Chapter 347 Fishing
The energy in the body was about to be exhausted, and Baihu's heart tightened.
Baihu, who deeply understood the importance of energy in the body, was about to dodge Su Ming's attack when she saw Su Ming smile coldly at her and then punched her from a distance.
As Su Ming punched, Baihu couldn't help but feel that the whole sky seemed to have become dim.
A huge golden fist filled Baihu's vision, and the space seemed to have turned into amber at this moment.
Baihu, who was in the muddy swamp, watched the pale golden fist print coming over, and his pupils couldn't help but dilate.
Despair, fear, anger, and all kinds of negative emotions surged in Baihu's heart.
If Baihu was given another chance, he would never choose to take the initiative to confront Su Ming.
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But there are not so many ifs in this world. In Baihu's desperate eyes, the light golden fist hit him, and the strong and violent power was transmitted from the fist.
Although he had known that this light golden power was very powerful, before he experienced it personally, Baihu was quite afraid in his heart, but he did not really pay attention to it.
But now when this power acted on his body, Baihu could not help but despair.
This power was far more violent than the power in his body, and it was also more than any mutant creature he had seen, of course, excluding that adult.
Baihu's mind was turning rapidly at this moment. When he thought of that adult, a glimmer of hope suddenly rose in his originally desperate eyes.
Although he could not beat Su Ming, in Baihu's perception, the energy fluctuations on Su Ming did not reach the level of level 7.
Now as long as that adult is willing to take action, he, Baihu, will definitely survive.
Just like a drowning man grabbing the last straw, the White Tiger, whose energy was almost exhausted, suddenly extracted a part of it from itself again.
However, the energy just squeezed out by the White Tiger was quickly annihilated by the light golden energy as soon as it appeared on the surface of the body.
In the terrified eyes of the White Tiger, the adult he imagined did not make a move.
Although he had long known that the golden energy was very overbearing, when Su Ming saw with his own eyes that a peak level 6 mutant creature was seriously injured just by his punch, he could not help but be shocked.
However, after this emotion passed, Su Ming had a strong desire for this golden energy again.
As long as he could completely master this energy, Su Ming did not believe that anyone could compare with him at the same level of level 6.
Just as Sun Ming was constantly bombarding the White Tiger, a long tentacle suddenly stretched out from the ground and stabbed towards Su Ming's body.
The thick tentacles were all thick black, and there were suction cups on the surface of the tentacles.
These densely packed suction cups, as they kept opening and closing, revealed the sharp fangs inside.
The viscous liquid tightly wrapped around the surface of the tentacles like oil.
The tentacles, which were covered with various patterns on the surface, were so fast that they almost broke the speed of sound.
Layers of air began to explode under the magic power of the tentacles.
Seeing the powerful tentacles, Su Ming, who was about to kill the white tiger, had a thought in his heart. The fist that was originally hitting the white tiger suddenly hit the tentacles under Su Ming's control.
The thick tentacles and the light golden fist collided with each other. After a short silence, a ray of light that cut through the sky began to appear from the place where the two clashed.
Layers of air waves began to explode continuously, and even Su Ming, with his physical strength, felt his body shaking.
Although the body shook violently, it had no effect on Su Ming himself.
The thick tentacle, under the impact of this force, had a faint crack.
However, because of the black petroleum liquid wrapped around it, although it was slightly damaged, the attack caused by Su Ming was quickly healed.
"It seems that you beasts are not without feelings."
Looking at the white tiger hanging in the sky like a portrait, Su Ming murmured.
Just as Su Ming could not understand the white tiger's words, the white tiger also could not understand Su Ming's words, but from Su Ming's contemptuous tone, the white tiger's heart once again rose with infinite hope.
Although no one directly rescued the adult, this octopus that he had always looked down upon was very loyal.
Now that the octopus has been dispatched, the other golden-winged roc should be here soon.
Although the White Tiger was seriously injured, it still had its last breath of vitality. It raised its head nervously, and its two bloodshot eyes scanned the sky.
Noticing the White Tiger's look of looking for teammates to support it, Su Ming's heart was moved.
At first, he wanted to use the White Tiger to lure out several other Level 6 mutant creatures, but in the battle just now, because the energy on the White Tiger had a subtle restraint on the golden energy, Su Ming gradually forgot this idea.
Su Ming had forgotten his original purpose, but the white tiger still helped Su Ming complete his fishing plan.
"If you plant a willow tree unintentionally, it will grow into a shade; if you plant a flower intentionally, it will not grow. I didn't expect that I, Su Ming, would have such good luck one day!"
In the end, Su Ming's expression, which had been relaxed, became nervous again.
It would be fine if these mutant creatures didn't come out, but now that they have come out, Su Ming will naturally not miss this opportunity to catch them all in one fell swoop.
Just as Su Ming was talking to himself, a golden cloud appeared in the sky.
The cloud moved very fast. It was still a long distance away from Su Ming before, but it soon came to Su Ming's side.
I saw that this golden cloud turned out to be a big golden bird.
The big bird, covered with golden feathers, stretched out its sharp beak and pecked at Su Ming.
As a flying bird, the strongest parts are nothing more than wings, feet and their beaks.
Generally speaking, the beak should be the hardest part of a bird. Facing the golden-winged Roc with strong murderous intent, Su Ming did not panic at all, as if the person being besieged by the golden-winged Roc and the octopus monster was not him, but someone else.
There were dozens of long sharp tentacles under his body and a sharp bird beak on his body. The cooperation between the sky and the ground seemed to kill Su Ming here.