In the midst of the boy's struggle with Pranya, the beaver secretly pinched a spell, and his body silently melted into the dirt......

In the next moment, the beaver's vision shifted from the dirt to the side of the cave......

Looking at the constant explosions on the other side, the beaver thought silently in his heart. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

【Smoked Big Brother...... Let's hold on a little longer...... I'll do it right away! 】

The beaver crept into the cave of Prajna.

It's good that it wasn't discovered.

The beaver had a headache looking at the nine-turn and eighteen-turn fork in the cave, and so many forks were obviously deliberately set up by Prajna.

"It's hard for me to ......," the beaver leaned over and listened quietly through the stone wall. As a descendant of the mountain god, he naturally inherited some of the talents of the mountain god.

There was a slight noise in his ears, and the beaver's ears on the wall trembled.

"One, two, three...... There are three demons patrolling that road, and that's the road. The beaver leaned down into the stone wall without hindrance.

Through the view of the stone wall, the mountain beaver could clearly see the three little demons who were constantly looking around.

[Vigilance is very high...... What to do ......] The beaver's attention was focused on the sharp stone pillars hanging from the sky.

A flash of light flashed in the beaver's head: [There is! 】

The three little demons below were constantly patrolling, and suddenly there was a crisp sound from the fork in the road.

"Gah! There is an enemy attack! The three little demons pulled their little short legs and ran towards the fork in the road.

When the three demons stabbed their spears into the fork in the road at the same time, they did not feel the actual sense of stabbing the object.

"Gah?" The three little demons probed in at the same time, and the other road at the fork in the road was empty.

The three little demons were puzzled and prepared to go back and continue their patrol

Suddenly! The stone cone on top began to loosen, just against the three little demons!

"This is my great gift to you, Uncle Beaver!" The stone cone that fell from the sky ruthlessly penetrated the three little demons from top to bottom. The beaver looked at the little demon who was already dead, patted the dust on his hands, and said lightly.

At this moment, a spear flew past the beaver's face, and the beaver's head was subconsciously tilted, but his face was slightly scratched with a scar.

Such a big movement has attracted other patrolling demons!

"Damn! Exposed! The beaver dodged the flying spears of the little demons in embarrassment, and secretly pinched the law with his right hand.

The beaver who was dodging suddenly stopped, pinched his right hand and said to the little demons: "Sink it all for me!" ”

The little demons only felt that they had lost the support of the land, and the ground under their feet had turned into something like mud at some point!

"Puff"

All the demon's bodies were submerged in the muddy ground at the same time.

Then the beaver dispersed the spell, and the land became solid again.

The bodies of the little demons were all fixed in the ground, and only their heads were exposed.

Looking at the "radish" who were all screaming, the beaver ran forward a little panting.

Turning so much land into mud at the same time consumed a lot of the beaver's spiritual power.

More and more little demons kept appearing in front of the mountain beaver moving forward, so they had to grit their teeth and continue to use spells to eliminate them.

But soon, the beaver felt a strong feeling of nausea, and he almost fainted in front of him.

The supply of spiritual power has begun to run low, and if it continues like this, the beaver will run out of spiritual power and return to its original form, and even be in danger of life.

But the beaver still stood up, even though his body was already shaking.

"I can't lose...... Brother Smoke is still waiting for me...... I must take off the yang poison and send it to him! ”

The beaver, who had been completely infected by the will of the boy, unyieldingly got up from the ground and ran forward quickly.

Although he may not have noticed it, the beaver began to grow stronger.

It's such a bad situation, but you still have to keep going!

A year ago, the figure of the boy and the current beaver gradually overlapped, and the will of the beaver continued to move closer to the boy.

Yes, the beaver, gradually becoming a strong man!

With tenacious willpower, the beaver ran to the intersection in front of the Yang Poison Tree.

But the beaver suddenly covered his mouth.

"Hmm...... ...... vomit"

The beaver couldn't hold it anymore and spat out crimson blood.

But the beaver wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at the corner in front of him.

Just walk around the corner and you will see the yang poison tree.

The beaver held on to the stone wall and walked slowly around the corner.

