Chapter 437: Hundred Beast Pill
The wooden stick that I had been using before was also a little lighter.
Under the premise that the demon power could not be mastered, Wu Chong found some ores in the forest and personally used the method of earth refining to create two copper hammers. Although the skills of forging and alchemy have been sealed, there is nothing wrong with refining some basic iron tools, and the instinct of memory is still there.
The pumpkin hammer of more than 300 catties has been refining Wu Chong for half a month, and carrying it in his hand is like carrying two strengthened and weighted versions of large pumpkins, which is quite exaggerated.
"Twitter..... Creak...... Whining! ”
As soon as Wu Chong finished practicing, the rabbit spirit ran in from outside, pulling him and screaming desperately, as if he wanted to say something. It's a pity that this guy can't speak, and Wu Chong can't understand its foreign language for a while, just looking at its eagerness, there should be something good.
Carrying two pumpkin hammers and rabbit spirits, he walked out, and as soon as he went out, he saw a layer of strange light flickering in the mountains in the distance.
The moment he saw the strange light, he actually had a feeling that he couldn't help but rush over.
This impulse is much stronger than the original river mussel neighbor, even now he has been affected.
"Trumpet!"
The rabbit spirit didn't know which Chinese language it was saying, but its meaning was understood by Wu Chong this time.
That thing, Spirit Grass!
Wu Chong's spirits perked up, what did he go ashore for? Isn't it just to snatch the spirit grass and turn into a demon? After waiting for so long, I finally waited for the spirit grass.
So he didn't say a word, but went over with a hammer.
Along the way, he saw a lot of wild beasts that had lost their minds, wild boars, black bears, and even the Dapeng bird, which was usually rare to disagree with. Those who dare to compete are these beasts, compared to Wu Chong, a big herring, it seems a little out of place, if it weren't for his exaggerated height and two big pumpkin hammers, it is estimated that he would have been squeezed out of the game long ago.
A large boar that has lost its mind and crashes into it from behind.
Rabbits and fish, such weak creatures also dare to come and snatch the spirit grass, so let's rule out two first.
The wild boar's brain is not good, but he also knows that the persimmon dares to pinch softly!
Wu Chong, who was carrying a pumpkin hammer, came back to his senses, and in the face of the wild boar that hit him head-on, he didn't give in at all, picked up a pumpkin hammer, and swept the hammer with his right hand. I only heard a bang of 'Peng', and the whole ground was shaken, and the wild boar that rushed at great speed, even a blind bear did not dare to solve it, and the speed and strength could even break the tree.
But Wu Da's master is not a clay sculpture, a hammer passed, and his body did not move at all, but the wild boar was reimbursed on the spot under this hammer.
Not to mention the fangs shattered, the pig's brains were all blown up, and red and white splashed everywhere.
After hammering a provocative boar to death, Wu Chong threw off the meat mud on it and continued to move in the direction of Lingcao. No beast dared to provoke it this time.
When he arrived at the valley, Wu Chong found that the scene here was even more intense.
Not to mention the circle of Mengbeasts torn around, the three fierce beasts that are competing in the inner circle are a little exaggerated, a black and thick python of about seventeen or eighteen meters, a Dapeng bird of more than nine meters, and a white elephant with shiny fangs.
The bodies of the three fierce beasts are all full of demonic power!
No wonder the previous rabbit spirits were so excited, these demon beasts all regarded eating spirit grass as a way to improve their strength. Unless you are lucky enough to defy the sky, there are similar monsters guarding the birth of any powerful spirit grass. This made Wu Chong feel very troubled, he thought that the people who came to compete were all beasts without demonic power, but now look, those players who qualified have also come back to compete.
No one stipulates that demon beasts are only allowed to eat one spirit grass, just as no one stipulates that the richest man cannot compete with the poor for the steamed bun business.
The strong are always strong, this is the truth.
Wu Chong is already very strong, there is no stronger than him in the big herring group, and the previous river clam demons are not his opponents. But this also depends on the comparison object, the three guys in front of him are obviously the type that exceeds the standard, such as the black python, which can crush a piece of granite more than five meters high with just a twist of his body, and the snake scales on his body are like steel, reflecting the cold light. The white jade elephant is even more exaggerated, its limbs are like pillars, not to mention, a pair of white jade fangs are injured when touched, and they die when they touch it, no one dares to confront it head-on, and the Dapeng bird in the sky is even waiting for an opportunity to sneak attack, and every time it strikes, it is critical.
The fierce beasts that died on the periphery were basically the handiwork of these three guys.
"Tsk?"
The rabbit spirits are much quieter.
Even it can see that those three guys are not easy to mess with, everyone has a demonic aura, and it doesn't look like an opponent at all, its small body rushes up, and it is definitely a takeaway.
"Let's go."
Those who know the times are Junjie, Wu Da has never been a master of blood flow, he will definitely strike hard when he has an advantage, once he can't do anything, he will go more simply than anyone else. On top of that, he smelled something wrong.
Carrying the rabbit essence, Wu Chong left without looking back.
Until he walked away, the Dapeng bird in the air didn't forget to look at him, and there was a look of pity in his eyes.
Such a fat herring must taste very good.
If it weren't for the spiritual material, Dapeng Bird would probably have turned around and shot at Wu Chong.
Wu washed away very decisively, and there was no half-point dragging.
The three demon beasts were terrifying, but that wasn't the reason for him to retreat, the most important thing was that he found some disorderly placed stones on the edge of that spirit grass.
Formation!
The demon may not know it, but Wu Da, who has super perception and human insight, was the first to discover it.
So he didn't say a word of nonsense, and he didn't even step into the valley where the spirit grass grew.
On the way back, he met a lot of beasts running madly in the direction of the spirit grass, and these were all trying to turn demons. Spirit grass is attractive to demon beasts, and it is even more attractive to these who have not yet turned into demons. They are not afraid of death, just to win that glimmer of possibility, maybe many years ago, the three demon beasts inside were also one of them, but the three of them were lucky and succeeded.
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Back in the cave, Wu Chong did not exercise again, but watched the direction of the spirit grass from a distance.
He wanted to see who the last person to close the net was, and by the way, to find out what the high-level supernatural powers of this world were like.
Wu Chong's idea rabbit spirit didn't know, it only knew that it hadn't grabbed the spirit grass, which made it a little listless.
A fish and a rabbit spent three days peacefully like this, and the aura of the spirit grass became more and more attractive.
Until the evening of the third day.
Suddenly a thunderclap flashed in the sky.
A figure stepped into the air, holding a long banner in his hand.
Seeing him wave his long flag, a dark red wall of light instantly rose from the earth, encircling the core three-headed demon beast and nearly a hundred competing beasts inside.
"Three xenomorph demon beasts plus more than three hundred fierce beasts, not bad, yes, it should be enough to refine the Hundred Beast Pill......"
A voice rang out, and it was exceptionally clear in the night sky.