Zhou Zhe tiptoed a little closer to the golden-horned black sheep, didn't pay attention to An Xiaole behind him, and had already poured mana into the wind boots on his feet.

Zhou Zhe rounded back to the butt of the golden-horned black sheep who was bowing his head and eating the golden thread grass, and had just sneaked to the distance where he could catch the golden-horned black sheep, only to feel a gust of wind passing behind him.

Zhou Zhe didn't hold back, and when he looked over again, he saw An Xiaole stuck on the swarthy ass of the golden-horned black sheep.

Both hands tightly grasped the two hind legs of the golden-horned black sheep, and no matter how much the golden-horned black sheep writhed and jumped, it could not get rid of it.

"Come and help me, I can't catch it!"

An Xiaole's entire fat face was squeezed on the black ass of the golden-horned black sheep, and his body was like a big toad pouting his ass, shouting "woo, woo" in his mouth.

Zhou Zhe couldn't help laughing, stepped forward, grabbed one of the horns of the golden-horned black sheep with his left hand, and slammed his right fist on his neck.

"Bah, bah, are you dead?" An Xiaole let go of the golden-horned black sheep lying motionless on the ground, got up and purred his face, and asked Zhou Zhe while spitting.

"I didn't die, I just fainted. Zhou Zhe replied to An Xiaole while stepping around the place where the roast mutton was roasted.

"I slaughtered it!" Close contact with the ass of the golden-horned black sheep is a very shameless thing for An Xiaole, so he naturally wants to take revenge.

A delicate short sword with a blade only the length of a small arm was pulled out of the storage bag, and in a flicker of cold light, it rushed over and stabbed directly into the neck of the golden-horned black sheep.

An Xiaoleguang was happy, forgetting that the golden-horned black sheep also had blood, and with a "poof" sound, he suddenly splattered all over.

"Phew, that's really unlucky!" An Xiaole pulled out his short sword, wiped the blood from his face, and kicked the head of the golden-horned black sheep who was awakened by him.

"Where did it come from?!" Zhou Zhe was happy when he saw Hunting, walked over and took the short sword from An Xiaole's hand, and played with it carefully, but not a drop of blood was stained.

"My ancestor gave it!" An Xiaole became proud again: "This light feather flying sword is a magic weapon, you can't use it, this is for you." ”

"You can't use it now, right?" Zhou Zhe reluctantly returned the light feather flying sword to An Xiaole, and took a shorter small sword he took out.

"Hehe, I can use it when I cultivate Yuan Li. An Xiaole smiled cheaply and hurriedly put the light feather flying sword into the storage bag.

"Where did this come from?" The small sword was inserted in a black scabbard, and Zhou Zhe didn't look very good.

"This is obtained by an ancestor of my family by killing a witch clan's Xuanshi, it is said to be a spirit sword, I specially stole it from the treasure pavilion and prepared to give it to you!"

An Xiaole was very dissatisfied with Zhou Zhe's disdainful expression, and tried his best to render this small sword, which was only half the length of the Light Feather Flying Sword.

"Hmph", Zhou Zhe didn't pay attention to An Xiaole, who was still boasting, and pulled out a little sword that was even darker and didn't slip away and waved it a few times, feeling very sharp.

Since it is a spirit sword, Zhou Zhe will definitely try to infuse it with spiritual power, but he doesn't have much hope, An Xiaole has always liked to exaggerate.

However, Zhou Zhe had just introduced a trace of spiritual power into the small sword, and the black sword in his hand suddenly flashed with black light, and it emitted a foot of pitch-black cold light.

An Xiaole also followed Zhou Zhe and looked at this little sword in surprise, and even the golden-horned black sheep who was struggling after being stabbed with a sword was not in charge.

Zhou Zhe looked at the small sword in his hand in surprise, even the noon sunlight at this time was sucked in by the black light of the sword body, and the surroundings of the small sword were gray.

Zhou Zhe immediately mobilized more spiritual power to pour into the small sword, and the pitch-black cold light was swallowed to one and a half feet, and no matter how Zhou Zhe poured it, it no longer grew.

"Can't it be any longer?" An Xiaole looked at the dark cold light like a poisonous snake and didn't dare to approach, but he couldn't help but be curious.

