Even the great city that was thriving twenty years ago had never tried to slaughter a spirit beast on such a scale.

When the Holy Spirit people of the Western Continent first conquered the Eastern Continent, they brought a large number of alien beasts and spirit strains across the sea. Since the Western Continent people moved back in a big way four hundred years ago, until twenty years ago, the Eastern Continent Spirit Source had long been exhausted, except for a very small number of super-level spirit beasts that were more than a few hundred years old, and they were still hiding in the hidden spiritual land of the Four Wilds, there was almost no spiritual energy.

For more than a decade, the difference in the speed of aura recovery between the two countries is far from common sense. The little uncles go to the country to poach all the year round, mainly to find out the reason and find the truth.

Now, they are in the truth.

Uncle Hades carried the corpse of a small beast and walked silently in front of him with a gloomy expression.

Bai Ye's heart softened.

I don't know how much effort the people of the Ulva country have put in, but they must be fishing with all their might.

There are at least tens of thousands of large spirit beasts in the mine, and only a small part of them are slaughtered here, most of them are those species that are gentle and not aggressive.

But no matter how old and young the male and female were all hacked to death, the crazy actions of the people of Wei Guo are chilling to think about.

"Take the cubs and don't hunt". In the morning, the hunters of Wenyang also mentioned that during the autumn hunting of the Thunder Emperor, there was a ceremony to release pregnant spirit animals. But here there is no taboo at all.

Now it is certain that this year's so-called autumn hunt is definitely just a cover. The king of the seven surnames is planning a great conspiracy on the border.

The people of Ul are now hooked up with the group that returned to the Eastern Continent. is so excited, is he really so confident, and he is not afraid of the handsome uncle hearing the wind?

I was busy until late at night before I finished dealing with the last spirit beast. The whole camp finally fell silent.

Late-night snacks are roast venison and choppy bisque.

Although I was too tired to go to work on the first day, after all, they were all rough men who saw blood every day, and everyone's appetite was not bad.

This is the flesh of a spirit animal. It's worth it.

The people of Fangyi huddled in front of a campfire in the middle of nowhere, holding Shang Wen's broth and sipping it in small sips.

Ba Hong came out of nowhere, grabbed Suo Qi's soup bowl and tested the temperature: "In the abandoned kiln by the river." ”

As soon as he entered the camp, Ba Hong was gone. Although he is in the heavily guarded secret core of the Wei Kingdom, looking at the entire Eastern Continent, there are only a few people who can catch his whereabouts.

Ba Hong picked up the broth and wiped his mouth: "What?"

Uncle Hu touched his nose: "It's all here, let's do a vote." ”

There is not just one magnetic kiln between Cishan and the bank of the Zhilan River, but several rows.

Hu Zi and Ba Hong are hiding in one of the burned magnetic kilns at the moment.

The clay kiln has been smelted for many years, and the structure is strong and golden. The beard gently knocked on the kiln wall: "No problem, right?"

Ba Hong nodded, took out the Flying Tiger Grip and firmly embedded it into the wall, then took out a sharp cone more than a foot long and easily inserted it into the wall.

The kiln wall made a few small cracks, and the cone hole cracked inch by inch.

He silently used his spiritual power to repeat the insertion and pulling, until the cone hole circled a ring with a diameter of one and a half feet. With a gentle lift of the flying tiger grip embedded in the center of the circle, the perfect clay round plate is removed.

Ba Hong's cultivation of earth-based spiritual power and the family's tomb robbery kung fu complement each other. It works really well against this kind of building.

"It's got to be bigger. ”

Beard shook his head: "It's too narrow, I can't get down." ”

The abandoned kiln where the two hid was in the thirteenth row of B, and the outermost No. 1 kiln in the first row of the south was the temporary warehouse where the spars were stored.

This two-person high magnetic kiln naturally has no doors and windows, and only a one-person-high brick sealing kiln mouth. However, the kiln bricks have been removed, revealing the doorway.

