Chapter 48 Mixed Assists

The big black tooth loosened the body of the blood-drinking hairy beast, and deliberately checked it again to confirm that the monster was dead, and then walked in the direction Zhu Minglang said to eat his own big black pig. pig.

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

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

Dark red, like a shadow that is slowly fading, Zhu Minglang began to concentrate and try to condense the dark red soul to himself.

This process is not too difficult. It mainly depends on the host itself. On the one hand, the soul is not damaged during the battle, and on the other hand, the host must have a certain cultivation base.

To become a demon spirit is to have a cultivation base, which is essentially different from the wild beasts in the mountains.

This cultivation base is not only powerful, flexible, and fast in the body, but also because the soul is powerful and extraordinary. The most obvious feature is that he knows how to use magic!

"This blood-drinking beast has a weak soul, I'm afraid it won't be able to condense a good soul bead." Zhu Minglang was a little disappointed.

I don't know if it's because of my unfamiliar methods, or if this blood-drinking hairy beast is really bad. Zhu Minglang picked up a blood bead, and this blood bead is not of the same quality as the catfish soul bead that Teacher Duan Lan gave him back then. high.

"Although it's a bit inferior, it's a pity to lose it. It's not easy to sell. The preservation box is more expensive than it is. Go back and give it to Hong Hao to pay for his information." Zhu Minglang said.

After picking the soul beads, Zhu Minglang packed them in a very simple wooden box. This kind of wooden box has no substantial preservation effect. Every once in a while, the soul beads will dissipate a part of the energy. The speed is very fast.

The big black pig was dragged over by Hei Fang. Although he was very hungry, the big guy was very obedient and did not bite directly, but seriously placed the big black pig in front of Zhu Minglang. A good thing to give the owner the first bite.

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

Heifang was very diligent, and immediately did as Zhu Minglang said, and he didn't need Zhu Minglang to do anything. He saw its huge and powerful body shaking back and forth around it. Zhu Minglang started to light the fire and began to dispose of the outer layer of the big black pig. thick hair.

Not long after, an open-air barbecue rock platform was built, saving the step of bloodletting. Zhu Minglang also cleaned the internal organs of the big black pig, and then began to roast the black pig...

No oil or seasoning is needed. The black pig fat comes with fragrant lard, which is slowly infiltrating the meat that is beginning to glow golden as the flames burn.

"Black tooth, can you put your head over there when you are drooling, I thought it was raining!" Zhu Minglang gave it an angry look.

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

The owner didn't say anything.

Can't eat yet.

To refrain from counting.

Bai Qi stood leisurely on Zhu Minglang's shoulder, looking at Big Black Fang with a puzzled expression, and at the same time with a bit of pride.

No matter how crispy the skin is, or how juicy and fragrant the meat is, Xiaobai can't even be interested. There is probably a kind of fairies who drink dew water.

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

"Oh woo~~~" Big Black Fang raised his head and let out a long whistle, which made Zhu Minglang suspect that it was more or less of a big bad wolf bloodline.

One mouthful of big fat legs, big black teeth eating oil all over the face, every time I use my tongue to wipe the oil on my face,

I can feel the happiness overflowing from it...

Taking advantage of the big black teeth not swallowing all of them, Zhu Minglang cut a piece of pork neck meat and flipped through the books while eating.

There are many things to learn, especially to be a qualified dragon pastor, one must have a very sufficient knowledge reserve. In the past, Zhu Minglang had only Xiao Bai Qi by his side, Xiao Bai Qi has always been self-taught and talented. Zhu Minglang needs to worry about something, but the big black tooth is equal to the grass-roots birth, the hard work of the day after tomorrow is more important, and you need to do more planning.

"Yu~~~~~~"

Xiaobai looked a little boring, and was already listless on Zhu Minglang's shoulder.

"You also want to find some opponents?" Zhu Minglang asked.

"Hey!" Bai Qi nodded his head immediately.

When he thought of that gilded fire dragon, Bai Qi had the will to fight, but some power was still sleeping in his body, as if he was bound by something. Only through battle can this shackle be broken.

Bai Qi is also looking forward to fighting.

"Okay, let's go deeper in a while." Zhu Minglang said.