"It's already good!" Zhou Zhe was pleased to not scold Xiaole this time: "What is this little sword called?"

"I don't know. An Xiaole shook his head, the weapons used by the monks will have names, but this one was captured, and the owner has been killed.

"It's called the Golden Snake Sword!" Zhou Zhe thought for a while, and immediately gave him a name for the spirit sword he had just gotten.

"It should be called the Black Snake Sword, right?" An Xiaole disagreed, it can be called the Snake Sword like a snake spitting out cold light, but how can it be called the Golden Snake Sword if it is so dark.

"What black snake sword, don't you see a golden thread in the cold mang!" Zhou Zhe almost rushed over and kicked An Xiaole angrily.

"Where, where?!" This time An Xiaole finally ran over, stretched out his head and carefully looked at the small sword in Zhou Zhe's hand that was still swallowing cold mangs.

"Here. In order to let An Xiaole see clearly, Zhou Zhe poured some spiritual power into it, making the pitch black and cold more intense.

"I saw it, I saw it. An Xiaole nodded very approvingly, then straightened his chest, supported his right elbow with his left hand, and touched his double chin to taste:

"It's just too small, you can't see it clearly if you don't look closely, is it used for decoration?"

"Get out!" Zhou Zhe raised his foot and kicked, An Xiaole had already prepared, and the wind was blowing under his feet, flying over the completely dead golden-horned black sheep.

"Just kidding, joking!" An Xiaole laughed and hurriedly apologized, he didn't dare to offend Zhou Zhe, otherwise how could he do without barbecue.

"This golden thread is equivalent to a sword blade!" Zhou Zhe glared at An Xiaole, put away the cold glow of the golden snake sword, stepped forward and lifted the golden horned black sheep and left.

"It must be very sharp!" An Xiaole hurriedly followed, not forgetting to pat the sycophants of the Golden Snake Sword to please Zhou Zhe.

Lifting the golden-horned black sheep to a small mountain, Zhou Zhe asked An Xiaole to pick up dry branches, and began to pick up the golden-horned black sheep with the cold glow of the golden snake sword.

The last time I roasted the wild boar, because there was no guy on my hands, the skin was not peeled and the blood was not put in it, and the taste was much worse.

An Xiaole not only picked up a large bunch of dried branches, but also dug up a lot of herbs that could be used as spices, and there were also salt and spices in the storage bag.

"You're ready to eat barbecue!" Zhou Zhe put the golden snake sword into the sheath and inserted it into the boot on his right foot, and teased An Xiaole while using his spiritual power to ignite the dry branches.

"Hehe, eating is the most important thing, not to mention delicious barbecue!" An Xiaole also helped to use mana to ignite the fire.

After Zhou Zhe lost his spiritual power, he couldn't burn his spiritual power to roast meat, otherwise it would be even more delicious.

An Xiaole did not condense the Yuan Force, let alone burn the mana, but could only trigger the small flames of nature.

The two of them worked together to roast the golden-horned black sheep on the outside and tender on the inside, the fragrance wafted hundreds of miles away, and the melt-in-the-mouth mutton was paired with Yuehua Spirit Wine, Zhou Zhe almost forgot the catastrophe of the Spirit Clan.

"Zhou Zhe, I have decided, I will follow you to the Holy Realm in the future!" An Xiaole's hands and mouth were covered with oil.

"Where do you want to break into the Holy Realm with me, you want to eat barbecue with me!" Zhou Zhe immediately debunked An Xiaole's careful thoughts.

"It's not good to say it so bluntly, we are brothers!" An Xiaole complained, but he didn't even delay eating and drinking.

Zhou Zhe was about to reply to An Xiaole with a sentence of "foodies still have face", when a pitch-black python suddenly broke into his perception, as thick as his waist, and with a ruler-long horn on his head.

The Demon Beast Devouring Python could swallow him and An Xiaole together in one bite, and the single horn on his head could even split purple thunder and lightning, making the prey's body stiffen instantly.

"Run!" Zhou Zhe didn't have time to say more, grabbed An Xiaole's back belt who was gnawing on the leg of mutton, and jumped over the hill.

