In the grass less than ten meters away from the bluestone slab, an old man dressed in white was dying at the moment, his white robe was tattered and bloodstained.

A cyan long sword lay quietly next to the old man, and the land under the sword was already a large area of red.

Feng Bo cautiously walked to the man's side, retreated back and then walked up, and then retreated back and walked up again, after a few struggles, Feng Bo made up his mind, although the world is chaotic and dangerous, he still chooses to believe that saving people's lives is to be able to create a seventh-level floating slaughter.

The man was obviously seriously injured, and although his breath was weak, fortunately it had not been cut off, and he had just fainted.

Feng Bo has been hunting in the mountains all the year round, and he has a little understanding of first aid, although he has never set foot in the refining of pills, but the simple healing herbs can be regarded as knowledgeable, and it can be regarded as endless, and at this moment Feng Bo has a few flavors in his pocket that come in handy.

Feng Bo carefully untied the old man's clothes, he didn't know if he didn't look at it, and he was startled when he saw it. The old man could hardly find a piece of intact skin on his body, either knife wounds or sword wounds, more than 300 places large and small, so deep that he could see the bones and internal organs, especially the chest one, which had penetrated the back, if it wasn't for the lower part, it was estimated that the man would have died.

Feng Bo took some water from the lake and simply cleaned his wound and then used herbs to mash it and put it on him, because the wound was so deep that it had never been seen before, the dressing alone could not do much at all, Feng Bo fed the man a few mouthfuls of beast blood.

Dao beasts were originally born from heaven and earth, and they absorbed the essence of heaven and earth around them and advanced their transformation, the higher they were, the more advanced they were, the more they were able to attain their wisdom, and their innate superiority was far from being comparable to that of human cultivators.

The physical strength of the Dao beast is huge, and the vitality is tenacious, cultivators usually use the blood of the Dao beast to refine the elixir for cultivating the physical strength, and at the same time, the blood of the Dao beast contains a huge vitality, which is also the best choice for healing and extending life.

The only flaw of the Dao beast is that the soul power is weak, if it encounters a cultivator who is good at soul attack, even if its physical strength is great, it is quite difficult to survive, unless it is the kind of Dao beast that is good at soul attack, otherwise it is almost always as long as it is slaughtered.

Like Feng Bo, who came out to hunt the Dao Beast this time, it was also to use the Dao Beast Neidan to heal Xiaotian's father and achieve the effect of renewing his life.

After Feng Bo gave the man in white a few mouthfuls of the blood of the silver wolf beast, he ordered Xiao Tian to take care of the man in white on the side, while he himself turned around and walked deeper into Tongtian Mountain.

After all, the man in white was too seriously injured, and in Feng Bo's opinion, if he wanted to save his life, he had to get a Dao Beast Neidan for him to take. Of course, not as long as it is a Dao Beast, it is necessary to have an Inner Dan, and under normal circumstances, at least a second-order high-level Dao Beast will have the possibility of forming a Dan.

Although Feng Bo is just an ordinary person and has never practiced at all, after all, he has also followed the mercenary group to hunt and kill many Dao beasts, and his years of experience and good martial arts tell him that he has the confidence to hunt and kill the Dao Beasts, otherwise he would not have been able to take Xiao Tian to this Tongtian Mountain alone to find the Dao Beast Neidan for Xiao Tian's father.

After Feng Bo left, he was alone with the man in white. Although Xiao Tian is only eleven or twelve years old, he is not a child of a big family, and he has been taking care of his injured father since he was a child.

Xiao Tian's father was originally the same as Feng Bo, both of whom were well-known hunting masters in the village, and they had all participated in the mercenary group of Fengyue City, and the reason why he had been sick in bed was because when their mercenary group took over the task of hunting and killing Dao beasts in the year Xiao Tian was born.

That time, their mercenary group really suffered heavy losses, the regiment commander and deputy regiment commander died tragically, and he was seriously injured because of saving Fengbo and has been bedridden until now. Feng Bo also cultivated for three years before he was able to recover.

After drinking a few sips of Dao beast blood, the man in white gradually improved his complexion slightly, and his breathing gradually calmed down.

It had been almost an hour since Feng Bo left the small lake, and while he was looking for traces of Dao beasts with his experience, he picked up the herbs that he could use along the way. Although he was busy and sweating, he still enjoyed it, and at the moment he couldn't find much space in his arrow basket, and if he took it to the market to trade, it should be able to exchange it for a month's living expenses.

"Sizzle...... Sizzle......"

Just as he was ecstatic to dig up a fifty-year-old blood ginseng in the rock crevice, an accident happened.

A blood-red snake is like a big Buddha in a cave less than three meters away from the blood ginseng, the snake letter spits and receives, the size of a dagger, two eyes the size of eggs, and a cold bloodthirsty sound from its mouth.

"Good guy, it's actually Blood Ginseng Jiao!"

Feng Bo suddenly jumped back to a place about five meters away from the Blood Ginseng Jiao, and shivered fiercely.

This Blood Ginseng Jiao didn't make the next move, it seemed that as long as Feng Bo didn't come forward, all other behaviors had nothing to do with it.

"I often hear people say that this blood ginseng Jiao is the guardian Dao beast of blood ginseng, and it seems that this is really the case. Feng Bo muttered: "This is a good thing, look at the size of this guy should already be a second-order high, blood ginseng is a rare holy medicine for healing injuries and life, this animal has been absorbing blood ginseng essence here for many years, and its preciousness should have been better than this blood ginseng a long time ago." ”

Feng Bo took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket, poured out some yellow powder from the porcelain bottle, sprinkled it on his body, and applied it to the machete, and then flew up to the blood ginseng Jiao and jumped towards the blood ginseng Jiao, seven inches away, there was a big machete.

Although the Blood Ginseng Jiao is a second-order high-level Dao beast, after all, it is also a snake after all, and ordinary snakes who have not given birth to spiritual wisdom are so afraid of male yellow, not to mention that there is still a spiritual wisdom Dao beast.

Seeing Feng Bo raise his knife and slash, the blood ginseng Jiao instinctively shrank back, helplessly, the cave was just a little bit of place, its big body had already occupied it, where could it still shrink its head.

It doesn't matter if you don't shrink, such a shrinkage, coupled with the knife that Feng Bo slashed from, no more than a point, no less, the head of the blood ginseng Jiao just slammed into the rock, and the machete, which could not be chopped in, easily separated its snake head from seven inches to the snake, and it was estimated that it was the most wrongly killed second-order high-level Dao beast on Tongtian Mountain.

Seeing that the head of the snake and the body of the snake had been completely separated, Feng Bo did not stop moving, but continued to pick up the machete and slash at the head of the snake.

As soon as the knife fell, the snake's head was also broken in two, and a red bead the size of a fist rolled out.