he has not collected the tools needed for the runes at all, and the runes will be strengthened in the future.

The secret method and treasure technique that can be used freely are what Dongfang Xiaoshu lacks the most at present, and what he desires the most, but that is just a thought, and the most urgent thing at the moment is to integrate the secret method he knows and sort out a tactical method that suits him best.

Control and integration are his way.

As night fell, the people who entered the forest began to withdraw in an orderly manner, as if there were a flood beast in the forest, and they did not want to stay for a moment.

The three wealthy families of the Lan family, the Chen family, and the Zhen family, left some of their men to guard the edge of the forest to prevent the young "nightmare" from tailing out of the forest, although there was almost no chance of such a thing.

"Are Nightmares really that powerful?" The young man of the Lan family, who had appeared in the mountains of the Western Regions, asked.

"I don't know, but Chen Shaojie is definitely no worse than me!" Zhen Youliang said with certainty.

"The three wastes of the Qi family, the Feng family and the Lu family heard that they were also stripped naked and humiliated by this nightmare, but these three wastes did not complain to their father, it seems that they are looking for their mother to cry their nose!"

The young man of the Lan family looked at the female dependents of the three families and said a little teasingly.

Zhen Youliang glanced at the people of the Qi, Feng, and Lu families, but just squeezed out the word "hum" from his nose, and ignored the young man of the Lan family and walked towards the city of the void.

"What are you dragging, it's great to have a heavy pupil talent, and my Lan family is not bad, I'll kill you sooner or later!" The young man of the Lan family muttered to himself with cold eyes, and he flicked his sleeves and walked towards the city of the void.

"This old bastard, such a big forest is actually only a one-stroke pass, isn't this a joke about human life, it's strange that it can be sold well!"

Dongfang Xiaoshu held his old brush in his right hand, and kept sketching on the back of the map, and scolded the old bastard with a stroke, so that he felt relieved.

I don't know if the thin little old man sneezes until dawn, anyway, Dongfang Xiaoshu has no sleepiness, and the most satisfying thing for him is that the seemingly old brush is actually a rare good thing, from the beginning to the present, there is no need to occupy ink at all.

The little oriental tree that had recovered its body was more and more strange the deeper it went into the forest.

During the day, a few green-backed wolves appeared on their sides from time to time, but they were afraid of the breath released from the small trees in the east, and they kept wandering in place with their teeth in a low roar, but they did not dare to really surpass it.

The night was supposed to be a paradise for beasts, but now it was so quiet that there was not even a shadow of a beast to be seen, how could it not make Dongfang Xiaoshu suspicious.

A blood moon suddenly appeared, hanging high in the night sky, but there were no stars in sight.

Wisps of mist poured out in gangs like naughty boys, filling every corner of the forest, gradually enveloping the whole forest.

As the fog thickened, every tree in the forest began to tremble as if it were hesitating to come to life, as if it wanted to break free from the shackles of the earth and plunge into the embrace of the night sky of the blood moon.

"The turtle king has eight mung beans, and the big tree will also become a fine!"

Because of the fog, the small tree in the east leaned against a big tree, boringly rummaging on the map, and suddenly felt the big tree next to him tremble, flashed to the side, and said in great surprise.

The trembling tree began to shake violently, and struggled upwards as if it had gone mad.

It was obvious that the crackling sound of the tree roots breaking, the Dongfang Xiaoshu was frightened, there was a tingling feeling on the scalp, and even felt that the hair had stood up, although the heart repeatedly hypnotized himself to calm down, but he really couldn't calm down, and there was an urge to run away.

As the tree struggled like crazy, a faint light rose from the ground, faint at first but already in shape, and a square lattice of light on the ground gradually appeared, and gradually became brighter and brighter.

When the light was faint, Dongfang Xiaoshu was defeated in calm, he looked up at the strange blood moon, and then at the map he had sketched, and began to run in one direction in the fog, running faster and faster, and finally his body was surrounded by electric sparks, and the soles of his feet were even more flames.

The boxy lattice composed of light is like a lighthouse in the fog, illuminating the way of the oriental tree.

After running so fast for about half an hour, the boxy lattice finally brightened up for a while, and the trees that had lost their minds struggled to slow down, but still swayed up and down, making a terrifying snapping sound from time to time.

By the light, the little tree in the east squinted and saw the outline of a majestic mountain.

At this moment, the blood moon in the night sky was full of light, and the fog was so thick that it could drip water.

The entire forest, which had been slowing down, was once again in a complete frenzied swing, and the countless boxy lattices of light were fading in the extreme light.

In the mist, one by one, the big trees began to fall and even shatter.

Blood shadows began to appear, blood shadows like people, but there was no substance, just a confused shadow.

The tide of blood and shadow breaking the embankment began to spread in the fog in an instant, and in the midst of the overwhelming earth, tearing and devouring each other without distinction between enemies and friends, like hungry locusts, devouring everything.

"Demonic Calamity?"

The flying Dongfang Xiaoshu flashed in his mind the situation of all living beings dying when the Western Regions Earth Demon passed by, and spoke.

Fortunately, this overwhelming blood shadow doesn't seem to have the slightest consciousness, and it doesn't distinguish between friend and foe at all, but just devours each other by instinct, like animals raised by others, competing to show its fierceness in front of its master.

Dongfang Xiaoshu wanted to stop in the fog like water, but he couldn't help but move forward, and there was something that didn't move under the torrent of blood shadows.

Dongfang Xiaoshu instinctively wanted to kill in the direction of the Void Spirit Mountain, but a few blood shadows flowed down, and he had lost his sense of direction.

The True Dragon Lance danced like wind and rain, wantonly harvesting the life of the blood shadow, maintaining the safety of the three feet in front of him, and countless lines of blood and qi merged into his body and disappeared like the demonic energy of the earth demon.

Dongfang Xiaoshu, who was in the torrent of blood shadows, saw that life was worry-free, and his mind became active.