Volume 2 The Beginning of the Edge Chapter 113 Escape

As the sun rises in the east, the golden sunlight once again shines through the verdant mountains and forests, dispelling the endless darkness.

In the outermost part of Qingfu Mountain, in a clearing, San Lang sat cross-legged on the ground casually, his left arm surrounded by crimson aura, constantly surging towards the top of his palm, where a large orange flame was burning.

Strands of soul power poured out from the center of his eyebrows, reaching into the flames, and with Saburo's skillful technique, he carefully controlled the temperature of the flames.

In his right hand, he methodically took out the small porcelain bottles that had been prepared one after another, and accurately sprinkled the various powders contained in them into the fire.

After a while, the enticing fragrance slowly spreads.

After a while, the aroma became more and more intense, the tip of San Lang's nose twitched slightly, his small mouth couldn't help but smack it, his fingers danced flexibly, and his soul power poured out, suppressing the temperature of the flame, and after a while, he nodded with satisfaction.

With his right hand, he took a porcelain plate, removed the flame with his left hand, and with a slight shake, a large piece of barbecued meat fell into the porcelain plate accurately.

Looking at the fragrant barbecue on the plate, Saburo couldn't help but move his index fingers, picked up a corner, handed it to his mouth, and took a big bite.

The faint spicy taste spread from his mouth, and his face was a little intoxicated, and Saburo couldn't help but praise: "Hmm~!

With the release of his hands and feet, San Lang feasted, like a wind and clouds, three or two bites of the large piece of barbecue wiped out, put the porcelain plate aside, touched the belly with his little hand, and showed a little satisfaction.

After resting for a while, he turned over and took out a water bladder, cleaned the porcelain plate, and put away the small porcelain bottles on the side, and put them all into the bracers, and Saburo's eyes looked into the depths of the mountains and forests.

"Have your fill of food and drink, and now let's explore the situation in this area!"

After speaking, his figure flashed, and his person rushed straight to the depths of the mountain forest......

The figure continued to flicker between the branches, and Saburo walked deeper into the mountain forest like a shadow of the wind, and as he went deeper, his expression became more and more solemn.

During the day, the activities of spirit beasts are far less frequent than at night, but along the way, they still see many third-level spirit beasts and even fourth-level spirit beasts, as well as a large number of chaotic traces of spirit beast activities!

This is obviously abnormal, not to mention that spirit beasts have a strong sense of territory, and it is impossible for such chaotic signs of spirit beast activity to appear in their territory, so it is said that the distribution density of this spirit beast is far more than normal.

"What's going on in this area of Qingfu Mountain?"

Although he knew that it might be dangerous to go deeper, San Lang still couldn't help the strong curiosity in his heart, he bypassed a fourth-level spirit beast that was napping in his lair in front of him, tried his best to suppress his breath, and cautiously touched deeper into the mountain forest.

At one moment, Saburo quietly landed in a hidden place among the branches of a tree, and looked forward with solemn eyes, where a huge beast as strong as a hill was resting.

"Sword Armor Thunder Light Beast!Fourth-level spirit beast, the strength is generally from the sixth to eighth orders of the General Realm, and a few can reach the ninth order of the General Realm!"

A piece of information appeared in his mind, his eyes narrowed slightly, and Saburo couldn't help but hesitate for a while

"Still moving forward?"

If it advances, there will be a spirit beast of this level here, and it is too dangerous to go deeper with its strength, but if it retreats, its heart is full of curiosity about what is happening in this mountain forest.

Thinking about it again, thinking about it again, he didn't dare to be lucky, San Lang sighed secretly: "Forget it." ”

Just as he was about to retreat, he suddenly felt a majestic aura rushing from a distance, San Lang was suddenly startled, and hurriedly hid his breath, then he heard a sharp cry sound from the top of his head, raised his head slightly, and saw a huge figure passing not far in front of him.

"Fifth-level spirit beast purple wing eagle!"

Gasping, Saburo only felt that this place was crazy!

"I shouldn't have gone much deeper, right? I've already entered the core area? What's going on inside this mountain!"

However, before he could come back to his senses, another beast roar came from a distance, feeling the breath fluctuations coming from afar, San Lang's heart couldn't help but burst: "It's another fifth-level spirit beast?!!

"This place is really not suitable for a long time!"

Secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, San Lang was just about to slip away, when he felt the giant tree under his feet tremble slightly, and then gradually strengthened, more and more obvious, in his ears, the buzzing chaos gradually sounded, amplified, and finally sounded like thunder!

His eyes followed the sound, and he saw a piece of dust flying in front of him, and the huge trees fell to the ground with a bang, and the figures of the Dao Dao converged into a long line, rushing towards this side like a wave!

"I'll go!" Looking at the layers of beast shadows, San Lang couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, although it was not directly in front of the beast tide, but it was also rubbed against the side!

Seeing that he was about to be involved in the beast tide, Saburo was on tiptoe and hurriedly retreated to the side.

"Roar!"

The sharp-eyed saw a figure retreating to the side, and in front of the beast tide, a leopard-shaped spirit beast roared angrily, and it was actually stabbed out obliquely, chasing after San Lang!

And as soon as it moved, several spirit beasts on its side couldn't help but look at it, and soon found San Lang's figure, and it turned around and chased after it!

Hearing the movement behind him, he looked back, but saw that several fourth-level spirit beasts behind him had been chasing after him, and his scalp was numb for a while, and San Lang wanted to scold.

You bosses have gone to fight, you little brothers don't go to help, why are you chasing me? I ate your meat?

Immediately, he didn't care about hiding his breath, and urged the phantom step with all his strength, and rushed forward.

And San Lang's exposure immediately attracted the attention of a wave of spirit beasts, plus some spirit beasts that followed behind, and soon, a small figure gathered behind him.

rushed wildly, and looked back again, but saw that the figure behind him not only did not decrease, but increased a lot, the corners of San Lang's eyes couldn't help twitching slightly, and he immediately scolded and said: "This group of beasts, it's sick!"

The tip of the foot touched a branch of the tree, leaving a phantom, and its form suddenly advanced as if it flashed somewhere in front of it.

Without waiting for the phantom to slowly dissipate, he saw the figure of a leopard-shaped spirit beast swoop in, and several cold lights swept by, and suddenly, the phantom was scattered and made one

Regiment.

Looking at the phantom that dissipated like smoke in front of him, the leopard-shaped spirit beast couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and as he raised his head and swept forward, he saw that somewhere in front of him, a figure was rushing towards the periphery of the mountain forest.

"Roar!"

As if provoked, his eyes couldn't help but be full of anger, and with a slight leap, he rushed forward like lightning.

chased and fled, or because of the huge noise, running all the way, but no other spirit beasts came to block it, but it saved San Lang a lot of trouble.

A little more on the toes, a phantom was separated, San Lang's figure rushed forward abruptly to the side, and took the time to look back, but saw that the original small figure of Hao Hao Tang Tang in the back had shrunk by half, and those third-level spirit beasts had been thrown away one by one, and only a few fourth-level spirit beasts were still perseveringly chasing after them, among them, especially the leopard-shaped spirit beast at the front chased the most fiercely.

Looking at the leopard-shaped spirit beast that shattered the phantom and chased it with anger, San Lang couldn't help but feel a sense of anger in his heart: "You are sick!

Looking back, he landed on a branch accurately, but he didn't stop for a moment, and Saburo jumped straight out and rushed forward......

(End of chapter)