readx;?“ Young Patriarch, how can you be so powerful?"

"Young Patriarch, how much weight are you quenching now?"

"Young Patriarch, how did you see Long Ming's real spear body?"

Those teenagers of the Frost Dragon Tribe who participated in the hunt, their attitude towards dragon dust at this moment can be described as a 180-degree turn. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

One by one, they are as affectionate as they are in the dragon dust.

On the other hand, the dragon roared to the point of losing to the point that no one cared about it, so he could only hang at the end of the team alone, and his morale was low.

"Isn't your word a little too much?"

Long Chen smiled secretly in his heart, but on the surface, he pretended to be very displeased.

So all of a sudden, the young people who were in high spirits all closed their mouths in amusement.

After all, they used to laugh at dragon dust waste, but that was all in the past.

Now, the dragon dust has beaten the quenched four-fold dragon Ming, so that Long Ming has no power to fight back.

This kind of strength, coupled with the identity of the young patriarch, simply made those tribal teenagers respect and fear, how could they dare to offend the dragon dust easily?

Of course, then again.

The silence of those tribal boys was actually related to the position they were traveling at the moment.

This Chiyan Mountain Range is a dangerous place where resources are desolate and demonic beasts are running everywhere.

This time, the Netherworld Valley they were going to hunt, although it was very close to the grazing wind chasing grassland, was also a relatively dangerous place.

In the Netherworld, most of the first-order elite-level demonic beasts are active.

That's the existence that is equivalent to the fourfold to sixfold strength of the martial artist's quenching body.

On the other hand, the hunting team of twenty people, except for the dragon dust, the strength of all of them is quenching the body.

As long as one of them is not done well, there is a possibility that the whole army will be wiped out.

Therefore, those teenagers of the Frost Dragon Tribe were all a little stunned, and naturally they were not in the mood to ask about Dragon Dust anymore.

"Everyone's attention, it's almost to the Netherworld Valley ahead, everyone will give me a twelve-point spirit!"

Longchen said half-commandingly, half-jokingly: "I don't want to lead a hunt for the first time, and there will be a case of death!"

"Young Patriarch, I heard that most of the first-order elite-level demonic beasts in this Netherworld Valley are first-order elite-level demonic beasts, but our per capita strength has only reached the lowest level of first-order elite-level demonic beasts, wouldn't this be too dangerous?"

A young man from the Frost Dragon Tribe asked.

"It's up to you. ”

Longchen smiled: "If we are lucky, the elite-level demonic beasts we encounter are at the lowest level, it will be easy to deal with. But if you are unlucky, and the elite-level demonic beasts you encounter are all at the highest level, or even the more terrifying king-level demonic beasts, then you have to be mentally prepared for casualties!"

"It feels so dangerous. ”

A young man in red shook his body slightly and said.

"As the saying goes, if you seek wealth and danger, can you get rich harvests without experiencing danger?"

Longchen sneered slightly: "This time, if we can't touch the Nether Beast cub, as long as we work together, we will definitely be able to bring a rich harvest through hunting, so that the adults in the clan will be impressed by everyone!"

After saying that, Long Chen suddenly ordered everyone to speed up.

So, after a while, the boundary monument of the Netherworld Valley appeared in everyone's sight.

"Alright, for the sake of mobility, let's all place our mounts outside the valley. ”

Dragon Dust jumped off the Wind Thunder Beast and quickly tethered the Wind Thunder Beast to a large tree outside the Nether Valley.

After all, there were twenty-one of them in total, and each of them had a Wind Thunder Beast mount, and if they were all brought into the Netherworld, it would inevitably attract many attacks from demonic beasts, which would be very detrimental to everyone's safety.

If you are unlucky, you will directly provoke a few first-order king-level demonic beasts, and maybe everyone's lives will have to be explained in the Netherworld Valley.

What's more, when hunting, the Wind and Thunder Beast is also easy to disturb everyone's hearing and hearing, which is a burden at all.

