Chapter 1

The nameless desert island.

It's more than 200 nautical miles from the nearest Dongluo island.

About one foot below the beach, Hong Ming is hiding in the sand and stones, with a faint yellow light on his body. Under the yellow light, Hong Ming's body was completely hidden, and no breath came out.

"You can't do without breathing during the Qi training period. The turtle's breathing skill can only last for one hour under the ground. After two hours of incense, if you don't come up again, today's hunting will fail again!"

Hong Ming was a little flustered.

After 15 years of cultivating immortals, Hong Ming knew that his talent was average. The highest point of spiritual root potential was less than 50, and the three points of earth, water and fire were all higher than 30.

This time he went out alone to hunt monsters, Hong Ming made up his mind to spend all the nearly 100 pieces of spirit stones he had accumulated over the years.

If this hunt fails again, there will be no hope in the future.

Thinking like this, Hong Ming's yellow light trembles slightly. Fortunately, Hong Ming's mind is firm, and soon his breath converges. Huang Guang continues to stabilize in the house.

I'm sorry!

There was movement on the beach.

Among the aquatic plants, a body more than Zhang long soon appeared. The monster had a rough head, eyes like bronze bells, and the iron armor on its back had a black luster.

Hong Ming felt this scene underground, which was a joy.

Alligators.

The first and middle level monsters are equivalent to the existence of Qi training in the middle stage. It's very famous in the nearby waters.

This kind of monster is rare and extremely difficult to deal with. It has huge teeth and strong biting force. Once it is bitten by this monster, even the friars in the later period of Qi training can hardly survive.

What's more terrifying is that the scale armor defense on the back of this monster is very high, and it's not likely that several of them can win in a short time.

In addition, this kind of monster can't escape into the sea when the situation is bad, so few friars hunt this kind of monster.

Hong Ming has three levels of Qi training. At the beginning of Qi training, the target of hunting was this monster.

I'm sorry!

The crocodile came to the beach and looked around. He didn't find anything unusual. He put down the sea animal in his mouth and began to tear it up.

Swallowing blood food is the instinct of monsters.

The crocodile is huge, and it's terrible to eat. In just 40 breath, a big fish more than three feet long was swallowed by the armored alligator.

After eating, the crocodile roared, then crawled to the beach, and found a place to lie down.

"Sure enough, the crocodile has the habit of basking in the sun after eating."

Hong Ming watched the scene from the bottom of the earth, and his heart was filled with ecstasy.

Armored alligators are rarely hunted. Even if they are killed, they are directly besieged and killed by many people. As for the habits of armored alligators, few people know.

This discovery was made more than half a year ago.

At that time, Hong Ming followed several other friars in the middle of Qi training to hunt monsters. Unfortunately, when he met a group of monsters, the three friars in the middle of Qi training ran away directly.

Hong Ming and other four monks who practiced Qi in the second and third levels were left behind.

Fortunately, although Hong Ming's Gui Xi Gong has no defensive or evasive magic, he is good at hiding breath.

At that time, Hong Ming ran to the nearby armored crocodile and hid his breath.

Later, the group of monsters dispersed, and Hong Ming also escaped.

But the three friars who were left in the early Qi training period were not so lucky. They were both buried in the belly of the monster, and the one who survived also lost one leg, so he could no longer go hunting.

It was this time that Hong Ming decided to hunt monsters himself.

After the crocodile lay down, it soon heard the sound of snoring.

Hong Ming was waiting underground, not in a hurry.

Time is running out.

Finally, when Hong Ming couldn't hold on to the ground, he finally sacrificed a yellow flying sword from the storage bag.

Whew!

Under the control of Hong Ming, the flying sword darted out from the ground very accurately, and then killed the crocodile in the abdomen.

Poof!

At that moment, Hong Ming felt the flying sword tearing something apart, and the armored crocodile roared and jumped up from the beach.

