Chapter 190: The Instigator

After changing into clean clothes and full of high fighting spirit, Han Feng set off again, the purpose of this trip was not only to kill the magic crystals in their bodies, but also to kill and snatch them, and be ashamed.

Yesterday, when Han Feng went out to look for the Demon Swamp Sword Frog, in order to find the way back, he made a secret mark in the place he saw, and he didn't expect it to come in handy again.

Without these marks, it would be difficult to distinguish the direction in this vast sea of trees, and because of the continuous thunderstorms yesterday, the footprints left behind have already been washed away, not to mention whether they can be shamed before the snow, and even find them will become even more difficult.

"Hey, where the hell is this mark?"

Han Feng, who was moving forward along the mark, suddenly stopped in place, and there was a thick ancient tree in front of him, which was engraved with the mark left by Han Feng yesterday, but at this moment, the arrow in the direction was not correctly pointed because of the fall of the ancient tree, Han Feng was at a loss, and thought, 'Could it be that God doesn't want me to take revenge?'

Han Feng shook his head, the flesh on his face trembled, thinking that this was absolutely impossible, and tried to look around, but the surroundings were exactly the same, and he couldn't tell the difference at all, so he squatted on the ground in a dejected manner and carefully studied the marks left on the ancient tree, hoping to make progress.

After studying for a while, there was no progress, but Han Feng was sure that the tree was not struck down by lightning, but seemed to be caused by the fight between demonic beasts, and there was no trace of lightning strikes on the tree, but there were many scratches left by demonic beasts.

Han Feng stood up, walked around and observed for a while, and then returned to the same place, his brows were already tightly furrowed, and the results of the observation were not much different from the guess in his heart, but in this way, his plan to find the Demon Swamp Sword Frog was afraid that it would be ruined.

"Whoa!"

Just as Han Feng was frowning, two deafening beast roars came into his eardrums, "Could it be that you are still fighting?" Han Feng's pupils froze, and he was stunned in place for two seconds, and then his eyes flashed with an imperceptible light, and the corners of his bitter mouth were slightly upturned.

From the traces of the battle around him just now, Han Feng estimated that this battle should have started last night, and he thought that it should have ended early, but the result made him unexpected, after such a long time, the battle would still continue.

However, after fighting for such a long time, even a second-order demonic beast must have been a little exhausted, not to mention a first-order demonic beast that would only appear on the periphery, and such a good opportunity was when Han Feng was taking advantage of the fisherman.

Following the roar, Han Feng slowly groped his way through, but the scene surprised him, he didn't expect that the battle between first-order demonic beasts could be so tragic, the grandeur of the scene was definitely comparable to the battle between second-order demonic beasts.

It should have been a dense forest, bare at the moment, and it is most appropriate to describe this moment with the words "no grass", and it is obviously not possible for one or two first-order demonic beasts to cause such a scene, at least a dozen of them are needed, and the dozen or so demonic beasts lying on the ground and have lost their lives confirm all this, and they also fill the ravines here with their own blood, increasing the tension of the atmosphere.

Looking at it, there are only the last two left on the field that can still stand, after a night of fighting, both of them are a little sluggish, and they have more or less left some injuries on their bodies, and these two demonic beasts are also highlighted on the illustrated book given to Han Feng by Wu Lao, and the four stars are extremely dangerous.

The one on the left should be a violent giant ape, with dark and thick hair like a hard armor growing on its body, and when it rages out, it will stand on end, sharp like the thorns on a hedgehog's body.

The sole of the foot with a length of half a meter stepped on the ground, and when walking, the ground would tremble slightly, but at this time it did not look very pleasant, and the majestic and majestic spirit no longer existed.

And the proud ape hair has also become incomplete at this moment, this one is missing, that one is missing, it is like a beggar begging for food, and the dress is down, but these are not the main reasons for its paleness.

Han Feng looked the violent giant ape up and down, and suddenly, the corners of his eyes showed disgust, smash it, smash it, smash it, and a mouth that had been bubbling black blood opened in the waist and abdomen, and he didn't know what kind of sharp weapon it would be to cause such an injury, it was about thirty centimeters, and the huge wound even flowed out with the large intestine, which made people feel disgusting and want to vomit.

But after a while, Han Feng actually found a treasure that haunted him, a magic crystal with a bright purple light, which was impressively present in the wound that had been opened.

The disgusting thing is long gone, at this time, I am afraid that there is nothing that can attract Han Feng's attention more than the magic crystal, his eyes are full of greed, if there is only one violent giant ape left on the field, I am afraid that Han Feng will not be able to resist the impulse in his heart, and rush forward in a daze.

But a solemn demonic beast on the right poured Han Feng's head like cold water, making him sober up instantly, so he could only continue to wait in agony, and even his mouth became dry and wrinkled with excitement.

And the demonic beast that allowed Han Feng to resist the impulse in his heart, the pressure on Han Feng was far greater than that of the violent giant ape, for no other reason, on the illustrated book given by Wu Lao, it was marked as the most dangerous, even the violent giant ape could not reach it, and it was also known as the wind chasing shadow leopard known as the jungle ghost, if Han Feng encountered it yesterday, there was no possibility of escaping at all.

With dark black fur and a deep grip on the jungle night, two thick, sharp fangs pressed against its jaw, making it hard to imagine if it would bite itself when eating, and its four strong claws firmly grasp the ground, ready to pounce on its prey.

The cheetah that can chase the wind shadow can imagine how fast it will be, and this has become the reason why it is the most deadly and dangerous factor.

There is no monster in the periphery of the inner cave that can match it in speed, so most of the prey it hunts dies from its fast and precise fatal blows, it will find the fatal point of the prey through high-speed movement, and then defeat the enemy with one blow, which is simple, convenient and fast.

Seeing the sharp claws reflecting the light in the sun, Han Feng suddenly realized that the Demon Beast, including the dead Demonic Beast, could inflict such injuries on the waist and abdomen of the Violent Giant Ape, presumably only the Wind Chasing Shadow Leopard could do it.

But what made Han Feng puzzled was what caused so many demonic beasts to fight here desperately.

Taking advantage of the gap between the Violent Giant Ape and the Wind Chasing Shadow Leopard before they could play against each other again, Han Feng turned his head to look around, looking for the root cause of the war.

"This, this is ambergris?"

Suddenly, Han Feng seemed to have made a discovery, because he was blocked by the huge body of the violent giant ape, and it was only at this moment that he changed the angle and found what was blocked behind him, and he was very sure that this was the initiator of the whole battle.