"You are a flag on the chessboard, a level, defeat you and I will survive, right?"

Although he didn't feel the slightest pain, the strong desire to admit defeat in his heart forced Ling Feng to start a frantic resistance.

Without hands, feet and limbs, he can only use his body to collide with his opponent frantically.

Boom, boom, boom

In a few breaths, Ling Feng collided with the rice bucket-sized flying flower dew dozens of times.

The so-called wounded enemy is 1,000, and self-damage is 800.

Every time they collided, Ling Feng and his opponent were like clay statues, and some of the mud on each other's bodies would fall off.

This mud is like a person's clothes, flesh and blood, constantly falling off, his body gradually becomes smaller, and from time to time conveys a sense of weakness.

Ling Feng held back a breath of anger, and in the frantic collision, he couldn't care about anything else.

I don't know how long it has been, but the 'Flying Flower Dew' who tried to provoke Ling was finally shattered by his impact, like a cloud of rubble, scattered in front of him.

Ling Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

That's when he began to check his body.

Under this investigation, I was taken aback again.

Originally, his body the size of a rice bucket had shrunk several times after a violent collision, and now it looked roughly the size of a hula hoop.

Ling Feng secretly felt that it was not good, and only then did he defeat the first opponent, and he was much faster.

What made him even more unacceptable was that his inferior elixir, whose name was not even clear, had plummeted to the point that it was not even as good as a grade.

What if you meet a second opponent?

This Danpan world is very weird, Ling Feng has no doubt that in addition to the inferior first-grade pills, there are also second-grade, third-grade, and even fourth-grade, fifth-grade existence, when the time comes, he will not be enough to stuff people's teeth.

What can I do?

After pondering for a long time, just when Ling Feng was helpless, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his mind.

What if he could defeat his opponent and devour the remnants of his opponent's Dan body to make up for his lost Dan Qi?

At least in this way, he can continue to maintain his original strength in the fight, and even grow strongly.

The world on the chessboard and the root of all evil in the eyes of the underworld still have something in common in some places.

If an ordinary alchemist wants to devour the remnants of the opponent's Dan body and use it for his own use after defeating the opponent, it is undoubtedly a fool's dream.

However, Ling Feng had learned many strange methods of the Hades and was the best at devouring them.

However, at the moment, his body is just an elixir, and his body structure is completely different from that of the human race, and he doesn't know if it will work.

Anyway, in a word, a live horse should be a dead horse doctor.

Thinking of this, Ling Feng regained his spirits, and worked hard to roll his round body in front of the corpse of the 'Flying Flower Dew', and began to operate the devouring divine power of the underworld.

Streams of energy surged out of his body, forcing the space to twist slightly.

Because of the different structures of his body, the energy ripples that diffused from Ling Feng's body did not have a trace of evil aura, except for the rich Danxiang, it was still Danxiang.

Slowly, a bizarre scene emerged.

I saw that the Dan body of the flying flower dew turned into a stream of Dan Qi, constantly covering Ling Feng's body.

The benefits of this snowballing approach are obvious.

After a while, he felt the strength he had lost returned, and his body returned to its original size of a rice bucket.

What surprised him even more was that his grade had also reached the peak of the first grade.

Ling Feng had a faint hunch that his grade was only a thin line away from the second grade at the moment, and as long as he devoured an opponent, he would be able to break through to the second grade.

At that time, at least a little self-preservation!

After completely devouring the energy of the flying flower dew, Ling Feng did not rush down the mountain.

The first thing he has to do is to get used to his body, at least in the shortest possible time, after countless imitations, so that his body can be completely controlled and used freely.

In this way, if he encounters a strong opponent, he is agile and has a much better chance of escaping.

Thinking of doing it, Ling Feng began to roll slowly down the steep hillside.

Bang bang bang

At the beginning, he couldn't control it, and his round body was like a beef ball bouncing around, smashing into a big pit or an ancient tree countless times, and he fell dizzy.

Fortunately, the hillside is not quite wide, so that he will not be unlucky enough to fall into the valley.

After training again and again, practice makes perfect, and slowly he fell less and less, and finally reached the point of heart-to-heart with this body.

Right now, although his body is bloated and round, he can also replace his limbs, and he can roll wherever he wants to go, and there is not much gap.

After the run-in, Ling Feng didn't know how long it had been, anyway, he was going to set off and start a new journey.

From the slope to the foot of the mountain, the road is rugged and eighteen bends, and there are all kinds of traps everywhere, such as streams, swamps...... But they were all calmly dodged by Ling Feng.

As soon as he rolled to the foot of the mountain, suddenly the earth shook again, and Ling Feng raised his eyes to see a huge, fleshy thing rolling towards him.

This pill should be a second-grade pill blood flesh pill, and its body size is one circle larger than Ling Feng.

In contrast, it is like the difference between a tiger and a sheep.

"Nima's, that's unlucky. ”

Ling Feng scolded secretly, his grade was only at the peak of the first grade, this might be the opponent of the second-grade pill?

As his thoughts surged, Ling Feng turned around and rolled quickly towards the back, thinking of a way to deal with it.

That's right!

Traps, since you can't beat them, use all kinds of traps to trap your opponent.

Although Ling Feng was also an elixir, his soul was a living person, and his opponent was definitely not as active as him.

According to Ling Feng's logic, all the pills in this Danqi world are just puppets that Gu thinks they have created, they have no thinking, and they will only rely on instinct to hunt down their opponents.

Ling Feng quickly recalled the various traps that had come all the way from the hillside to the foot of the mountain, and a gleam appeared in his eyes.

Obviously, although the opponent was a second-grade elixir, his movements were not as dexterous as Ling Feng's, and he was even more stiff when he turned a corner, hitting the trunk and rock nine times out of ten.

Because Ling Feng was agile, he kept a distance of dozens of zhang from the pursuers in the rear.

When he reached the halfway point of the mountain, there was a ravine dozens of zhang deep in front of him, Ling Feng sprinted over at the fastest speed, and when he was less than a few inches away from the ravine, he jumped over and landed on the opposite side dangerously.

And the flesh ball that was chasing after it was not so lucky, and it fell into the ravine with a 'plop'.

The moat was very deep, at least dozens of zhang high, and the flesh pill was trapped in it, and it couldn't jump out no matter what.

It's like a machine, it doesn't know the hard work, and it never ends until it's exhausted.