Chapter 40: 8th-level beast

In this dangerous night, a human monk was killed under the poison of the king of blood.

At this point, Zi Yan is sitting on his knees, sensing everything around him, completely unaware that the danger is approaching.

Sitting cross-legged, the purple eyes are like sleeping, and there is a regular rustling sound from the ear. This sound is the main theme of this plain.

The blood refining king snake is just a few tens of meters away from the purple sable, looking at the purple sable through the green grass, but it is still motionless, but its eyes are even colder.

Time seems to be still, one person, one snake, one motionless, next to the green grass dancing with the wind.

Just as the breeze disappeared, the green grass made a squeaking sound, and a red light suddenly rushed toward the purple scorpion, and the sound of the slap was very good to cover up the sound of the blood refining king snake.

"not good."

Suddenly sitting in the purple scorpion, suddenly there is a feeling of creepy feelings, just like a dangerous moment in general, the eyelids open in the moment, you see a red light, has come to your face, close at hand, Zi Yan saw two sharp fangs with cold light.

"puff."

The sharp fangs were still in front, but the next moment, it was already at the neck of the sable, only to hear a soft bang, the sable felt a pain in the neck, but the fangs had pierced the skin, followed by a strong toxin, from The wound flowed toward the blood of the purple.

Under this poisonousness, the purple scorpion feels dizzy, the limbs are weak, and even the hand that grabs the blood refining king snake begins to tremble. It seems that it may fall down and die at any time.

Seeing the purple scorpion is going to die under the poison, suddenly, from the purple scorpion, there is a line of electric light, silver electric light in this dark night, as if the stars are generally bright, the toxins entering the purple scorpion in this electric light Underneath, it was instantly resolved.

The lost power returned again, and the purple scorpion grasped the blood refining snake and slammed it hard, and made a few laps in the air. After that, the hands flashed a faint silver light, and the purple scorpion lightningly caught the head of the blood refining snake. Suddenly forced to crush the head directly.

The blood refining king snake struggled a few times, but it was motionless.

"call!"

The purple scorpion escaped from danger, and the mouth was gasping. Before that, it was just a few short breaks. His Tsing Yi had been wet by cold sweat, and his forehead was full of sweat stains. The breeze blew, and the purple scent felt cool.

At this time, the blood hole at the neck is still bleeding.

"The blood refining king snake, is there a more advanced blood crest in the vicinity." After the danger, Ziyan could not help but guess, but did not dare to go. In this dark night, the green grass is too dangerous. It is.

If it wasn't for the silver light, I might have planted it here. And the place where the silver light appeared was the heart of the purple scorpion. The toxin at that time just entered the heart through the blood that circulated.

In the dark night, sometimes a few screams of screaming, apparently a human race monk was killed.

This night, even the purple scorpion was too fearful, trepidation, especially the screams that sometimes rang, making him even more creepy.

Fortunately, when the night finally left, when there was a white belly on the horizon, the purple scorpion finally breathed a sigh of relief and his sight recovered again. His safety index was much higher.

But he still insisted that the sky was bright and he continued to move forward.

This time, Zi Yan deliberately spared some roads. Sure enough, he saw a blood crested flower for more than 100 years. He was careful, and he did not find the blood refining snake guarding here.

Until the smooth collection of blood crested flowers, blood refining snakes did not appear.

This road, Zi Yan walked very carefully, after most of the day, he finally left the plains and walked to a jungle.

"Call." Going out of the plains and seeing a jungle, Zi Yan sat down here, the spirit was highly concentrated, and the purple scorpion was very expensive.

Take out those blood crests from your arms and chew them a few times in the mouth, then swallow them.

At the moment, Zi Yan can finally let go of his heart and practice with peace of mind.

The danger from the blood refining snake has disappeared, but it does not mean that there is no other danger in the forest. Just when the purple scorpion has just slackened, there is a dark shadow in the jungle.

"Well, another prey came to the door. It seems to be very expensive. Unfortunately, I walked out of the plains smoothly, but I met me here. I don't know how much he has gained." Looking at the package behind the purple dragonfly, the shadow is being calculated in silence. At the same time, he is slowly approaching the purple.

The purple cicada is cultivating, and does not feel the abnormalities around it, and just walked out of the plains, the mind was completely relaxed, and did not expect the danger to be approaching. In addition, it also proved that the hidden method of the shadow was really brilliant, and even escaped. Super strong perception of sable.

"Go to death." At a distance of 20 meters from the purple sable, the shadow finally launched an attack. He emerged from a big tree and appeared with **** and a sword, pointing to the purple eyebrows.

The danger came again, and the purple cicada suddenly opened his eyes. The infuriating body of the whole body was surging, and his hands clenched his fists toward the front.

"Peng."

The shadow of the black shadow collided with the fist of the purple scorpion, and the collision sounded under the effect of the infuriating. The purple scorpion did not move, and the black shadow actually went backwards several steps.

