The evil dragon was extremely angry. The opponent was obviously far inferior to it in strength, but it had caused such a result. It felt very aggrieved.
However, it is not desperate. If the opponent uses a bone knife to chop its skull at close range, it will not hesitate to let all its ghost light rush out and devour the opponent.
However, Hun surprised him again.
Instead of approaching the evil dragon's mouth, Hun picked up a hard stone weighing tens of kilograms, quickly climbed up a big tree, and then smashed it down from above.
"boom!"
Although the evil dragon's broken skull was not broken into pieces, a small crack appeared.
If it could roar, it would roar madly and curse fiercely at this moment. What kind of fucking skeleton is this?
"Bang bang bang..."
Hun kept holding rocks and smashing them down from the air. When the rocks were broken, he would replace them with another bigger one.
Once, twice... dozens of times later, the evil dragon's skull was finally smashed to the ground and split into pieces, and the ghostly light also split.
Only then did the soul begin to absorb that powerful ghostly light.
Bright light filled the soul's skull, beating high and low.
At the same time, its body has also been strengthened and become harder.
The strong dim light is like a bright lamp, indicating that the soul has become a powerful existence in this area, and is the top master besides the king.
From now on, it can fight fiercely with the strong in an open and honest manner, without having to be always on tenterhooks.
Hun threw away the bone knife and used the hardest spine of the evil dragon to polish another bone knife.
No, to be precise, it is not a knife, but a sharp sword.
Hun didn't know why he polished it like this, but when he used the bone knife to fight the evil dragon, he always felt that it was not as smooth as sharpening it now.
He doesn't like random chopping with a knife, preferring to stab with a sword and kill the enemy with one blow.
As the ghost light became more and more powerful, and after Hun became a strong man in this area, his behavior became less and less like the same kind.
The soul often climbs to the crown of the tree on a moonlit night and looks up at the moon in the sky, letting the bright moonlight shine down. It falls into silence for a long time, sometimes looking at it for a whole night.
Is there such a thing as the past?
Is there a glorious past?
How can I remember you?
Sometimes it is lost, sometimes confused, and sometimes painful. It seems that the memories that have disappeared are still in the bottom of my heart.
Day and night, joys and sorrows, how to recall the past?
It became more tenacious, never gave up, and worked hard to become stronger. Even though this secluded forest was full of dangers, it worked hard to grow up.
Several months have passed since he killed the evil dragon. In the process, Hun killed several strong men of the same level, but no qualitative transformation occurred.
The ghost light is growing slowly, and now, the soul gradually knows that killing a strong man whose ghost light is stronger than him and devouring him can make him stronger.
But if you absorb the ghostly light of a strong person of the same level, you need to accumulate a lot of it.
Half a year passed in this way, and the soul used various methods to maximize its unique fighting talent. After killing nearly fifty creatures of the same level, the ghost light broke through again and became more powerful, as if
A throbbing divine fire burned in the skull.
From the day when the soul awakened until now, the king has always avoided this area and has not been discovered by it.
Hun felt that in a few years, he might have the strength to challenge the king.
However, he really wanted to get such an opportunity immediately, so he began to observe the king's habits from a distance.
The king often goes out to collect ghost lights. The creatures in this area are weaker than him and cannot meet his needs for advancement.
Only by harvesting about fifty rays of light from those of the same level can one barely advance to a higher level. And if one unexpectedly defeats an upper-level person, one ray of light is enough for a lower-level person to advance.
There are very few creatures in the secluded forest that dare to challenge higher levels, because if they are committing suicide, the most common battles are between people of the same level. It is relatively safe to kill dozens of people of the same level to advance to the next level.
Of course, this is only relatively speaking. Who can kill dozens of strong men who are not much weaker than themselves without any harm?
In the vast and secluded forest, survival is difficult, and growing up is even more cruel.
After nearly another year, the soul was no longer limited to this area, and began to haunt the surrounding territories. Using various methods, it finally killed dozens of creatures of the same level again, and advanced to the next level with difficulty.
The dim light in the skull was as bright as a divine flame, burning vigorously, and the entire skeleton was reflected in a transparent light, making it stronger.
Up to now, the soul is only one level lower than the king in this area, and has killed almost everyone of the same level nearby.
Wang was obviously aware of the anomaly and often scanned this area, hoping to eliminate unknown hidden dangers in his territory.
However, the soul had hid in the territory of a nearby king. It did not return until the storm calmed down and began to pay close attention to the king's every move.
Four years have passed since the soul awakened.
With his own talent, he has gone through multiple death trials, survived with difficulty, and has become the strongest person in this area second only to the king.
In the fourth year, he finally got his chance.
This king often fights with the king in another area, both trying to devour each other's dim light. The hatred is already very deep.
In the past few years, every time the king went out, he always fought with that king and returned injured. After all, he was challenging the strong men of the same level.
At a critical moment of the king in another area, Hun deliberately exposed his position and lured the king on his side over.
There is no doubt that the two kings fought again, and in the end the king in his area was seriously injured and left.
Su Hun slowly followed it.
One of its arms was broken off, all the rotten flesh on its body fell off, its rotten wings were torn apart, and its spine had several terrifying cracks. The body skeleton might fall apart at any time.
As soon as Wang returned to his territory, he began to look for a suitable skeleton to replace his body that was about to collapse.
At this moment, a huge boulder suddenly flew violently.
It is an extremely talented and strong person. Although it was seriously injured, it still discovered the danger at the first time and hid aside quickly.
With a "boom", a huge boulder broke a towering tree.
The whistling wind kept blowing, and several huge rocks weighing more than 1,000 kilograms hit one after another.
There was a big problem with Wang's body. He didn't completely avoid it. He had to wave his one arm towards his scalp and smashed a huge boulder that was unavoidable.
Although the boulder was shattered, its body could not bear it anymore. The cracked spine shattered with a crash, and it fell to the ground, losing contact with the lower half of its body.
Then, huge boulders kept coming, and its already cracked skull might be broken open at any time.
In the end, its head was finally cracked and it suffered severe injuries.
At this time, Hun quickly rushed over with the bone sword in hand.