Three days later.

In the courtyard, Wu Ming's body roared, tiger and leopard thunder sounded, and a layer of red and masculine flames surged on the outside. His every move was astonishing, with waves of evil spirits and abundant essence and blood.

He let out a long breath, and a white ray of squirting out of his mouth and nose was like a dragon passing through the air for more than a foot, dissipating in the air.

"I have achieved success in internal training, my muscles and bones are buzzing, and my body has also returned to the first-level peak."

Wu Ming was happy to perceive himself, and when combined with the seven souls returning to the position, the spiritual cultivation of the soul, and when combined with the White Evil and Nether Cat Gu, he could burst out the second-level combat power and strengthen the sacrificial method, so he could keep himself free.

In the past few days, he swallowed up a hundred kilograms of wild beef essence, worked diligently to collect the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and further recovered his cultivation. As for the Nether Cat Gu, he survived by swallowing Xuanyin sheep milk.

After all, if you have a little Daluo Dao seed, the chaotic egg membrane will gradually recover even if it is suppressed.

After packing up his things, Wu Ming pushed open the gate of the courtyard and led a black-scale horse that had traveled thousands of miles a day to gather outside Chaoge City.

In fact, there was nothing to clean up. The ancient house was penniless and carried his own resources with him. Anyway, he made up his mind to get the wind spirit when he went to Xuanshan and flew away.

Originally, he wanted to go to the Wu Temple to make a loan before leaving, and rob the tribe of his wool, but then he thought that the old Wushen who approved the resources would have to bear a lot of responsibility.

I can leave it all, but the faction that is close to the original body is probably going to be in trouble, so forget it.

Awkward!

A moment later, a burst of dust rose, and Wu Ming drove the horse out of the city. Dozens of people were already present. They looked at the black-scaled horse under each other, and a hint of envy flashed in their eyes.

It is worthy of being a descendant of the Zi family. First-level monsters are not used as contracts, but as mounts. You should know that even the inferior monsters are still on credit to the clan and will pay them back in the future.

Wu Ming looked at the crowd from afar. Each of them was wearing a straw raincoat, with a strange aura. He was surrounded by various monsters and monsters, with a wizard style. There were seven or eight second-level cranes standing out in the flock. They were all young people. If nothing unexpected happened, they should be instructors.

The leader was Zilu, and he walked towards him proudly and said, "Hahaha, there is no need to worry about Ziwu's trip. I will never be able to do it again. Not to mention the periphery of Xuanshan, even if you go deeper, I will guarantee you good."

Upon hearing this, Wu Ming muttered to himself, "I'm not afraid of monsters, I'm afraid of my own people, I'm afraid of the real danger."

The two cousins ​​talked and laughed, and played a show.

Another wizard suddenly interrupted: "Don't reminisce about the past, it's not too early, just go into the mountain as soon as possible."

"Okay." Zilu was solemn, turned over and asked everyone to take the lead in moving forward.

A group of people gradually approached the Xuanshan Mountain of Youdu. The grass and trees on the ground became tougher, and the land under their feet became harder, turning into black and red exposed rocks.

The majestic mountains stand for eternity, and a majestic spirit of majestic vicissitudes is coming to the face. The color is pitch black. Under the sunlight, it emits red light, and it is red in the black, but it does not look weird, but is sacred.

There is a mountain in the North Sea, called Youdu Mountain, where black water comes from it, with mysterious birds, mysterious snakes, mysterious leopards, mysterious tigers, and mysterious foxes on it.

Xuan is black and red. The Shang tribe is dominant in the wild north and relies on the resources produced in the Xuanshan Mountain of Youdu. From among the many Xuan monsters, Xuan bird is Xuanyan as the inheritance demon.

In addition to the excellent comprehensive quality of Xuanyan itself, there is another characteristic that makes it stand out among Xuansnakes, Xuanhus, Xuanleopards, etc., that is, it has a bit of luck.

The natural "wealth fortune" of the inferior Dharma species will be promoted one by one, and will become stronger and stronger. It is a rare monster of the zodiac sign of the destiny.

A large number of contracts to keep a captive will bring luck to the tribe, and merchants will rise up and go smoothly.

