Bug Master In Doomsday

Fortunately, the corpse of this tiger is not small. Even though Gu Jiao’s dragon claws have stabbed many bowl-sized holes, it can be spread out with a bedroom-sized tiger skin. There are many complete areas, at least a few can be done. A suit of clothes!

Wang Mang threw the blood-stained tiger skin into the Panlong ring, planning to find a good weather in two days, and nitrate the tiger skin, the wolf skin and the snowy white skin.

Especially the snowy white and soft leather, Xiaoying must look very beautiful on it. Wang Mang grinned at this thought, showing a smile, and the scimitar in his hand was folded and replaced with a smaller dagger. It took a lot of effort to pry off the four sharp teeth of this gorgeous tiger, and the demon pill in the head was also dug out.

Wang Mang was willing to waste the remaining flesh and flesh, the corpse, this was the corpse of the monster beast at the top of Tier 5, or the corpse of a tiger king! What made Wang Mang a little puzzled was whether it was because Gu Jiao killed the tiger. It was obviously that the colorful tiger of the king beast did not directly turn into streamer when he died!

Wang Mang summoned a group of flying insects and parasitic leeches, and rushed towards the tiger's corpse. His serrated mouthparts struggled to absorb the essence of life between flesh and blood, and kept going back and forth between the corpse and the worm sac. Wang Mang sat on a large rock , Looking at this scene like a bee collecting nectar, he seemed to have thought of something and smiled,

I remember that when I had obtained a large number of life essences before, it was the same, but at that time, after a giant snake was killed by an eagle, the half of the snake body left behind also contained extremely abundant life energy!

Wang Mang sat on the rock and waited for half an hour before the corpse of the tiger, the size of a small building, shrivelled and withered. After another ten minutes, the flying insects and parasitic leeches that went back and forth finally stopped!

Wang Mang looked at the life essence stored by thousands of insects in the worm sac, and immediately opened his mouth with joy. The life essence contributed by the tiger demon corpse at the top of the fifth order is half a water tank!

The corpse of the tiger demon that has been drained of life energy is like a piece of rotten wood, just a breeze, and the shriveled corpse is like dust flying in the wind, turning into the nutrients of the forest it once dominated.

Seeing this, Wang Mang stretched out comfortably, a step forward, and the black wings instantly unfolded. After a few flaps, Wang Mang flew into the clouds.

And the two people hiding underground in the grass, seeing Wang Mang flying away, staggered out with a painful expression, "Oh, brother Han, my legs are numb, and I can't walk!" The fat was uncomfortably pulled up, clutching the thin shoulder, trying to lean against,

"Damn, you get out of my way, and I don't weigh my 250% weight. I'm as thin as a stick, do you still expect Laozi to be caught by you?!" The thin man also patted his legs uncomfortably and saw the fat man. Wanting to lean on himself, he hurriedly hurriedly avoided a few steps.

"Brother Han, then you can help me, let's go to the wasteland and have a look, it seems that the black man didn't take away the corpse of the wild wolf!"

"You look at your fat arms and his mother is almost thicker than my waist, and want me to help you? Go away," The thin man saw the two wolves on the wasteland, the awkward corpses, the corners of his mouth Grinning, showing a big yellow tooth, and trotting over with inflexible legs and feet, the fat man behind was also anxious, enduring the pain of the tingling of his legs and feet, and chasing after the thin man, "Brother Han, wait for me! "