Zhao Lin entered the room, pulled a chair and sat down, and let out a long sigh.

The hard work paid off, drinking ice and lying in the snow for nine days, and finally absorbed the spirit of the beaver.

Not only did he gain the true qi of the wind genus, but he also broke through to the first level of the blood realm!

"It's not easy, I almost let it run away!"

Zhao Lin sighed, involuntarily recalling what had just happened in his mind.

When he heard the sound of "Te'er" in the snow nest, he knew that the beaver was coming, and immediately leaned in front of the hole to watch.

Not far away, an early pheasant emerged from the bushes and wandered around the valley when it suddenly smelled something and ran towards the snow nest.

After observing these days, Zhao Lin has become familiar with the fact that wild pheasants like to be active in the early morning, breaking the cakes at night and popping them out through the pores of the snow nest to attract them to come and eat.

The sound of "Te'er" was not loud, but it was unusually clear in Zhao Lin's ears.

After only a few moments, I saw a cyan shadow flying from the camphor pine forest.

The beaver walks against the wind, and its fur undulates like a wave, like a fish swimming in the water.

This time, Zhao Lin finally saw the true face of the beaver, wearing a cyan and spotted fur, and his body size was similar to that of a domestic cat, but it was more slender, and his eyes were glowing with a strange red light.

Unaware of the impending disaster, the pheasant rummaged through the snow for crumbs.

"Come closer!"

Zhao Lin's heart jumped violently, he grabbed the iron ruler with one hand, squatted slightly on his knees, and his legs were one after the other, ready to rush out at any time.

The beaver quickly flew to the top of the pheasant's head, first spun around, and then suddenly swooped down, stretched out two sharp claws, grabbed the pheasant's neck, and pulled it straight into the air.

The pheasant let out a long scream and spread its wings and struggled desperately.

When the beaver raises a claw, it pierces the chest of its prey.

Here's your chance!

Zhao Lin's legs exerted force, like an arrow from the string, it catapulted out of the snow nest, waved the iron ruler in his hand, and smashed his head at the wind beaver.

The beaver reacts very quickly, and when he senses the danger, he immediately sends the pheasant forward, and he uses his strength to flee in the opposite direction.

Zhao Lin charged a blow, the explosive power was amazing, and the iron ruler directly beat the wild pheasant in half, and the momentum did not decrease, hitting the back of the beaver.

The beaver was unusually slippery, and the electric light of the stone twisted its body, making an incredible movement in the air, avoiding the vital parts.

With a muffled sound, the iron ruler hit the beaver on the side ribs, and then it was bounced away by a force.

The beaver tilted its body and landed on the ground, flying on all fours, and walking on the snow like a light smoke.

Zhao Lin chased after him, and was greatly surprised that the wind beaver was still running so fast after being injured.

Seeing that the distance was getting wider and wider, he took out a bottle from his arms and slammed it with his fist.

With a "bang", the bottle shattered, splashing out a cloud of black powder, which was sprinkled on the beaver under the urging of the strong wind.

The beaver ran faster and faster, and suddenly rose to his feet, surrounded by the air currents around him, and soared straight to the north.

Zhao Lin only glanced at it, and knew that he would definitely not be able to catch up with it, so he simply followed quickly.

The black powder just shot out was a blended musk powder, and the beaver was covered with this kind of thing, even if he fled to the ends of the earth, he could track it himself.

The beaver was probably frightened, and Gu Yanshan didn't stay, fleeing all the way north.

Not long after, Zhao Lin found that the footprints of a beaver appeared on the ground, and there were still some traces of blood.

After a while, the footprints disappeared again, and the smell turned into the air again.

"It seems that the wind of the beaver is not endless, and sooner or later you have to stop and rest."

Zhao Lin was determined in his heart, followed the smell out of Guyan Mountain, ran for dozens of miles, and a black pine forest appeared in front of him.

Entering the black pine forest, the taste of musk powder becomes heavier and heavier.

Zhao Lin judged that the beaver should be somewhere in the woods, so he couldn't help but slow down, looking around as he walked, and suddenly saw a dead squirrel on the ground.

The squirrel had a bloody hole in its neck, apparently suffocated by biting off its throat.

Zhao Lin's heart moved, he looked up and saw a tall tree not far away, with a tree hole in the trunk of a tree four or five zhang high.

"I see!"

He knew in his heart that the wind beaver beast hid in a tree hole to recuperate, and killed the original owner, the squirrel, and threw it out.

If you listen closely, there is a thin wheezing sound in the tree hole.

Maybe it didn't expect it to follow, or maybe it was too badly injured to dispose of the body.

Either way, be sure to seize this opportunity.

Zhao Lin didn't dare to go any further, the sound of his feet stepping on the snow would inevitably alarm the beaver, and if he flew over from the air, there would be the same sound of air currents.

Turning his head to look at the big tree beside him, his heart moved, and he climbed up lightly, until he climbed to the level of the tree hole where the beaver was hiding.

He took a deep breath and kicked his legs hard against the tree, stretching his body in a straight line and lunging towards the tree hole.

When the beaver heard the movement, he immediately emerged from the hole and was confronted with a huge iron fist.

Bang!

This punch condensed all of Zhao Lin's strength, and it was strong.

The trunk of the tree exploded in the middle, and in the splash of broken wood, a cyan figure flew down like a kite with a broken string, and fell to the ground and did not move.

Zhao Lin stood still and did not move, emitting ultrasonic waves to probe the surrounding environment.

In an instant, the blue light on the beaver rose.

"Cyan Spirit ......"

Zhao Lin was not surprised, the ice spirit of the ice silkworm was as bright as silver, and the thunder spirit of the thunder catfish was golden, so it was normal for the wind spirit of the beaver to be cyan.

The spirits slowly coalesced and became the appearance of a beaver.

Zhao Lin glanced at the spirit beast diagram in his mind, and his heart was shocked, only to see the two heads of the golden leopard and the white-throated sharp-tailed swift flickering at the same time.

"What? Both spirits are likely to advance? ”

He originally thought that the spirit of the beaver could upgrade the white-throated sharp-tailed swift, but he didn't expect the golden leopard to be the same.

"Yes! Beaver is a high-level spirit, and the speed in the air and on the ground is unparalleled in the world, so these two spirits are combined into one and advanced at the same time? ”

Zhao Lin realized something in his heart, and swung his fist vigorously.

If what you expect is good, absorbing this spirit will not only not occupy one more grid, but will reduce one!

Thinking of this, Zhao Lin strode forward and sucked hard.

The beaver spirit turned into a ball of blue light and entered his body, and he immediately felt an abundant force flowing between his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys.

Qi and blood swollen between the five organs, and the body continued to expand like a balloon.

Rumble!

A violent tremor struck, and Zhao Lin suddenly found that a layer of streamer was wrapped in the surface of the five internal organs, and he exhaled and breathed, and his strength was long.

The blood realm is heavy.

The green qi did not stop there, and continued to surround the six intestines, pushing the qi and blood to seep into the six intestines.

Zhao Lin knew that this was preparing for the double of the blood realm, so he relaxed his mind and let it do what he wanted.

After about a stick of incense, the green qi receded like a tide.

"It's still not enough to be promoted to the second level of the Blood Realm, but it's already very good!"

Zhao Lin muttered to himself with satisfaction, looked back and saw that there was an extra cyan aura in the sea of qi.

(End of chapter)