Suddenly, the beaver was burned all over his body by a strong scorching heat!

"Shhh...... Is this the Yang Poison Tree......" The beaver covered his eyes and struggled to look through his fingers at the golden tree that was burning violently.

That's right, it's the burning light.

In fact, if you don't see it with your own eyes, you can't know what the burning light looks like for the rest of your life.

The golden tree, which radiates light and heat like the sun, hangs three plum-sized golden fruits on the golden tree.

"So...... I'm ready......"

There was one thing that the beaver didn't say to the boy.

The reason why yang poison seeds are called yang "poison" seeds is because the method of picking yang poison seeds is extremely vicious.

It can't be beaten with tools, and the yang poison will hang on it.

Even if the tree is cut down, it will not help, because when the yang poison tree is cut down, the yang poison seeds that accompany it will quickly wither and eventually turn into dust.

So how can you take off the yang poison seed?

The answer is: hold the yang poison with your bare hands, which is hotter than a red-hot soldering iron, and wait until it has absorbed enough blood before you can remove it with your hands.

So how firm is the beaver's determination now? Even if you hold a red-hot soldering iron, why not!

The potency of the three yang poison seeds hanging on the tree can be stacked, and the three stacks can just make Prajna disappear in an instant!

"So...... I'm coming! The beaver opened his white palms, jumped up, and held a yang poison!

"Wow, ah, ah, ah!!!" The beaver's white palm carbonized at a rate visible to the naked eye, and the beaver screamed in tears.

But even the burning of the Yang Poison Seed, which was more ruthless than the blade, could not make the mountain beaver let go of its clenched palm! Not even a single tear could be made for him!

"The beast is alive and give it to me!" The beaver screamed in pain and pulled down with all his might. The Yang Poison, which had just absorbed enough blood, lost its temperature and was ripped off by the beaver.

The first impotence poison has arrived.

The beaver looked at the palm that was already a little carbonized, and then looked at the two golden yang poison sons hanging on the tree, and couldn't help gritting his teeth and said, "Fight!" ”

The beaver grasped the second yang poison with its somewhat carbonized hand, and the instant burning pain made the beaver so painful that he couldn't even scream.

The potency of the impotence is superimposed in many ways.

Even though the Yang Poison Seed was frantically scorched by the superimposed temperature, the Beaver's palm still held the Yang Poison Seed rigidly.

With a snap, the second yang poison fell in response, and the beaver fell freely downward.

The beaver who fell to the ground was pale and had begun to lose sight of his surroundings.

"Uh......h Woo......" came a faint scream. But the beaver still struggled to get up from the ground.

He forced himself not to look at his hand and continued to pounce on the third

The third yang poison was held by two "things" that appeared to be arms.

The beaver, whose palm has been completely abolished, still insists on tearing off the last yang poisoner.

The beaver has completely lost consciousness, leaving only the body's indomitable instinct to operate on its own.

The intense burning pain was no longer enough to affect the beaver, and visions of the past began to appear in front of the beaver's eyes.

The strength of the hand that held the scorching yang poison and did not look like a human form began to slowly lessen.

[I want to sleep for a while......] Such a thought appeared in the beaver's head, and the past experience flashed faster and faster like a marquee.

“！！！”

When the hallucination of the marquee flashed to the struggling teenager, the pupils of the mountain beaver that had begun to spread instantly condensed!

"Brother Smoke is still fighting! How could I die! Definitely, you must send the yang poison to him! ”

The intensity that has been reduced has suddenly increased! The last yang poison was finally ripped off by the mountain beaver!

The beaver struggled to take off his shirt and used his elbow to tuck the manophile into his shirt.

Since his palms were completely crippled, the beaver had no choice but to pick up his shirt between his elbows and staggered out with the yang poison in his arms.

"Yang Poison Son...... I've picked ...... Brother smoke, it's up to you next......"

The decisive yang poison was finally plucked by the hands of the mountain beavers. Can these three little yang poison seeds turn the tide of battle in an instant?

The boy who fought hard with Prajna, and the mountain beaver who held the yang poison son and walked slowly.

The fate of the two was finally decided at this time.