Digging out the black stone, Wan Yang knew why the black lizard had a big scar on the top of its head, and it must have been hit abruptly and its head was bleeding like himself, he shook his head with a slightly wry smile, and used his claws to move the black stone, but he didn't shake it, his brute strength was extremely amazing, even the giant tree could penetrate it, and he couldn't shake this black stone as small as a basin. Wan Yang knew that he had indeed picked up the treasure, but he was struggling with how to get it to the ground?

Wan Yang thought about it for a while, and had a lame idea that made him very depressed, and spent a lot of effort to get this magical black stone weighing about 1,000 catties out of the rock, and began to make a hole in the rock, and spent an hour, Wan Yang made a rat hole that could get the basin black stone out, and found a few small but extremely tough small vines from the outside rock, and ran into the mouse hole with a depressed face.

Carrying a thousand catties of black stone, Wan Yang is holding his breath, step by step deep into the ground with brute force to get the black stone from hundreds of meters deep underground to the ground, after seeing the mottled sunlight, he couldn't help but sit on the ground comfortably, and a rumbling sound sounded behind him, obviously, the weight of the black stone crushed the rock out of a hole, and his entire rat body was facing the sky and the four paws were flying in the air, cutting off the vines, Wan Yang decided to temporarily take root near this rock, and only after the strength increased greatly, did he decide to travel.

Wan Yang began to exercise his claws and teeth by his own jihua, and the stupidest and most practical tool was to attack this piece of hard as iron jack black stone, in the initial half a month, Wan Yang endured the pain and pain of inhuman torture of his claws and teeth, making his nerves unbearable before stopping, it can be said that half a month almost every day is the limbs stained with blood or spit blood in the mouth, the result of bleeding is that he is like a mad dog driven crazy to see any animal is a desperate attack, devouring their flesh and blood to absorb their life essence to repair their injuries and enhance the passing life essence, it can be said that Wanyang is rooted near the rockEvery day, this kilometer is a one-sided killing field, no evil beast can match, setting off an endless gluttonous feast, making all the creatures in the vicinity rumor, and many beasts with strong crisis instincts have begun to move in this bloody storm.

Of course, Wan Yang found out the result of his killing feast, and sneered, since you moved, I will push the back of my ass to see how you escape?

In the cruel game of escape and killing, Wan Yang spent two months in pain and fear, the sharpness and tenacity of his claws and teeth were almost turned upside down, and the black stone finally revealed its weakness, so that Wan Yang's claws and teeth left claw marks or tooth marks on it, and what surprised him even more was that these two months of painful grinding actually gave birth to a trace of vitality energy in his body, similar to the true yuan spiritual power in the body of a Taoist monk. And with this trace of vitality energy and the cultivation of 'Soul Devouring Technique', the speed of absorbing the essence of the spiritual energy is more than twice as fast as before, of course, there is also a kind of cultivation that is carried out with the black stone on his back and the cultivation of physical and mental suppression, and the speed of absorbing the essence of the natural spiritual energy is simply used. Terror' to describe, the entire body of the rat is glowing with a faint aura light, the treasure is solemn, like an immortal, but unfortunately, the reaction is also great, Wanyang does not dare to do this day and night, especially when hunting, afraid of encountering the violent energy of heaven and earth, then it will be completely hiccup.

The trace of vitality in his body, Wan Yang did not dare to use it, but he could not use it, because it was pitiful, he gave up the mind of using the power of the vitality in his body before the vitality had grown to a certain point, but began a more arduous journey of tempering, carrying the black stone ground and began to practice in his sleep at night, and hunting during the day, he began to give up. Soul Devouring's penance, but carrying the black stone on his back to hunt, the result can be imagined, the speed has been greatly reduced, and he has been attacked by fierce beasts several times, however, his physical fitness is so strong that he is perverted, and he is not injured, but he has been ravaged more or less, however, over time, the slowed down speed has begun to increase in the pressure of thousands of catties and the dangers of the outside world.

Wan Yang has been cultivating in various places on the edge of the forest for another two months, and now his speed is the same as at the beginning even if he is carrying the black stone on his back, and the speed of putting down the black stone is doubled, and he can also practice the 'Spirit Devouring Technique' in the black stone on his back and refine the energy of heaven and earth, and the vitality in his body has increased several times in the oppression of the black stone and the pressure of his body and mind, with a few hairs as thick as flowing in all veins of the body, like the meridians of the human body flowing in Zhou Tian.

