After cursing a few times, Shisanro calmed down and inspected the battlefield while not forgetting to do a few tests, or find a way out of the crisis.

The sea of bitterness is boundless, the beasts are endless, and there is no way out around, if it is just these, the monk can still come up with a way to deal with it, at least Shisanlang feels that he can still come up with a countermeasure. But as the old ancestor said, it is rare to see a truly high-level fierce beast in the blood domain, and there are very few places where an eighth-order mid-level and high-level demon beast appears, but the Chaotic Sea is among them. The monks are all terrestrial creatures, and they are not familiar with underwater demon beasts, who knows if a certain shrimp or fish is incarnated by an eighth-level demon beast, once they meet them

Also, the chaotic sea is not always as calm as Jusan Lang has seen, and there are often storms in the sky. At that time, the wind will fall from the sky, and the sea and the sky will be one and the same as the water and the wind, forcing the monks to fight with all their might, once they encounter it

Moreover, Thirteen Lang had just realized that there was indeed some kind of rule power in the Blood Domain, and any Canglang Monk who entered this place would be suppressed. Just like when Thirteen Lang first entered the Demon Realm as a spiritual cultivator, he felt a sense of rejection when he landed on his feet, and he felt a natural disgust for different interfaces.

This kind of rejection cannot be eliminated, and after taking out the blood tripod, Thirteen Lang found that the so-called power of the talisman is not to strengthen the monk, but to make the rule suppression not as serious as that of the Wuding people, and it is only slightly soothing. For example, he himself, the difference between the blood tripod in the body and outside the body can be felt, and the power of restraint will weaken or increase due to its distance, which will affect the performance of strength. This also explains another thing, the Weishenme Demon Cultivators ignore the affection of their kindred and desperately want to seize the other party's Ding.

In short, none of the demon cultivators who entered the Blood Domain could reach their strongest state. Including Thirteen Lang.

zuihou, the person who came from the same blood tripod should not be far away. At most, it's thousands of miles. However, when he took out the blood tripod and took out the haode Wanli talisman that he had prepared in advance, he tried to contact his teammates. Thirteen Lang was shocked to find that the nearest person was thousands of miles away! This is still a haode, there are several team members without a trace, far beyond the sensing range of the spirit rune. If it weren't for the fact that the spirits in the Blood Ding had not dispersed, Thirteen Lang would almost have thought that they would have died at this moment and would have been buried in the belly of the fish.

According to the Ancestor, this situation has never occurred, and the only explanation is that there is something wrong with the Blood Ding, or some kind of change in the Blood Domain.

Alone, the sea. Endless fierce beasts, yellow sand in the sky, this is the situation that Thirteen Lang is facing. The others must be more miserable, but they may not be as lucky as him, as soon as he came, he spread to the center of the battlefield, and was almost eaten by the demon beast before he opened his eyes.

"It's too much of a coincidence"

Holding the blood tripod in his hand, Thirteen Lang stepped on the belly of the turtle beast and thought for a while, frowning slightly.

"Could it be such a coincidence?"

"Quack!"

Chubby's call woke him up from his trance, and Thirteen shook his head. Secretly reminded himself that this was not the Bamboo Forest Mirror Lake, and there was no ancestor around to protect him, how could he be so negligent.

Looking back at the catfish, the mountain-like body turned into an empty shelf. Everything valuable and precious went into the belly of the toad. The two demon beasts were almost the same size, and they didn't know how the toad did all this. Something is wonderful, such a powerful demon beast. After death, the corpse did not sink, and the fish monster was left with only the hardest bones. It can still float on the water, as explained according to the knowledge of the previous life

"Unscientific"

Thirteen Lang shook his head and sighed. said: "I know that you are powerful, and the most powerful thing is to eat." ”

"Quack!"

The Tianxin toad puffed out its eyes and opened its mouth to spit out a golden whisker that seemed to be indigestible even to it. Xianbao did not forget to pray for mercy, Chubby tried his best to turn his head and signal Shisanlang to look at his injured back, roughly this fat hard work, what is it to eat something, this is not, the most haode is still kept!

"Huh!"

Is there a fat thing that can't be eaten, no, it's something that eats and spits out? Thirteen Lang was quite surprised, beckoned to receive the golden beard in his palm, held one end of each hand, and pulled it hard.

Pull constantly!

"Good stuff!"

Although he couldn't think of how to apply it for the time being, Jusan Lang could still realize the preciousness of this fish whisker, and he did not hesitate to praise and reward the heroes. Stomping his feet, he signaled: "If you can eat, continue to eat, too lazy to bring." ”

Fat and fat will not be polite, his body is flipped and shrunk seven or eight times, and he gnaws inward along the head of the turtle beast, his expression and movements are comfortable and satisfied, and he hums while eating.

"It's happiest if it stays here. ”

Thirteen Lang secretly sighed, and released the big ash and tens of thousands of newly hatched flying ants to enjoy a feast together. In Canglang Star, the seventh-level demon beast can not be caught casually, the turtle and turtle are natural supplements, which are enough to make the flying ants grow a lot, and by the way, the queen ant can also be tonic to avoid the consequences of postpartum weakness. But as Shisanro said before, the most satisfying thing about staying in the chaotic sea is fat, not only does the action not hinder the combat power, but also means that the food is endless, and the taste can be changed every day.

Sure enough, a group of foodies tasted exotic food for the first time, or seafood, all of them were excited and greedy. Big Gray burrowed into the turtle shell, grinning and fighting with Fat for those precious internal organs, and his expression was not ashamed at all. Not to mention the flying ants, the places they pass through are so clean that not even the scum will be left.

