I have a clone in the world of monsters and beasts

Zhou Shouxin, who was stunned, was not as quiet as he appeared on the surface.

'He hid his cultivation! He is actually at the fifth level of Qi refining! The middle stage of Qi training! '

'But in the middle stage of Qi refining, you can actually kill the golden-threaded black-shell scorpion in the late first stage? ! '

'Is it possible that the disappearance of Wei Qingfei and Wei Qingfei is related to him? '

While shocked, he couldn't help but think of the missing Wei Qingfei.

At the beginning, he really never thought that Wei Qingfei's disappearance might be related to Yun He, a "weak" and "bullied" spiritual beekeeper.

But before he could think about it further, Yun He, holding the golden evil sword, walked towards him with a smile.

Only then did he suddenly remember.

It seems that in order to avoid being chased by the golden-threaded black-shelled scorpion, he used the method of diverting trouble from the east.

"Cough, cough, cough."

Zhou Shouxin wanted to speak, but he only spat out a mouthful of blood.

Although he narrowly escaped death, the pincers of the golden-threaded black-shelled scorpion did seriously injure him.

Seeing Yun He getting closer and closer.

He struggled and swallowed.

Finally, he reluctantly swallowed back the blood surging in his throat.

"I"

Swish! !

Zhou Shouxin felt his neck go cold, and hot liquid gushed out from his neck. He couldn't say anything anymore.

With deep reluctance and disbelief that has not completely faded away, he struggled towards Yun He and grabbed his hand, which slowly fell to the ground.

Yun He took back the Golden Evil Sword and shook it gently.

"I'm sorry, I actually don't have much malice." Yun He said softly, "It's just that I don't have a clear idea until you die."

After putting away Zhou Shouxin's storage bag, he did not immediately try to erase the spiritual brand, but immediately returned to the body of the golden-threaded black-shelled scorpion.

Although there is the residual aura of the golden-threaded black-shell scorpion here, and ordinary monsters dare not approach it at will, there is no guarantee whether there are equally powerful or even more powerful monsters in this forest.

Yun He tried to use the Golden Evil Sword to split the body of the golden-threaded black-shell scorpion.

But even though the golden-threaded black-shelled scorpion was dead, and what he was cutting was the cartilage where its carapace joined, it still felt very hard and extremely difficult to cut.

'The level of the Golden Evil Sword is a bit low after all. '

As his cultivation level increased, the first-level low-grade magic weapon seemed to be insufficient for him.

'It's time to change.'

With the help of the red-striped spirit bee, it took a little more time to complete the decomposition of the golden-threaded black-shelled scorpion.

Five larger and complete dorsal carapace pieces were obtained.

A pair of hard and powerful pliers.

And a tail heavier than a chain.

'I wonder if I can forge a weapon in addition to a defensive magic weapon. '

Looking at the pair of pincers and the scorpion tail, Yun He was thoughtful.

But he soon gave a negative answer himself.

It would be great if a well-preserved remains of a demonic beast could be forged into a decent magical weapon. The result of splitting it into two may result in the meaning of the two magical weapons being slightly different.

'Fortunately there are plenty of storage bags. '

Yunhe felt that maybe in a while, he could become the legendary "Eight Bags Elder".

After filling two and a half square storage bags, and then partially filling them with two square storage bags, I finally put away all the gold-threaded and black-shelled scorpion bodies.

If the red-striped spirit bees hadn't eaten most of the scorpion meat, they probably wouldn't be able to hold it.

After cleaning up and briefly cleaning up the scene, Yun He stood up and left quickly.

Night falls in the west.

Night in the mountains always comes earlier.

'Where to go? '

Yun He couldn't help but think as he shuttled between the woods.

'Go back to Hejianfang City? '

This was the first thought that flashed through my mind.

'No, if Wang Jinglan doesn't go back or dies, I'm afraid I won't get any good results if I go back. '

There are many people who know that Wang Jinglan left with the four beekeepers.

If Wang Jinglan died, no matter how he explained to the Wang family when he returned, they probably wouldn't listen and would instead vent their anger on him.

'Why don't you go back to Hejianfang City? Go to Hongye City? '

The closest place to Hejianfang City where monks are active is Hongye City.

But Yun He, who had seen the dangerous mountains and forests full of monsters today, doubted whether he could reach Hongye City safely.

You know, Liu Hongyong's brother Liu Hongyuan, a first-level high-grade Talisman Maker, died on the way to Hongye City.

'So, should we find Wang Jinglan first? '

Facing a mid-level first-order giant python, Wang Jinglan, who possesses an impressive magical weapon, shouldn't be able to defeat it.

"Cuckoo-"

The sound of the owl sounded, announcing the official arrival of night.

Yun He's steps gradually slowed down.

"Instead of thinking about what to do next, let's think about how to spend tonight."

The mountains and forests at night are much more dangerous than during the day.

Yun He raised his hand, and a red-striped spirit bee flew close to him and stopped in his palm.

Listen to the message delivered by the red-striped spirit bee.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

"it is good."

With a wave of his hand, the red-striped spirit bee landed in front of him and led the way forward.

The moon and stars are rare.

The bright moonlight casts a thin layer of white gauze over the mountain forest, and scattered white spots are scattered under the shadowy forest leaves.

Under the leadership of the red-striped spirit bee, they soon arrived at a mountain col.

What appears in front of you is a cave that is obscured by dense vegetation, with only some dark gaps exposed.

'The grass on the ground is messy and there are no traces of footprints, and the covering vines also grow naturally. This cave should not be the cave of some monster.'

Approach slowly.

Gently push aside the covering vine leaves, and a ray of moonlight shines in.

buzz-

Suddenly, the familiar sound of flapping wings came from the cave.

Immediately afterwards, a fist-sized spirit bee appeared in Yun He's sight.

Seeing Lingfeng, Yun He was slightly startled.

Increasingly loud buzzing sounds came from inside the cave.

"It turns out that the Spirit Beehive is here."

He was a little surprised when he reacted.

'Is it because the spirit bees are naturally attracted to the red-striped spirit bees that they found this place? '

This is a good thing for Yunhe.

The spirit bees are not very aggressive, and their combat capabilities are negligible compared to the red-striped spirit bees. The cave where the spirit bees live means that there are no other dangers inside.

This is the thought.

Yunhe made a secret to summon the red-striped spirit bee.

Red clouds gathered, and the spirit bees in the cave became obviously restless.

As the red clouds invaded, the cave was buzzing continuously.

Yun He stood outside the cave and looked up at the moon.

Thin clouds rolled up and dispersed, but they could never block the moon's brilliance.

'Under the mundane world of Toad Palace, the splendor is exquisite and slender. Weaving all things into existence, weaving to enlighten spiritual wisdom'

Yun He, who had the body of a monster, couldn't help but sigh.