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This meal should last for many days. This kind of black pork that is about to become a monster contains a lot of energy. Even a body like the big black tooth needs some time to digest, unless it is more nutritious. The meat is gone, otherwise it will be stubborn to eat.

Continue to go deep into the cedar forest, and gradually some old pine trees begin to replace them. They are vigorous and tall, and each one needs to be surrounded by two people. I feel that these trees may be mature, otherwise why do those branches look like they will be torn apart The horrible bite!

Big Black Fang doesn't know how to restrain his breath, and most monsters will avoid them. Besides, those monsters who have lived for hundreds of years are not those stupid beasts. They are very alert. Their traces are indeed a difficult thing to do.

With the lessons learned that it was not easy to find wild boars before, Zhu Minglang learned to be smart.

The demon spirits covet the flesh of some powerful creatures. Zhu Minglang deliberately let Da Heifang carry the corpse of the blood-drinking beast. When he arrived at the place where the monster's breath was strong, he used the blood-drinking beast as bait, and used the blood-drinking beast as a bait. Powerful demon spirits are brought out!

This method is very effective. It didn't take long for a brown thorn creature to appear in the depths of the pine forest. Its demonic energy was very powerful, and all the beast spirits around who wanted to get a piece of the pie were scared away and could only stay far away. Wandering around, keeping a safe distance.

"Is this a wild dragon??" Zhu Minglang asked in surprise.

The brown beast looks like a pig, but its bristles are covered with thorns, and its head has three horns. It is somewhat similar to the Triceratops among the ancient dragons, and its body is covered with meat armor and its legs are short. The legs are short, and the fleshy body is already very domineering. I feel that some fragile blue dragons and giant dragons will be smashed to 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 beast spirit cultivation." Zhu Minglang said a little surprised.

Five hundred years of cultivation does not mean that this creature has lived for five hundred years. In this world, there are many Dihua Heavenly Spirits who have increased their cultivation. If some beasts and demon spirits have this adventure, their cultivation may skyrocket. Hundreds of years.

Moreover, by fighting, killing, and devouring the corpses and souls of other demon spirits, one can quickly increase their cultivation.

Those who survived for hundreds of years and thousands of years of cultivation are considered a minority in this big world.

With the blood of an ancient dragon and a cultivation base of five hundred years, this bristle-prickly pig pseudo-dragon caught by Zhu Minglang is afraid that it has been rampant in this pine forest for an unknown number of years, and it is the absolute overlord in this area!

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

The jungle is complex, and any creature no matter how weak has its own way of survival. Even the monsters in the deep mountains and forests do not walk all over the place. Smart hunters find out the habits of their prey and conduct fishing law enforcement!

"Oh!!!" Black Cang-Rex Tyrannosaurus also became excited at this time.

The blood-drinking hairy beast before was too weak.

Finally, there is a decent opponent, the Black Cang Tyrannosaurus can use its full strength!

"Bang bang bang!!"

After a heroic sprint, the Black Cangsaurus was already in a fighting state...

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

The wings are stretched, layer upon layer, gorgeous and colorful, Bingchen Bailong grabbed the shot in front of the Black Cang Tyrannosaurus!

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

Immediately afterwards, a hurricane with silver feather blades blew up. The hurricane twisted the centuries-old pines into sawdust, and even scraped a large layer of the soil surface.

The bristle-thorned pig pseudo-dragon was fearless at first, and when he saw the silver feather hurricane hovering dozens of meters above the tree canopy, he realized that he was definitely not facing a local little demon.

It evaded in a hurry, but found that its short fat limbs were stuck with the frost on the ground at some point, and when it finally broke free from the ice on the ground, the silver feather hurricane was already in front of it...

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

The blood was scattered in the silver feather hurricane, and the entire hurricane turned blood red.

"boom!!!!!"

It took a long time for the bristle-thorned pig pseudo-dragon to finally fall from the sky, and when it fell to the ground, it had no signs of life.

The black tyrannosaurus ran all the way, and finally caught up with the bristle-thorned pig pseudo-dragon, intending to have a hearty fight with it, but saw that the bristle-thorned pig pseudo-dragon had died, and suddenly the crocodile face was confused.

Turning his head, he took a deep look at the Bingchen White Dragon floating in mid-air, his body became much larger, and the big black tooth reluctantly set his eyes on Zhu Minglang.

Even if you are dying.

Heibao can also make an assist~