However, Hong Ming did not give up, but controlled the flying sword and continued to slide down the belly of the armored alligator.

Whoa!

Hong Ming had been prepared. Although the Yellow flying sword was only a inferior weapon, there was only one weakness of the armored alligator, which was its abdomen.

The position of the abdomen is very fragile. Under the attack of the flying sword, there is no resistance at all, so it is cut off.

The blue blood was all over the beach.

The crocodile got hurt and rolled. Then he tugged at the sword and pulled it out.

Pop!

Waving his tail, he hit the flying sword at once, and the armored alligator rushed up and patted the flying sword hard.

In the blink of an eye, the light on the flying sword was dim, and the body of the sword was wrinkled.Poof!

Under the ground, Hong Ming vomited blood.

The flying sword is a magic weapon that has been refined by Hong Ming for several years. After it was destroyed, the divine consciousness was naturally affected and slightly injured.

"I see how long you can be arrogant."

Hong Ming escaped from the bottom of the ground. With a wave of his hand, he took out a small blue net from the storage bag. With a throw of his back hand, the small blue net suddenly expanded and caught the crocodile.

The crocodile felt the crisis and struggled.

At ordinary times, the armored crocodile can tear off the inferior weapon at once, but now it is seriously injured in the abdomen and loses seven or eight points of strength. In addition, the toxin invades the wound. The armored crocodile feels that its strength is getting smaller and smaller, and finally loses its intuition.

Boom!

The alligator fell to the ground.

Hong Ming also stopped panting.

Even if the attack pierced the abdomen, even if the flying sword was smeared with poison in advance, the armored alligator was still so difficult to deal with, and almost escaped from the water net.

However, after two pauses, Hong Ming was ecstatic.

"It's a first-class intermediate beast, the armored crocodile. It's full of treasure."

Hong Ming, with a smile, takes out his dagger and begins to dissect it.

As a very rare monster, the armored crocodile is a treasure. The armored crocodile on its back is extremely strong. If it is refined, it can point out several defense weapons. Its defense power is amazing.

The huge teeth on the mouth and the bones on the tail can be refined into magic weapons.

Skilled autopsy for a while, Hong Ming did not let go a little baby.

Only when he left his internal organs, Hong Ming hesitated for a moment:

"the anti toxicity of demons and beasts is very strong, and the meat on the armored alligator is also a great tonic, so we can't let it go."

Hong Ming takes out his dagger and cuts off the meat from the crocodile.

But after the abdominal incision, a lot of things fell out of the abdomen, including animal bones and stones.

"What is this?"

Hong Ming looks depressed. There are a lot of messy things in his stomach, including many unknown stones.

"Wait a minute, where does this stone seem to have been seen?"

Hung Ming as like as two peas. He thought of it, though the color of the stone was much darkening, but it was exactly the same as that of the armor of the crocodile.

"The armor on the crocodile's back is because it swallows the ore containing the spirit iron, and then it gradually becomes strong!"

Hong Ming understood in an instant.

But it's useless. Hong Ming is going to pick up all the stones in his abdomen and throw them out.

When he was dealing with it, Hong Ming stopped because the stone in his hand was very special and looked like a small gourd. And if you feel it carefully, it's very mellow.

At a glance, I really like it.

Maybe it's Hong Ming's success in hunting this time. He's very happy.

Hong Ming is ready to put away the little gourd, but no matter how clever Hong Ming is, he can't put the treasure into the storage bag.

"What's going on?"

Hong Ming is a little confused.

No matter whether the item has aura or not, as long as it is dead, it can be easily put into the storage bag.

Unless the treasure is refined by other monks, or some strange treasure.

Just at this time, a strong wind blew over the distant sea.

Seeing this scene, Hong Ming had no time to think about it. His face changed. He tied the little gourd with a rope around his neck, and then took a blue boat out of the storage bag and threw it into the air.

The boat is windward and long. Hong Ming jumps in, controls the boat and quickly disappears on the desert island.