Ding Xiaoyi and Wang Jialiang were like hunters and hounds, groping forward carefully.
The reason why they were hunters and hounds was because Wang Jialiang's clumsy steps made Ding Xiaoyi furious.
After being taught several times, he finally managed to master how to walk silently in the jungle.
Although it's for his own good.
However, Ding Xiaoyi still apologized to Wang Jialiang afterwards.
Ding Xiaoyi felt a little embarrassed when he thought of the scene where he almost jumped up and knocked open his elm-like head.
This is the reason after the rebirth. After the rebirth, his thinking became clearer, and there were earth-shaking changes in mastering learning.
So after seeing Wang Jialiang teach me several times but still not learn it, I can’t help but feel a little impatient.
Of course, thinking about it afterwards, Wang Jialiang has actually learned very quickly, at least much faster than he did before.
Now it is the first time for the two of them to truly enter the disaster-level spiritual space.
The creation here is quite perfect.
Whether it is climate or temperature, there is almost no difference from the real world.
There are four directions: east, west, north and south, and the environment in each direction is different.
Just as the dwarf analyzed before, the environment in the south is far more complicated than in other directions, but it is also a natural hunting ground.
The trees here are quite tall and straight, more like those ancient spruce trees in the reserve that are hundreds of years old.
The distance between trees is very large, and there are thick leaves on the ground.
Even shrubs rarely grow, let alone grass.
Some places may look like flat ground, but once you step down, you may find yourself in a swamp that eats people but doesn't spit out bones.
There is still a thin layer of fog around, but if you look closely it seems that it is not there, but after you relax your attention, this fog will come back to you unknowingly, as if it has never left you.
Fortunately, this space is a space without any consciousness.
Although perfect, there is no master to control it.
Otherwise, I'm afraid they wouldn't be so relaxed now.
Wang Jialiang took a deep breath and felt the cold air entering his alveoli.
The oxygen it carried was released, but there was still an indescribable faint odor in the air, which did not give people a refreshing feeling at all.
"Tell me, when can we reach this level of power!"
Wang Jialiang sighed in his heart.
There are many masters at the evil spirit level, but they are all old men with gray hair and vicissitudes of life, and are about to rot.
Among the few third-generation spiritual masters, the youngest evil spirit master is undoubtedly the third-generation spiritual master of the Wang family, Wang Wei.
He is extremely talented and has been nurtured by the resources of the Wang family.
But he only reached the peak of evil spirits at the age of forty, and was still one step away from disaster level.
A genius like him is still like this, but he...
Ding Xiaoyi patted him on the shoulder: "Don't be discouraged. In fact, you are making rapid progress. As long as you continue...continue to communicate with your psychic creatures, your speed may not be much slower than him!"
Of course, what he said would not be a lie to Wang Jialiang.
No matter whether the people in front are geniuses or idiots, at least in my eyes, these people are just going around in circles.
Without mastering the correct method, they will be surpassed by Wang Jialiang sooner or later.
"Well, I will definitely do it!"
After being encouraged, Wang Jialiang nodded heavily. At this time, he suddenly felt something stepping on his feet. He lowered his head and frowned involuntarily.
After he pushed aside the leaves under his feet, he saw a dark arrow firmly embedded in the soil.
"arrow!"
The two looked at each other and immediately took precautions. After carefully looking around to make sure there was no one around, Ding Xiaoyi carefully pulled out the arrow from the ground.
"Click!"
He pulled hard with his palm, and cracks appeared on the stone on the ground, like spider webs on the surface.
This shows how powerful this arrow is when it penetrates the stone.
After Ding Xiaoyi looked at it carefully, he handed the arrow to Wang Jialiang.
This arrow is made of metal, looks quite sharp, and has a triangular shape, with a blood groove cast on the sharp top.
But on the sharpest tip of the arrow, a completely different material is used.
"The material of this arrow is military steel with very high strength.
The arrows are made of special materials that can suppress psychic energy, and the craftsmanship of the arrows is definitely not something that ordinary factories can produce."
Ding Xiaoyi can still distinguish military-grade materials very clearly.
"What do you mean..." Wang Jiali's conscience sank. He probably knew something about smuggling.
Too many families in the reserve took desperate risks and traded some contraband to foreigners for the psychic materials produced in the eastern bay.
There are even fallen spirit masters crossing the bridge and setting up lines.
The benefits are beyond imagination.
Ding Xiaoyi said nothing, squatting on the ground to observe the indentation and direction of the arrow hitting the stone, then turned around and turned his gaze to a huge ancient tree opposite the indentation.
He adjusted his standing posture, closed one eye, and looked carefully through the thin white mist.
Only a wisp of light was seen, flickering from the middle of the ancient tree.
Looking back again, I found that there was an ancient tree behind this faint light.
Suddenly, Ding Xiaoyi looked surprised.
"Master! Top master!"
Hearing this, Wang Jialiang stepped forward and imitated Ding Xiaoyi. After careful observation, his face gradually darkened, and he said in a harsh voice: "Fuck, this guy is at least the evil spirit level!"
There is a hole in the middle of these two ancient trees that require at least six or seven people to hold them round.
Comparing the oblique angle of the cave, it is exactly on the arrow under their feet.
You can imagine how powerful the arrow shot by the opponent is.
Wang Jialiang couldn't help but wonder if he would be able to dodge this arrow without dressing up as a woman.
What Ding Xiaoyi thought was different from him, but it was similar.
"What will happen if this arrow hits me??"
The scene even appeared in Ding Xiaoyi's mind. His eyelids twitched, as if he thought of something, he pulled Wang Jialiang forward.
Follow the trail of broken trees around you.
Sure enough, not far away, the two of them stepped forward at the same time and looked at the corpse hanging on the tree in front of them. Their expressions were extremely ugly for a moment.
Hanging on a big tree were six corpses, both male and female. Without exception, the corpses had been stripped of their clothes.
Cut off the head.
They even used a knife to write a bunch of crooked names on their corpses.
Cutting off the head is a trophy, taking off your clothes and writing your name is even more humiliating.
Seeing his comrade hanging on a tree like this, Wang Jialiang's eyes instantly turned red: "I fucked his ancestors!"
As he said this, Wang Jialiang went forward to untie the body.
But just as he was about to move, Ding Xiaoyi pulled him back.
"Don't move, this is a trap!"
Ding Xiaoyi's pupils shone with the light of spiritual energy. As he glanced around, the thin white mist in front of his eyes gradually disappeared, and the world became clear.
Almost invisible threads surround the trees, like a large net, quietly waiting for prey to come.
This trap is not fatal, and you won't even feel it if you don't pay attention.
But this just shows that the other party is an excellent hunter, and he seems to enjoy the process of chasing his prey.
"You want revenge!"
After Ding Xiaoyi observed carefully for a moment, he asked Wang Jialiang.
"I won't be able to forgive my hatred even if I am cut into pieces!"
Wang Jialiang's eyes were red, he was really murderous.
Ding Xiaoyi nodded. The opponent was a powerful evil spirit master who was extremely good at hunting.
Not to mention that Wang Jialiang is only a top-grade soul-wounder. His level is one level lower. Even if he is at the same level, it is difficult to kill such a master, let alone in this environment.
The opponent can easily take advantage of it.
But unfortunately, people who are good at hunting are not only the other party, but also themselves.
Being able to hunt down such a master made Ding Xiaoyi look forward to it.
He stood up slowly. In Wang Jialiang's confused eyes, he looked up and down at the black casual clothes Wang Jialiang was wearing. After thinking about it, he asked: "You... have worn rubber coats?"
