Wang Hao saw that there were many spiritual herbs and elixirs that were more than 1,000 years old under his feet, and he couldn't help but pick them. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoAlthough I have gained a lot along the way, who will be too good to have many seven-leaf fairy mortars, golden fleas, sitting god grass, fairy turnips, drunken fairy grass, etc. Don't have too many good things, I'm just afraid of picking up hand cramps.

Suddenly, a gust of wind swept over, and the leaves of the trees rustled down from the flying sand and stones, and even darkened the surroundings. Wang Hao used his true qi to protect his body from the wind and sand. However, he still felt that this wind was not so simple, and there was a faint aura of danger. Just now, the sun was shining, and the wind was warm, but suddenly the wind and clouds changed abruptly, and there must be demons when things happen. Thinking of this, he hurriedly flashed to the side, moving more than a foot away out of thin air. Between the lightning and flint, a gray shadow swooped down on the place where he had just stood, and only saw dust and rubble scattering in all directions. A lot of rubble actually passed through Wang Hao's protective true qi, and his face was full of pain. Before he could see what the gray shadow was, he saw it roll on its side and crash into him again. Wang Hao didn't dare to slack off, and quickly jumped back again, avoiding the blow of Mount Tai's overwhelming blow. With a "tom", the earth trembled, which shows how powerful this blow is. But no matter how powerful it is, it doesn't hit the target, it's not a bamboo basket that is empty.

The winged lion rolled and stood up, looking at Wang Hao's eyes full of longing. It had never eaten a human cultivator, but it felt that if it could obtain the flesh and blood of this human, it would definitely be able to advance from level seven to level eight, and when it reached level eight, it would be able to transform into a human and form a primordial infant master, or continue to maintain its demon beast form. Levels seven to eight are a dividing point for demon beasts, and they can choose to transform into adults to form a primordial infant master. Most of the weak monsters choose to transform into human forms to continue their cultivation in human society, the most common being the fox clan. Human society is relatively peaceful, and there is not so much life and death grinding. But there is a disadvantage that the speed of cultivation will be much slower, so the ferocious demon beasts generally do not turn into human form, and they have strong self-confidence in their own survival. Now because of the scarcity of aura, it has become impossible to break through in the depths of the mountain, so the winged tiger wants to transform into a human form. Once he transforms into a human form, he can go to the human society and continue to level up by stealing human cultivators, so that he will not be hunted down by the Great King. When he cultivates to the tenth level and is even more powerful than the king, the humanoid and beast form can be transformed at will, and the ends of the earth can be played at will, who can help me.

Although the winged lion has never learned abacus, it has to be said that it is really good at abacus. Many people are also good at planning, but they don't know who they are planning for.

Wang Hao finally saw the demon beast in front of him now, a lion that was bigger than a bull, not like a lion's demon beast, with a pair of powerful meat wings on its back, slowly fanning up and down, rolling up gusts of cold wind, the flying sand and rocks just now is its masterpiece. The blood basin was dripping with disgusting saliva, his eyes were staring at Wang Hao like lanterns, and his tail was swinging around like a steel whip.

The demonic wind that rolls up when the winged lion pounces can make many opponents frightened and stupid, and then the swift thunderous attack can be successful. If a few of them can dodge, their subsequent tumbling side collisions will inevitably crush their opponents. Of course, if you can dodge its attacks step by step and retreat, then you must be a master, and it must be taken seriously. The Wang Hao it met today is a tricky guy, but it likes it. The stronger Wang Hao is, the more he likes it. It's not that its head gets water, it's always hiding in a cave on rainy days and doesn't go swimming, so I'm sure it's not in water. But it just wants Wang Hao to be strong, so that it can eat Wang Hao's flesh and blood to advance, otherwise why does it want Wang Hao to be strong enough. This is an opportunity, and if it misses it, it will probably miss its life, and if it does not break through, its life will come to an end. It stared at Wang Hao intently, slowly rotating around Wang Hao, and then turned faster and faster. Because the winged lion rotates so fast, it looks like a spinning gray ball to outsiders. The winged lion is very proud of its speed, and its speed is not covered with the help of a pair of meat wings. The winged lion's tactic of rotating around its opponent is called a dark ecstasy, and it is difficult for the opponent in the all-round package of the winged lion to distinguish its position, in which case it can only become a lamb to the slaughter. Wang Hao saw that the lion that was spinning faster and faster turned into shadows and then into a circle of gray walls, so he simply closed his eyes and locked its position with his divine sense. In Wang Hao's divine consciousness, the speed of the winged lion is indeed admirable, people often say that it is like a tiger with wings, now that the lion has wings, can it not fly fast?

The winged lion would have attacked the prey in the middle during the spinning, and the sneak attack was a sneak attack. Although it is a seventh-level demon beast and is about to break through to the eighth-level, it has never had any noble consciousness, and it is not the fastest only to eat faster in its mouth. However, when it was about to move its mouth, it felt that it was not safe, and it was better to open its skills to the fullest, so it spewed out hot balls of light from its mouth. The winged lion no longer remembers the last time he used the ball of light against the enemy, but he remembers that he was very angry at the time, so he used this skill, and the enemy vaporized randomly. Today, it was because the opponent was too strong to eat it faster, so he used this natal skill. The winged lion does not like cooked food, it prefers the feeling of eating it raw, and it has a low appetite for it because of blood.

As soon as the white ball of light came out, Wang Hao found that the temperature around him had risen sharply, originally he wanted to have a good time with the winged lion, after all, it was not easy to meet an opponent of the same level, but people did not have this kind of thought. Since it wants to fight quickly, Wang Hao can only do what it wants. When the ball of light came, Wang Hao couldn't catch it with his bare hands, and his fingers shook and he took out the drum urn and the golden hammer danced into a copper wall. The blazing ball of light hit the hammer with a roar. As the firelight and roar disappeared, Wang Hao stood in the distance unharmed. The winged lion didn't expect that his most powerful natal skill would have no effect, and he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then realized that he was not an opponent. In fact, their strength is about the same, but the drum urn and golden hammer in Wang Hao's hand are too big, like the thickness of a water tank, and they can protect the front and back of them without dancing, which makes people fight. Although the winged lion wanted to eat Wang Hao's flesh and blood to advance, it was obviously impossible now, so it spewed out a few more balls of light at Wang Hao, but its body quickly retreated backwards. Under Wang Hao's divine consciousness, its intentions were completely unconcealed, and as soon as its attempt to attack and retreat was launched, Wang Hao did not stick to the same place, and rushed up with the ball of light, with a hammer in front and a hammer to pick up and smash down. The winged lion didn't expect Wang Hao to make such a move, shouldn't he block it and then move on to the next step? "Oops......" Before it could finish shouting, the huge copper hammer smashed into its waist, and it broke its bones and tendons, and died on the spot. Wang Hao didn't expect that this encounter would end so simply, how could he say that it was also a seventh-level demon beast.