Farewell to Sun Gongcheng, Ling Hu Chong carefully flew back to his original place and began to advance on foot again.

Because of the increase in the strength of the divine soul, he once again appeared a mismatch between the strength of the divine soul and the spiritual power, so he could only adjust it step by step, and then sacrifice the flying sword, slashing and slashing all the way to speed up the adaptation process.

The plain occupied by the Manghe tribe is about 500 miles long from east to west and about 300 miles wide from north to south, and it has to be the size of three Guanzhong plains.

Ling Hu Chong crossed this plain overnight and found that after combing by the giants, the poisonous insects on the plain were far less than those in the mountains and forests, and they were already more suitable for human habitation.

And the water flow is sufficient, the land is fertile, and the terrain is flat, as long as it is well managed, it can accommodate at least one million Chinese people.

It is a mountain plain, and further east, there are endless mountain forests.

Linghu Chong didn't fly high and look far, and he didn't know how wide this mountain forest was.

But since the Tai tribe is thousands of miles away, this mountain forest is definitely no more than three thousand miles.

Perhaps this is where the Manghe tribe meets the outside, and the giant has deliberately cleared a path to get out.

It's a road, but it's actually a dirt field with potholes and potholes where only big trees have been cut down.

There is no roadbed or anything, overgrown with weeds, but the huge trees discarded on the side of the road have become more obvious road signs.

With the size and vision of a giant, and the feet like iron, it is very easy to pass such a path.

Linghu Chong avoided the main road and headed east in parallel.

The giant's road is also roughly parallel to the Mang River, which flows eastward, and has always been on the north side of the Mang River.

Linghu Chong traveled all the way east, and from time to time encountered small tributaries that flow into the big river from the mountains, some of the tributaries have abundant water and are mighty, and some are trickling and clear.

Linghu Chong walked until noon, just crossed a small tributary, habitually looked at it, and felt that some stones by the river were somewhat familiar.

This small river is not big, only fifty or sixty zhang wide, but the bottom of the river is full of all kinds of stones.

The stone that Ling Hu Chong saw was the hammer stone used by the giant flying stone.

Linghu rushed over and found that there were quite a few hammer stones, and dozens of them could be seen at a glance.

Some are big and some are small, the big ones are two or three zhang wide, and the small ones are the size of eggs, hidden in the whole river stone pile, which is not conspicuous.

Linghu Chong has seen the giant called Feishi control the chain hammer, it is really a god blocking and smashing God, Buddha blocking and smashing Buddha, there is nothing he can't smash, the hardness is really considerable.

Linghu Chong picked a hammer stone the size of one zhang, sacrificed a flying sword, and stabbed it into it with a sword.

"Squeak"

The flying sword made an unpleasant sound, and it only pierced the hammer stone more than six feet before stopping.

Ling Hu Chong took a breath of cold air, good guy, you can't even pierce the flying sword, how hard is this!

As soon as his divine sense moved, he added another force, and the flying sword stabbed forward again before it came out of the stone.

Ling Hu Chong commanded the flying sword, sliced a small piece of the skin of the hammer stone, and looked at it carefully.

I saw that the inside of the hammer stone was brown and black, with very few impurities, and the texture was compact and dense, with a little black luster.

This should be a metal ore!," Ling Hu Chong guessed.

I looked left and right, picked up an egg-sized hammer stone, and threw it in my hand, feeling much heavier than iron, just such a small piece, it had to be about seven or eight catties, and it was about the same as the previous Huashan sword.

Take a look around, look at an ordinary river stone the size of a millstone a hundred zhang away, and raise your hand to hit it.

"Boom ......"

The millstone-sized river stone is split apart, and the middle part is powdered.

When I picked up the hammer stone, there was only a slight scratch on the surface, and when I wiped it with my hand, I couldn't see it.

Ling Hu Chong didn't use spiritual power, only used his own arm strength, and he couldn't help but be very satisfied.

I walked a little further up the river, found five or six hammerstones the size of a pigeon's egg, and put them in the package along with the egg-sized ones.

