Chapter 457 Hundred Beast Pill

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 ore in the forest and personally made two copper hammers using the earth-smelting method. Although the skills of forging and alchemy have been sealed, there is still no problem in refining some basic iron tools, and the instinct of memory is still there.

Wu Chong trained Wu Chong for a full half month with the three-hundred-pound pumpkin hammer. Carrying it in his hand was like carrying two reinforced and weighted versions of the giant pumpkin, which was quite exaggerated.

"Jiji. Zhizhiwuwu!"

As soon as Wu Chong finished practicing, the rabbit spirit ran in from outside, pulling him and screaming at the top of his lungs, as if he wanted to say something. It's a pity that this guy can't speak, and Wu Chong couldn't understand its foreign language for a while. But seeing how eager it was, 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 over.

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? Isn't it just to snatch the spiritual grass and turn it into a demon? After waiting for so long, I finally got the spiritual grass.

So without saying a word, he walked over with the hammer.

Along the way, he saw many irrational beasts, including wild boars, black bears, and even the roc, which he usually rarely met, took action. Those who dare to compete are these beasts. In comparison, Wu Chong, the big herring, seems a bit out of place. If it weren't for his exaggerated height and two big pumpkin hammers, he would have been squeezed out long ago.

A big wild boar that had lost its mind hit him from behind.

Rabbits and fish, such weak creatures also 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 sweep. There was only a loud bang, and the whole ground shook. Even a blind bear didn't dare to break the wild boar that was charging at such a high speed. 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 on it and continued to move towards Lingcao. This time no wild beast 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 another A white elephant with gleaming fangs.

The three ferocious beasts are all filled with demonic power!

No wonder the rabbit spirit before was so excited. These monsters all regard eating spiritual grass as a way to improve their strength. Unless you are extremely lucky, any powerful spiritual grass will be protected by similar monsters around it. This made Wu Chong feel troubled. He originally thought that those who came to compete were 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 are always 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. The three guys in front of me are obviously the type that exceeds the standard. For example, the black python can crush a five-meter-high granite with just one twist of its body. The snake scales are like steel, reflecting the cold light. The white jade elephant is even more exaggerated. Its limbs are like pillars, and its pair of white jade fangs will hurt or kill anyone who touches it. No one dares to confront it head on. The roc bird in the sky is waiting for an opportunity to make a sneak attack. Every time it strikes, it is Crucial.

The ferocious beasts that died on the periphery were basically the work of these three guys.

"Jiji?"

The rabbit spirit's voice became much softer.

Even it could see that those three guys were not easy to mess with. Each of them had a demonic aura and looked like they were no match for them. With its small body, when it rushed up, it was definitely delivering food.

"Walk."

A hero is one who knows the current affairs. Master Wu has never been a master of passion. If he has an advantage, he will definitely strike hard. Once things cannot be done, he will leave more decisively than anyone else. Most importantly, he smelled something wrong.

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 wasn't the reason why he retreated. The most important thing was that he found some randomly placed stones beside the spiritual grass.

Formation!

The demons may not recognize it, but Master Wu, who has super perception and human insight, 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 towards the spiritual grass. These were all trying to turn into monsters. Spiritual grass attracts monsters, especially those who have not yet transformed into monsters. They are not afraid of death just to gain the slightest possibility. Perhaps many years ago, the three monsters inside were also one of them, but the three of them were lucky and succeeded.

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 looked 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.

A thunder suddenly 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 core three monster beasts 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 was particularly clear in the night sky.