It is more than 200 nautical miles away from the nearest Donluo Island.
About a foot below the beach, Hong Ming was hiding among the sand and stones, with a faint yellow light emitting from his body. Under this yellow light, Hong Ming's body was completely hidden, and no breath came out.
"You have to breathe during the Qi training period. The Turtle Breathing Kung Fu can only be maintained underground for an hour. If it takes two more days to burn incense, if it doesn't come up again, today's hunting will be a failure again!"
Hong Ming felt a little panicked.
After fifteen years of cultivating immortals, Hong Ming knew that his talents were average. His highest spiritual root potential points were less than fifty, and earth, water, and fire were all above thirty, so his talents were neither fish nor fowl.
This time he went out to hunt monsters alone. Hong Ming made up his mind and spent all the nearly a hundred spirit stones he had accumulated over the years.
If this hunting fails again, there will basically be no hope in the future.
Thinking this way, the yellow light on Hong Ming's body trembled slightly, but fortunately, Hong Ming's mind was firm and he quickly calmed down, and the yellow light continued to stabilize in the room.
Bah!
There was movement on the beach.
Among the water plants, a body more than ten feet long appeared quickly. This monster had a rough head, eyes like copper bells, and the iron armor on its back had a black luster.
Hong Ming was overjoyed when he felt this scene underground.
Armored crocodile.
A first-level, intermediate-level monster, equivalent to an existence in the middle stage of Qi training. It is very famous in the nearby sea area.
This kind of monster is rare in number and extremely difficult to fight. It has huge teeth and a strong bite. Once bitten by this monster, even a monk in the late stage of Qi training will have a hard time surviving.
What's even more frightening is that the scales on the back of this monster beast have very high defense, and even those who are attacking it in the later stage of Qi training may not be able to defeat it in a short time.
In addition, this kind of monster hides in the sea when the situation is bad, so there are very few monks who hunt this kind of monster.
Hong Ming is at the third level of Qi training. In the early stage of Qi training, the target of hunting is this monster.
Bah!
The armored crocodile came to the beach, looked around, and found nothing strange. He opened his mouth and put down the sea beast in his mouth, and then began to tear it apart.
Swallowing blood food is the instinct of monsters.
The armored crocodile has a huge body and is very scary to eat. In just forty breaths, a big fish over three feet long was swallowed by the armored crocodile.
After finishing eating, the armored crocodile roared, then crawled towards the beach, and then found a place to lie down.
"Sure enough, the armored crocodile has the habit of basking in the sun after eating."
Hong Ming observed this scene underground, with a look of ecstasy in his heart.
The armored crocodile is rarely hunted, and even if it is killed, it is directly besieged to death by many people. As for the habits of the armored crocodile, few people know.
This discovery happened more than half a year ago.
At that time, Hong Ming followed several other monks who were in the middle stage of Qi training to go out to hunt monster beasts. Unfortunately, when they encountered a group of monster beasts, the three leading monks in the middle stage of Qi training ran away.
Hong Ming and four other monks on the second and third levels of Qi training were left behind.
Fortunately, although Hong Ming's Turtle Breath Technique has no defense or escape spells, it is good at concealing aura.
At that time, Hong Ming ran to the armored crocodile that was about to eat, hiding his presence and hiding.
Later, the group of monsters dispersed, and Hong Ming luckily escaped with his life.
But the remaining three monks who were in the early stage of Qi training were not so lucky. Two of them were buried in the belly of the monster, and the surviving one also lost a leg and could no longer go hunting at sea.
It was also this time that Hong Ming decided to hunt monsters by himself.
After the armored crocodile lay down, a snoring sound was soon heard.
Hong Ming waited underground, not in a hurry.
Time passes slowly.
Finally, when Hong Ming could no longer hold on underground, he finally pulled out a yellow flying sword from his storage bag.
call out!
Under Hong Ming's control, the flying sword sprang out of the ground with great precision, and then struck towards the armored crocodile's belly.
Poof!
At this moment, Hong Ming felt the flying sword tearing something open, and the armored crocodile roared and jumped up from the beach.
However, Hong Ming did not give up. Instead, he controlled the flying sword and continued to slide down the armored crocodile's abdomen.
laugh!
