Inside the cave, it is completely different from the scorching heat outside. From time to time, there is a cold wind blowing from inside the cave, which makes Feng Hao and his party feel refreshed. Everyone almost holds their breath. As they walk, He didn't make any sound, as if he was afraid of being noticed by the tower spirit inside.
If a riot breaks out and more than a hundred tower spirits rush over, they will have no choice but to escape. And once the commotion breaks out here, others will inevitably discover it. It will be impossible to swallow them all by then.
After walking about two thousand meters in the cave, there were twists and turns, and a spacious area was revealed in front of Feng Hao...
This cave seems to have been hollowed out, forming a natural square. In this large square, some moss and unknown grass grow, and there is even a small river crossing it, adding a kind of atmosphere to it. The refreshing charm,
It's no wonder that tower spirits can be derived under this desert. The level of aura here far exceeds those in the primitive jungles.
And even in this spacious square, Feng Hao also saw a group of black tower spirits. They crawled slowly on the ground, leaving many deep footprints. They were even left behind on the surrounding cave walls. Large holes were dug, and some pagoda spirits were entrenched in the large holes.
After scanning the area, Feng Hao estimated that there must be more than a hundred tower spirits in this square.
And, just a little more,
On a stone platform dripping with stone milk, there is still a tower spirit that is as big as a strong cow. Not only is it tall, but the carapace on its body is also brighter, and there is a faint layer of gleaming light. It is flashing, giving people an indestructible visual impact,
Obviously, this is the middle-grade pagoda spirit.
The pair of whip-like tentacles emitted a frightening whistling sound every time they waved slightly. The surrounding tower spirits looked at it in fear, as if they were enshrining a king.
"Listen, I will lead the tower spirits to the cave passage one by one later, and then I must solve them as quickly as possible. Also, try not to make too much noise, otherwise it may attract more tower spirits. .”
Xiaolihe said to everyone with a cautious expression, and then added, "If it is too much, then exit the cave and then think of a way, don't fight to the death."
His words seemed to be a reminder to Feng Hao. After all, Feng Hao was a newcomer to the Hundred Clans Tower and did not understand many things very well.
Although the spiritual core of the tower spirit is precious, life is even more precious. It is only once and cannot be repeated. As long as there is life, everything is possible.
Although the passage of the cave is not small, three people can't move freely when they are juxtaposed. Feng Hao was actually squeezed behind everyone, and the task he was assigned was to be careful not to attract other people because of the noise happening here.
Feng Hao touched the bridge of his nose and did not object. He stood there happily, watching how they captured the tower spirit's weakness.
It seems that this is not the first time that Xiao Lihe has lured the tower spirits like this. He did not attack those tower spirits with his fingers. Instead, he picked up a stone from the ground and hit the nearest tower spirit directly on the head. Immediately, the tower spirit raised its head, and glanced over with its dark eyes. Seeing him in a flash, without any hesitation, the six long ones quickly rushed into the passage...
What was waiting for it was naturally a dead end, and its head was smashed directly by the iron fist of King Mengshan.
This power is not ordinary. I guess Xiao Lihe's statement that he can tear a low-grade pagoda spirit alive is not a lie.
"As expected, they are indeed members of the Wumeng clan, but it's a pity that there are too few people of this clan, even rarer than the people of the Guiyuan clan..."
Fen Lao mentioned the Wumeng tribe in his mind, full of emotion, "On the ancient battlefield, the Wumeng tribe is a well-deserved meat grinder."
"An ancient race that existed in ancient times."
Feng Hao was surprised, secretly smacking his tongue, and asked again, "Master, what about this Hetian clan?"
"The Hetian Clan is similar to the Wumeng Clan. Because the populations of the two tribes are relatively sparse, they have been friendly for generations, and their combat power is not inferior to that of the Wumeng Clan."
Fen Lao explained to him in detail,
"I see."
Feng Hao nodded. It is difficult for different races to get along together, but the fact that the four of them can form a team shows that they trust each other very much.
"Master, why are there so many small races?"
Feng Hao was a little puzzled. There were hundreds of races, large and small, in the ninth city. So, if the ten cities added up, there would be thousands more races.
"There were originally countless races in the world, each with different abilities. However, in ancient times, some powerful races slowly annexed smaller races, and the races were reduced... However, after that period, some races After some of the tribes became stronger, there were also cases where they broke away from their original races and became a new race. Up to now, there are still more than 1,300 races, large and small, on the Hundred Tribes Continent."
"There are so many races..."
While Feng Hao was watching how they killed the tower spirit, he was thinking in his mind, "Doesn't that mean that when some races become stronger, they can annex those smaller races."
"That's right."
Fen Lao nodded affirmatively and explained, "Actually, many friendly races that are hostile to the human race now are split from the original human race... If a race wants to be strong, it cannot rely on itself alone. However, if it wants to If you want them to surrender, they must have a certain level of strength."
"Um."
Feng Hao seemed to understand something and had some calculations in his mind.
The human race is generally weaker than other races due to their talents. However, if these races with strong individual combat power but few in number are gathered together and integrated into one race, what will it be like? scene,
Here, Xiao Lihe and others cooperated very well. Except for Li Kai who was a little unfamiliar, there was no trouble.
During the observation process, Feng Hao also understood why Xiao Lihe used stones to attack the tower spirit. In this way, because there was no fluctuation in power, the most people who came with him were the two or three nearby tower spirits. For this team with strong personal strength, it did not cause much trouble. In fact, they had already killed more than twenty tower spirits. Feng Hao didn't even have a chance to do it.
He originally wanted to take action, but after taking a look at the dozens of tower spirits surrounding the middle-grade tower spirit, he calmed down again.
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