Previously, they had observed that when the Venerable transporting the hedron entered the house, he had to make a few gestures at the door. The slight fluctuations in the spiritual power in the doorway appeared and disappeared from time to time, obviously a ban.

However, because the magnetic kiln warehouse is located in the core area of the camp, the Gu family's guards are very loose, far less heavily guarded than the outer perimeter of the pit area.

And judging from the ban under the Wu family, it seems that only beware of domestic thieves is considered.

After all, the people who can launch secret techniques to enter the door on the Wei Kingdom side have only been these Venerable in front of them for hundreds of years. A spiritual power ban can almost seal all the people of the Ul Kingdom.

They would never have thought that there were already several enemies of the Lan Kingdom mixed in here. And these people are far more terrifying than the ferocious spirit beasts.

It's the middle of the night. As soon as the Venerable Beast had left, the soldiers with spears sat or lay down and took a nap.

The Fangyi people who sneaked to the back of the magnetic kiln watched the purple robe leave. The orc must have gone to the camp to sweep the tail, and he would return after a meal.

It is estimated that the king of Hades and Suo Qi with their two children should have already arranged the military horses for retreat, and they are releasing at the agreed place. The beard made a gesture, and Ba Hong immediately got up and silently swam to the top of the kiln.

The guards who were close at hand were completely unaware of the infiltration and were still guarding the front door from afar.

Ba Hong took out the flying tiger scratch and the long cone, and concocted it in the same way. In a few moments, the two of them jumped smoothly into the warehouse.

The warehouse is simply decorated. Four large illuminated fluorites hang from all corners. In the dim light, more than a dozen rows of heavy wooden shelves were shining.

The crystal nuclei of various grades of spirit beasts were spread out on the fur of the hidden wolf in different categories, occupying the elevated shelves. The total number is probably not less than thousands.

They are all knowledgeable.

The Wu family brought not only crystal nuclei into the warehouse, but also a lot of rare materials.

The three-foot-long Qiong Bird's Tail Feather and the thick six-toothed elephant's leg bones were stacked on the shelves; the soles of the black-spotted and yellow-nosed ferret's feet had no time to grind into powder and were temporarily soaked in the crystal bottle in the corner; and the plasma of the other spirit beasts was sealed in the other dozen or so vats.

As for the relatively "ordinary" quality of a large number of beast bones, as well as the nitrate leather that is being dried, they are still stored in the camp and cannot be stuffed into the warehouse.

Even if he is old and has a heavy beard, he can't help but tremble a little.

These inconspicuous-looking hidden wolf furs, gentle and unpretentious, are the best at isolating spiritual power, and are the best choice for making stealth equipment. It is safer to use it to store these crystal nuclei in a centralized manner, but it is really a bit of a tyrannical thing.

These pelts alone are enough to buy a small town.

Ba Hong wasted no time in marveling. After checking that there were no other mechanisms in the warehouse, he spread out a few pairs of aprons on the ground, rolled up the crystal nuclei on the shelf with hidden wolf fur, and began to pack.

After only wrapping a burden, he stopped and rubbed his hands in silence: "It's too much." Can't take it away. Picky?"

Beard smiled dumbly.

It was rare to see Lao Ba show a hesitant expression.

In fact, just grab a handful in this warehouse, and it will be worth their harvest for a year. But in the "Golden Mountain", who can resist the temptation.

It was almost time for the orcs to turn back. The two tacitly withdrew their hands and prepared to withdraw with a large bag.

The beard suddenly stopped. After a moment's thought, he turned back to one of the wooden shelves, gathered up the small dark yellow crystal nuclei that had been picked from the shelf, and rested them on the ground, carefully pressing them down with the round clay slabs that had been cut off. After looking around, he turned around and pressed the heavy vat against it.

Ba Hong stared at his actions, his eyes gradually widened, and then he stepped up to the top of the kiln and flashed out.

The burden was too great, and the beard squeezed out of the hole in the roof of the kiln a little slower. The two of them slid down from the top of the kiln and ran out without looking back.

The noise woke up the guards on the other side of the warehouse. Someone whispered, "Who is it!"