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When Guo Qingyang's figure appeared in the mountains and forests of the Cangzhou Continent again, without the slightest hesitation, he tore open a flying talisman and flew away into the distance.

Dozens of sharp-nosed jackals were tortured to death by him with machine guns in this mountainous area, and the strong smell of blood spread in all directions like a tide, and it won't be long before it will attract a large number of wild beasts to come, God knows how difficult it will be, Guo Qingyang doesn't want to wait here to be besieged.

Although Guo Qingyang has a flying charm, there are many flying beasts in this Wushan Mountain Range.

flew more than ten miles away before Guo Qingyang stopped, controlling his body and levitating over a narrow valley.

The valley is flanked by steep cliffs, a faint mist in the valley, shrubs and weeds growing in abundance, and countless colorful flowers blooming in between.

Guo Qingyang thought in his heart, there must be a lot of wild beasts in such a place, and it is separated from the surrounding mountains, even if he turns this place upside down, he doesn't have to worry about a large number of wild beasts coming from other places, it is really a natural good place to exercise his actual combat ability.

Looking around, it didn't take long for Guo Qingyang to find the first target, which was a wild beast as big as a buffalo and looked like a wild boar, but there was a pair of sharp horns on its head, the skin on its body was like a rough bluestone, and its thick black hair added a bit of fierce momentum.

After all, Guo Qingyang's predecessor was weak, and from the memory fragments he left, Guo Qingyang had no information about this wild beast, but since this horned "wild boar" appeared in the remaining veins of Wushan, it was not much higher than that.

However, for the sake of prudence, Guo Qingyang still took out a Type 99 sniper rifle from the space, aimed at the heart of this desolate beast, and pulled the trigger fiercely.

"Phew!" A crisp gunshot reverberated in the empty valley, and the horned wild boar immediately let out a terrible roar from its mouth, and then a pair of blood-red eyes immediately locked on Guo Qingyang's side, and he ran rampant with four hooves.

"Good fellow, the defense of this desolate beast is truly extraordinary!"

Guo Qingyang, who was suspended in mid-air, was almost startled by what he saw, he still knew the power of the little devil Type 99 sniper rifle, not to mention flesh and blood, even if it was an ordinary steel plate, it could be pierced at once at such a close distance.

However, after this horned boar-like beast was shot, although the blood flowed from the wound for a long time, it could be seen from its next reaction that this shot did not enter its body at all, and the terrifying bullet of kinetic energy only stayed in its muscles.

"So, isn't this guy's rough-skinned defense as steel?"

This judgment made Guo Qingyang have to raise his guess about the strength of this wild beast.

There is no doubt that this guy's strength is at least above the second order, maybe he has reached the strength of the third order desolate beast, if he doesn't have a hot weapon that no one else in this world can have, once he encounters this terrifying guy head-on, I'm afraid he won't have the ability to fight at all.

The second-order peak or even the third-order desolate beast is not something that a martial artist in the body refining period can compete with at all, at least he has to cultivate the innate true qi in his body, and a qi refining stage cultivator who can already preliminarily make magic weapons can have the power to fight.

Of course, this is only the strength standard of the natives of the Cangzhou Continent, and it cannot be applied to Guo Qingyang, an outlier.

The attack power of the firearm, at least it can completely explode those low-level magic weapons, not a fourth-order or above desolate beast with super defensive power, and it can't resist the attack of this kind of steel weapon at all, the difference is only the difference between the severity of the injury.

For example, the wild boar with a pair of sharp horns that has rushed to Guo Qingyang's bottom right now, although Guo Qingyang's shot did not kill it, but judging from the hole where blood kept flowing from its chest wound, its injuries were not light.

"Whoa......"

The long-horned wild boar let out a howl from its mouth, and its huge body jumped directly several meters high, trying to use the sharp horns on its head to hit Guo Qingyang fiercely.

It's just that at this moment, Guo Qingyang's hovering height is at least more than twenty meters, which makes this desolate beast's attack look so ridiculous and powerless.

Closer, Guo Qingyang could feel the huge power contained in the body of this huge desolate beast, and he could clearly feel that if the attack of this fierce beast just now hit the ground, he was afraid that he would be directly cut into several large pieces by that pair of sharp horns, and there would be no chance of surviving.

"Fortunately, I cautiously tested it beforehand, otherwise it would have been a tragedy if I rushed up to fight it in close quarters."

This also made Guo Qingyang figure out one thing, why the strength of the martial artists in the body refining period had reached the inhuman realm after cultivation, but they still couldn't be placed in the eyes of those real cultivators.

After all, the human body has the limit of cultivation, and there are almost no exercises in this world that specialize in refining the body, and the so-called physical sanctification is rarely heard of, and the monks still have to rely on magic weapons and spells in their daily battles.

For example, if these powerful desolate beasts can't reach the Qi refining stage or above, and they can't attack with magic weapons, then they don't want to confront them head-on at all. Even if it is a powerful martial artist of the seventh level of body refining, he can inflict huge damage on these desolate beasts with the sharp weapons in his hands, but he will definitely not be able to escape their brutal attacks, and being ravaged into a pile of meatloaf will be the lightest end.

When Guo Qingyang was thinking in his heart, the brutal beast below still did not stop attacking in vain, and its huge body kept rising into the air, and the sharp horns like a pair of scimitars were still trying to collide with Guo Qingyang's body.

The dull loud sound of "dong dong dong" kept ringing in this valley, it was the terrifying sound of the huge body of the desolate beast after it fell to the ground, and every time the huge body of thousands of catties fell to the ground from a height of several meters, it could always cause a strong vibration.

The shrubs and weeds within a radius of more than ten meters around it can be regarded as bad luck, and they were directly smashed by the huge body of the wild beast, mixed with the gray-black soil on the ground, and it seems that they don't want to return to their original state in a short time.

"You guy is really stupid, you know you can't attack me, but you still jump so hard, don't you know that you're tired?"

Guo Qingyang decided to help this guy get out of his current powerless situation, if it continues like this, even if it doesn't bleed to death from its wounds, it will die of exhaustion.

"Bang!" Another crisp shot drifted through the valley, and a scorching bullet shot straight into the right eye of the horned boar below, blasting its large, blood-red eye into a mass of meat sauce.

The horned boar let out a terrible howl again, and its huge body finally fell to the ground weakly, and after a few convulsions, there was no more sound.

Guo Qingyang's shot just now not only exploded its eyeballs, the powerful warhead drilled directly into the depths of the beast's brain, stirring its brain into a pulp, straightening its hooves and dying in Huangquan.

"Very good, this time it's good luck, this guy's rough skin and a pair of sharp horns can at least sell a few low-grade jade coins."

Before the effectiveness of the flying talisman was exhausted, Guo Qingyang lowered his figure, stepped forward to carefully investigate the behemoth, and tightened it into his carry-on storage space with a smile on his face.

With this good start, Guo Qingyang has more expectations for his next hunting operation.