"Hiss!"

In the face of Wu Ling's provocation, the dragon feather snake, who was quite the head of the family, was not stimulated by Wu Ling, not only did not collapse in anger, but his eyes became sharper, as if he regarded Wu Ling as an evenly matched opponent. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Whether it is the alien beasts or human warriors that Wu Ling encounters next, their minds have all been refined, so to a large extent, they are no longer the mentality of those clowns who jump off the beam, and they are easily affected by the effect of the radical method.

This kind of opponent is all rising with their own internal force realm, and has a variety of different tenacious minds, but different people have different beliefs, so they will have different reactions in the face of the same event.

The same is true for alien beasts of the same intelligence.

If the dragon feather snake of the head of the family was still under Wu Ling's agitation method in the current eight-layer internal force realm, then their ancient divine dragon bloodline would be obtained in vain.

"That's not bad, come on!"

Combat experience is rare, especially this experience, because without the intervention of the little platinum dragon, Wu Ling is the first time to deal with such a powerful beast.

Coupled with the role of the door slasher, Wu Ling can be regarded as an answer to himself, after such a long period of training and tasks, he wants to see what level his strength is.

......

Bang bang bang!

Three loud bangs rose into the sky, setting off a huge wave of swamp and muddy liquid, and the viscous liquid sprinkled into the dark sky, bringing beautiful music to the silent night.

Within a radius of more than ten miles, there were constantly howling of strange beasts, some of them were defending their own territory, some were surrendering, and some were provoking and intimidating Wu Ling's human aura.

It's just that Wu Ling didn't have time to listen carefully to the differences in these voices.

He held a large knife in his hand, fell from the sky, and slashed straight down at the lord of the dragon feather snake, the dragon feather snake rolled its body, and the door slashing knife did not cut its thick snake skin, but smashed into the lubricating swamp like a burst.

Wu Ling, who pulled out the blade of the knife and fought back, sacrificed a knife again, this one is slightly different, the internal force of it has a little breath of the dragon palm, we all know, the dragon palm can be attached to the blade, and send out different forms and forces of blows.

What Wu Ling was worried about before was that there was a pair of eyes staring at him behind him, so even now, Wu Ling didn't dare to use the real Dragon Descending Palm at will.

However, judging from Wu Ling's degree of mastery of the Dragon Descending Palm, there is not much trouble in using a different door cutting knife, but the strength of the Dragon Descending Palm will be greatly reduced.

The dragon feather snake felt a familiar and domineering dragon intent, and his expression actually stagnated a little, but it was this point of blockage, Wu Ling seized the opportunity, his feet were lightly stroked on the swamp surface, and his body rotated three hundred and sixty degrees in the air, with the rotating door slashing knife descending dragon breath, Wu Ling removed half of the head of the dragon feather snake lord.

However, because the dragon feather snake's body was so large that Wu Ling's knife fell into half a quarter's head, and finally had to rely on Wu Ling to kick it out before he could get out.

Otherwise, he will be entangled by the tail of the snake flipped over by the dragon feather snake.

"You're tough, old fellow. ”

During the fight, Wu Ling was hit by the dragon feather snake a total of seven times, and the snake's tail swept on Wu Ling's abdomen seven times, so that Wu Ling's belly clothes all became in the shape of silk strips, and while speaking, Wu Ling also spit out a few mouthfuls of turbid qi mixed blood, which seemed to have been injured to a great extent.

It's just that from the outside, the degree of injury of the dragon feather snake is even more terrifying.

The half of the head that hung on the head of the snake swayed as if it were about to fall.

"Hiss!"

The dragon feather snake didn't care much about its own injuries, because like Wu Ling, it had the blood flow rate to restore its own injuries, but Wu Ling, who had been baptized by the little platinum dragon, had more advantages, and sixteen times the blood flow rate was repaired on Wu Ling's body, which was really a lot of consumption of internal strength.

But since Wu Ling met Ding Xiaoxiao, he listened to his intentions and deliberately suppressed the consumption of internal force in the repair of the sixteen blood, so to a large extent, Wu Ling's repair of his own damage has gradually moved closer to instinct, which is also a kind of experience.

Unlike the Dragon Feather Snake, the current damage repair is still based on the consumption of internal force.

During the Dragonfeather Snakelord's injury, dozens of smaller Dragonfeather Snakes poked out of the swamp with their heads, their shiny ruby scales becoming a flying aura in the night.

"Hiss......"

"Hiss......"

The little dragon feather snakes probed their brains, and their eyes began to be in a trance, as if they were very worried about the injury of the dragon feather snake master, after all, it was the first time they had seen such a big injury from the patriarch.

Wu Ling took back the blade, the battle is going on here, there is no need to go on, walking the rivers and lakes, there is always a martial arts competition, whether it is with human warriors, or with foreign beasts, if there is no deep hatred, the point will stop, not only can you win the game, but also win the martial arts.

"It's over, it's not easy to come to the big world, if you die, your relatives really won't be able to live. ”

The scales on the head of the dragon feather snake are not ordinary mortal things, many refiners care about this kind of thing very much and get started, refiners are a profession native to the big world, they and the Tang Sect secret weapons belong to the same family, but they are separated and independent in the development of history.

The difference between the two is that the Tang Sect secret weapon is proficient in small and fine, killing people in the refining of invisible weapons, and the development of refiners is relatively rapid, and they have refined a weapon, a weapon that can be infused with internal force, so they focus on the refining of heavy weapons.

All in all, when refining weapons, the secret weapons of the Tang Sect do not have to rely on the genius treasures of nature, but the refiners must borrow these rare genius treasures, different substances have different attributes, the scales of the dragon feather snake, and they are really rare types of things.

Wu Ling didn't know if there were refiners among the remaining thirteen opponents, but in this realm, he must have a certain understanding of the scales of the Dragon Feather Snake, so whether there was a refiner or not, for the Dragon Feather Snake family, if the patriarch died, the damage would really reach the territory of the extermination.

......

"If it's okay, just lurk, don't wander around, like this golden sign token, there are five of them here. ”

"If you meet them, your lives will be in danger. ”

The Lord of the Dragon Feather Snake came out with words, which was a great respect for Wu Ling, because in their world, any foreign beast with the ancient bloodline of the Divine Dragon would definitely not easily confide in people, unless it was the person they believed in the most.

"It turns out that the breath of the dragon has descended on you, making us rude...... Sizzle. ”

The voice of the dragon snake was very low, and after a word, there was no sound, and with all its relatives, it gradually sank to the swamp. (To be continued.) )