Ahan raised his steel knife at the little beast, and the little beast quickly stopped screaming, and plunged into the magma, and after a while, he resurfaced his head, and saw that Ahan could not enter the magma at all, and began to roar loudly again.

Ahan really couldn't do anything about it, although after absorbing some of the egg whites from the eggshell, his fire immunity was much stronger, but he still couldn't completely immune to the high temperature of the magma. Once you get close to the lava lake, the scorching heat will reappear. After a while, he gave up, such a creature was not something he could subdue now.

The next morning, Ah Han went into the deep pool, followed the waterway, and came to the hall of the cave, and immediately found that there was a faint coercion around him, and he immediately turned his head to look, and found that the little beast was hiding in a corner of the hall, with a sneaky expression. Seeing Yahan's gaze sweeping, a trace of panic suddenly appeared in his eyes, regardless of the distance, he opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of white flames, turned around and fled.

The flames were more than ten meters away from Ahman, and they fell to the ground, burning fiercely, and the ground turned into a puddle of liquid. But the little beast was long gone. Ahan's temples fluttered, his forehead was bruised, and he almost chased after him with a knife. But he still held back, even if he chased it into the magma, it was estimated that he would not be able to take it, unless he could physically not be afraid of the high temperature of the magma.

However, he still clearly underestimated the little beast's revenge and strong will.

Once or twice, maybe he could bear it, but then it was every day. And the little beast gradually mastered the law of his movements, not only in the morning there would be an attack, but even when he came out of the space at night, he would not let go. Several times, if he hadn't been alert and avoided the flames in an instant, he would have turned into a cloud of dust.

Even a saint has three points of fire, not to mention that he is not a saint at all.

He secretly analyzed the characteristics of the little beast, its characteristics are very obvious, a blow is not heavy, thousands of miles away, the attack is powerful, but it is only the power of one blow, once the blow is over, there is only one thing left to escape.

For such creatures, it is clear that close means cannot be used. He immediately thought of the flying knife, but he quickly ruled it out, the attack power of the flying knife is powerful, but it takes a long time to practice, once it misses, with the intelligence of this little beast, it will undoubtedly be alert, and he doesn't want to kill it.

He had a flash of inspiration at this time, and he immediately remembered the spiritual technique stun technique, this spell is undoubtedly the best choice for the little beast, once hit by the stun technique, then there is only a way to catch it.

However, the contribution points he had accumulated during this period of time were only more than three hundred, which was still a big gap from the five hundred required for the vertigo technique. It seems that you need to earn more contribution points during this time.

Ahan made up his mind that when he returned in the evening, he entered the virtual space and searched for a suitable task.

Ambergris, twenty contribution points, this elixir is available in space. He immediately took over the task, and he continued to look down, bitter fruit, ten contribution points, and it can also be done in space. He searched carefully and found that the elixir in the light storm space could be exchanged for about eighty contributions.

There are still 90 contribution points left, but there are tasks to complete. He had a secret headache in his heart, but there was nothing he could do, since he had storm space, he rarely went out to complete tasks. Most of the contributions are solved by the elixir in the storm space. After all, doing tasks outside is undoubtedly a waste of time, and every day is equivalent to five days of wasted time.

He carefully selected among the quest entries, and finally chose the task of obtaining the unicorn of an adult Iron Horn, with a contribution value of one hundred and fifty, and a map of the Iron Horn's approximate location, about seventy kilometers away from the Temple Mount.

Iron horned beast, a third-level mortal beast, a vegetarian creature, sexually fond of ore, horns are harder than gold, and extremely hard. Here's all there is to it in the Bestiary.

Looking at the stereoscopic image, this creature is very similar to the cow in his previous life, but it only has a single horn, and at a glance he knows that it is not a ferocious creature, which is why he chose the iron horn.

However, he also understands that creatures that can be called mortal level three are very difficult to deal with. He had already encountered this on the Stone Pupil Beast.

However, now his strength is no longer comparable to before, whether it is strength or spiritual power, it has increased several times. Especially in the physical body, with the strength that he is not losing to the Xuan level at all, he should be at ease with a mere third-level mortal beast.

The next day, before dawn, Ahan had already gotten up and followed the safe route on the map to the depths of the forest.

The spiritual power on his feet surged naturally, and although it was like a leisurely walk, the ground seemed to be shrinking rapidly, and each step could be five or six meters away.

The wind was blowing in the face, and the surrounding trees were rapidly retreating, but the speed was not slow. If it were in his previous life, he would have reached sixty or seventy yards, and this was far from his limit, and if he went all out, he could even reach a hundred yards.

However, in order to save spiritual power and wait for the battle to be fought soon, he had to move forward slowly. He stopped from time to time, bent down, and pulled up a small grass with the roots of the soil, and the space in his hand fluctuated, throwing the grass into the space at will.

If an alchemist saw his rough movements here, he would definitely be half angry, and if such an elixir could survive, it could only mean that the aura in the storm space was too strong.

After more than two hours, the surrounding forest became more and more thin, and by the end, there were few thick trees to be seen, except for some dark grass mottled on the clearing. In the distance, there is a black barren mountain about five or six hundred meters high.

When he got here, he slowed down, and when he looked left and right, he was already the destination on the map.

The soil here should be rich in metals, and it is difficult for plants and trees to grow here, which is in line with the preference of the Iron Horn to suck ore, and it is indeed very likely that the Iron Horn will be infested, Ahan thought to himself.

Ahan took the steel knife and walked around the grassland, but he was disappointed, except for some small ordinary creatures, he could not see the trace of the ironclad beast at all. Isn't it on the steppe, but on that bare mountain in the distance.