This is just the powerful people on the Qingxuan Continent who have been famous for thousands of years, if it is placed in the territory of the immortal family such as the Faun God Domain, beyond the existence of the Yuan Infant I don't know how many, presumably the number and types of spirit seeds during this period are much more than those known in the Qingxuan Continent.

"Damn...... There is no mention of how to subdue this kind of gold-based spirit seed in the classics of the Medicine King Palace!"

Zhang Yuanhao's heart is like an ant crawling. This feeling is like a peerless beauty with her breasts half-exposed and her eyes flowing in front of her, but she can't do humane things, she is very aggrieved and anxious, but she is helpless.

In the spirit of not believing in evil, Zhang Yuanhao forcibly went up to test several times, but each time he was forced to retreat by the severe pain, and the longest time he insisted on was only five breaths.

"I feel such extreme pain with the body of a powerful demon beast like the False Pill Peak Python Jiao, so with the body of a human race monk, what kind of pain do you have to endure if you want to subdue the spirit seed?"

Zhang Yuanhao was silent in his heart, the body of the python Jiao was definitely stronger than the body of an ordinary monk, but it was conceivable that if he rashly subdued the spirit seed with his weak monk's body, I am afraid that the huge pain will cause the body to collapse.

"This place...... It must be controlled in my hands, I can't subdue this spirit seed for the time being, so wait for the cultivation to improve, and when it comes to the Jiedan, I don't believe that I can't subdue it!"

Zhang Yuanhao thought so in his heart, while thinking that when he returned to the Qingxuan Continent, he must collect more classics and miscellaneous studies in this area.

Boom!

The huge snake tail rolled up and soothed, Zhang Yuanhao directly rolled up a rock the size of a small mountain, directly suppressed the spirit seed below, covered up the light it emitted, and then cut the scales himself, took out the blood of the python Jiao containing rich blood, and carefully carved the forbidden lines on the rock, and then left.

......

The night is as thick as ink, if it weren't for a bright moon hanging in the sky, I'm afraid that it would be difficult to see the five fingers when I stretched out my hand.

Night is the time when many monsters hunt, but it is also the time when many monsters are dormant.

Therefore, every minute and every second, there will be an incident of hunting and being hunted in any corner of the Guyun Great Forest.

Periphery of the Guyun Great Forest, southwest.

A huge tree, as green as glass, stood majestically on an empty plain, and there were no tall trees for miles except for a few low shrubs.

This is the territory of the Silverhorn Barbarian Bull Clan, a huge demon beast group on the periphery of the Guyun Great Forest, in which there are more than 100 silver-horned Barbarian Bulls, which are extraordinary demon beasts that inherit the ancient bloodline, with great strength, rough skin and thick meat, and tenacious life.

Large swaths of silver-horned bulls were standing, half-kneeling, or lying on the ground covered with dense velvet grass, their broad backs slightly undulating, and their mouths and noses emitting low snoring.

But all the silver-horned bulls are very tacitly around the turquoise giant tree, surround it, and vaguely see several heads of the body is extremely strong, the one-horned towering silver-horned bull king, the bright silver horn on the top of the head is faintly surrounded by a faint trace of gold wire, and the body is faintly exposed to the demonic fluctuations of the foundation realm, and there are more than ten of them, among which the fluctuation is the strongest, and the most vigorous is like a blazing flame in the winter, exuding a terrifying demonic aura of the false Dan realm all the time.

It is such a demon beast race, if it is placed in the Qingxuan Continent, it can even set foot on some of the weak human race countries among the hundred countries in the Northern Regions.

Fluttering Ridge –

In the darkness, a shadow could be seen flying by, but it did not attract the slightest notice.

"Great King, the number of Wild Bulls in the eastern direction is the weakest, but the Silver Horned Wild Bull King of the Fake Dan Realm is guarding under the Inheritance Treasure Tree, and the other fourteen Silver Horn Wild Bull Kings are very evenly distributed!"

The ghost drill wind whirred to the ground, folded its wings, and crept into a tall bush.

Zhang Yuanhao's dark green wolf eyes emitted a cold cold light, and he thought for a moment: "Huangmei, pass the order, let the small ones spread out and distribute them in a circle, and wait for me to give the order and attack in one fell swoop!"

Huang Mei took the order, and the thin demon body flexibly shuttled through the bushes, conveying Zhang Yuanhao's order.

For a while, there was a mixed rustling sound among the stretching bushes, and more than ten demon beasts of the Foundation Building Realm with hundreds of small demons spread out one after another, forming a circle, surrounding the jasper giant trees standing in the plain and the silver-horned barbarian cattle herd, and just waiting for Zhang Yuanhao's order, they began to shrink the encirclement.

While Zhang Yuanhao was waiting for the distribution of his subordinates, his dark green wolf eyes revealed a thoughtful look.

He only has thirteen foundation-building demon beasts under him, while the opponent's side has more than fifteen foundation-building demon beasts, even if he has the silver-horned barbarian bull king who entangles the fake Dan realm, then the opponent still has fourteen foundation-building combat power.

Most of his subordinates are just ordinary foundation-building demon beasts, some of them are not good at fighting, such as the yellow-eyed ghost drill wind, and they can only barely maneuver around the silver-horned barbarian bull king in the same realm, not to mention that the other party has an extra foundation-building combat power, if it is indulged, it will cause a one-sided situation for both the foundation building realm and the ordinary little demons.

Therefore, he had to kill the opponent's Silver Horn Barbarian Bull King instantly before the battle, and the higher the cultivation, the better.

"That's it!"

Zhang Yuanhao's eyes shrank, two like a substantial cold light burst out, thousands of meters away, a huge bull with a body of more than five meters long seemed to feel something, a pair of bull eyes the size of copper bells opened, looked around for a while as if puzzled, but did not find anything suspicious, so he quickly closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

This is the outermost silver-horned bull king in the western direction, and the revealed cultivation has reached the late stage of foundation building, and among Zhang Yuanhao's subordinates, only Kuimu and Shen Gongqing have reached this realm.

Whew-

The night breeze blew, and all the bushes bowed their heads, revealing a silver shadow, moving slowly towards the jasper tree in the distance.

Zhang Yuanhao's hair was relaxed, and the demonic qi converged at a distance of a few inches on the surface of his body, controlling the wind, hiding in it, without making a sound, but his body was getting closer and closer to the silver-horned herd.

Rustle!

The wind blows the jade tree, and the green leaves shake, making a pleasant sound. Under the tree, all the silver-horned bulls were immersed in their sleep, breathing in the fragrance of the jasper giant tree.

"Woo-"

Under the bright moonlight, a silver glimpse broke through the sky like a sharp arrow, swept a distance of 100 meters in an instant, and ran past the backs of several strong silver-horned bulls, and the figure flashed away, and at the same time, a terrible wolf howl spread in all directions.

"Whew-"

"Roar!"

"Hiss!"

Before the sound fell, all kinds of roars were heard in the four fields in an instant, and a large number of demon beasts emerged from the low bushes, rumbling towards the silver-horned barbarian herd, with a huge momentum.