The wooden sticks I had been using before were a little too light.
Under the premise that the demon power could not be mastered, Wu Chong found some ores in the woods and personally made two copper hammers using the earth-smelting method. Although the skills of forging and alchemy were sealed, it was still useless to refine some basic iron tools.
The problem is, the memory instinct is still there.
Wu Chong had been training Wu Chong for half a month with the 300-pound pumpkin hammer. Carrying it in his hand was like carrying two reinforced and weighted versions of the giant pumpkin, which was quite exaggerated.
"Chichi...chichichi...wuwu!"
Wu Chong had just finished practicing when the rabbit spirit ran in from outside, pulling him and screaming as if he wanted to say something. Unfortunately, this guy couldn't speak, and Wu Chong couldn't understand his foreign language for a while.
, just seeing how eager it is, it must be something good.
Carrying two pumpkin hammers, I walked out with the rabbit spirit. As soon as I went out, I saw a layer of strange light shining in the mountains in the distance.
The moment he saw the strange light, he felt like he couldn't help but rush towards it.
This impulse is much stronger than that of the river clam neighbor back then, and even he is affected now.
"whisper!"
The rabbit spirit didn't know which language it spoke, but this time Wu Chong understood its meaning.
That thing, spiritual grass!
Wu Chong was refreshed. Why did he come ashore? Wasn't it just to snatch the spiritual grass and transform into a demon? After waiting for so long, he finally got the spiritual grass.
So without saying a word, he walked over with the hammer.
Along the way, he saw a lot of irrational wild beasts, wild boars, black bears, and even the roc, which was rarely seen. Those who dared to fight were these ferocious beasts. In comparison, Wu Chong, this big herring, seemed
He's a bit out of place. If it weren't for his exaggerated height and two big pumpkin hammers, he would have been pushed out long ago.
A big, irrational wild boar hit me from behind.
Rabbits and fish, such weak creatures, dare to snatch the spiritual grass. Let’s eliminate two of them first.
The wild boar's brain is not very good, but it also knows that it dares to pinch the persimmon softly first!
Wu Chong, who was carrying a pumpkin hammer, came to his senses. Faced with the wild boar that hit him head-on, he didn't give in at all. He picked up a pumpkin hammer and struck it with his right hand in a sweeping motion. There was only a "Peng" sound, and the whole ground was shaken.
They were all shaken. The wild boar was charging at such a high speed that even a blind bear did not dare to forcefully break it. With its speed and strength, it could even break a tree.
But Mr. Wu was not made of clay. When he was hit with a hammer, his body did not move at all. On the contrary, the wild boar was destroyed on the spot by the hammer.
Not only the fangs were broken, the pig's brain was smashed, and red and white splattered everywhere.
After hammering a provocative wild boar to death, Wu Chong threw off the meat paste and continued to move towards the spiritual grass. This time, no wild boar dared to challenge it.
When he arrived at the valley, Wu Chong found that the scene here was even more intense.
Not to mention the ring of ferocious beasts torn around, the three ferocious beasts fighting for in the inner circle are a bit exaggerated, a thick black python about 17 or 18 meters long, a roc bird over nine meters long, and
A glistening white elephant with gleaming fangs.
The three ferocious beasts are all possessed of demonic power!
No wonder the rabbit spirit before was so excited. These monsters all regard eating spiritual grass as a way to increase their strength. Unless you are very lucky, any powerful spiritual grass will be surrounded by similar monsters guarding it.
This made Wu Chong feel troubled. He originally thought that those who came to compete were all beasts without demonic power, but now it seems that those players who qualified have also come back to compete.
No one stipulates that monsters can only eat one spiritual grass, just like no one stipulates that the richest man cannot compete with the poor for the bun business.
The strong always become strong, this is the truth.
Wu Chong is already very strong. There is no one in the Big Blue Fish group who is stronger than him. None of the previous river clam monsters are his opponents. But it also depends on the comparison object. Of the three guys in front of you, it is obvious that the one is beyond the standard.
Human beings, such as the black giant python, can crush a five-meter-high granite with just one twist of its body. The snake scales on its body are like steel, reflecting the cold light. The white jade elephant is even more exaggerated, with its limbs
Ruzhu didn't say anything else, a pair of white jade fangs would hurt or kill anyone who touched him. No one dared to confront him head on. The roc bird in the sky was waiting for an opportunity to make a sneak attack. Every time he struck, it was a vital blow.
The ferocious beasts that died on the periphery were basically the work of these three guys.
"Jiji?"
The rabbit spirit's voice has become much softer.
Even it could tell that those three guys were not easy to mess with. Each of them had a demonic aura about them, and they looked like no match for them. With its small body, when it rushed up, it was definitely delivering food.
"Walk."
A man is a man who knows the current affairs. Master Wu has never been a hot-blooded master. If he has an advantage, he will definitely strike hard. Once things cannot be done, he will leave more decisively than anyone else. The most important thing is that he smells something wrong.
the breath.
Carrying the rabbit spirit, Wu Chong left without looking back.
Until he walked far away, the roc bird in the sky did not forget to glance at him, with a look of pity in its eyes.
Such a fat herring must taste very good.
If it weren't for the spiritual material, Dapeng Bird would probably have turned around and attacked Wu Chong.
Wu rushed away very decisively, without any hesitation.
The three monster beasts were terrifying, but that was not the reason why he retreated. The most important thing was that he found some stones placed randomly beside the spiritual grass.
Formation!
The monsters may not recognize it, but Master Wu, who has super perception and human knowledge, was the first to discover it.
So he didn't say any nonsense, and he didn't even step into the valley where the spiritual grass grew.
On the way back, he met many wild beasts running toward the spiritual grass. These were all trying to turn into monsters. The spiritual grass attracts monsters, and those who have not yet transformed into monsters are even more attractive. They are not afraid of death.
Just to gain that glimmer of possibility, maybe many years ago, the three monsters inside were once one of them, but the three of them were lucky and succeeded.
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Back in the cave, Wu Chong did not exercise anymore, but looked at the direction of the spiritual grass from a distance.
He wanted to see who was the last person to close the net, and by the way, he wanted to know what the high-level magical powers in this world were like.
The rabbit spirit didn't know what Wu Chong was thinking. It only knew that it didn't get the spiritual grass, which made it a little listless.
One fish and one rabbit spent three days peacefully like this, and the smell of the spiritual grass became more and more attractive.
Until the evening of the third day.
Suddenly a thunder flashed across the sky.
A figure came through the air, holding a long flag in his hand.
As soon as he waved his long flag, a dark red wall of light instantly rose up from the ground, trapping the three core monsters and nearly a hundred competing beasts inside.
"Three alien monsters plus more than three hundred ferocious beasts, not bad, not bad. It should be enough for a poor man to refine the Hundred Beast Pill..."
A voice sounded, which seemed particularly clear in the night sky.