Some people collect black water from Xuanshan, which is actually oil. After being contaminated with the mystery of heaven and earth, the energy density is higher. It can be called mysterious oil. It ignites black and red spiritual fire, which will improve most of the smelting metal technology.

Armors and weapons are a major source of monsters. Merchants are armed and smelted and spread to the world, with abundant martial ethics.

Wu Ming recalled these information in his mind, and the team also entered the periphery of Xuanshan.

"Enter Xuanshan, monsters and monsters appear. Be careful, choose suitable monsters to hunt, collect spiritual materials, and refine magic species. You go to the palace behind... Ziwu, you have spiritual eye skills, come to me and observe the surroundings."

For a moment, Zilu started to command in an orderly manner and specially transferred his cousin to his side.

Everyone has no objection. First, the spirit cat monster is weak in the first-level combat power, and the reconnaissance power is excellent. Second, they are not yet able to support relatives? Do you understand the value of the Zi family?

Wu Ming was also happy to stumble and secretly guessed that even if Zilu wanted to do something, he would not be so fast. When he opened his spiritual eyes, he burst into a lot of chaotic and treacherous auras in the dense forest.

After a while, the result was.

Zilu couldn't sit still. He looked at Wu Ming terrified and said, "Brother, you... or don't lead the way, it won't be effective in tempering."

Wu Mingtian's pupil technique gradually revived, and he almost saw through Xuanshan's underwear. He led a team to wander in the mountains and forests, and penetrated through the gaps of countless monsters, without even meeting a monster.

The young people dressed in bright clothes and were angry, as if they were not here to experience, but to escort on the outings, calmly and leisurely.

Several other second-level witches nodded in agreement.

So Zilu suggested, "How about you bring us some monsters with weaker breath."

"Yes." Wu Ming agreed immediately, and then chose a direction at will, and there was a second-level monster Xuanhu entrenched there!

Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Everyone came to a dense forest, and suddenly the wind was howling, the thick and thick wood swayed, and a cold air brought heavy fog.

"It's just an ordinary ghost."

Many new witches were ready to move, touching the monsters around them to prepare to go up, all kinds of.

Buzz!

Suddenly, the only third-level second-level peak witch in the team changed her expression: "Not good!"

She released her monster, and with a long cry, the Xuanyan, whose wings spread several feet into the air, whirlwind blew up a black whirlwind and drove away the newly-recent witches.

Puchi!

The next moment, a huge shadow flashed, and the sound of flesh and blood cutting sounded. The dozens of mounts and war horses standing were photographed into pieces in blinking, blood splashed, and flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the dense forest almost became a slaughterhouse.

Several new witches almost passed by. They looked pale and walked away in the strong wind. They came to the back of the team and were protected by six or seven tribe geniuses.

"Monster." Zilu was furious, surrounded by black armor and black aura on his body, and his momentum was rising, and suddenly turned into a three-foot giant spirit. A heavy battle spear appeared in his hand, and the tip of the head was swept red light, with an extremely sharp edge.

Almost the moment when Xuanhu jumped out and injured people, he raised his sword and the terrifying power of Wanjun fell with the bright red killing aura, and it was lightning-like to cross Xuanhu's head.

Click!

Zilu beheaded the Xuanhu in a neat manner, blood soared into the sky, and the huge headless black tiger fell silently, shaking the mountains and forests. After his death, his remaining power did not dissipate and his power was strong.

Wu Ming, who was watching the battle, felt awe-inspiring in his heart and tentatively found that the two monsters had reached the peak level of the second level. With the natal monster Xuan Yan, his strength was terrifying.

Buzzing!

Seeing that Zilu had solved the foreign enemy, the witch did not step forward, but summoned a small green tree, and the strong vitality appeared and shone brightly, healing some of the affected and injured contract monsters.

A bell shaking on the trunk, layer by layer of green ripples spread, and everyone's hearts seemed to be blown by the spring breeze, soothing the inner uneasiness.

The second-level medium-sized monster [Spring Wood] has a medium-sized magic species [Spring Light] and [Soul-Suppressing Bell], which can spread spring, heal everyone, and relieve mental trauma.

Wu Ming looked at the witch in surprise and learned from the original owner that he was actually a sister Zihui who was quite close.
Chapter completed!