Without the change of day and night, time seemed to pass three points faster, and unconsciously, the last horned sheep also fell in front of Wu Liang. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

With the help of nearly fifty horned sheep, Wu Liang's cultivation finally broke through to the tenth layer of qi refining.

The higher the cultivation, the greater the gap between each layer, and the more difficult it is to go further. In this regard, although Wu Liang had been prepared for a long time, it was still a little unexpected to reach the tenth level of qi refining after refining fifty horned sheep. However, he is already satisfied with this.

Wu Liang calculated, he would probably stay here for two months. In the past two months, his cultivation has risen all the way, from the seventh layer of qi refining to the tenth layer of qi refining. The speed was so fast that he even smacked his tongue.

Even, after doubting the authenticity of this piece of heaven and earth, Wu Liang once doubted whether his cultivation was true or false, and doubted whether all this was a dream.

"Whatever, even if it's a dream, the master has to try the pleasure of the next level in the dream. Wow quack quack~" Wu Liang crossed his hands on his hips, his face full of pride.

Soon, though, he couldn't laugh anymore—in the hazy mist, a dark figure twice the size of the horned sheep slowly paced. When I got closer, I saw that the animal was like a red deer. Its antlers are very forked, and it is even more hideous in its majesty, and under its shiny fur, the muscle lines cannot be concealed, making people have no doubt that its limbs can burst out of strength.

Wu Liang's face was bitter, he swallowed his saliva, and said astringently: "Buck!"

The stag's hooves landed on the ground with a soft clattering sound. Although it came unhurriedly, Lumu stared at Wu Liang, and a strong sense of oppression suddenly reached its body.

Wu Liang had no doubt that as long as he showed the intention of turning around and running away, the stag would definitely rush up immediately and let himself taste the feeling of being trampled.

Of course, he wouldn't wait stupidly for the bucks to come across. But seeing that he couldn't stop pinching his hands, the soil around him was extremely cooperative, and the defensive layer formed by the ground thorns was condensed layer by layer, and forty or fifty ground thorns had emerged between his breaths.

At this time, the distance between the bucks and Wu Liang had been shortened by half. It stopped, its nostrils dilating and contracting, and a trace of mist was inhaled into its abdomen and out of its nostrils.

Wu Liang's back was sweating, and his heart was nervous. Two months ago, he ran away from the stag when he met him, and this time he decided to fight it and break the shadow left by the stag in his heart.

"It's coming!" Wu Liang's pupils shrank, and the body of the stag a few feet away suddenly tensed, and the power contained in the muscle lines exploded.

Like a gust of wind, like a sharp arrow, the stag as tall as a man suddenly struck, and the hideous and huge antlers pushed it flat.

"Ka, ka, ka~"

Like chopping melons and vegetables, the ground thorns that are as hard as iron break under the impact of the antlers. Half of the dense forest formed by fifty thorns was destroyed in the blink of an eye. For a time, the buck was covered in dust.

As if someone had choked his neck all of a sudden, Wu Liang's eyes exploded. He hurriedly dodged with caution, and then didn't think about it, the yellow light on his body flashed, and he directly used the Escape Technique to hide underground.

Wu Liang's disappearance stunned the angry stag, and then an even greater anger suddenly burst out. It roared and stomped on all fours, until it had trampled all the spikes to pieces.

"This brute...... This brute, it's against the sky, it's against the sky!"

Wu Liang hid underground, and couldn't help comforting his frightened little heart, looking frightened. Although he was not injured, there was a pain in his body, but he remembered the last time he ran away.

That time it was like that, no, that time was even more unbearable. At that time, he could only cast a few ground thorns, and those small ground thorns were directly ignored by the buck - he was lifted into the sky by the buck before he could react.

By the time he found the right opportunity to escape with his half-baked escape technique, the bones in his body were about to be broken. That feeling hurts even more than in the immortal ascension ceremony.

Now that I think about it, there is basically no difference between my two fights. No matter how many thorns there are, won't they still be broken? No matter how high the cultivation is, won't they still run away for their lives?

Thinking about it, Wu Liang became teary-eyed: "It's unfair, it's too unfair, that deer is at least the strength of the eleventh layer of qi refining, and it still has the antlers, how can this be beaten?"

