Chapter 35: Crazy asking for a monthly ticket in exchange for injury)
"Well come, fight head-on with the first-level low-grade Fengling wolf with a hundred steel-making daggers, advance or retreat, there is a wolf but no self, kill." Facing the wolf kiss that was getting closer and closer and even smelling of fishy smell, not only did he not
There was no trace of fear or even a hint of madness on his face.
Tiger Cong Feng Long Cong Yun, and the first-order low-grade demon beast Fengling Wolf are also not inferior in speed. It takes only a blink of an eye to say that everything happens in the blink of an eye. This shows how dangerous it is in the process of hunting monsters.
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With hundreds of monks dying every year, the Purple Jade Mountains, a paradise for monsters and beasts, is famous for its reputation, especially for its reputation. As long as one of them fails to deal with it properly, the only outcome will be to bleed from the wolf's mouth.
"Big fat, little fat. If you haven't taken action yet, how long will it take?" At this critical moment, he could only hear a loud shout. The two cormorants that failed in the last attack flapped their spiritually enhanced wings, and they turned out to be short.
Time flies by.
The three low-grade first-grade water arrows used the old trick again and went straight towards Fengling Wolf's facial features. The first-grade low-grade ice arrows were clearly aimed at its biggest weakness, the wolf's waist. Even though it had changed slightly after being strengthened by spiritual power, the bronze head
Tie Nao Tofu Yao is still the most realistic portrayal of the wolf monster.
As the master, how could Zhao Shoushou die without moving? Two first-level low-grade fireball talismans, one on the left and one on the right, were activated at the same time. The hot fireballs burned with red flames, seeming to burn the Fengling wolf into a bald wolf. At the same time, Zhao Shoushou took a big step.
Moving forward, the dagger in his hand stabbed directly into its eyes.
The main reason why the first-level low-grade Fengling wolf has super strong combat effectiveness is its flexible body shape. If it can puncture its eyes and damage its vision, it can eliminate at least half of its combat effectiveness.
Even if the first-level low-grade Fengling wolf escapes from the critical point, a huge wolf head placed in front of you will not be in vain, and you can still gain something.
If it could succeed in one blow, the Fengling Wolf's counterattack would also be very fierce. It would be almost impossible to retreat perfectly in the face of its super agility. Thinking of this, a cruel smile appeared on his face.
"How can you catch tiger cubs without entering the tiger's den, and how can you hunt without entering the wolf's mouth?" In fact, in the right hand of Zhao Shoushou who was moving forward rapidly, another first-level low-grade fireball talisman was already tightly grasped.
Once the first-level low-level Fengling wolf bites his right hand, he will immediately detonate the fireball talisman the moment he enters the wolf's mouth, leaving it unable to evade or escape.
The hot fireball ignited and exploded in the wolf's mouth. No matter how hard the wolf demon's head was, it would definitely be a beautiful fatal blow. Zhao Shoushou did not believe that under such a perfect plan, Fengling Wolf could still continue to be arrogant.
This move also kills one thousand enemies and damages eight hundred. The attack of the Wolf Kiss and the explosion of the Fireball Talisman will also cause serious damage to his right hand, but this is the only choice he can make in order to hunt the Fengling Wolf.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" This was the second round of attacks by two cormorants and two first-order low-grade fireball talismans. The first-order low-grade Fengling Wolf had been injured, and a painful howl came, but it accelerated towards him.
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The pitiful attack power of the first-level low-grade water arrows could only serve as an interceptor. The three ice arrows left obvious wounds on the wolf's skin, and the six scorching fireballs burned its originally white and soft fur, turning it into a living thing.
It turned into a roasted wolf that was jet black and emitted a strange smell.
Faced with such an attack, the first-level low-level Fengling Wolf fell into an inexplicable rage. He actually broke his previous combat style and once again cast a first-level low-level talent spell when he got close to him.
A strong whirlwind technique almost caught him off guard and knocked him around, affecting the target and direction of the dagger in his hand. A cunning look flashed in the eyes of the first-level low-grade Fengling wolf and he took advantage of the wind and took advantage of the wind. The huge wolf head tilted its huge mouth slightly.
His right hand was already in his mouth.
All of this seemed to be as natural as Zhao Shoushou's eagerness to put his hand into the wolf's mouth. The originally planned function of the dagger was not fully realized, which was a pity.
"A cunning Fengling wolf, but after all, Zhao is the more skilled one. Let's see if a wolf comes out today." Zhao Shoushou endured the severe pain and let out a low groan that revealed his relief.
Just as the first-level low-grade Fengling Wolf was about to continue his efforts to cut off the enemy's arms in his mouth, he suddenly felt waves of heat rising in his mouth. While he was still confused, the heat wave went straight down his throat.
, turned into waves of severe pain.
If there were other monks watching the battle nearby, they would definitely see a strange scene. The first-level low-grade Fengling Wolf, which had the upper hand, suddenly had a blazing flame emerge from its neck, burning the demon wolf's head and alive.
The body separated and became a decapitated wolf.
However, the right hand that accompanied it and never left it also turned into a burnt black color. The aroma of barbecue almost made the entire arm lose consciousness. The marks left by the sharp teeth of the Fengling Wolf were faintly visible on it, and there were streams of blood.
gush out.
"In order to hunt down this first-level low-grade Fengling wolf, Zhao paid a huge price, and the pain was so painful that he will never forget it in his life. Fortunately, he had prepared this elixir specially for healing in advance." This elixir was also his
The source of confidence.
With the magical healing elixir, these seemingly horrific injuries will heal quickly without leaving any sequelae.
The elixir melted into the mouth and went down the throat. I felt waves of coolness infiltrating along the meridians from the inside out to the wound. Soon, the severe pain that had been coming all the time was significantly relieved. If you are lucky enough, it only takes ten seconds.
It will take a few days to recover.
"Quack, quack, quack!" At this time, two spiritual beasts, cormorants, who were fighting in the battle, screamed strangely and surrounded them, as if to comfort their masters not to be afraid.
"Quickly enter the invisible state of the grass to prevent other monsters or monks from coming to take advantage of the situation." Zhao Shoushou drove away without hesitation with a new mission.
After racking his brains and making frequent plans and paying a heavy price to kill the first-level low-grade monster Fenglinglang, the next step is naturally the long-awaited harvest moment.
A relatively complete wolf skin, four sharp teeth that were not damaged in the fireball talisman explosion, and a first-grade low-grade elixir bellflower that exudes a unique smell.
"Hey, could it be a piece of talisman that was torn into pieces without being stimulated? Not long ago, a monk was buried under the kiss of a wolf?" A suspicious piece of talisman found at the root of a bluebell attracted his attention.
Extra attention.
If the guess is correct that a monk has died, and if you are lucky enough, you may be able to get some extra trophies. Apart from the flesh and blood of the monks, the first-level low-grade Fengling Wolf is not interested in other treasures.
Stimulated by excitement, Zhao Shoushou ignored his own injuries and began to search the area bit by bit. As long as he could find something, it would be a worthwhile trip.
If the monk who fell under the wolf's kiss comes from a sect or family, it is not unexpected to pick up a storage bag or magic weapon by luck. These are very precious things for casual cultivators, and are just the basic configuration of some sect disciples.