Chapter 48： Mixed assists

The **** tooth loosened the blood-drinking fur beast's corpse, and checked it again, confirming that the beast had died of its breath, and then walked in the direction Zhu Minglang said to chew his own **** pig. pig.

Zhu Minglang stretched out his palm and activated his spiritual power.

Spiritual power is like a kind of magnet, which can absorb and condense the souls of those who have just died. Zhu Minglang has noticed that when his spiritual power is collecting souls, his eyes seem to be able to see the ray of blood drinking. The dead soul beside the corpse of the furry beast...

Dark red, like a shadow that is slowly fading, Zhu Minglang began to concentrate on trying to let the dark red dead soul gather here.

This process is not too difficult, mainly depends on the host itself, on the one hand, the soul is not damaged in the battle, on the other hand, the host must have a certain level of cultivation.

Becoming a demon spirit, it has a cultivation base, which is essentially different from the beasts in the mountains.

This cultivation base is not only a single body that is powerful, flexible, and swift, but also that the soul is powerful and extraordinary. The most obvious feature is the ability to use magic!

"This blood-drinking fur beast's soul is pale, I'm afraid it won't condense good soul beads." Zhu Minglang was a little disappointed.

I don’t know if it’s because of my unfamiliar technique, or whether this blood-drinking fur beast is really bad. Zhu Minglang picked up a blood bead, which is not as good as the violent catfish soul bead that teacher Duan Lan gave him. high.

"Although it's a bit inferior, it's a pity to lose it, and it's not easy to sell. The storage box is more expensive than it is, so let's give it back to Hong Hao as a payment for his information." Zhu Minglang said.

After picking the soul orbs, Zhu Minglang installed it in a very simple wooden box. This kind of wooden box actually has no substantial preservation effect. Every once in a while, the soul orb will dissipate a part of the energy. This dissipated The speed is very fast.

The **** pig was dragged by the black teeth. Even though his stomach was already very hungry, the big guy was very obedient and did not directly bite, but seriously put the **** pig in front of Zhu Minglang. A good thing looks like the first bite for the owner.

"Find some big rocks to form a stone stove, and then throw all the fallen cedar trees in." Zhu Minglang ordered.

Heifang was very diligent, and immediately followed Zhu Minglang's instructions, and without Zhu Minglang's hands, he saw its huge and powerful body swaying back and forth, and Zhu Minglang began to burn the fire and began to dispose of the outer layer of the **** pig. Thick hair.

It didn’t take long for an open-air barbecue rock platform to be piled up, saving the bloodletting step. Zhu Minglang also cleaned the entrails of the **** pig and started roasting the black pig...

There is no need for oil or seasoning. The black pork fat has its own fragrant lard, which is slowly infiltrating the meat that is beginning to glow golden as the flame burns.

"Black Tooth, can you put your head over there when you drool, I thought it was raining!" Zhu Minglang glared at it anger.

The big guy was so greedy, his eyes were about to glow, and his saliva slipped from the corner of his big mouth. After a while, his big tongue swept back and swallowed all the saliva.

The master did not say yes.

can't eat yet.

Be restrained.

Bai Qi stood leisurely on Zhu Minglang's shoulders, looking at the **** teeth with an inexplicable expression, and at the same time with a bit of pride.

No matter how crispy the skin is and the meat is juicy and fragrant, Xiao Bai can't be interested in it. There is probably a kind of fairies who are delicate and refined who drink dew.

"You can eat, we will find some demon spirits to try after eating." Zhu Minglang said.

"Oh woooo~~~" The **** teeth raised his head and let out a long roar, which made Zhu Minglang suddenly suspect that it was more or less of the blood of the big bad wolf.

One bite of a big fat leg, **** teeth eaten with oil all over the face, every time I wipe the grease on my face with my tongue, I can feel its overflowing happiness...

Taking advantage of the **** teeth not swallowing all of it, Zhu Minglang cut off a piece of pork neck, and read the book while eating.

There are many things to learn, especially to be a qualified dragon shepherd, and his own knowledge reserves must be very sufficient. In the past, Zhu Minglang was only around Xiao Bai Qi, Xiao Bai has always been self-taught and talented, no I need to wish Minglang what to worry about, but Da Hei Fang is like a grassroots birth. The hard work of the day after tomorrow is more important, so I have to plan myself.

"You~~~~~"

How did Xiao Bai look a little boring, already lying listlessly on Zhu Minglang's shoulders.

"Do you want to find some opponents too?" Zhu Minglang asked.

"咿咿!" Bai Qi immediately nodded his head.

The thought of that golden fire dragon gave Bai Qi a fighting spirit, but some power still slept in his body, as if he was bound by something. Only through battle could this shackle be broken.

Bai Qi is also looking forward to the fight.

"Well, we'll go deeper in a while," Zhu Minglang said.

