Chapter 1142: Beast Taming Technique and Special Bloodline (2)

Wang Xian glanced around, looking at the six cave masters going to one place, feeling a little apprehensive.

Even if these hole-defense experts are seriously injured, they can still kill him in one move.

. "Go, if they dare to attack, I will help you avenge!"

Feng Luan looked at Wang Xian and smiled, and with a wave of her arm, the phoenix circling around her came directly to Wang Xian.

The flame phoenix hovered around him, and if someone attacked him, the phoenix would be able to resist immediately.

Wang Xian nodded helplessly, and the flame phoenix surrounded his body. With a movement of his body, he flew directly in one direction.

"bump!"

Wang Xian slammed his arm directly towards a sculpture, making a crashing sound, which resounded throughout the hall.

His shot made the other six Void Vulture experts look over.

"Fuck!"

However, to the astonishment of the six cave masters, Wang Xian's attack landed on the sculpture, but did not break it.

Wang Xian was also full of astonishment, and his face turned dark. He had exerted 60% of his power just now.

"Hehe, trash!"

"Hmph, how dare a piece of trash come in!"

Two mocking voices came, which made Wang Xian even more embarrassed, and his face turned black.

"Well, some sculptures are solid and difficult to destroy!"

Seeing Wang Xian's embarrassment, Feng Luan felt amused and sent him a voice transmission.

Wang Xian almost wanted to vomit blood.

The six Dongxu-level powerhouses next to them turned their heads in disdain. They saw Feng Luan smashing the sculptures, and they also tried to break them.

Moreover, they are all checking each other. Once a treasure appears, it may be time to fight.

Wang Xian raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes began to change.

The mud of this sculpture was too solid, so he simply used the pupil technique to view it.

There is no other energy in the mud, so it can penetrate and see the situation inside.

"Why is there only one drop of blood in each sculpture? What is the use of this blood?"

Wang Xian glanced at each sculpture, frowning and thinking.

All kinds of beast sculptures, flying in the sky, swimming in the water, running on land, two-legged, three-legged, four-legged, and even more than a dozen legs, are like an exhibition hall of beast sculptures.

Wang Xian saw one after another of the beast sculptures, but there was nothing inside.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Wang Xian was taken aback for a moment, and looked at a beast lying on the ground, ten meters in size like a crocodile.

In the center of this ferocious beast, there is a mass of liquid, which is half a meter in size and exudes a crystal luster.

"This is the bloodline of a ferocious beast, it should be of the ninth rank of extraordinary!"

There was a fiery light in Wang Xian's eyes, and with a movement of his arm, he directly blasted towards the sculpture.

He didn't smash all of them, but blasted out a half-meter-sized hole.

"Got!"

There was joy in Wang Xian's eyes. The bloodline of a beast of the ninth rank of the extraordinary is worth nearly ten billion middle-grade spirit stones!

However, when Wang Xian broke open the sculpture and saw the situation inside, he froze immediately, and the blood of the beast inside was gone.

It can't be said to be missing, but completely dried up, without the slightest vitality.

"Um?"

Seeing Wang Xian breaking open a sculpture, everyone around looked over.

Wang Xian ignored the gazes of everyone around him, and smashed the sculpture completely with one punch.

No more, indeed no more.

The ferocious beast's blood, which was full of vitality in his sight, had dried up without any vitality at this moment.

Seeing that there was nothing inside, the people around immediately turned their heads and attacked the sculpture in front of them again.

With a wave of their hands, they directly broke a dozen sculptures.

They didn't dare to use too much strength, and if there was a treasure inside, they would cry.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, an exclamation sounded from the side, attracting everyone again.

"Dried blood, and there's still a lot of it. Could it be the blood of a monster or a beast? After a long time, it loses its vitality?"

The star-moon kingdom stared at the large expanse of dried blood with a dark face, and said with a sullen face.

His words immediately made everyone around him look a little ugly.

Old man Bai Xun is good at taming animals, and animal tamers are related to blood. It is normal for him to have the blood of ferocious beasts, but if the blood of ferocious beasts loses energy for a long time, it will die and become ordinary blood.

"Damn it, there's nothing there!"

The black-faced strong man of the third-order hole in the Fengxiao Kingdom swung his black-faced arm vigorously, and dozens of sculptures in front of him were directly shattered.

There was nothing inside, but one of them had a large chunk of dried blood inside.

This scene, including Feng Luan's face, turned dark.

However, Wang Xian looked at this scene with a pensive look on his face.

how could this be?

He clearly saw that it was the blood of a fierce beast full of vitality, how could it turn into dry blood after opening it?

It is impossible for the light and dark fire dragon eyes to see wrongly, there must be something wrong.

Wang Xian looked at the dry liquid in front of him, then at the one next to him, and walked forward in thought.

After looking at dozens of them in a row, Wang Xian's eyes fell on a sculpture of a bird and beast with outstretched wings, and his eyes shone with luster.

In his line of sight, in the belly of this four-meter flying bird sculpture, there is a liquid, half a meter in size, exuding vigorous vitality.

Pied Bird Bloodline: Extraordinary Eighth Level

"That's right, this one can't be wrong, and the one just now was not wrong either!"

Looking at the information fed back by the system, Wang Xian carefully sized up the sculpture of a flying bird in a floral dress.

The slender neck flew upwards, the sharp mouth, and the piercing eyes seemed real.

The feathers on the body are lifelike, even the position of the buttocks, only the position of the buttocks, leaving a hole, but the hole is covered by the feathers.

Wang Xian stared at the hole, and the corner of his mouth twitched. He touched the feather next to the hole, pulled it hard, and pulled it away.

Looking at the hole, Wang Xian fell into deep thought.

"Bai Xun's old stuff shouldn't have such a strong taste, right?"

Wang Xian clenched his fist slightly, feeling an urge to hit someone.

"Damn it, go and see, if it's not what I think, I'll smash you all!"

Wang Xian's face was dark, and with a wave of his arm, he pulled out all the feathers in front of the hole.

He moved and went straight in.

"this"

And the strong man who could sense any clues around him was slightly stunned when he saw Wang Xian go straight in!

"This trash!"

"Hehe, I'm too weak to break the sculpture. It's a shame to come here. I want to slap this kind of rubbish to death!"

"Fool!"

The three strong men from the Star-Moon Kingdom smiled mockingly.

Wang Xian's situation, on the contrary, eased their irritability, after all, there was a clown performing for them!

"Haha, you are a bunch of fools, a bunch of trash!"

But Wang Xian, who entered the sculpture, couldn't help laughing wildly.

He didn't expect that Bai Xun's taste was really so strong!