Wan Yang didn't know that this Zhou Tian Yuan Qi route was similar to the meridians, and he just relied on his instinctive 'Spirit Devouring Technique' to comprehend his own physique and evolved a Zhou Tian operation similar to Taoism.

Today, Wan Yang finally succeeded in standing out in the oppressive forging of the black stone, the sharp claws left dense claw marks on the black stone, leaving only a thick piece of black stone on his body, the hardness was greatly reduced, zuihou, he was holding the black stone, and began to bite the stone with his teeth and began to chew the unpalatable piece of black stone like a crispy bone, but in his keen sense of smell he noticed that it had cut off the outer skin and was soft and the inside was very extraordinary, and a piece of it was swallowed into the stomach, the taste was strange, salty and sweet, earthy, sulfurous, etc., hundreds of places were mixed.

The consequence of eating the black stone similar to the essence is that it hurts so much that Wan Yang rolls hard in the grass, not because the black stone has spiritual power fluctuations, but because the material of the black stone is really not digestible by ordinary living beings, it is not gold or wood, it is very weird, and the diaphragm should almost burst his small stomach in the stomach.

In the pain, Wan Yang, who climbed to the branch of a tree, had to lie down and forcibly run the 'Spirit Devouring Technique' and integrate his spirit into the ethereal spirit, ignoring the big toss of the black stone in the stomach, the energy of heaven and earth gathered around Wan Yang's body like stars, quietly integrated into the body of the hundred remains, and accompanied by the natural aura, The gushing out of the essence of the grass and trees, the Zhou Tian operation of the vitality in the body, refining the black stone in the body, the painful Wan Yang was only slightly better, but it was still not enough to weaken his pain, the material of the black stone was strange, and there was no spiritual power fluctuation, and the vitality in the body could not be quickly refined, just like the little traces on the black stone when he sharpened his claws and teeth, constantly tormenting his body and nerves, but through the inhuman torture in the early stage, Wan Yang's nerves were so thick that they were terrifying and not human. His only instinct is 'Soul Swallowing', so he tries to put aside distractions and ignore the black stone fragments in his stomach.

A few days passed quietly, Wan Yang gradually forgot the pain in his body, and once again entered the ethereal state to absorb the little bits of energy between heaven and earth, the stars were like starlight, and from a distance, he could see that his rat body seemed to be shrouded in a faint glow, sacred as a fairy.

Wan Yang opened his eyes again, it was already the stars in the sky, the sun and the moon were shining in the forest, Wan Yang touched his chest with his claws, his stomach was still a little uncomfortable, but he was not panicking, he just felt a slight diaphragm, obviously, in the refining of the vitality in the body, he had not yet digested the strange fragments of the black stone, but he no longer cared about the influence of the black stone, because he found that the vitality in the body seemed to have been purified again and again, and the measurement of the vitality was reduced but doubled again in purity and power, obviously this was all thanks to the tempering of the vitality of the black stone.

Not satisfied with the strange and uncomfortable satiety of the black stone, Wan Yang supported the night black wind and scurried down the tree, and began to set off a bloody feast in the night, and now he has a peculiar ability to hunt, that is, with the 'spirit swallowing technique' to feel the majesty of the life essence in the prey, which is conducive to refining the life essence and enhancing his vitality, and when hunting to food and then eating, he will still eat the majestic part of the life essence of the prey body with his sensitivity to the life essence, no longer like the previous swallowing dates.

In the middle of the night, Wan Yang had a full meal, did not sleep, wandered in the forest, he was reborn as a rat, the unfamiliar environment, for him, is no concern, so he has no fixed place, did not stay in a fixed place for ten days, except for the exercise period in the black stone.

In the forest in the middle of the night, there is less the roar of large prey and the sound of hunting beasts, and there are many insects and birds and the calls of small nightingales and small animals, Wan Yang has extraordinary hearing, and can hear subtle sounds in a range of about a kilometer, and suddenly walked to the bottom of a hillside that extends to Xiangshang near the depths of the forest, and he suddenly erected the body of the rat, obviously hearing a strange sound, about eight or nine hundred meters to the southeast, there was a faint roar and a strange and familiar sharp sound against the roar.