Hong Ming had already prepared. Although the yellow flying sword was only a low-grade magical weapon, the armored crocodile had only one weak point, and that was its abdomen.
The abdomen was very fragile. Under the attack of the flying sword, it was cut open without any resistance.
Blue blood instantly covered the beach.
The armored crocodile rolled over in pain, then pulled the flying sword hard, and finally pulled out the flying sword.
Snapped!
Waving its tail, it hit the flying sword all at once. The armored crocodile rushed forward again and slapped the flying sword hard.
In the blink of an eye, the light on the flying sword dimmed, and the sword body was wrinkled.
puff!
Underground, Hong Ming vomited a mouthful of blood.
The Flying Sword was a magic weapon that Hong Ming had been practicing for several years. After it was destroyed, his consciousness was naturally affected and he was slightly injured.
"Let me see how long you can continue to be arrogant."
Hong Ming escaped from the ground. He waved his hand and took out a small blue net from his storage bag. Then he threw it away and the small blue net instantly expanded, trapping the armored crocodile.
The armored crocodile felt the danger and struggled hard.
If it were normal, the armored crocodile would be able to tear off this low-grade magic weapon in one go, but now that his abdomen was seriously injured, he had lost seven or eight points of his strength. In addition, the toxins invaded the wound, and the armored crocodile felt that his strength was getting stronger.
He grew smaller and smaller, and finally lost his intuition.
boom!
The armored crocodile fell to the ground.
Hong Ming also stopped panting.
Even if the sneak attack pierced the abdomen, and even if the flying sword was smeared with poison in advance, the armored crocodile was still so difficult to deal with, and he almost broke free from the water net and escaped.
However, after pausing for two breaths, Hong Ming showed a look of ecstasy.
"This is a first-level intermediate-level monster, the Iron-clad Crocodile, and its whole body is full of treasures."
Hong Ming chuckled, took out his dagger, and began to dissect.
As a very rare monster, the armored crocodile is covered in treasures. The armor on its back is extremely strong. If it is refined, it can point out several defensive weapons in a row, and its defense power is astonishing.
There are also huge teeth on the mouth and bones on the tail, which can be refined into magic weapons.
Hong Ming expertly dissected the corpse and did not let go of any treasure.
But when only the internal organs were left, Hong Ming hesitated:
"The monsters are very resistant to poison, and the armored crocodile's meat is also very nourishing, so we can't let it go."
Hong Ming took out his dagger and ripped off the meat from the armored crocodile.
But after cutting open the abdomen, a bunch of things fell out from the abdomen, including animal bones and stones.
"What's this?"
Hong Ming had a depressed look on his face. There were a lot of messy things in his intestines and stomach, including many unknown stones.
"Wait a minute, where have you seen this stone before?"
Hong Ming suddenly remembered that although the color on the stone had dimmed a lot, it was exactly the same color as the armor on the back of the armored crocodile.
"The armor on the armored crocodile's back slowly became stronger because it swallowed the ore containing spiritual iron!"
Hong Ming understood instantly.
But it was of no use. Hong Ming was ready to pick up all the stones in his abdomen and throw them out.
While he was handling it, Hong Ming stopped because the stone in his hand was very special. It looked like a small gourd. And when he touched it carefully, he found that it was very round.
After taking a look at it, I really liked it.
Maybe Hong Ming was very happy because he succeeded in hunting this time.
Hong Ming's mind moved and he was about to put the little gourd away, but the next moment, no matter how Hong Ming activated his spiritual energy, he could not put the treasure into the storage bag.
"How is this going?"
Hong Ming was a little confused.
Regardless of whether the item has aura or not, as long as it is dead, it can be easily put into the storage bag.
Unless this treasure has been refined by other monks, or it is some exotic treasure.
At this time, a strong wind blew across the sea in the distance.
When Hong Ming saw this scene, he had no time to think about it, his expression changed, he strung the small gourd with a rope and hung it around his neck, then took out a blue boat from the storage bag and threw it into the air.
The boat swelled in the wind, and Hong Ming jumped in, controlled the boat, and quickly disappeared on the desert island.