Text Waste Wood Counterattack_Chapter 67: Finding a Water Source

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Haowen looked at the sky in a daze, and suddenly moved, his tail danced, and a terrifying wind swept with sand and dust, causing Xiao Yan to roll on the ground for more than 9,000 degrees, and hit the entrance of the triple door fiercely, Xiao Yan wiped away the dust and dust that almost made him cry, and raised his head to scold this third brother who "treats himself well".

When I raised my head, I saw that Howen only had an afterimage left, and the voice that was still underbeaten: "Xiao Yanzi, I'm waiting for you at the entrance of the Quadruple Gate!

Xiao Yan looked at the vomit all over his body, only a helpless sigh remained, and now he didn't even have a target to scold. So he slowly walked to the entrance of the triple gate, there was no previous grade test and pill test on the door, only a prismatic groove remained, and a line of big characters was written crookedly on the wall.

Clearance Requirements: Get the King of the Hill's Magic Core!

Xiao Yan was speechless for a while, this font was added by the eldest brother at first glance, but this word is really ugly......

Thinking back to the battle between himself and the hills just now, when he was in life and death, Xiao Yan was in no mood to get any magic core.

Xiao Yan looked at the words, stood for a while, and couldn't help but react, he was now at the entrance of the triple gate, that is, he was going to run back to the place just now...... Moreover, I flew over with my third brother, and how much inhuman pain did I endure in between......

Xiao Yan couldn't help but swallow and spit hard, and touched the enchantment that had been specially treated by Yao Ming, although it felt like an ordinary rock, Xiao Yan knew that his strength was simply not up to breaking the enchantment arranged by Howen, even if it was the simplest.

Xiao Yan lowered his head and muttered in his heart, it was really a tiger falling into Pingyang and being bullied by dogs...... So he dragged his head, which was still a little dizzy, and walked back to the place where the battle just now took place.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Xiao Yan finally saw the disgusting corpse on the hill, so he reached into the head of the hill that had been bombarded and couldn't see its true face, and when he held it, he took it out, looking at the crystal gray magic core in his hand, Xiao Yan couldn't help but be surprised: "Fifteenth-order source core?!! โ€

Xiao Yan was shocked by this sudden treasure in his heart, according to common sense, the hill is only a demonic beast equivalent to the level of the human source sect, at most it is a fourth-order demonic beast, generally except for divine beasts, ordinary demonic beasts can only have the opportunity to cultivate to the fifth-order demon core only when they reach the level of the source king, but they recall the cave full of source stones on the hill, plus how the third brother used to favor the hills.

The confusion in Xiao Yan's heart was suddenly solved, even if the hill was not a legendary divine beast, then it would definitely not be ordinary to be able to be favored by the third brother. In addition, there have been high-grade source stones for cultivation for a long time, and it is not so surprising to reach the fifth-order demonic beast.

Xiao Yan was about to turn around, his head moved, this king of the hill who has always lived in the double gate and has one of the two most precious places, is almost a local tyrant of the double gate, there must be some collections.

Xiao Yan, who said goodbye to the life and death line, once again showed the true colors of the most unscrupulous medicine merchant in the Douqi Continent, seeking money and killing people are all small things that are too common, not to mention that now that this big guy is dead, how can he lack a good opportunity to collect money.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yan couldn't help but laugh lewdly, stretched out his hand and rummaged around the whole body of the King of the Hill, but after searching all over his body, he still didn't find anything similar to the Douqi Continent's Ring, Xiao Yan couldn't help but curse secretly, could it be that he was hiding in a cave? This miser!

But Xiao Yan recalled the original actions to collect money after the battle of life and death. According to common sense, strong people with a certain amount of strength generally put valuable things such as the Na ring on their bodies, because they feel that their bodies are the safest place. How could such a self-righteous fool as Hill not do this kind of thing that almost every arrogant powerhouse would do.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yan couldn't help but condense his mind. Sitting down cross-legged, the power of the soul was slowly released, and every inch of skin on the hill was slowly swept through, even the gaps in each joint were swept thinly, and when it swept to the disgusting head of the hill, Xiao Yan's eyes that had been closed suddenly opened: "Scrooge, I found it!"

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Yan got up, and the source qi in his hand had already condensed into the Xuantian Fist, and he slammed down with a fierce punch at the head of the hill buried in the ground. After a punch, the hill was already half of its head, and now it was a pitiful quarter. On the thick teeth of the hills, a crimson ring glistened.

Xiao Yan did not hesitate to pull out the Source Ring from the already cracked teeth of the hill: "It's a waste to give you such a good thing as a beast!"

Xiao Yan's soul swept over and found that the Source Ring didn't even have something like a soul mark, Xiao Yan couldn't help but look at the broken head of the hill, and threw the demon core into the ring: "For an overly arrogant person like you, such an ending is already doomed." โ€

After speaking, Xiao Yan dodged and ran towards the entrance of the triple gate. Xiao Yan looked at the red ring in his hand, sighed, and sighed in his heart, it was really disgusting to be able to put the ring in his mouth. So he tore a piece of cloth from the corner of his clothes, wrapped up the ring, and threw it into his pocket.

A satisfied smile appeared on the corner of Xiao Yan's mouth, although the journey was a little hard, but the reward was still very generous, thinking of this, Xiao Yan looked at the triple gate in front of him that was getting closer and closer, and a sense of expectation arose in his heart.