"What's the matter, there's still a lot of mutton, you can't leave it behind!" An Xiaole grabbed the half-gnawed leg of mutton and shouted in despair.

"Mutton is important or life is important, you go back and feed the Swallowing Python!" Zhou Zhe almost threw An Xiaole down angrily, and ran faster.

"What? Swallowing Python!?Where is it?Let me go!" An Xiaole instantly woke up and immediately poured mana into the Wind Boots.

Zhou Zhe didn't react for a while, thinking that he was going back to get the mutton, and continued to run with An Xiaole, who was like a big prawn.

The more than thirty-zhang swallowing python in the perception swallowed the remaining mutton in one bite, and the chase was getting closer and closer.

Although it has no feet, the scales on the thick body of the Sky Swallowing Python are equivalent to countless feet, and it is definitely the fastest among snakes.

If the Sky Swallowing Python didn't have the purple thunder and lightning that made his body stiffen instantly, Zhou Zhe still wanted to go around with the Sky Swallowing Python, just to try the Golden Snake Sword he just got.

An Xiaole was grabbed by Zhou Zhe and carried by his belt, he was out of breath, and he couldn't stop yelling and asking Zhou Zhe to put him down.

finally breathed a sigh of relief and shouted that he had wind boots, and Zhou Zhe suddenly threw An Xiaole to the ground.

An Xiaole didn't have so much strength to carry Zhou Zhe, grabbed Zhou Zhe's arm and ran away, and the two immediately distanced themselves from the Sky Swallowing Python.

Zhou Zhe was familiar with the mountains and forests near Jinyang Town, but An Xiaole was not familiar with it, and rushed with Zhou Zhe in a panic.

In the end, even Zhou Zhe couldn't tell where the two of them ran, but he finally got rid of the Sky Swallowing Python completely.

"What is this, what is it?!" An Xiaole's mana was almost exhausted, and he had to stop, panting and looking at this somewhat terrifying mountain forest.

All of them are waist-thick towering trees, each leaf is like a fan, and the mountains in the distance are even more horizontal.

"It's like we're running deep into the woods and let's find a cave to rest first. Zhou Zhe tried to discern the direction, but all he saw was towering trees and mountains reaching into the sky.

When it was almost dark, the two climbed a big mountain, and Zhou Zhe led An Xiaole to carefully walk into a cave with no traces.

Since Zhou Zhe guessed that the two of them ran into the depths of the mountains and forests, it was very likely that they would encounter demonic beasts and demon beasts.

The cave is not deep, and there are no traces of demonic beasts and demon beasts in it, Zhou Zhe asked An Xiaole to recover his mana, and he went out to find something to eat.

Using a few large stones to block the entrance to the cave, and breaking some branches full of leaves to cover the entrance of the cave, Zhou Zhe walked carefully towards the mountain.

When night falls, the demon beast will go down the mountain to find prey, Zhou Zhe would rather encounter the demon beast than deal with the demon beast, except for the Sky Swallowing Python, of course.

At night in the mountains and forests, there will be some insects and birds, but in the depths of the mountains and forests ruled by demonic beasts and demon beasts, the silence is a little terrifying.

Demon beasts like to act at night, while demon beasts are daytime and will return to the cave to sleep at night, Zhou Zhe wants to find a magical beast with insomnia.

No matter how delicious the meat of the beast is, it is not as delicious as the meat of the beast that can actively absorb the essence of heaven and earth, and Zhou Zhe has always wanted to taste it.

It is said that the meat of the spirit beast is the most delicious, but it seems that it is extinct on the Holy Source Star, but even if there is, Zhou Zhe will have to flee far away.

Beasts are also graded, with beasts being the lowest rank, and then orcs, which are equivalent to warriors among humans.

Demonic beasts and demon beasts are ranked in the third rank, which is equivalent to the earthly realm monk, and immortal beasts and divine beasts are the fourth rank, which is equivalent to the Xuanjing monk.

The spirit beast is the fifth level, which is equivalent to the Heavenly Realm monk, and the soul beast is the sixth level, which has the cultivation of the Dao Realm.

The Holy Beast is the seventh rank, which is equivalent to the Holy Ancestor who stands at the top of the human race, and has disappeared for an unknown number of years.