The strength of the monk, the most basic is to look at the cultivation, under normal circumstances, the low cultivation can never beat the cultivation of the high; and then it is necessary to look at the weapon, spells, there is a magic weapon against the sky, even if the cultivation is a few levels worse, the low cultivation also has the possibility of killing strong enemies, and the same is true for spells.

The current situation is that Wu Liang is facing a stag with the strength of the eleventh layer of the Qi refining stage with the cultivation of the tenth layer of Qi refining. Well, first of all, in terms of basic strength, he is no longer good.

Let's take a look at the magic weapon again, the deer still has at least a pair of antlers, and Wu Liang, uh, his magic weapon has long been put away by Granny Yu...... Hehe, if he hadn't been able to use a few spells, he would have been killed by a horned sheep more than a month ago.

"Girl, I knew that I would come to this kind of ghost place, so I would practice a few more spells. ”

Wu Liang wept silently, thinking in his heart: "The antlers of that animal are thicker than the giant ground thorn technique, and my ground thorn technique is useless in front of it."

The gravity technique is not bad, but the strength of the buck is strong, even if I cast ten times the gravity technique, at most I can only stop it, and it is really impossible to break the enemy in one fell swoop.

As for the retreat technique, hehe, this kind of spell that can only allow people to hide underground, can be used to save their lives...... Huh, wait!"

Wu Liang's eyes flashed, and an idea came to his heart: "Perhaps, I can try it like this." ”

......

"Bang, click~"

In the haze of white fog, the sound of heavy objects colliding and breaking sounded rapidly, stimulating the eardrums of the parties like drumming. But it was Wu Liang's ground stabbing technique that was bulldozed by the bucks in turn.

Wu Liang didn't panic, but seeing his solemn expression, he waved his big hand, and a large cloud of yellow light instantly shrouded the feet of the stag. The stag's hooves were sluggish, and even the head of the deer seemed to be overwhelmed by the weight of the antlers and hung low. It was Wu Liang who used the most proficient tenfold gravity technique.

Hindered by a tenfold gravity spell, the buck's speed was still greatly reduced, even though it was strong. The muscles of the limbs were tense, and the deer bones of the body were rattling, struggling to support the whole body.

Seeing this, Wu Liang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but he couldn't slack off yet.

Immediately afterwards, he saw a flash of yellow light on Wu Liang's body, and a slightly dim yellow light separated from him and flew towards the four hooves of the buck.

As soon as the dim yellow light touches the stag, it splits into four and wraps around the stag's four hooves.

A surprising scene appeared. After being wrapped in yellow light, the stag's four hooves seemed to have become a mud pool, and mud spots splashed between the four hooves. And when they left, they saw that the ground there was clearly clean, and there was no muddy water.

Yes, what Wu Liang used this time was the same escape technique he used to escape for his life. Earlier, he had a flash of inspiration and came up with a way to restrain the buck with the Retreat Technique.

The art of retreat is extremely magical, it can make the land like a quagmire, and after the monk escapes into the ground, it forms a space three feet underground, which is an extremely practical life-saving spell.

It was this life-saving method that has now become the foundation of the Bucks' death.

Under the influence of the Retreat Technique, the ground under the stag's feet became extremely muddy, and coupled with the effect of gravity, I saw that its body could not help but sink as it moved.

It was as if he was in a swamp, with only one breath, all four calves had sunk into the ground, and two more breaths, half of his body had sunk into the ground.

At this time, Wu Liang took the opportunity to collect the trick, and the yellow mangs under the stag disappeared immediately. At this time, most of its body was buried in the soil, and it couldn't move, so it didn't have the slightest power to fight back.

Wu Liang was out of breath and couldn't help laughing: "Wow quack! The master has finally cured you!"

Now he was sweating profusely, as if he had just been fished out of the water. In the battle just now, he tried his best to maintain the gravity technique and the retreat technique, which was the only way to subdue the struggling buck. Now as soon as I unloaded my strength, I suddenly felt a burst of collapse.

No more nonsense, Wu Liang pounced on the stag like a wolf and a tiger, and killed him with great power.

The deer corpse trembled slightly, turning into a green light the size of a human head, shining in front of Wu Liang.

Looking at the receipt of his wits and courage, Wu Liang was so happy that he almost cried: "The first deer, the first one! We are finally stronger than a deer!"