"This... a strong and powerful physique." The shadows turned back and the face suddenly changed.

The purple scorpion can block the shadow of the black shadow, which is obviously a powerful constitution.

"False, retreat." The sneak attack has been rebounded, the frontal opponent is even more invincible, and the shadow has begun to retreat.

"There was a sneak attack, looking for death." Last night, the sneak attack of the King Smelly snake almost killed his life. Today, he met a sneak attack. The purple scorpion can be described as anger to the extreme, and only the bright eyes are killing.

At the foot of the foot, the first-class footwork appeared in the air, and in the eyes of the purple eyes, it was in front of the black shadow. At the same time, the purple eyes pointed out a finger to the black shadow.

The silver flashes between the fingers, and a thunder suddenly appears, rushing toward the shadow with a scent of destruction.

"No...!" The strength of the purple scorpion completely exceeded the expectations of the black shadow. In addition to the speed, a thunder was raised between the hands, and the shadow was even more terrified. His eyes were desperate. Only try to resist the Thunder's attack.

However, with his eight-layer strength, how to resist the strong hit of the seven-layer peak of Ziyan.

The Thunder exploded in an instant, and a smattering smell came from the forest. The previous shadow had already been penetrated by the Thunder, and the death could not die.

The black shadow fell to the ground and revealed a package of the back, in which a little red light emerged.

"Blood flower?"

The sable opened the parcel and saw a hundred-year-old blood crest.

"You still have a conscience." Looking at the dead shadow, the purple murmurs.

Since the two sides are not a sect, the contribution point of the other party, Zi Yan can not be removed, can get a hundred years of blood crown, it can be considered an unexpected surprise.

After being attacked twice, Ziyan was careful. This time, he jumped straight to a big tree and sat around the roots to see if there was no danger before refining the two centuries.

The seven layers of the true gas break through to the eight layers of the true gas, and the energy consumed is far beyond the imagination of the purple.

In the sectarian school, he refining a dozen or so true qi, arrived here, and refining a dozen more elixir, the strength is only seven layers of peak.

As the heart absorbs two centuries-old elixir, rich silver energy, enters the body of the purple scorpion, but when this energy is exhausted, the strength of the sable is still at the top of the seven layers.

Zi Yan opened his eyes and had a deeper understanding of the difficulty of breaking through the eight layers of infuriating.

So many elixir and true qi, if you switch to others, you should have already broken through, but under the thunder, most of the energy is absorbed by the body, and there is no breakthrough in the sable. original.

"Well, it's time to leave." After eating some dry food, the purple scorpion jumped down from the tree and prepared to go deeper.

Suddenly an angry beast screamed from a distance.

"This is the snoring of the Red Tiger?"

The weakest of the Red Tigers are the six-level beasts. They are generally seven-level beasts, and there are also eight levels of existence. Listening to this beast, the level of the Red Tiger will not be lower.

"It must be that the Red Tiger is guarding the elixir, but I don't know how many years of elixir." The purple eyes suddenly slammed, and a little under the foot, went in the direction of the beast.

The sound of the beast screamed in a few miles, and the purple scorpion rushed at full speed. It was already less than ten minutes.

"Roll, this place is the site of my war Wuzong." However, before the purple cicada approached, he took a figure from the tree and stopped the purple cicada.

"Where is the site of the War Wuzong, where is it written?" Zi Yan asked coldly.

"Roll, or die." The cold road of the people.

There is no nonsense in the purple, he heard the red tiger in front, the voice of anger has become a panic, it seems that it is almost gone~www.readwn.com~ So, his right hand clenched his fist, it was so angry that he made a blow. Tiger fist.

After a tiger whistle, the dull sound came out. The seven-layered war Wuzong disciple had already been beaten by a purple scorpion. At the same time, after the body hit the big tree behind him, it was even the first stun. .

The purple scorpion went all the way, but this time it was a lot of care. His pace was light and his voice was silent, and he soon came to the battle.

At a glance, the purple scorpion saw a red tiger that was nearly five meters long. The red hair was like a burning flame. The mighty tiger's head was even more domineering.

But unfortunately, this is only a lot bigger than the ordinary red tiger. It is already the existence of the eight-level beast. Today, it has encountered a nemesis. There are many wounds on the body. The blood of the cockroaches flows down the wound, even the domineering tiger. Above the head, I was also drawn a deep mouth.

"Haha, you guy, see if you are still arrogant?" A loud laughter sounded.

Zi Yan discovered that in front of the Red Tiger, he was standing with a young man who was similar to his age. The other hand was holding a black sword with a cold light. The sharp swordsmanship showed out his true strength. It’s just eight layers of infuriating.

In the farther place, it is the disciple of the war Wuzong. The guardian of the guard is around, and there is no meaning for the shot of the Red Tiger.

"With one person's strength, it actually hit the eight-level fierce beast?" The purple pupil's pupil suddenly shrank, and apparently met a genius.

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