However, he looked at his vomit and torn clothes: "Alas, let's take a shower before desperately......" Although there is only one human here, but it is dirty to this realm, Xiao Yan himself inexplicably feels a little blushing.

Not long ago, I was the Emperor of Yan......

Xiao Yan swept away the chaotic thoughts in his mind and saw the familiar stone wall again. A line of even more messy characters appeared under the crooked big characters on the wall just now, "Little brother Xiao Yan, in the future, you must remember the truth of killing people and collecting money, this is also a kind of cultivation." โ€

Xiao Yan was speechless for a while, took out the demon core from the ring, and put it in the clumsy groove......

As Xiao Yan thought, the earth-shattering changes like the entrance of the double gate did not happen, and even the stone gate did not change in the slightest, Xiao Yan couldn't help but curse in his heart, big brother, what kind of posture are you? Do you really want to trap your little brother here?

Xiao Yan observed the gate again without the slightest movement, and reluctantly removed the demon core that was put into the groove, and as the magic core was pumped off, a gentle sound of stone slag cracking sounded. Xiao Yan stretched out his head to look at the shabby and tattered groove, looking at the glimmer of light from the groove, Xiao Yan couldn't help but be speechless for a while: "This wall is so dilapidated. โ€

Xiao Yan took a deep breath and mobilized the source qi in his body: "Xuantian Fist!" With Xiao Yan's heavy drinking, he smashed his fist into the stone gate. The ancient stone gate collapsed quickly, and before Xiao Yan could dodge, he was covered with broken stones and dust: "Fuck!"

Xiao Yan looked at his originally clean and tidy black clothes, but now they were in tatters, and the vomit on his body was sticky with lime, and the black, white and green colors made Xiao Yan a little unbearable to look at his face, it would definitely not be any better......

Thinking of this, Xiao Yan no longer stagnated, rushed through the dust barrier, and rushed into the Triple Realm. There is no Xiao Yan in the triple realm, unlike Xiao Yan imagined, it can be as easy to find water as the grassland of the first gate and the mirror lake as soon as you enter the double gate.

What caught Xiao Yan's eyes were mountains, the mountains were connected, and Howen had disappeared. Xiao Yan looked at the endless mountains, and couldn't help but have a trace of doubt in his heart, why did he have an inexplicable sense of familiarity with this place? Even Xiao Yan felt as if he had been here not long ago.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yan couldn't help but close his eyes, relying on the guidance of his soul power, running freely between the mountains and forests. After a while, a clear stream appeared in front of Xiao Yan's eyes, Xiao Yan looked at the river in front of him, why was he so familiar with this place?

Thinking of this, Xiao Yan couldn't help but be surprised, could it be that this triple gate was another illusion? Thinking of the illusions cast by the phantom spirit one after another, Xiao Yan couldn't help but swallow and spit fiercely. Looking at the small river in front of him that had been tempting him, Xiao Yan suppressed the desire he had been longing.

The soul was slowly released from the center of his eyebrows, and he carefully probed in the river, and when Xiao Yan opened his eyes again, the confusion in his eyes became deeper, and he secretly pondered in his heart: "This is a real river." But since it's not an illusion, how can I be so familiar with this place......"

But when he looked down and saw that he was covered with equipment that had exceeded his imagination, and even his hair was dyed gray and white by the dust smashed out of the collapsed stone gate, Xiao Yan couldn't help but sigh, it was really thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi...... Emperor Yan, who enjoyed himself in Emperor Yan's Mansion not long ago, has now been reduced to a tired man?

"Alas" Xiao Yan sighed, it was really a trick. I didn't bother to pay attention to the chaotic thoughts in my mind, took off my dirty clothes, and threw them into the water, and then, Xiao Yan jumped into the water with a fish leaping into the dragon gate

"Roar!" Feeling the feeling of the clear stream that made his soul soft, Xiao Yan couldn't help but feel like a little grass that had been in a long drought and had a lot of nectar, and his fatigue suddenly eased a lot. Swam a few times back and forth in the water. Xiao Yan lay on the stones by the river, quietly looking at the sky, the stream flowing slowly beside him.

Xiao Yan, who had experienced too long of exhausting penance, fell asleep in the arms of the water......

But nature does not rest because a person sleeps, the mountain breeze and the spring water dance freely, and there are the footsteps that are faintly hidden in the woods. Xiao Yan, who was sleeping, opened his eyes violently, and there was a sense of crisis in the depths of his soul just now. It makes the originally cool spring water a little chilly.

Xiao Yan hurriedly jumped out of the river, reached out from his backpack and took out the black clothes that the little medicine fairy had sewn for himself, and gently put them on, Xiao Yan's soul had already looked around the surrounding woods several times at the moment he jumped out of the river, although he didn't find anything, but Xiao Yan was sure that the murderous aura he felt just now would not be wrong. It was the induction that he had accumulated in thousands of life-and-death battles.

Xiao Yan walked to the river, looking at himself who had returned to his previous cleanliness again, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a smile of relief, life is like such a day, continuous struggle, although the road is hard, but that little rest is full of satisfaction. It is a kind of genius and a person who is born to enjoy glory, which can never be understood.