After eating meat and swallowing blood, tens of thousands of flying ants were busy, and the queen ant did not forget to send a divine thought to Thirteen Lang, urging him to put away the fish skeleton that was abandoned by Fat and Fat, and keep the food. Once even gnawed stones, the spirit aversion ant could not tolerate any waste of food, not to mention these precious demon beast bones? fat and big gray picky eater, it will not, according to the metaphor of Thirteen Lang, as long as it is not an inorganic substance or contains aura, there is nothing in the world that the spirit aversion ant cannot eat, and there is really no grass left.

"Not bad. ”

The subordinates ate happily, and Shisanlang looked a little comforted, and his heart was full of ambition; he thought that with the master's ability, what could he do if he stayed here? Fat Fat is already an amphibious by waterway, this tortoise shell is a natural boat, and it can be used with a little modification; and Fat will grow, and there is no delay in fighting and eating, if it is long enough, he can become a tyrant in the sea.

Fighting in the water is difficult, but as long as you don't encounter those high-level beasts, as long as you don't have no respite. Jusan Lang is not a weak person either. If you really can't get out, it's a big deal to treat it as a cultivation. Hunt demon beasts to refine treasures, and even refine elixirs with the help of demon pills. Cultivation will not be delayed.

When it comes to water, Shisanlang can't help but recall the Five Elements Boat left in the Surabaya River, secretly thinking about how many years have passed, and he doesn't know how far it has grown, is it possible to reach the seventh order?

I thought I was busy, and before I knew it, a stick of incense passed, and the huge turtle beast was hollowed out from the inside by a group of hungry ghosts, and it was eaten to a lean. There were a large shell left, and Thirteen Lang told them not to move. I plan to study whether it is possible to refine it into a treasure and truly become a tortoiseshell samurai.

"With it, you won't be afraid to hit it harder. ”

Touching his chest that was aching faintly, Shisanlang drew his knife and looked back and was suddenly stunned, his expression frozen.

"This is"

The Demon Slayer Knife was stuck between two bones, actually the size of a palm, shaped a bit like a cow's lips. Tiny bones hindered the blade's progress, and it itself was cracked, but it was still largely intact. If you look closely, you will find that there is a glimmer of electricity on it. There is also a layer of dim light.

How could there be such a hard bone in the turtle's head? Shisanlang instantly thought of a possibility, and exclaimed with surprise, joy, and discoloration.

"Is it a keel!"

The dragon is the head of the true spirit, extremely noble, extremely proud, and extremely majestic, and it cannot be overstated. The true dragon roars for nine days. Even if there were, it was not something that could be found in this crippled interface. However, the world is magical, and there are some demon beasts that contain the blood of the true dragon. No matter how thin its bloodline is, as long as it is a coincidence. You can awaken and even transform, and eventually soar into the void. For example, Jiao. Pythons can be counted as such monsters, and as a turtle that dominates the next line, there is also a trace of possibility.

The first thing that turns into a dragon is to create a bone in its skull, and in the later stage of cultivation, it will replace the demon pill and become the place where the essence of the whole body is gathered. The turtle beast's bone was not even a broken knife, and it was as far away as a light year from the keel, and of course, if it had been conceived into a real dragon bone, it would slap Thirteen Lang into mud with a single slap, and it would be impossible for him to kill him.

But it hadn't been cut off after all, and so many gluttonous demon pets couldn't devour it, far beyond the capabilities of a quasi-seventh-order demon beast.

In the end, it was the blood domain, and the influence of the demonic qi essence was undoubtedly felt on this turtle beast, and the seventh-order demon beast Canglang Star also had it, and I had never heard of a turtle giving birth to a dragon vein. The facts in front of us are clear, if the legend is true, this humble bone is the prototype of the keel.

"Keel! it's worth it, it's worth it!"

Everything about the dragon is a legend, and Jusan Lang can't be sure if it's a dragon bone, and even if it is, he doesn't know how to use it. But this does not prevent him from being in a good mood and gratifying. After muttering to himself, Jusan Lang carefully broke off the bone that appeared to be a dragon bone from the blade, and carefully thought about how to make the best use of it.

The refining weapon obviously can't be considered, and a single slash of the demon can split it, proving that this bone is far from growing to a satisfactory level. In other words, the keel is precious in its name, not in the material itself.

If you want to cultivate it, you must first catch a live turtle and take it as a pet, and then stuff this keel into its head.

"If you refine it into your body, will it have dragon power?"

Thirteen Lang suddenly felt funny, and secretly thought that if there was a dragon power, why did the turtle beast fall to such a point.

"Will it be?"

Understand, no one can resist that temptation, anyway, I don't know how to use it, why not just put it into the body?

In the chaotic sea, you may face a life-and-death crisis at any time, and any means that can improve your strength must be used quickly, and you must study it slowly without careful calculation. If you want to do it, you can do it, and Thirteen Lang shot out a mana to wrap the keel, opened his mouth and swallowed it and sent it into the dantian.

He is not fat, as long as he digests it, it is only useful to digest it, as a monk, he can only refine it slowly, fuse it into his body little by little, and fuse it into every bone.

After settling the keel, Thirteen Lang thought about it and decided to contact the nearest team member first, and suddenly saw the fat come out of the belly of the turtle beast, jumped in front of him and called a few times, opened his mouth and spit out a lesson of swarthy beads.

Needless to ask, this is something in the turtle beast's body that it is reluctant to digest, or cannot digest at all, and is used as a treasure.

"What kind of treasure is it?"

Guess what, baby?

(To be continued......)