Chapter 93: The Prairie is King
Before he could think of anything else, an extremely uncomfortable feeling of dizziness swept over him.
It's like sitting in a swivel chair and being spun around 10,000 times.
Even with Ling Fan's strength and physique, he almost threw up.
At this moment, Ling Fan had already arrived at the dungeon.
He was between two mountains, retching against the mountain wall.
"System, pretty jungler! vomit ......"
"It's too real, isn't it just a mental projection? ”
After slowing down for nearly ten minutes, Ling Fan felt a little more comfortable.
"This Nima, it's so sour, where is it?"
Ling Fan raised his eyes to look at the situation nearby.
There are two towering peaks beside him.
When I looked up, I couldn't see where the peak was, and it was covered by clouds and mist halfway up the mountain.
The narrow dirt path between the two mountains is covered with gravel, and it is difficult to walk on it.
Ling Fan picked up the stainless steel sword beside him and looked behind him, there was a layer of light curtain.
"Don't you let you go behind the light curtain, where does it lead?"
Thinking in his heart, Ling Fan poked his finger and found that the light curtain was extremely tough and could not be broken at all.
"Forget it, don't think about it, let's move on. ”
After walking a few meters forward, Ling Fan found dense handwriting on the mountain wall.
"Xiuzhen copy: The grassland is king. ”
"Transcript Description: The aura riot on the prairie is extremely strong, causing various beasts to change their physique. There was a male lion who cultivated to the realm of condensation and slaughtered creatures near the grassland to harm the Quartet. ”
"I'll poke, the lion cultivator is really condensing?, let me be very good!"
Ling Fan was shocked when he saw the copy description, he himself was in the Qi Condensation Realm.
According to the theory that ordinary people can't beat lions, it is difficult for cultivators in the Condensation Realm to beat the lion in the Condensation Realm.
"Dungeon Main Quest: Kill the Prairie Lion King, and successfully complete the dungeon main quest reward: "Foxy Divine Roar", and 5 points will be deducted from each basic attribute if you fail. ”
"Quest side quest: Hunt fifty grassland creatures, complete the reward recovery value: 5, no penalty for failure. ”
"Tips: Please hurry up and complete the task. ”
Ling Fan looked thoughtfully at the handwriting on the mountain wall, and said secretly: "How much can the recovery value of 'Foxy Divine Howl' be worth, it is better to give me the recovery value directly." The punishment for failure is quite severe.
"Failure? impossible to fail, never fail in this life!"
"Isn't there a day to spare, there should be quite enough, start working!"
Ling Fan walked towards the end of the trail with his sword, he saw a patch of green in the distance, and knew that it was the so-called grassland.
The moment he stepped out of the narrow mountain road, a curtain of light hung down behind him, blocking his back path.
Looking at the scenery in front of him, Ling Fan's face was strange.
"The grass is almost taller than me, don't tell me that plants can also cultivate!"
"Low-level copies are rough, they don't pay attention to the picture quality at all, and what is floating in the sky, it's a mess. ”
"Not to mention, the air quality here is much better than on Earth, and it's a lot easier to breathe. ”
When Ling Fan walked to the grassland, he felt refreshed and comfortable.
"Does that mean the aura that I said?"
Ling Fan searched forward while pulling the grass that was more than a meter high.
"Not to mention anything else, if you can stay here for a while, I feel that I can increase my cultivation, and this place should be very suitable for cultivation. ”
Thinking in his heart, Ling Fan's eyes suddenly bulged, and he hurriedly prostrate.
"Oh, it's scary, it seems to have suddenly come out. ”
Not far away, a bison with long black fur was nibbling on grass.
It is huge, and its two corners emit a black light, and it is extremely hard at first sight.
In the grass, Ling Fan peeked at it and said secretly: "It is not smaller than the chimpanzees in the Black Mountain, and it seems that it will take some effort to hunt fifty grassland creatures." ”
Ling Fan carried the sword behind his back, he didn't plan to use a sharp weapon to solve it, otherwise the smell of blood would drift away, for fear of attracting more fierce beasts to besiege him.
Who knows what kind of animals are on the steppe, in case such a herd of bison rushes towards him together, it will instantly turn into a sieve.
"I still want to find the Lion King first, and then do something else after I die, it seems that the routine of the copy is the same, and the mobs must be cleaned up first. ”
Ling Fan walked short in the grass, slowly approaching the bison, wanting to kill him with one blow.
The four or five meter-tall bison was eating the delicious grass with its head low, its back bones were high and bulging, and its four hooves were as thick as Ling Fan's thighs, which was very majestic.
Suddenly, the buffalo's ears flapped, as if hearing something.
It suddenly turned its copper bell in alarm, and looked around.
Ling Fan was silently calculating in his heart, planning to find the right direction to kill with one blow.
Who would have thought that the bison was extremely sharp and alert.
"Moo!"
The bison roared, two wisps of white gas erupted from its nostrils, and its horns, which were more than half a meter long, pierced at the place where Ling Fan was hiding.
Ling Fan was startled, and then became angry.
"Maverick, don't be rampant!"
Anyway, he couldn't hide, so Ling Fan got up and rushed towards the bison as well.
He didn't believe that he couldn't even handle a bison, and the lion king, who was still a fart, surrendered directly.
"Do you have more strength?"
Boom.
Ling Fan pinched the right time, grabbed the two horns with both hands, and looked at the bison with a ruthless expression.
The huge impact force caused Ling Fan to retreat three meters away, and his entire foot was buried in the ground.
A man and an ox leaned against each other and wrestled in the grass.
"Isn't it big, hey!" Ling Fan's head was bruised, and he exerted great force.
Although the difference in stature was far from that of a bison like a dump truck, Ling Fan's small body contained explosive power.
Gradually, the bison was pushed back.
The bison was furious, his four hooves and nostrils kept spewing white air, and a not-so-pleasant smell entered Ling Fan's nose.
"It smells bad, you go die. ”
After roaring angrily, Ling Fan mobilized with all his strength, using various methods to increase his strength.
Grabbed the horns with both arms and jerked them to the side.
"Fall down, baby cow. ”
"Moo!"
The bison neck resisted hard, but it never fought Ling Fan, his neck was crooked, his body was suddenly unbalanced, his black hair trembled, the hooves on one side were off the ground, and a look of panic appeared in his big eyes.
It didn't expect this petite two-legged creature to have so much strength.
"Moo!
Burst.
The bison tumbled over, crushing countless grasses with a muffled sound.
It kept kicking on all fours, but its huge body made it impossible to turn over for a while.
"Eat beef!"
Ling Fan erupted wildly, and he screamed, and smashed his fists between the eyebrows of the black cow.
Knock knock.
After seven or eight punches in a row, the black-haired bison finally stood up on all four hooves and died.
"I feel like there's an increase in combat effectiveness here. Is it because of the abundant aura?"
Ling Fan took a few breaths, looked at the huge black bull in front of him and muttered in his heart.
At this moment, the black bull's corpse instantly disintegrated, diverging into countless points of light and scattering.