……

This meal should last for many days. This kind of black pork that is about to become a demon contains huge energy. Even the size of the **** tooth needs some time to digest. If you eat again, unless it is more nutritious If it’s meat, it’s just holding on.

Continue to walk deep into the cedar forest, and gradually some old pine trees begin to replace, they are vigorous and upright, each one needs to be surrounded by two people, I feel that these trees may be refined, otherwise why do those branches look like they will tear The horrible look of biting!

Da Hei Fang doesn’t know how to condense the breath, most monsters will avoid it, not to mention those monsters that have lived for hundreds of years are not those stupid beasts, they are very alert, no matter how big the pine forest is, there are many birds and beasts, but they have to be found. Their presence is indeed a difficult thing.

With the lesson learned that it was not easy to find a wild boar before, I wish Minglang learn smart.

The demon spirits all coveted the flesh of some powerful creatures. Zhu Minglang specially asked Big Black Fang to carry the corpse of the blood-drinking fur beast. When he arrived at the place where the beast’s breath was strong, he used the blood-drinking fur beast as a bait. Bring out the powerful demon spirit!

This method is very effective. Before long, a brown mane creature appeared in the depths of the pine forest. Its demon aura was very powerful. The beast spirits around were scared away and could only stay far away. Wandering, maintaining a safe distance.

"Is this a wild dragon?" Zhu Minglang asked a little surprised.

The brown beast looks like a pig, but its mane is covered with spikes, and its head has three horns, which are somewhat close to the triceratops among the ancient dragons, and its whole body is covered with flesh armor and its legs are short. With short legs, the fleshy armor is already very domineering, and it feels that some fragile dragons and giant dragons will be smashed into pieces by it!

"It shouldn't be a real dragon, it's a wild pseudo-dragon, and it has more than five hundred years of spiritual cultivation." Zhu Minglang said with some surprise.

The five-hundred-year cultivation base does not mean that this creature has lived for five hundred years. There are many Dihuatian spirits in this world that have increased cultivation bases. If some beasts and demon spirits have this adventure, their cultivation bases may skyrocket. Hundreds of years.

Moreover, through fighting, fighting, and devouring the corpses and souls of other demon spirits, it is also possible to quickly increase the cultivation level.

It is hard to rely on hard work, and the cultivation base for hundreds of years and thousands of years is considered to be a minority in this big world.

has the blood of the ancient dragon, and at the same time has a 500-year cultivation base. The mane-spurred pseudo-dragon that was caught by Zhu Minglang may have been rampant in this pine forest for many years, the absolute overlord of this zone!

"It should have the strength of the dragon class." Zhu Minglang was a little excited, and finally had a prey like a head!

The jungle is complicated, and any creature that is weak and small has its own way of survival. Even the beasts in the deep mountains and old forests do not walk all over the ground. Smart hunters find out the habits of their prey and carry out fishing law enforcement!

"Oh!!!" The Tyrannosaurus kokusai was also excited at this time.

The blood-drinking fur beast was too weak.

Finally, there is a decent opponent, the Black Tyrannosaurus can do its best!

"Boom boom boom!!!"

After a heroic sprint, the black tyrannosaurus is already in combat...

However, an elegant white figure is faster than it I saw that the surrounding ancient pine trees were inexplicably condensed with a layer of frost, and all the needles turned into snow-white needles.

wings stretched, layered on top of each other, gorgeous and colorful, Bingchen Bailong took the shot in front of the black tyrannosaurus!

It first swayed countless frozen frost, freezing all the forest.

Then there was a hurricane with silver blades. The hurricane twisted the centuries-old pine into wood chips, and even scraped off a large layer of the soil.

The mane pig pseudo-dragon was fearless. After seeing the silver feather hurricane hovering tens of meters above the tree canopy, he realized that he was definitely not facing a local monster.

It evaded in a panic, but found that its short fat limbs did not know when it stuck with the frost on the ground. When it finally broke free from the ice on the ground, the Silver Feather Hurricane was already in front of it...

The pseudo-dragon, as heavy as a stone house, was still thrown into the wind, and saw those sharp silver feather ice slashing it sharply, and the seemingly powerful flesh armor was cut open! !

The blood was scattered in the Silver Feather Hurricane, and the entire hurricane turned blood red.

"boom!!!!!"

I don’t know how long it took for the mane-stabbed pseudo-dragon to finally fall from a height. When it fell to the ground, it had no signs of life.

Black tyrannosaurus ran all the way, and finally caught up with the maned pig pseudo-dragon, intending to have a hearty fight with it, but saw that the maned pig pseudo-dragon had died of breath, and the crocodile face was immediately confused.

turned his head, took a deep look at the Bingchen White Dragon, which was floating in the air, his body has grown a lot, Big Black Fang reluctantly set his eyes on Zhu Minglang.

Even if it's dying.

Heibao can also be mixed with assists~