This stone should be a good refining material, go back and let Senior Brother Wu Dong take a look at it to see if it is useful?

Moreover, with the hardness of the hammer stone, even if you don't use spiritual power or divine soul power, you can smash the giant to death by just relying on Ling Hu Chong's arm strength to hit such a stone.

It's one more way to attack!

This time when you go out to explore, the scout camp only asks to explore the strength of the giant tribe, and does not require the scout to explore others, and you can choose how to use it if you have a harvest.

Ling Hu Chong decided that all the discoveries would only be told to Wu Dong, and what Wu Dong got was actually Xiaohua's.

As for Taihua's side, there are still thousands of Qi Transformation Stage disciples, and they are not inferior to one of them!

Linghu Chong loaded the hammer stone, and was just about to leave, when he suddenly felt that the river around him was a little abnormal, and when he looked sideways, a lobster with a long length slowly revealed a big head and big claws from the water surface of the river, and small eyes the size of a goose egg were looking at him coldly.

"Ahh

The lobster opened its mouth and spewed out a mouthful of water arrows, which made the fox rush.

Ling Hu Chong's good mood was interrupted, and he was a little unhappy, and he turned to avoid the lobster's water arrow.

The water arrow hit the river stone next to it, and with a 'tuk' sound, the river stone was knocked out of a hole the size of a bowl and half a foot deep.

Spit on me!

Linghu Chong's eyes widened, and just as he was about to bend down, the lobster climbed up on seven legs and eight feet, waving a pair of big claws and rushed over.

Oops!

The temper is not small!

Linghu Chong saw that it was not afraid to bend down by himself, and he was too lazy to pick up stones, so he rolled up his sleeves and greeted it.

Both hands grabbed the tip of the lobster's big claw left and right, and the lobster's big claw 'clicked' and clamped violently, but unfortunately Ling Hu Chong's palm was too small, only grabbed a little sharp tip, no matter how sharp and powerful the big claw was, it couldn't catch Ling Hu Chong.

Linghu Chong shouted, exerted his strength violently, and waved his arms horizontally, lifting hundreds of catties of lobsters, and smashing the lobster on the huge river stone next to him.

The lobster was thrown and made a clatter, and all the shrimp legs were seriously injured and could not get up.

Linghu Chong looked at the sky and muttered, "It's just right to send it to the door, roast lobster and eat it at noon." ”

He found a large clean stone, and with a wave of his hand, a stream of river water rose like a water dragon, swirling down, and cleaned the stone clean.

The lobster was placed on the rock, still unable to move, and the water dragon continued to rush down, washing the sand off the lobster's body.

Picking off the lobster's shrimp line, a huge flame surrounded the lobster in an instant.

The temperature of the flame is adjusted according to Linghu Chong's mind, so that the lobster is heated evenly everywhere, and after a while, the lobster is cooked inside and outside under the high temperature, and the whole body is dark red, exuding an attractive fragrance.

Linghu Chong pulled off a shrimp leg, pulled open the shell, and the tender shrimp meat was exposed.

I pursed my lips and took a bite, but I felt that it was very fragrant and the heat was just right.

Ling Hu Chong let go of his cheeks, chewed violently, and hundreds of catties of fresh shrimp meat entered his stomach, and he was slightly satisfied with a slight separation.

A slight heat rises in the lower abdomen, and the strong digestive function is working hard, absorbing all the energy in the shrimp meat into the body, and the whole body feels comfortable.

'Less jug of wine!'

Linghu Chong sighed, remembering the spirit wine he drank at the Sect Leader last time, and swallowed his saliva unconsciously.

I have to think of a way to get some spiritual wine from the master to drink, so that life can be delicious!

Linghu Chong had a burst of fantasy, and was silly for a while.

Seeing that the river was in a mess, he stretched out his hand and waved, and a gust of wind rolled up all the broken lobster shells, and the flames ignited, and in just a moment, the lobster shells were burned to ashes, and there was a burst of burnt incense by the river.

A gust of wind swept across the valley, the burnt incense was blown away, and the valley returned to its original state.