Suddenly! The newly promoted Soul Breaker suddenly shouted loudly: "Here he comes! Get out of the way..."
The nine people dispersed in a hurry.
It was almost their front and rear feet. As soon as they left the sandy ground where they were standing, the sandy ground suddenly collapsed with a bang, and a deep pit dozens of feet wide appeared, which was bottomless.
Without a hit, a big hand made of yellow sand burst out of the ground and grabbed everyone. The Blood Tyrant was the first to bear the brunt and faced him with the Tyrant Rhinoceros Horn-Charging Fist.
The big hand of yellow sand was destroyed in response.
Before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, there were more than a dozen loud noises on the sand, and more than a dozen big hands rushed out, grabbing one person with one hand. But from the beginning to the end, no one saw any trace of the six-eared demon rat.
Everyone was forcibly dispersed, and everyone faced the giant hand attack.
Li Kezhou's sword was lightly swung, and the dawn sword light cut his big hand into two pieces, turning it into a cloud of sand pouring across the sky.
"The six-eared demon rats are too cautious. They are hiding underground and attacking us. We are just like targets. We must find a way to lure them out." Shadow Blade defeated a large attacking hand and shouted hurriedly.
Zhiye replied: "As expected, the number of this nest of demon rats should not be large, probably around ten. Because they don't have the confidence to kill us, they used this trick. If there were more than twenty, they would have appeared long ago."
We are surrounded and suppressed.”
"No wonder this rat den has never been removed. If there are fewer people, they are no match for these demonic rats. If there are too many people, they will shrink. What should we do?"
Abandoned the oath while shouting and defeating the attacking Sand Shou, but this was a waste of power. The Sand Shou was defeated and suddenly appeared from the ground again, endlessly.
The apostle was stained with blood, and the big man with a handsome figure spoke loudly: "The purpose of this nest of demon rats seems to be to consume our strength. Only when our strength is exhausted, will they come out to encircle and suppress us."
"It seems that this nest of demon rats is not going to show up, leader! If that doesn't work, let's retreat. The demon rats are hiding under the yellow sand, and the sand is entangled with us. We can't do anything to them at all." Shadow Blade couldn't see what was going on.
Because of this, he immediately backed down.
Zhiye didn't reply. She suddenly seemed to remember something and turned her head to look at Li Kezhou.
Li Kezhou noticed her gaze, got rid of the entanglement of a sand hand, and said with a smile: "This six-eared demon rat met me today, and it is considered to have met its nemesis."
He bent his hand and grabbed the ground, activating the power of the earth's veins to control the sandy land within a radius of ten miles.
The yellow sand is like a cow on the ground, rolling over like crazy.
In the horrified eyes of several people in the distance, several demonic rats as big as weasels and with six ears appeared in the rolling yellow sand.
He then used the "soil-solidifying technique", and the soft yellow sand suddenly became as hard as steel.
The dozens of six-eared demon rats that were pulled out were desperately trying to burrow into the sand. Facing the soil-consolidating technique, they had no choice but to scream in panic.
"Hahahaha! Okay, good method."
The blood-stained man, whose back was as wide as a board, was overjoyed when he saw it. He was the first to react, raised his heavy sword, and slashed through the sky.
Several other people were not slow to react. When faced with the six-eared demon rat that appeared, they killed it with one strike and used various hand-pressing stunts.
Most of the six-eared demon rat's strength relies on controlling the yellow sand. Now that the yellow sand has been sealed by Li Kezhou using the "soil-fixing technique", it is as hard as iron. The demon rat's strength has been reduced by 70% in an instant. Facing a group of people
He fought hard and had no resistance at all, and was torn to pieces in just a few breaths.
There were thirteen demon rats in this nest. After death, their bodies atomized and condensed into a pile of demon stones.
Limited to the individual strength of the demon rats, the magic stones condensed by each demon rat after death are naturally incomparable to the thousands of other Fusha demons that move around, but they are far more than the strongest magic beast in the dark prison.
, one left probably more than 200 magic stones, a total of thirteen, and the number of magic stones was close to more than 2,700.
This is undoubtedly a windfall.
Everyone was extremely excited. Although they usually hunted demon rats, they usually only killed a few. Seeing that the situation was not good, the other demon rats immediately ran away. This was the first time in history that such a result was achieved in one go, and the harvest was the same as before.
Ten times.
In the end, the magic stones were divided equally, and each person got about three hundred.
This amount is almost what these people earn in two months, and everyone is grinning excitedly.
The most excited person was the burly blood-stained man. He looked at Li Kezhou as if he were looking at a rare treasure.
"It's perfect. There is someone in my organization who has such ability. It can be said that it will be effortless to kill the demon rats in the future. There are sacrifices in the first step and magic stones in exchange for fairy jade. We Nine Snakes will definitely be able to do it in the shortest time.
Within a short period of time, it will become the largest demon hunting group in the wilderness..."
Shadow Blade laughed and agreed: "That's right! In my opinion, in ten years at most, even if we face the Hunting God's Hundred Tribulations Demon Hunting Group, we won't be afraid at all."
The Hunting God is the strongest person in the Wild Prison, and the Hundred Tribulations Demon Hunting Group created by the Hunting God is also the most powerful organization in the entire Wild Prison.
"boom!!!"
Just when everyone was immersed in the excitement of the huge harvest, there was first a shocking loud noise in the distance, and then they saw huge waves of air.
"What a strong power fluctuation!!" Zhiye's voice was solemn.
Li Kezhou took a look and said: "It should be a very powerful Fusha Demon. Judging from the momentum, it condenses into one force. It doesn't look like it comes from many kinds of power."
Shadow Blade was shocked when he heard this: "You mean...someone is challenging the Fusha Demon alone?"
"This is impossible! Except for the six-eared demon rats that live in groups, the Fusha Demons, the weakest ones, would require ten great swordsmen to deal with them. It would be impossible for one person to challenge him alone. This is a fantasy. There is no one at all.
We can do it." The bloodstained man smiled and shook his head.
Li Kezhou was thoughtful, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "As far as I know! There seems to be someone in this desolate prison who has such power."
"You mean...Hunter God!!"
When the blood-stained man said this name, everyone's faces turned pale.
"The God of Hunting does have such power. He is the only person in the entire Hell who can challenge the Fusha Demon alone and has the strength to defeat him. Could it be that the person fighting over there is really the God of Hunting?"
"Should we go take a look?" Shadow Blade asked.
"Don't you want to live anymore? What's the difference between going to see and seeking death? Don't say just us people. Even if there are a hundred people with my level of strength, they won't be enough to kill with one sword of the Hunting God." The blood-stained man glared.
He glanced at it.
Shadow Blade smiled coquettishly: "I just thought about it, can I really go and die?"
Li Kezhou's expression changed secretly, and he said softly: "We can't do it now if we don't want to see it."
"What?"
Before everyone could react, a person suddenly appeared in front of them. This person was so fast that there was no warning at all, as if he teleported over.
Looking at the people who appeared clearly, everyone was as silent as a chill.
I saw this man, judging from the appearance, he was about forty years old, with a vicissitudes of life, cold and arrogant temperament, a slovenly appearance, and a blood-red broad sword in his hand.
"Nine Generations of Hunting Gods!!"
The Soul Breaker, who was taciturn and rarely spoke, whispered the origin of this person.