Fang Fan looked at the dead elephant and was a little disappointed.

"With the current strength, it is almost impossible to forcibly capture mountain elephants."

Although he knew that the Mountain Elephant Cavalry, as an intermediate-level special class, would not be so easy to change classes, but now it seems that what he thinks is still too simple.

With today's strength, it is almost impossible to train mountain riders.

However, not only did this not make Fang Fan give up, on the contrary, it aroused Fang Fan's fighting spirit and interest more and more.

Because, Fang Fan knew that the higher the difficulty now, the stronger he would be when he trained the mountain elephant to ride.

The effort and the gain are always proportional.

"Village chief, why don't we wrap the wire rope together? And then to catch? Wang Hui proposed.

Fang Fan glanced at him: "It's not just a matter of wire rope.

As early as before the end of the world, there were people who had idle egg pain and did things like tug-of-war with elephants, do you know what the result was? ”

"What?" Wang Hui asked curiously.

"A whole hundred people, in the same direction, couldn't pull the elephant.

If you really want to make a hard comparison, the winning rate of tug-of-war between us and mountain elephants is not as good as the winning rate of tug-of-war between ordinary people and ordinary elephants.

This is no longer a problem that can be solved by simply increasing the thickness of the rope and increasing the number of people in tug-of-war.

Let's go, let's test it today, we have other tasks. ”

"Yes!"

Fang Fan dug out the beast soul of the mountain elephant, brought the ivory, and marched in a hurry, continuing to go deep into the plain.

Along the way, I felt that I didn't know how many mountain elephant colonies, but Fang Fan didn't make a move, he couldn't capture it now, and he could only kill it, so he could only exchange it for a third-order beast soul, which was not cost-effective.

Looking at the map that had not been drawn for a long time, Fang Fan crossed the plain and came directly to the front of a warehouse on the outskirts of the city.

This is a salt silo that stores a large amount of iodized salt, which is completely sufficient to solve the current iodized salt shortage in Ning'an Village.

"Be careful, there's a big guy here."

Fang Fan frowned, feeling the huge vitality inside.

This powerful life wave, third order? No, it doesn't seem to be more than the third order, the fourth order, it doesn't seem to be, it always feels like something is missing.

Fang Fan was confused, if it was other materials, Fang Fan didn't say a word, and immediately turned around and left, but inside was iodized salt in Ning'an Village, if it came, Ning'an Village would not need to have the problem of salt shortage for a long time, so today's warehouse had to be taken.

The second-order squad leaders who comprehended the battle visualization took their heads and slowly approached the iron door of the warehouse.

Fang Fan walked in the forefront, the Formation-Breaking Dragon Spear in his hand dancing.

Bang dang!

The sound of the iron door falling came far away from the quiet warehouse, and in an instant, Fang Fan felt a strong wind.

Looking at it, a wrist-thick vine rushed straight towards Fang Fan.

Fang Fan knew in his heart that this was actually a mutated plant, and the huge life fluctuations in it were understandable.

A shot broke the vines that flew out, and the golden spear extended from the Formation Breaking Dragon Spear, directly breaking the gate, and the vision was wide open.

Everyone looked at it, a vine was inside, hundreds of vines were dancing like a group of demons, waving them, making a real sound of breaking the sky, and around the vines, a dry corpse was scattered on the ground, and there were people and mutant beasts.

In an instant, all of them were winding towards Fang Fan and the others.

"Shhh

Everyone gasped.

"This, this tentacle monster."

"Don't blame the tentacles, give it to me, cut off all the tentacles for me!"

"Great!"

This vine was not as powerful as Fang Fan thought, or rather, it was completely restrained by Fang Fan.

The tenacious vines, even if the spear containing the golden aura pierced it, was only a small wound, and it was impossible to cut it into a few pieces.

And as long as it can't break the vines, it's basically invincible, and hundreds of vines will wrap you around until you die, like those dry bones on the ground.

It's a pity that it met Fang Fan.

Tough in the face of ordinary weapons, the vines that are difficult to fight will not be tougher than white paper in the face of the Divine Soldier Breaking Formation Panlong Spear, and they will be broken when touched.

"Eh, are we going to watch the show here?"

"No one is stopping you, you go up."

"Cut, I'm not stupid, I just feel a little uncomfortable." Wang Hui's face was sour, and he took advantage of his chin with one hand, and watched Fang Fan fight the tentacles alone, oh no, mutant vines.

Fang Fan fought fiercely, and it took half a day to cut off the branches of this mutated vine, leaving a piece of taproot tightly, Fang Fan was about to kill it, but suddenly, with an idea, he pinched the head and tail, and grabbed it.

Wrapping the taproot around the Formation Breaking Dragon Spear, the mutated vines that were originally struggling didn't dare to move, and they were scared.

Glancing back at the onlookers, he shouted angrily: "What are you still looking at, move, bring me all the salt back." ”

At the sound of an order, everyone ran out, dragged in the carts that were connected to the small trains, and piled up the bags of salt, looking more tired than the other, for fear that Fang Fan would be angry and give them two beats.

Seeing this, Fang Fan snorted twice, squatted down, grabbed a vine that had been cut down, and pulled it, unable to move at all.

After thinking about it, he used the Formation Breaking Dragon Gun to cut the vines, took out the core, and ripped the outer skin one by one.

During the whole process, Fang Fan noticed that the vines that were wrapped around the Formation Breaking Dragon Spear were all shaking.

Laughing secretly, but the movements of his hands did not stop, his hands clenched the inner core, and he withdrew forcefully.

No change at all.

The force increased little by little, but the inner core did not deform at all.

Boom!

It wasn't until Fang Fan used half of his strength that the inner core was disconnected with a bang.

Fang Fan's eyes lit up, this, this is the core material about one millimeter thick, if the multiple strands are entangled, there is also the outer skin, and the willfulness is not low.

The more Fang Fan thought about it, the brighter his eyes became, and his gaze involuntarily looked at the vines.

Trembling, the weak, shrunk on the Broken Array Dragon Spear, trembling.

Fang Fan showed a kind smile: "Strange, don't be afraid, in the future, I will mess with my brother, my brother will cover you, eat fragrant, drink spicy." ”

The hand patted on the vine and patted it to shake it.

"Here's a few, bring all these vines back."

"Huh?"

One was surprised.

"Didn't you hear what I said, bring it all back to me." Fang Fan glared at him viciously and said.

"Oooh, oh, okay."

When the "little train" was fully loaded, Fang Fan and they began to return, a group of people pulled the cart, a group of people guarded, and they took turns, and they rushed back to the village in this way.

It's a little slower, but that's the way it can be.

It took twice as long to get back to the village, and truckloads of iodized salt were pulled into the village and stored in warehouses in full view of everyone, giving the villagers great confidence.

The people take food as the sky, the food is stable, the salt is stable, and the people's hearts are stable!

After returning to the village, the convoy unloaded the salt, stored it in the warehouse, and then set off again, but this time, Fang Fan did not go, and quietly came to a corner of the village.