"Young Patriarch, should we leave a few Wind Thunder Beasts to bring in?"

The young man in red said worriedly, "In case of any unsolvable danger, we might as well flee with the Wind Thunder Beast." ”

"How do you hunt with a mount?"

Longchen refused: "What's more, we hunt for training and improving our strength, if we carry an escape mount all the time, who can still stimulate our own potential?"

After saying that, Longchen gave a death order: "Everyone tie the mount to me under the tree, and no one is allowed to carry it!"

"Yes!

When the tribal boys heard this, they did so.

So soon, everyone tied the reins of the Wind Thunder Beast to the tree outside the Netherworld, and then stepped into the Netherworld Valley on foot.

Suddenly, the light in front of the dragon's eyes dimmed and gloomy.

The sound of insects and birds on the road soon disappeared, and was replaced by the terrible silence.

"It's so quiet!"

A young man from the Frost Dragon Tribe looked left and right.

"Everyone, be vigilant! The quieter the place, the more strange and dangerous it is!"

Longchen reminded slightly, and he didn't dare to hold it up at the moment, so he quickly took off the white python bow behind his back and put on a cloud-piercing arrow.

Although it is said that with the power of the cloud-piercing arrow of dragon dust, even if a first-order king-level demonic beast comes out, it will also have the qualifications to call the board.

But this time, with twenty quenched quadruple clansmen, their safety has also been temporarily under the control of Dragon Dust, and Dragon Dust certainly cannot be taken lightly.

"Sometimes, the quieter it is, the less Warcraft there are. ”

Long Ming was defeated in the hands of Long Chen, even if he couldn't believe it, he was still unwilling.

Therefore, he immediately carried the silver spear and walked in the front with a big grin.

It looks like I don't believe your nonsense.

"Huh. ”

Longchen smiled but said nothing.

After all, in fact, Long Ming's words were also right.

It's just that he prefers to describe the environment as dangerous, so that those tribal boys can't be careless, otherwise if a powerful demonic beast jumps out, wouldn't someone suffer?

"Look! it's an ironback!"

About the tea cup kung fu, dragon dust and others met the first demonic beast in the Netherworld Valley.

It was a demonic beast that looked like a pangolin, but was dozens of times larger than a pangolin, towering like a mountain.

It has dark, shiny skin, scales on its back, and looks hard and thick.

And behind, the huge tail that almost dragged to the ground is even more terrifying.

Even if it swings slightly, it can cause the surrounding rubble to splash everywhere, and the grass and trees to fly.

"Good...... It's a big one!"

Long Ming swallowed a mouthful of saliva and unconsciously ran from the front to the back.

"Long Ming, you are also scared sometimes!"

When the young man in red saw this, he couldn't help laughing.

After a slight pause, he directly set up a silver cloud arrow, aimed at the ironback beast and said to everyone: "Look at me killing it with one arrow!"

After speaking, the red-clothed young man's bowstring was full, and he sent out a silver cloud arrow with a whoosh.

Bite!

A crunch swayed.

Everyone only saw that the sharp arrow of the young man in red with strong strength and speed hit the back of the ironback beast.

Then, unable to move an inch, he fell straight to the ground.

"Hahahaha! The scales can't be broken, how can you hurt it!"

The tribal boys laughed again.

"Do you know what grade this ironback beast is?"

When Longchen saw those tribal teenagers, he didn't have the slightest sense of crisis, and he couldn't help but be speechless.

"First Order Elite Level!"

The young people of the tribe almost said in unison.

In their opinion, no matter whether this first-order elite-level demonic beast was quenching its body in the fourth, fifth, or sixth, or sixfold strength, couldn't the more than twenty of them deal with it?

Therefore, they all have a very relaxed attitude, and their hearts are more playful than their sense of crisis.

"If I say that this is a first-order king-level existence, will you be afraid?"

Dragon dust was bantering.