Please allow me to salt fish [Hong Huang]

Kunpeng flew slowly in mid-air, enjoying the scenery of the prehistoric land along the way.

But today's prehistoric is really nothing to see, because the aura is too strong, ordinary species cannot survive, and spiritual things are rare and grow slowly, and the residents of the prehistoric do not care about the environment, and the ground can be lifted up, which is naturally reflected The thing is that it is bare everywhere.

Because he offended the Dragon Clan, and the Dragon Clan has a domineering and unreasonable temperament, although he didn't leave a foothold or a name, he couldn't figure out much information about himself, but in order to avoid trouble, Kunpeng still adjusted his appearance intentionally.

The black and deep Taoist robe was transformed into light yellow by him, and the tenderness made his appearance more beautiful, and he lost a little bit of hostility that he had as an innate demon god before.

But it still looks good!

After giving a thumbs up to his incarnation taste, Kunpeng began to travel in the prehistoric times.

The two Dragon Clans I met before said that they were fighting fiercely with the Phoenix Clan, and the situation on Kunpeng Road was exactly the same.

With the vastness of the prehistoric world, he has encountered two or three battles between the two sides in just one year, and the aftermath of another battle was so great that he knew by feeling that it was at least one level higher than his own, so Kunpeng detoured from a long distance, and even went to I don't even have the idea of ​​picking up a leak. It seems that the high-level officials of the dragon and phoenix clan are fighting.

Although there are more than ten thousand peoples in the dragon and phoenix races, they are still a drop in the bucket compared to the whole prehistoric world, so even if they avoid it, he still has enough room to explore.

While flying aimlessly, while looking at his feet, when he passed an unknown mountain peak, he was surprised by the ferocity that went straight up to the sky.

Kunpeng drew an arc downward, approaching the source of the fierceness.

"Roar! Roar!"

People hear before they arrive.

I saw two ferocious beasts fighting fiercely together, showing the meaning of rage, and scattered corpses of other ferocious beasts around. It can be seen that there have been several fierce battles here, and a large amount of blood gushed out from those stumps. It came out, which aroused the viciousness of the remaining two beasts even more. The two hill-like beasts kept colliding with each other, leaving deep and visible scars on each other's bodies with their sharp minions.

Seeing the two ferocious beasts playing so happily, Kunpeng hid aside and watched silently.

Pangu opened the world, and three thousand demon gods fell.

Although the three thousand demon gods of chaos were destroyed by Pangu, after Pangu turned into a prehistoric world, the blood of many demon gods' remnants turned into ferocious beasts filled with killing intent and resentment, some of which were even comparable to Daluo Jinxian.

However, although fierce beasts only know how to kill, there are still a small number of them gathered in a group like this. After a little thought, Kunpeng knew that there might be some natural treasures nearby-the instinct of fierce beasts would allow them to plunder things that could increase their strength.

It must be a good thing to be able to attract so many fierce beasts. The last two fierce beasts are even stronger than Kunpeng in terms of combat power, but because their spirituality is blinded by killing intent, Kunpeng is naturally not afraid of fighting, let alone him now. Still in the position of a fisherman, no matter what, it is an advantageous party.

However, this battle is too noisy, it will lead to long nights and dreams, and it will attract other people, so it is better to end it as soon as possible.

Kunpengzhi must have smiled, and took out an awl that was half an arm long—this was re-refined with the weapons he had captured before and the materials he had searched all the way.

In his realm, magic weapons that can greatly improve one's strength are extremely rare, only those congenital spiritual treasures bred by the heavens and the earth, or acquired spiritual treasures with extraordinary materials, these are opportunities that cannot be sought.Therefore, Kunpeng simply took a large amount of gold and stone to refine this armor-piercing awl. Apart from its inherent hardness, it has no other miraculous powers, and it can still be barely used by those of the same level.

"It's a pity that I'm still too young, otherwise, if I have enough descaled feathers, I can refine a good magic weapon, and it must be very suitable for me." Kunpeng thought without a clear understanding of his weapon refining ability.

While regretting that he was too poor, he approached the battlefield cautiously.

If these two ferocious beasts hadn't put their minds fully into this battle, they must have discovered themselves.

Can't hesitate.

Kunpeng let go of his left hand, and the armor-piercing cone pierced through the wound of one of the beasts like lightning, and then exploded in its body.The ferocious beast let out a cry of pain, went berserk, instinctively attacked the opponent with all its strength, Kunpeng followed suit, and the ferocious beast, which was attacked by two attacks at the same time, roared and rushed towards the villain who was sneaking up behind him.

Kunpeng went to meet him, and when he shot, he knew that the beast that was blasted in his body by his armor-piercing cone would probably die.

Facing opponents with very different sizes, Kunpeng inflated instantly, and an even bigger golden-winged roc collided with the fierce beast.

With a sound of "bang", the roc was hit and rolled backwards, while the beast only retreated for a while.

"It's really simple in mind and well-developed in limbs."

Cursing secretly, knowing that he was still far behind the fierce beast that relied entirely on his body to eat, Kunpeng spread his wings and circled around without letting it touch even a feather.

I am a civilized person, how can I fight hand-to-hand, you need to use your brain to fight.

Not at all in a hurry for success, Kunpeng just circled around the fierce beast and left when he touched it.In just three breaths, a familiar dark light flew out from the corpse at the foot of the beast, and pierced into it from where its armor was weak. At the same time, Kunpeng went straight up nine days and left the battlefield.

After confirming that there was no breath of life below, Kunpeng slowly landed, and the armor-piercing cone emerged from the flesh and returned to his hand, which was visible to the naked eye by two circles.

Knowing that just penetrating the body would not do much harm to a demon god like Kunpeng, he certainly wouldn't waste it like this. Once the armor-piercing cone enters the enemy's interior, it can explode the outer layer of shell under his control. It's a pity that such a This magic weapon has a limit on the number of times it can be used, just like an onion that is peeled petal by petal, sooner or later there will be a day when it will be peeled off.

The battlefield was quickly cleared, without the interference of the beast's breath, and the clear spirit instantly became apparent.

Kunpeng came to a depression not far away, where a small tree no more than half a person's height grew, bearing an orange fruit, no more than the size of a thumb.

This is obviously an innate spiritual root, the grade is not high, and it is far inferior to hibiscus wood and ginseng fruit, but Kunpeng is very satisfied. It is not easy to get an innate spiritual root. There are not as many innate demon gods as myself, so if you grab it, you will earn it!

Carefully put away this dwarf tree, and plant it when he has a dojo. After tidying up his messed up hairstyle in the battle just now, Kunpeng continued to move forward.

The rest of the journey was uneventful, and although some spiritual objects were collected, they were not precious, not comparable to that innate spiritual root.

However, no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat. Kunpeng clearly remembered that someone had yelled madly in his ear many times: Don’t miss it when you pass by!

It should be some powerful words of wisdom!