Chapter Ninety-Six: Dragon Scales
In about half an hour, Zhao Yiran started from the yellow python that he first encountered and almost moved forward...... A kilometer?
Of course, according to Zhao Yiran's speed, even if it is a half-hour walk, it will be more than ten kilometers away.
At a distance of this kilometer, Zhao Yiran encountered more than two yellow pythons that came to 'send them to death'.
Without the slightest spiritual power, the spirit beads rolled in......
However, Zhao Yiran found that the more he continued to move forward, the fewer and fewer yellow pythons seemed to be.
To be precise, the longer Zhao Yiran stays in the same place, the number of yellow pythons that come to die becomes less and less.
Under such circumstances, Zhao Yiran had to move some distance.
"Look at the time, it's time to appear, what's the matter? I can't hold on? I can't go on? I can't go on? The little family is angry......"
Zhao Yiran, who was standing under a tree and holding a thin grass stalk in his mouth, raised his arm to look at the time on his watch, couldn't help but pout.
At present, in the past five minutes, after Zhao Yiran has moved almost two or three hundred meters, there is no yellow python that came to deliver the spirit bead......
"If you don't come, I'll leave...... I don't have time to spend here with you!"
Zhao Yiran crossed his hands on his hips and shouted into the air in front of him.
Whew~!
A slight autumn breeze swept by, and some yellowed blades of grass swayed on the ground, and the shade of many trees swayed gently.
Creak~!
Creak~!
A few subtle insect chirps were heard.
But there is no sign of a yellow python.
Barking~!
Xiao Ling stared ahead and screamed a few times, as if he was also 'urging'.
"Sigh~!
Xiao Ling, let's go! This old tree monster can't afford to play!"
Zhao Yiran spit out the thin grass stalk in his mouth, and beckoned to Xiao Ling, who wanted to bark again.
Whew~!
Xiao Ling turned around and followed the master who had already turned away.
However, at this moment, a series of rustling sounds sounded one after another.
Zhao Yiran, who had just turned around and walked a few steps, stopped in the air, and the corners of his mouth suddenly arced.
Turning around suddenly, more than a dozen yellow pythons rushed from afar.
Seeing the appearance of this yellow python, when Zhao Yiran looked at the figure of this yellow python, he seemed to vaguely see the shadow of the spirit bead vaguely floating on the yellow python swaying.
Zhao Yiran rubbed his hands: "Hehe, come on, come on, little baby, blow yourself up!"
Murmuring, Zhao Yiran unconsciously licked his chapped lips......
For some reason, in this deep mountain and old forest full of life, Zhao Yiran felt that the air was extra dry.
Although it is autumn, the deep forest seems to be a little slower than the four seasons in the city.
At this moment, the green branches on both sides of the road in the urban area of Jiangcheng are yellow, but there is still a lot of green in this deep forest.
Occasionally, there will be this fiery red tree, which is very beautiful......
"Huh, this is ......."
Just when Zhao Yiran was waiting for the yellow pythons that had just appeared to explode so that his watch could collect the spirit beads, and he was pleasantly feeling the surrounding environment...... The yellow python that had just appeared had not yet come to the front and turned around and ran!
"Seduce me? You still want to run away when you come? Hmph, little spirit!"
Seeing this situation, Zhao Yiran, who originally had a comfortable face, couldn't help but have a trace of fierceness on his face.
Whew~!
With Zhao Yiran's order, Xiao Ling attacked instantly.
Although Zhao Yiran was careless, Xiao Ling had always maintained a vigilant fighting state.
Of course, the same is true for the little ants who don't know where they are hiding.
But then again, for the situation that Zhao Yiran is currently experiencing.
Under Zhao Yiran's orders, Xiao Ant had already investigated the location of the other party within a radius of more than 20 kilometers, and found no trace of the old tree monster.
Of course, not discovering it doesn't mean not not.
Zhao Yiran guessed that the old tree monster who was playing 'tricks' with him was also hiding his body aura.
Bang bang bang~!
With a series of muffled sounds, the yellow pythons that came to 'provoke' all died under Xiao Ling's flaming claws.
I happened to encounter a seriously injured person who wanted to escape, but he was also directly torn apart by the substantial sonic silk thread caused by the sky-splitting roar of the little spirit who had changed from his double head.
The original attack method of the two-headed Sky Splitting Roar went straight to the depths of the soul.
In other words, at the moment when Zhao Yiran used Xiao Ling's sky-splitting roar, he used the 'covering' scope for carpet exploration.
At present, the sonic silk threads formed by the Sky Splitting Roar have actually done substantial damage.
is like the corpse of the yellow python that seemed to be cut into pieces in Zhao Yiran's sight......
Seeing such a situation, Zhao Yiran couldn't help but nod secretly.
Regarding such a situation, Zhao Yiran found out as early as last night after he finished quenching Xiao Ling.
The body quenching technique is not only changing the body of the spirit beast, but also imperceptibly affecting the spirit beast's spirit beast skills!
This point really made Zhao Yiran unexpected.
At the same time, he was also sighing at the power of this spirit beast's intermediate cultivation technique.
"This is just an intermediate cultivation technique for spirit beasts...... Is there a high-level, super high-end ...... above?"
Zhao Yiran couldn't help but sigh.
However, for the intermediate cultivation technique of spirit beasts, Zhao Yiran only came into contact with a book of body quenching techniques.
And I don't know how many copies of the spirit beast intermediate cultivation technique there are, waiting for Zhao Yiran to unlock and use it.
......
After Zhao Yiran killed almost seven or eight waves of yellow pythons in this situation.
The old dryant seemed to be really angry.
Just after Zhao Yiran harvested the last wave of more than a dozen spirit beads contributed by the yellow python, the earth began to tremble uncontrollably.
"Hmph, can't you finally take it anymore?"
Zhao Yiran looked at the ground under his feet and snorted coldly.
Puff~!
Just as the earth was trembling, a sound of breaking the ground suddenly sounded.
The thigh-thick withered yellow is like rattan rising into the sky.
On top of this rattan, Zhao Yiran also saw pieces of scales that shimmered with a demonic light.
The scales that appeared appeared in Zhao Yiran's sight, instantly reminding him of a mythical thing...... Dragon scales!
"It's a bird?"
The body couldn't help but dodge the rattan that rose to the sky, and Zhao Yiran had a suspicion in his heart.
The speed at which this rattan with demonic scales appeared was staggering, but Zhao Yiran dodged it just right.
Every time there was a strange feeling under his feet, Zhao Yiran's figure appeared in another place.
And Xiao Ling, who also learned Zhao Yiran's style, kept jumping on his limbs and paws as if he was loaded with springs.
Scold~!
Just when Zhao Yiran had just dodged a scaly rattan, a sound of breaking the sky instantly sounded.
Behind him, a dead wood figure instantly appeared, and in his hand, it was a handful of wooden thorns that flashed with a forest!