Cut off the flesh of the "Blood Howling Pig" and put it all in his right hand. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoAs for what pig blood, pig bones or something, no one wants it on the street, what are you going to do here?

If you want pork, Yinlong purely wants to use it to fill your stomach.

There is no way, the "Blood Howling Pig" level is too low, except for the heart core, the rest are basically useless.

After taking care of everything, the silver dragon slowly climbed out of the trap.

Then, follow the road back to the cave.

Because, oh my God, it's getting dark.

When it gets dark, it's the time when the Soul Eaters come out of their holes in search of their prey, and when the demons dance and the beasts revel.

And the dark night is also the best time for those mercenary teams who enter the jungle to hunt and kill soul eaters, and bloody battles will begin.

Therefore, in order to avoid being affected, the silver dragon must rush back to the cave before dark. Otherwise, he would only be food for the Soul Eaters who were looking for prey.

The purple-robed figure walked quietly through the dense forest.

In three days, under the test of life and death, the silver dragon naturally learned a lot of skills, hiding and judging the taste of the soul devouring beast.

These are all things that he has accumulated and learned continuously over the course of three days.

And, don't forget that he has "Identifying the Beast".

It clearly introduces the Soul Eater's work and habits and habits, with it, the silver dragon can have a good foresight, knowing where and when to hide itself from being discovered by the Soul Eater.

The dark eyes, through the dense branches and leaves of the low bushes, looked around cautiously with vigilance and caution.

It wasn't until he found that there was nothing abnormal, and the purple-robed figure bent his waist and moved forward quickly with the help of the dense branches and foliage of the bushes, just like the ace sniper in the special forces, transferring his position and changing to the next sniper location, silently.

Flexible like a cat, and this is the effect of the painful lesson that the silver dragon has learned from being chased and bitten by the 'soul eater' for two days.

Therefore, the silver dragon no longer dared to wander around like he had at the beginning, and was almost devoured by the 'Blood Shadow Demon Wolf', but instead, he became very cautious and cautious, like a hunter who has been shuttling through the deep mountains and old forests for many years.

However, with this ability to hide, Yinlong doesn't think there is anything to show off.

He mistakenly thinks that he is becoming more and more timid, more and more afraid of death, and he does not have the demeanor of a generation of heroes at all.

Just ask, is there any hero like him, who knows that he is afraid of death and knows how to hide? Which hero is not in charge of the three thousand disciples under his command, charging on the battlefield, living for the battle, and dying for the battle?

Thinking about Yinlong, I feel a big loss of face, according to myself, I just don't want to be a hero. It's not bad to be a coward, at least not to die.

The blood sun gradually tilted eastward, and the sun in the underworld was a little different from the sun in the silver dragon's lifetime, the sun in the underworld - rising in the west and setting in the east, and the sun in the yang world was - rising in the east and setting in the west.

Darkness is gradually pushing in from the west.

The dense forest was as silent as death.

At this moment, it was gradually swallowed up by darkness, and it became more and more gloomy, as if the demon's 'blood feast' had begun.

The purple-robed figure sneaking in the room, poked his head out like a fox, and his dark eyes looked at the mountains that were entrenched like dragons not far away, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and muttered, "It's almost there." ”

After the murmur was over, he continued to bury his head in the cat's waist and sneak towards the mountain range with the help of the shrubs.

But after walking a few steps, a thick smell of blood in the air with a stench like feces slowly wafted from afar.

Moreover, the speed at which the stench drifted away swept away.

After a while, the silver dragon saw that in the dark forest, there was a poisonous green mist floating everywhere around.

As soon as he smelled this stench, Yinlong's mind remembered a page of introduction in "Distinguishing Beasts":

'Hundred Poisonous Grass Thunder Fede, in the juvenile stage, it is a high-level soul-level 'Soul Eater', in the growth stage, it is a high-level 'Soul Eater' in the demon level, and in the mature stage, it is a high-level 'Soul Eater' in the demon level.

Devouring its own kind and poisonous weeds, its nature is fierce and violent, and its poison will die.

Foot 100 pairs, body 100 knots.

The firstborn antennae, resembling thunder.

The mouth has fangs, like serrations.

Its shell is as hard as steel, its bones can be used to refine poison knives, its dirt can be used to make poison, its blood can be condensed and exploded, and its heart can be used to create soul-making pills.

Meat wine, tendon calcining. ’

In short, the Hundred Poisonous Grass Thunder Worm is a treasure almost all over its body.

Much better than that blood howling pig.

Of course, it's much more powerful and terrifying than that Blood Howling Pig.

In the face of such a monster, Yinlong knew that the 'Blood Shadow Demon Wolf' who chased and killed him at the beginning could only become his meal.

What's more, if his current self is discovered by the hundred poisonous weeds thunder pede, it is estimated that what awaits him is the word 'death'.

As for killing the Hundred Poisonous Grass Thunder Worm and seizing the treasure on its body, please, Yinlong can't even think about it.

According to the foul smell he emitted from the Hundred Poisonous Grass Thunder Pede, it can be determined that this Hundred Poisonous Grass Thunder Pede, the strength is at least at the advanced level of the demon rank, that is, a 'Soul Eater Beast' in the growth stage.

It was easy to kill the silver dragon, and a drop of venom could make him rotten and bone, and the place where he was buried would be turned into a place of thick blood.

"Hundred poisonous weeds thunder pedes!" The shock and horror in his heart can be imagined, Yinlong did not expect that he would be unlucky to encounter such a monster.

Only hope that the hundred poisonous weeds and thunder pedes can't find themselves, as long as they lie here quietly and don't move.

In the air, the smell of blood mixed with feces was getting closer and closer, and it was getting thicker and thicker, so rich that Yinlong felt like he was vomiting.

But because the crisis was approaching step by step, he didn't dare to make too much noise, so he only pinched his nose reluctantly and tried his best to endure it.

"Ryo!" "Ryo!" "Ryo!" The rumbling sound like a bulldozer also came from afar, lying on the ground, and the silver dragon clearly felt that the whole ground was trembling, as if it had encountered something terrible, shaking violently, and the amplitude of the vibration was getting bigger and bigger.

It feels like deep underground, with a destructive force that wants to break through the surface.

Yinlong knew that the hundred poisonous grass thunder beetles were already very close to him.

Through the bushes, he could clearly see that the tall trees in the distance were falling one after another, fragile like straw.

The smoke and dust that rushed to the sky, that was the arrogant momentum of the Hundred Poisonous Grass Thunder Pede.

Leave a mess along the way.

In the dark night, the strange blue moon sprinkled soft moonlight, shining on the huge body of the Hundred Poisonous Grass Thunder Pede.

It was only at this moment that the silver dragon was shocked to discover how huge this thunder beetle was.

The huge body of more than ten zhang, layer by layer of hard shells like armor, covered it, and strange patterns refracted cold and strange demonic light under the blue moonlight.

The sharp, thunder-like horn shimmered on its forehead.

The two lantern-sized scarlet bloody eyes were full of brutality, bloodlust and cruelty, like buried explosives, ready to explode at any moment.

Then, a pair of sharp spear-like claws plunged into the ground, leaving a hole three meters deep and one meter wide.

Such a monster, even those mercenary teams who often live a life of licking blood from the knife edge, are not happy to meet them, let alone fight them.

Seeing it, those mercenary teams can only take a detour.

After all, the venom of the Hundred Poisonous Grass Thunder Pede is quite terrifying.