A sword swung away, and a violent collision sounded. Qing He only felt like he had been chopped on a piece of metal.

Entering the spiritual power, the magic seal of the Jin Ze Sword lit up, and Qing He used fifty percent of his strength. This time, one of the wings of the big fly was chopped off.

Large flies that have lost their wings cannot fly and struggle to crawl on the ground. Qing He didn't relax, she knew very well that this was a third-level desolate beast, and it was not so easy to deal with.

Just as Qing He swung his sword again, the big yellow fly opened its fist-sized mouth, and a stream of golden silk flew out of it and came towards Qing He.

Qing He reacted quickly, Jin Ze's sword was in front of him, and the gold wire was wrapped around the sword. It's like it's stuck to a sword, and you can't shake it off.

Under Qing He's gaze, the sword body of Jin Zejian had potholes, which was corroded. Hurriedly stirring up all the magic seals and crystal nuclei, and inputting the maximum spiritual power, Qing He broke free with all his strength, and was able to pull the Kanazawa sword out of the bondage of the golden wire.

The speed of the big fly was slow, and everyone saw everything Qinghe did clearly.

"Everyone, be careful, let's step back. The most powerful thing about this group of wild beasts is the golden thread that spits out, and once it is entangled, it is difficult to break free. Qing He hurriedly said.

Everyone retreated to the other side of the giant tree, and the big yellow fly that fought against Qinghe was not dead, but still struggling on the ground.

Qing He gave a sword to the fly's neck and cut off the fly's head. The big fly can't move anymore.

The sound of small voices kept coming from behind him, and the big flies did not give up, and chased after everyone at a slow flying speed.

This swarm of flies can fly, and if they want to escape, they must quickly hide their breath and shake off the big flies. But looking at such a large group of third-level desolate beasts, Qing He didn't want to give up the beast core.

Besides, that kind of yellow grass that has never been seen before may be a rare elixir, and these big flies attach so much importance to it, and the grade should not be low.

"Xiaocao, can you kill the flies in the back?" asked Qinghe.

"No problem. Xiaocao is going. ”

The golden bracelet transforms and takes root in the ground. One by one, the big flies in the back lost their lives.

Half an hour later, tens of thousands of large flies were lying on the ground, corpses piled on top of each other.

Qing He picked up a fly corpse and dissected it. She found that the golden wire was like the tongue of a fly, several meters long.

Pick one up with a sword, and there is transparent slime on the gold wire. The craters that can corrode the body of Kanazawa's sword show that the mucus is extraordinary.

Dig out the beast core, the material on the big fly, only the golden wire is useful. The crowd began to collect the corpses, dig up the cores, and collect the gold wires.

Wait until everything is in order. They looked at the yellow grass on the ground again.

Because of the first incident, everyone was much more cautious this time. You Qinghe carefully dug a plant, and the others were on guard on the side.

When the grass was held in their hands, there was no change in the surrounding area, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's okay, I don't know what kind of grass this is, let's dig some and take it away. Qinghe said. Prepare to dig up the second plant.

The dagger has gouged out the roots. Others also crouched down, ready to move.

A loud birdsong rang out. Everyone paused, raised their heads in unison, and thought in their hearts that they were coming again.

Qing He's mood at this time was like a roller coaster, constantly fluctuating, and he said wildly in his heart, what kind of grass is this, which will attract so many things.

She obviously didn't feel the breath of the fierce beast, but the tens of thousands of big flies just now slapped her face. Now, as soon as her words fell, she was slapped in the face again. It feels too sour.

With Ah Zi and Xiaocao here, Qinghe is full of confidence. She had to dig up some grass to take away today.

Unlike the slow speed of the big fly, the thing that came this time was very fast, and it was in front of everyone in the blink of an eye. What reassures Qinghe is that it is no longer a large group, only a single one.

It's just that this thing is too eye-catching. Gorgeous and bright blue feathers, with a golden crown on his head, he has a normal body shape, and looks like a bird king high above. Two slender legs, sharp claws landed and grabbed two large pits.

Trailing his long tail feathers, like a gust of wind, he stood proudly in front of everyone. There was no attack at the first time.

Qing He didn't notice that the two bracelets on his wrists moved, and then quickly landed. She stared at the bird's head, not seeing the rank mark of the beast, which was covered with a white cloud-like pattern.

Is this a new kind of beast?

The two sides confronted each other, I don't know if it was an illusion, Qinghe always felt that this bird was looking at them, his eyes were contemptuous, but there was no killing intent.

The bird glanced at Ah Zi and Xiaocao, the contempt in his eyes was put away, and his expression immediately became solemn.

"If you know each other, go away. Ah Zi was the first to speak.

"If you don't touch the Void Spirit Grass, I'll back down. The bird said coldly.

Qing He's mouth opened wide, this was the first time he had seen a talking beast. The highest-level fourth-level desolate beast she had ever seen, she had never heard of anyone who could speak, and her intelligence didn't seem to be high.

Qingya asked tremblingly, "What kind of fierce beast is this, it can speak." ”

The bird glanced at Qingya proudly and contemptuously, "Hmph, two-legged beast, I am a spirit beast, not a fierce beast." ”

"What is a spirit beast?" Chiyan answered.

The birds do not speak.

Ah Zi said: "Spirit beasts are born with spirits, have extraordinary spiritual intelligence, and their strength is above that of wild beasts. ”

It was the first time that everyone had heard of spirit beasts, and they were more powerful than wild beasts. They can't even be provoked.

To be precise, Xiaocao, Ah Zi, and Dimu all belong to the spirit race. Anyone who possesses spiritual wisdom is collectively called the spirit race. Ah Zi They are from the Spirit Wood Clan, and the birds belong to the Spirit Beast Clan.

Spirit beasts are scarce and powerful, far from being comparable to fierce beasts.

"Ah Zi is also a spirit animal?" asked Qing He.

Ah Zi said: "Sort of." To be precise, it should be the Spirit Race. ”

"So is the grass. Xiaocao said busily. For fear of being forgotten.

"How do you distinguish between the levels of the Spirit Clan?" Qing He continued to ask. The first time I heard about it, of course, I was very curious, and the clearer I inquired, the better. If you encounter it later, you can escape for your life as soon as possible.

"The level of the spirit clan depends on the color change of the spirit crystal, from white, red, purple to gold. Some are obvious, some are not. There are also many mutant spirit races, and their strength is not easy to distinguish, so they are not among them. Ah Zi was very patient this time and answered all questions about Qinghe.

Oh my God, for the first time, everyone knows that the top of this world's strength is not those desolate beasts, there are more powerful existences, and there are quite a few.

The human race, the most powerful, may not be able to retreat from the high-level desolate beasts, let alone those powerful spirit races. Of course, these Qinghe and others don't know yet. If I knew, I would have felt even more hopeless.

Qing He looked at the white moire on the bird's head and thought thoughtfully. That should be the rank mark of the bird. As for the body type, it shouldn't be what you see now.

Looking at Xiaocao and Ah Zi again, Qinghe couldn't tell what level they were.

"Since the spirit beast has a spirit, what is this one called?" Qing He asked, looking at the bird.

"My name is Lan Ling. Seeing Ah Zi's attitude towards Qinghe, the bird kindly told him and put away the contempt in his eyes.