382. Chapter 382 - Spoils of War 1
The person who has learned the bull X combat technique is really domineering.
Blood Qianye pursed his lips, "Do you know that brother doesn't have a thunder element?" Brother, I'll test a thunder element for you to see. ”
In fact, what is the elemental power, usually have a certain sense of self, for example, Luo Hengbo generally uses wind power, and there must be wind elements.
Blood Qianye usually uses fire elements and wood elements the most to practice medicine, but his fire combat skills are all fire refining medicine, and he has no attack power at all, and the wood system is worse than the fire system, so he has never used it, for fear of being embarrassed.
"Okay, don't talk about this, we are now in the aftermath for the rest of our lives, all rely on Bouis to comprehend the combat skills in time, Bouis boy, you really don't make a sound, it's a blockbuster. What Dream Clam is most afraid of is the thunder combat skill, and our luck is really good! "The Roland Knight came out to play the round.
He had just fallen asleep, and he didn't know that Luo Hengbo had cut the leader of the Dream Clam in half with a wind blade technique.
If Luo Hengbo hadn't slashed the leader to death, Bouis wouldn't have beaten the rest of the little dream clams back so lightly.
Because of the fire, the light, and the retreat of the dream clam group, the danger is gone, and she gradually changes back to the appearance and figure of a normal girl.
"Bouves, you're amazing!"
Bouis lost consciousness due to the practice of combat skills, and did not know what happened, and the Roland Knight explained to him roughly.
Blood Qianye and Luo Hengbo insisted the longest, and at this time they were too tired to do it, and Roland Knight and Twilight Su fell asleep from time to time, but they seemed to be in better spirits.
After hearing this, Bouis was so critical, if it weren't for him breaking through the thunder system in time, the five of them would only be able to feed the toads...... Very angry, I want to chase and kill the escaped dream clam to relieve my hatred.
Everyone stopped, Jian yì first rest for one night, maintain strength, now that Bouvis's thunder combat skills are so good, the overall level of the 1234 squad has improved by several levels.
They also have the strength to pick artemisia flowers!
This is definitely the best news.
Even Blood Qianye, who had always been at odds with Bouvis, automatically lent his staff, which he had not used much for many years, to Bouis for the time being, and Buvis's combat skills were too high, and the quality was too poor, so it was broken.
Now there are dream clam corpses all over the ground, dream clams are low-level mysterious beasts, and there are also some materials in their bodies that can be useful, blood Qianye, Roland Knight and several others have begun to dig up the materials of the dream clam corpse regardless of their tiredness.
The skin can be made into armor, poison juice, tongue, etc. can be used as a medicine, the most useful is the belly sac of the dream clam, which is through the guò abdominal sac to make a hypnotic sound, this abdominal sac is more useful, and many sound magic weapons need to use it to increase special effects.
When the dream clam was alive, it made them frightened.
Now it's dead, and it's become the fruit of victory for the whole audience, which is directly equivalent to the shining Xuanjing!
Blood Qianye peeled the skin and pulled the material the fastest, followed by Roland Knight, and Dusk Su and Luo Hengbo were also helping on the side, the peeling was too disgusting, so the two of them dug up the belly, and the belly bag was on the belly, so the dead dream clams were all belly up, and they could be dug up with a knife.
Only Bouvis looked like she didn't move.
Some dream clams are very cunning, but they are not dead and are pretending to be dead.
If you can't pretend to be able to do it, you will fight back.
The lightning bolt summoned by Bouvis slashed to death again.
The battlefield is almost cleaned, most of the night has passed, and among the five people, only Bouvis is a genuine poor ** silk, with nothing on his body, no backpack, just in his sleeves, a few dry steamed buns.