Chapter 87: Snow Mountain Wolf King [1]

How to become strong is a topic worth pondering, nothing more than diligent cultivation, superior mental formulas, exquisite magic numbers, weapons in hand, and obedient and powerful spirit beasts.

This is the route that ordinary people can take, but how should she Murong Yinzhu go?

Cultivation is almost useless to her, who is equal to a waste of dantian, the results of cultivation are nothing more than a stone sinking into the sea, the mental formulas and the number of exercises and spells that she is familiar with are not things in this time and space, and she does not have much actual combat experience here, so she can't compare which side is more powerful.

The weapon in hand, the silver needle is what she likes, but the consumables, and it all depends on her exercises, the silver needle itself can bring little help, and it is not a divine weapon; Spirit beasts, simply none.

In this way, there is still a long way to go to find the Witch of the Night and defeat her.

But it doesn't matter, Murong Yinzhu is very determined, she has one thing that others don't have, that is, the immortal body, all the problems, she will definitely find a solution.

The determination to go to the top floor of the Elixir Pavilion is also stronger, not only to see what exercises Han Annihilation has cultivated, but also to learn more about the things in this time and space, looking for the most beneficial to himself, maybe there will be a few words about vampires in the bizarre collection on the top floor?

After all, there is the existence of the Witch of the Night who can control time and space, and things between time and space should be interconnected.

Therefore, the top priority is to prepare to go to the Snow Mountain and obtain the Snow Mountain Wolf King Neidan, and put aside all other issues first, Murong Yinzhu rarely feels that he has a high fighting spirit, and now that he is alive with such a clear goal and such a strong motivation, he is naturally full of vitality.

"Miss." Murong Yinzhu was looking through a copy of the Black Spiritual Qi Practitioner Exercises that Murong De gave her, and when she practiced her upper condensation array method, Wang Chuan's voice came from outside the door.

"Enter." Murong Yinzhu said, his eyes fell on a simple cohesion formation, there is no such cohesion technique in the sealing technique, this formation is worth learning, in battle, you can concentrate the aura on your fists or feet to attack others.

"I bought the blood of the snowy mountain chicks you wanted." Wang Chuan sent something and whispered, "What you told the villain to let Yanchen know, the villain let him know, he seems to have left in advance, and he still has the blood of the she-wolf of the Snow Mountain." ”

"Hmm." Murong Yinzhu sniffed, she could smell the smell of blood from the jar clearly, but it was the blood of a snow-capped mountain chicken, "Go and tell Murong Ke, I'm going to go to the snow-capped mountain, is he on the same road with me?" Still is...... Can't? Remember to convey the original words. ”

"Yes." Wang Chuan retreated.

Murong Ke is arrogant, thinks very highly of himself, and acts impulsively, so he provokes him like this, he will naturally go the same way with him.

Sure enough, half an hour later, Murong Ke began to fight with Murong Yinzhu for light skills, he relied on the formation and attached spiritual power, and Murong Yinzhu had no trace of spiritual power, but he galloped all the way with his body and light skills as a vampire, neither fast nor slow, just half a step faster than Murong Ke.

Both of them were draped in black figures, and they quickly ran towards the snow-capped mountains two hundred miles away from the Spirit Beast City.

And on a tall ancient tree under the snow-capped mountains, there was a man guarding, the smoke and dust showed the light of hatred, he was waiting, holding a jar in his hand, and in the jar was the blood of the snow-capped mountain she-wolf.