An evolutionary game starting from Suolongjing

I'm not going to stay on the ground anyway.

He simply spoke out everything he knew.

Listening to Rakshasa's narration, Zhang Ke's eyes flickered.

It was indeed as he thought. Deep in the earth, under the intertwined network of earth veins and water veins, there was a world. The Rakshasa could not tell what this place was originally used for.

But starting from the fifth generation, this place has become a garbage shelter.

It receives all kinds of troublesome monsters and monsters that are difficult to kill; or land that was abandoned due to natural disasters and man-made disasters; accidentally wandered pieces of the divine realm, the land of the underworld, and the blessed land.

Thousands of years have passed,

The world below is also becoming more and more vast and boundless.

Of course, the origin of this world is not important.

The most important thing is that the collapse of the legal system on the earth has minimal impact on this world.

Because of this, in the Song Dynasty and Yuan Dynasty, masters of Yin Shen and above were constantly going to investigate. At that time, it was said that the world below was strange and strange, and monsters were born. If everything stayed there for a long time, it would be assimilated into Yin damage. Habits. Bloody weird stuff.

Therefore, this world was classified as a forbidden area, and the news about this world was originally only spread on a small scale. After the war, it became even more secretive.

As for the current situation of the Ming Dynasty, Rakshasa doesn’t know.

It actually doesn't want to, but the situation is getting worse.

At the moment, except for a few famous mountains and rivers, other places are so short of inspiration that they can hardly raise a clan of transformed monsters.

But most of the famous mountains and rivers have owners, and the human race feels that there are not enough of them. There is no place for other species, let alone ghosts like it.

Instead of sitting around and watching yourself weaken and die day by day, it's better to go out and fight. As long as you can still live, it doesn't matter what you become to a Rakshasa.

Sounds like a miserable ghost

However, Zhang Ke expressed doubts about Rakshasa's ghost character, and the authenticity of the story has yet to be confirmed. The only real thing is that Rakshasa really wants to go on, which is consistent with Zhang Ke's goal. In this way

"? Why are you staring at me? We are just exchanging interests. Don't think about doing more for you!"

Sensing the silence in the atmosphere, Rakshasa hurriedly called out: "I'll save my life, and you can take control of the Sanggan River. This is just equal. No matter how much, it won't be impossible. Is this dragon corpse a bastard?"

"Let me take a few bites and taste it. How about I take another one with me when I leave?"

It seemed to feel that its proposal was quite good, and it even winked at Zhang Ke.

"Um"

After listening to this proposal, Zhang Ke also fell silent, and he had to admit that he was indeed a little moved. Two yuan more and two yuan less would not be enough anyway, and he had never thought about resurrection. In this case, selling two pieces of meat , let Rakshasa bring another one to die with him, wouldn’t it be a bad idea if you think about it?

It's better than the last time, when this guy almost cut me off from the waist with all my bones and flesh.

Rakshasa didn't rush him either.

But Zhang Ke reacted faster. Anyway, the property in the game cannot be withdrawn from reality. He has no psychological burden if he trades with himself: "I can't trust you!"

"I am"

"But it's useless!" Zhang Ke interrupted Rakshasa's argument: "I can't trust you, can you trust me?

In this case, let's do it the human way. I'll appoint the person, give you a deposit first, you do it, and then I'll give you everything before I send you off! "

"Then I want one hundred pounds of meat and thirty pounds of bones!"

"Twenty pounds of meat, no bones!"

"That can't be done. Do you think everyone in this Sanggan River is as easy to talk to as me? Besides," Rakshasa looked up and down and sneered, "You must be in a hurry too, right?"

"We can't seize Sangganhe's divine position as soon as possible. When the news gets out, whether it's evil cultivators, demons, or even experts from the Buddhist and Taoist families, they will come looking for us. Tsk tsk, a dragon son with pure blood!"

"Then I'll give you half of it, but I won't give you a bone!"

Rakshasa's eyes widened: "You"

"If not, let's have a fight!"

Zhang Ke opened his mouth slightly, revealing the dragon ball hidden deep in his throat: "The fish is dead and the net is broken. Even if I give up this body, I can at least capture most of the Sanggan River!"

"That sixty kilograms, no matter how little it is, I can't do it!"

"It's not new flesh and blood."

"In this case, whoever you want to do is up to you, and I will never bargain in this regard!"

"Fifty-five pounds, fifty-five pounds, if this doesn't work, then do it!"

There was silence for a long time, until Rakshasa was about to fall out, so Zhang Ke relented and agreed with it and started to pay the deposit.

But when it comes to the choice of deposit, Zhang Ke directly picked a bunch of minced meat.

In the previous cooperation with monks and Taoist priests, these minced meats that could not be pieced together were used to extract dragon blood and make elixirs. Now they were just packaged and thrown to Rakshasa.

When I got it, I weighed it and found that it weighed more than ten kilograms. Only then did I relax.

Although he still had some thoughts in his heart, he was very kind on the surface.

Can you be nice? This is dragon meat!

Although it is minced meat, it is also a good treasure for making elixirs or trading with aquatic tribes!

If this were before the Song Dynasty, when the Dragon Clan of the Four Seas was still there, only the immortals and gods in the sky would dare to use this thing. Wouldn’t you really think that the Dragon Clan is a loach that can be manipulated by others, right?

I don’t know which old dragon is blind, pokes a stone or a lump of elm wood, and can give birth to something that sells itself.

I complained in my heart but it didn’t hinder Rakshasa from working.

Taking advantage of Zhang Ke, it also became serious.

First, the corpse pit upstream suddenly boiled. The corpses drowned in it began to bite and devour each other as if they were under control. The pus and blood flowing out quickly stained the corpse pit, but it did not spread under the control of the Rakshasa.

After about an hour of touching, the movement in the corpse pit gradually became fainter. At this time, the Rakshasa sucked in the direction of the corpse pit, and the bound pus and blood suddenly swarmed in and poured into the Rakshasa's bloody mouth.

Not far away, Zhang Ke watched helplessly as it expanded rapidly as if it had eaten chemical fertilizer.

It expanded from the initial height of three to five meters, and finally grew to more than twenty meters tall, with red hair and blue eyes, and the appearance of a ghost face and a human body.

The dark and skinny body was swollen at this time, the muscles were beating clearly, the two pairs of sharp claws were flashing with a terrifying cold light, and the strong corpse aura on his body made Zhang Ke's eyebrows twitch wildly.

This is the true form of Rakshasa.

While he was a muscular warrior, he also carried corpse poison that he had suffered from before and a plague that he had not seen last time.

Fortunately, Zhang Ke didn't give it a chance to transform last time, so it should be considered one of his own this time, right?

Under Zhang Ke's wary gaze, Rakshasa had no intention of breaking the contract. Instead, he asked Zhang Ke about his target, then turned around and rushed into the river, downstream, and rushed toward the target with the poisonous energy all over his body.

And who else could Zhang Ke's target be besides Zhu Polong?

As for Rakshasa, he has also arranged a place for it to go, pollute the river water, and fight near human towns. Does it still want to live?

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