"Closer, closer, come this way, bastard, come closer...... Come on, come to the bowl!"

Since changing into this set of Soil Turtle Breath Armor, Zhou Ming has started a new hunting mode. I have to say that this hunting method, which is similar to waiting for rabbits, although it seems quite passive and a little stupid, but the effect is unexpectedly good.

Choose a good place, patiently lie dormant, like a predator hiding in a waterhole, never actively searching for prey, but patiently waiting for the prey to approach the ambush range.

Since subduing this wonderful beast soldier, Zhou Ming began to push his hunting ground all the way east, and now he has crossed the entrenchment of the orc army, and is very close to the territory of the Roaring Kingdom on the eastern front of the grassland.

His luck was not bad, and he won one after another, which made him reap a lot of rewards.

Right now, Zhou Ming was lurking in the Turtle Shell, like a huge and broken rock, with a layer of humus on it, and large and messy weeds growing on the surface, so blatantly exposed to a flat land.

In his field of vision, a beast master of the Roaring Kingdom was hovering about thirty feet away, as if he was looking for some clues, and he had been hovering for a while, but he didn't come in this direction.

This feeling of watching the fish swim in the water, but not taking the bait, really made Zhou Ming's heart a little anxious.

After all, he was not an experienced assassin, and although he had been accustomed to the hidden way for several days, he was still not very good at it. Especially when there is an enemy wandering nearby, I can't hold it at all.

According to his previous experience, as long as the enemy enters within ten zhang of him as the center, relying on the surprise attack of the wind, fire and sword, he can be absolutely sure that he will kill the enemy in an instant, even if the target is a five-rank beast master.

However, if the enemy's distance exceeds this range, the success rate will plummet. Even a second-grade beast master may be able to detect the fluctuations of the wind and fire sword rays, so as to effectively avoid them.

"It's coming! It's coming!"

In his field of vision, although he was only a third-grade beast master, it really whetted Zhou Ming's appetite. However, Zhou Ming's patience paid off after all. The target was moving, and finally approached.

The distance of a few tens of zhang is just a matter of a blink of an eye for a third-grade beast master.

But Zhou Ming's heart became solemn after a short period of excitement. The other party is very slow, almost doing a carpet search. The beast master had a spear in his hand, and wherever he passed, any suspicious grass or rock, he would inevitably be struck by him.

For a few moments, Zhou Ming couldn't help but wonder if he had been discovered. Looking at the enemy's appearance, it is obvious that he is searching for some kind of existence lurking like him.

"Could it be that there are other people lurking here?"

Zhou Ming had doubts in his heart. After subduing the Turtle Breath Armor, Zhou Ming already knew that this armor did not come from the Roaring Kingdom, but the handwriting of the orcs, although it was very out of the way, it was extremely practical and very rare.

The brute beast that refines this kind of beast soldier, named the Longevity Turtle, is a very rare tortoise, although the combat effectiveness and aggression are not strong, but the survivability is very strong, and the life span is incomparably long, it can survive in most of the environment on land, it is good and quiet, and it can perfectly integrate with the environment.

They will even grow in some mountain core, silent, casually mingling for thousands or even tens of thousands of years.

The beast tribe on the grassland, when they were strong in the past, was fortunate to find a few long-lived turtles from an ancient barbaric tomb. Zhou Ming's current submission is one of them. It is also because of the decline of the beast race, which caused the longevity turtle to be lost in wars and migrations.

This also means that there are not many turtle shells, but they are definitely not the only ones.

"What the hell is that guy looking for?"

If something happens, there must be a demon, and Zhou Ming's heart quickly calmed down. Although he was dormant and motionless, his heart was beating mysteriously. Boom, boom, boom...... The sound of his heartbeat was particularly shocking when he was highly concentrated, like a heavenly drum beating.

The blood of all souls makes this heart infused with a mysterious horn even more extraordinary. With each beat, a mysterious wave spreads. It was a unique induction, very mysterious, and it could make Zhou Ming feel the fluctuations of the wild heart within a huge range.

In other words, theoretically, he can feel the heartbeat of all living beings within a certain range. Without suppression and disguise, the stronger the wild aura of oneself, the stronger that feeling becomes.

This induction is an enhanced version of the summoning of the Wild Heart, and while it is magical, it is not a pleasant ability. Because for Zhou Ming, the fluctuation of the wild hearts of those creatures is a murmur. It's like hearing hundreds or thousands of harsh noises all of a sudden, which can only make people dizzy, irritable, and even want to vomit.

Under normal circumstances, Zhou Ming rarely uses this ability.

But today, in order to spot a potential enemy, he had to do it.

The wild fluctuations of all things produce sounds, and the wild hearts of various animals make countless rhythmic sounds. Zhou Ming frowned almost instantly, and his face turned pale. He endured a strong feeling of dizziness, concentrated, and sensed carefully.

In his perception, the beast master's wild heart pulsed extremely violently, like a thunderbolt, so that all other rhythmic sounds were reduced to its thick and huge background sound without any suspense.

Sensefully, there is nothing suspicious in this area.

But......

Zhou Ming captured an extremely low rhythm, very subtle, but extremely heavy. The impact it brought to Zhou Ming was actually no less than that of the beast master with long hair in his hand, but it was very low-key, almost blending in with the background sound.

"Sure enough, there are other enemies lurking. It's so deep!"

Zhou Ming's heart palpitated, and his eyes quietly cast to a place five feet away in front of him. The target is hidden there. In Zhou Ming's sight, there was just a small mound. It was a normal little mound.

"Terrible, it turns out that the threat has always been around me!"

Zhou Ming only felt a chill down his spine, because he clearly remembered that before he came here to hibern, the small mound was there.

"Today was an eye-opener. I didn't expect that in this grassland, there are so many hidden killing machines!"

Zhou Ming's heart really couldn't be calm, if the other party sneaked up on him, he was very likely to be on the road.

Why did the other party not do this is indeed a question worth pondering.

Now, however, the situation has clearly changed.

The spear-wielding Roaring Kingdom Wild Shaman probed all the way. I saw that he searched step by step, much more cautious than before, and the spear in his hand kept stirring, and every rock, clump of weeds, and even some mounds were all a mess of his picking.

As time passed, the target had already entered the range of ten zhang, but Zhou Ming fell silent instead. He had realized that nine times out of ten, the spear-wielding beast master was coming for the lurker.

Zhou Ming really wanted to see what means were used by the existence hidden in front of him. Is it a beast soldier similar to the Turtle Breath Armor, or is it some more bizarre beast trick?

Little by little, the answer is emerging!

The spear-wielding beast rider came to the side of the small mound, and he decisively smashed a few nearby rocks. Would he let that little mound go? After all, it was so low and inconspicuous.

The answer doesn't matter anymore!

Because that "little mound" couldn't stand it anymore and completely exploded.

From the time he suddenly sprang up, from the time he pounced on the enemy five feet away, to the cutting off of the other's head, it was only a blink of an eye.

Hurry up and be ruthless!

There was no doubt that he was a murderous and old assassin.

Zhou Ming finally saw that the other party was not relying on a beast soldier such as the Resting Turtle Breath Armor, but a beast technique. Maybe it's his own natural ability? Zhou Ming wasn't quite sure, because it was not a beast master, but a barbarian.

In fact, Zhou Ming didn't have a chance to think about it at all. Sure enough, the barbarian had spotted him early in the morning. At this moment, it had no choice but to be exposed, and after killing the beast master, its momentum increased instead of decreasing, and it suddenly turned around, and the white bone blade in its hand waved a crescent arc, and then attacked and killed Zhou Ming directly.