The first thing I did not use the collection technique on the two-headed flying dragon was to touch it with both hands. Damn, there was nothing. Could it be that the guys who ruled the world were too lucky, or the Hydra was too lucky to kill the flying dragon but nothing fell. Damn, it would be great if I stabbed the last knife, it would be great. I was secretly angry in my heart. I didn't touch the equipment, so I quickly threw a few collection techniques and left. The curly hair had already rushed over, and the Hydra behind also drew ashore from the water with its might. Many players had turned into white light in its mouth. I don't want to be one of them. (It's not that the two-headed flying dragon did not explode, but the equipment was not under the body, but under the tail, you don't have time to touch that big body)

I immediately ran to the Feilong Head. I was about to use the collection technique, but my eyes were suddenly caught by a thin black leather book hanging on the huge jaw. Could it be this skill book? My heart was shocked, and I rushed forward with a quick glance, picked up the book and read it without reading it. I immediately threw it into my backpack. Then I hurriedly threw two collection techniques, holding two thick and long white dragon teeth, and we quickly applied oil under our feet, flash, buddy, I am content, riding the Hydra to chase the curly haired people, I have to find Polygonum multiflorum quickly.

I drove away, and the curly group rushed to the next side of the flying dragon's corpse, and then cheered. I turned around and saw that they had some equipment, but the Hydra behind seemed to want to speed up the process of the massacre. Its nine heads were dancing in the air, posing in a strange way, and then opened its mouth, and bursts of green and yellow mist blew towards the players on the ground.

Poisonous, poisonous, and highly toxic. All players who are surrounded by poisonous mist have a look of pain. They want to scream, but they can't scream. The face is blue and black in a blink of an eye. They wave their arms and struggle to run, but their legs seem to be involuntarily and cannot step out at all. The archers and wizards with a small amount of blood have already staggered, plunged to the ground, and hung up.

Curly hair saw that the poison of the Hydra was so powerful, and hurriedly shouted: "Pastor, use the light of detoxification!" However, the priest who is only in the thirty-seventh level, how could their second-level detoxification light be able to relieve the poison of that ferocious beast? It would be useless if it was used. The only way was to escape immediately. The battle with the two-headed flying dragon had already caused them to suffer heavy losses. Now they are not the opponent of the Hydra.

Curly hair probably understood this truth. After hurriedly collecting the corpse of Feilong for a while, he quickly shouted: "Everyone, let's separate and flick, the priest follow me." (Damn, this guy is not stupid, he has to help the priest even if he runs out of his life)

My baby Polygonum multiflorum, where are you? Come out quickly, I muttered anxiously, looking around under the grass and trees on the edge of the swamp. I saw a lot of Polygonum multiflorum on the way, but none of them were human-shaped. The pool here is better, and I can't even see the shadow of Polygonum multiflorum. I'll see the people who dominate the world there. I have to hurry up, otherwise if the Hydra is also interested in Polygonum multiflorum, I will not be its opponent by myself.

I was anxious, and I was not careful and tripped by a raised hard object in the grass beside the pool. If I hadn't been agile, I would have almost fallen to the ground. I turned my head and cursed, and was about to kick it over, but suddenly my eyes lit up. I found the grass beside and there was no trace of it. I kicked a treasure out of it. Isn't the raised spindle-shaped object a human-shaped Polygonum multiflorum?

I saw that its purple-brown skin was covered with uneven and crisscrossed grooves, half buried underground, surrounded by thin green leaves. If you don’t pay attention, you should really treat it as a stone.

I quickly picked up the medicine shovel and dug it carefully, splitting the soft soil on both sides. The half-arm length, the healthy limbs, and the baby-shaped Polygonum multiflorum appeared in front of me intact. Haha, I held the ecstasy in my heart and quickly put it into my backpack. I had a lot of gains during this swamp trip.

Is it raining? Why are wet things falling down? Oh, how come there is a fishy smell? I reached out and touched the top of my head. The sticky liquid covered my hands. I took it to my eyes and saw it, Damn, it was blood.

I looked up and saw that the Hydra opened its mouth violently, coiled and twisted above my head, and its huge body was entangled by dozens of green vines like "bean sprouts". Otherwise, I would have probably opened my mouth and bit me.

I jumped a little and quickly let him go to the side, thinking to myself: Damn Hydra, I really like this Polygonum multiflorum, fortunately, it’s okay, let me have it first. It seems that the people who rule the world have really helped me.

We were about to pose in an elegant position and say goodbye to Hydra when we flashed, but suddenly we found a black light gathering from the one-eyed snake's mouth. A chill that emerged from our bones immediately came up on me. I have seen the power of the flying dragon shock wave. This Hydra must have had this move, right?

Run, run quickly, run hard, and don't have to think about it. My legs reflexively implement the essence of these thirty-six strategies, and start to speed up. I took two steps at three steps, rushing straight into the jungle, no matter how thorns were thorny or shivering the thick branches, I regretted that the world was too stingy and didn't get two more legs for us.

Everything seemed to suddenly stop, the sound seemed to disappear all of a sudden, there was no sound in my ears, and there was a tranquility like death around me. I could hardly hear my breathing and heartbeat. The dark, boundless dark curtain, I could not see a trace of light, nor my own existence. What's wrong with this?

The pain, the pain that my whole body was squeezed by a crusher, seemed to have been pulled out, whipped, burned, without any scars, and without a drop of blood. But I deeply felt this pain that would make people go crazy and crazy. Moreover, this pain was not only a feeling, but the amount of blood that was constantly losing told me that this was absolutely real harm.
Chapter completed!