The flames around the Tiger King suddenly extinguished, and then blood kept flowing from its mouth and nose. Suddenly, several throwing knives sprang out of its body, flying wildly from its body, and more and more, more and more dense. From the inside, grind it little by little into a blood foam.

It's not over yet, the knives are still increasing, flying around the center. Monsoon felt bad, and it seemed that he had underestimated the power of the explosive throwing knife. This flying knife can at least hunt fourth-order demonic beasts, and it is too overkill to kill third-order early-stage demonic beasts.

The flying knives became more and more, and before they could explode, the Flame Tiger King was gone. The number of throwing knives increased dramatically, and it seemed that it was about to reach its limit, and the monsoon quickly threw itself backwards.

With a "boom", the center surrounded by countless flying knives exploded, and then all the flying knives were blown around, and the killing range can be said to be all-round, without dead ends. The monsoon flickered around, but his cheeks were still brushed by, and an extremely small trace of blush flowed out. Others are far away and have not been affected.

The reason why it is called the Exploding Knife is actually to use the last explosion to blast out the thousands of throwing knives generated in advance, achieving the amazing effect of disintegrating the enemy from the inside in an instant. It's just that the Flame Tiger King didn't wait for it to explode, and he was rolled into powder by these hundreds of knife streams in advance.

"In this way, the exploding knife is really a good thing. One hundred gold, great value for money. ”

A cloud of red mist floated into the air. This is a sign that the Tiger King has been killed, and it will fly into the Jishi Monument. Just like back then, after Xuan Xuanzi died, the white mist that flew out of his body.

Monsoon finally understood why Duan Qiushui and the others were so satisfied when they saw the mist leave. It was a joy and a sense of accomplishment when you killed your prey.

Watching the blood-colored dust fall from the sky, Monsoon felt horrified. This kind of death, compared with the death of a strange insect in the desert boat in the past, I don't know what is more terrifying.

In front of the Tiger King, where the Tiger King was mutilated, there was a red bead that radiated a dazzling light. Monsoon picked it up, and the sudden sound behind him scared him so much that he almost didn't hold it steady.

"Oh my God!

(We live in a world as small as a speck of dust as large as an entire planet.) Even all matter in this universe is composed of countless elements. The high-density polymerization of the same element forms a metanucleus. In the Yuan Core, an extremely powerful elemental power can be extracted, and even some elements can be directly absorbed by people, so as to obtain powerful energy. ）

The Tiger King has been removed, and Ji Feng, Uncle Lei and others have returned to the Four Realms. They were about to go to the Tsutenkan when they were intercepted by a shopkeeper.

"Stay here!"

"What's wrong? I don't think you're short of money. As Ji Feng spoke, he unintentionally played with the fire element core in his hand.

This is a talisman shop that mainly deals in talismans or forging talismans for people. The shopkeeper looked at the three-grade fire element core in Ji Feng's hand, his eyes lit up, and he was extremely excited.

"This is a third-grade fire element core! There is a high chance that it can refine a high-grade fire god rune!"

"Oh?" Monsoon didn't intend to ignore him, but when he said this, he became a little interested again.

"What are the odds?"

"Guest officer, if this third-grade fire element core is refining a high-grade fire god rune, there is a forty percent chance!"

"Forty percent? It's too low! What about intermediate and low?"

"Intermediate, 99 percent successful. Low-level, 100% successful. But it's undoubtedly a big deal!"

"It's okay, just practice at a low level, I've always had bad luck. ”

"Don't, guest officer. As handsome as you are, in many stories, you are the protagonist. Generally, the protagonist wants to refine something, even if the success rate is low, they can be 100% successful. ”

Monsoon hesitated for a while, he knew his luck, and he didn't dare to bet on the forty percent chance at the moment. If you practice intermediate, with a 99% success rate, you should be fine, right?

"Then try it! ”

The shopkeeper was speechless, he didn't expect this person to be so stingy. The refining costs of high-level and intermediate-level are just the difference in hardware. When it comes to this, I refuse to practice high-level spells, and it is difficult to do business these days.

Monsoon actually understands. If this Fire Yuan Core successfully refines a high-grade spirit rune, it only needs to pay a refining fee of fifteen gold, and there is a chance to get a high-grade Fire God rune worth one hundred gold. If it fails, not only will he have to pay the refining fee, but he will also lose a third-grade fire yuan core worth fifty gold in vain.

The cost of refining the intermediate grade is ten gold, and the three-grade yuan core itself is worth fifty gold. The price of the intermediate Vulcan rune is eighty, how much gold is so sure......

"Oops..."

Just as Ji Feng was making calculations in his heart, there was a sudden explosion in the rear, and the face of the man who practiced the talisman was completely blackened, revealing only his white teeth. And fluffy exploding heads. Obviously, the practice of the talisman failed.

"I... I...."

Ji Feng was so angry that he couldn't speak, but his eyes widened and he kicked the table hard. He didn't expect that with a 99 percent chance of failure, he would be so unlucky? He was not convinced, and took out another 500 gold to buy ten third-grade yuan cores.

"Boom.. Boom.. Bouncing..."

The rune shop is closed......

The eleven men who practiced talismans were all seriously injured, and the shopkeeper knelt on the ground, begging Monsoon to leave. He had never seen someone with such bad luck, with a 99% success rate, and he actually failed eleven times in a row.

"Uncle, you are good, don't come to my house to practice talismans. Today, I won't charge you for more than 100 practice talismans. The shopkeeper hugged Monsoon's thigh, and it was a burst of crying.

The monsoon was angry, and he looked up to the sky and roared:

"Why? Am I not the main character? Why is my luck so bad? Why is it that 99 percent of the time it comes to me is zero. ”

Lan Xin almost laughed, and Zelai sighed. Uncle Lei turned around and wiped a cold sweat.

Seeing that the monsoon was already mad, he took out another five hundred gold, intending to buy another ten yuan cores, but the shopkeeper was so frightened that his face turned pale and completely lost his blood. He hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, and said with tears in his eyes:

"Uncle, don't try. A 99 percent chance of you being with you is too low. ”

Seeing that Ji Feng still insisted, the shopkeeper hurriedly took out the money:

"Uncle, I'll give you money, you can go to the spirit rune shop opposite. Their talisman buddies are much better than mine. ”

And then... And then...

The rune shop on the other side is also closed.

Along the way, Monsoon closed thirty-seven rune shops. Finally, I came to the last of the four realms.

With all his remaining savings, he bought the last twenty. Not for anything else, just for the last bit of luck in my heart. He felt that he was the protagonist, and his luck should not be too bad.

"Five high-grade water dragon runes, seven high-grade fire runes, and eight high-level retreat runes. All twenty high-grade spirit runes have been successfully refined!"

Listening to the shopkeeper's excited shout, Monsoon was already in tears, and he finally transferred! With cheerful steps and elation, he jumped to the counter.

"Guest officer, you haven't started practicing yet. ”

A fat man suddenly ran behind him and took away the twenty high-level spirit runes. The posture of walking is exactly the same as the posture of the monsoon just coming, they are all jumping and jumping, and they are elated.

The monsoon was stunned, like petrified, and the pestle was there.

It is said that the fat man refined twenty high-grade spirit runes, and all of them used the lowest-grade first-grade yuan core. The success rate is only one percent, and it is incredible that all 20 of them have succeeded. That's a 1 in 120 chance! But he's still too tender compared to the monsoon.

Monsoon is the terminator of probability, he can turn all but 100% probability into zero.

Really. After a while, the store also closed...