"The sound of rats?

Wan Yang frowned slightly, obviously, there were a lot of sharp sounds in the roar, and at the same time, he could guess the anger in the weak roar of the confronting evil beast, obviously, being forced into a desperate situation by a large group of rats.

Wan Yang didn't think that those rats were as talented as himself, otherwise, his pain in the past few months would have been in vain. Wan Yang was curious that the beast had been driven to death by a group of rats because of Weishenme, so he cautiously scurried to the southeast of the edge of the deep forest.

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Under the light of the moon and stars, a small valley under a cliff, hundreds of rats of different sizes and colors like chickens and ducks surrounded the small valley, and at the base of the cliff of the valley, there was an elephant and a strong black panther guarding a cave to death, but it was a pity that it was attacked by a group of rats one after another, the body of the beast was full of claw marks and bites, and the blood was dripping, and in front of him there were hundreds of corpses of vicious rats, the body of the rat was like being fished out of the furnace, and the smell of burnt paste filled the valley.

Wan Yang was in the tree in the distance, watching the two armies of the rat group and the black panther face each other, squinting his eyes slightly, obviously, the group of rats that were at least twice as big as his body were not afraid, even the Dalmatian mouse with the most vigorous life spirit and the size of a bucket was not enough to make him rise to the slightest sense of war, but the individual combat power of the black panther on the opposite side was very strong, which made him a little eager to try, the key is that his bleeding body has a vigorous spirit that has never been encountered in the exudation, Wan Yang felt that waiting for work with ease was the truth, so he watched the show with appreciation。

Dalmatian roared sharply in the group of chirping rats, and dozens of rats pounced on the panther again, very fast, making the hard-hit panther struggling, and with a roar, a thick lightning bolt erupted from the panther's mouth, and in an instant, the smoke and dust rose, and the smell of burnt paste came out again.

The black panther's lightning is indeed powerful, no mouse can match, but the range of lightning is limited, only in the range of even three meters, killing more than a dozen mice, the other mice fearlessly approached the black panther whose body shook and weakened after releasing a bolt of lightning, frantically biting, sharp claws and teeth glowing with a faint metallic luster, tearing away like ants, and the black panther's body was newly injured, and there were white bones and blood.

"Lightning??Monster?"

Wan Yang saw the black panther spew lightning, the mouse's eyes widened, surprised, but there was no fear of the shock scene of its liliang release, but his mind was fighting, he was immersed in fantasy novels, guessing the origin of this magical beast, he knew in the novel that if the demon beast can spew lightning, it is simply devastating, Mo said that the strength of the low strength of the big mouse into powder, even he is afraid that he will not be completely dead, as if, this spotted leopard is not a demon beast, but similar to the magic beast in Western novels, and only in this way can we explain why the power of lightning is so weak？

Wan Yang didn't know if the guess was correct, but it was enough to be sure that the lightning slashed at him, and it was difficult to hurt him at all, and the dead rat lying on the ground opposite was an example, so the lightning did not destroy the rat's body, and the power was obviously terrifyingly weak.

The fate of the panther is already doomed in the rat colony, and at most it is a little longer to struggle.

Although Wan Yang longs for his life essence and blood, his greatest interest is to listen to this noisy group of rats, wondering why this black panther was besieged, he was reborn as a mouse, instinctively knows the language of beasts, and he is naturally too familiar with the language of rats, but these rats are just beast instincts, and the syllables they make are very single, but they are enough to make him excited to hear a news that shocks his heart.

Spirit Grass?!

In the cave guarded by the demonic beast 'Black Panther', there is actually a spirit grass.

Wan Yang's mouse eyes lit up, how could there be any hesitation, immediately turned into a black phantom, and rushed to the cave in the valley at the fastest speed, the noisy rat group did not notice his figure, and the black panther next to the cave reacted, glanced at the beast's head slightly, but did not see Wan Yang's figure, slightly confused, thinking that he was dazzled, but there was not so much time to think about it, a new round of group fighting has started again, this time it was a group of hundreds of rats culled.

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