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"The black bear is dead!"

Zhang Xiaoshan's figure flashed and fell like a wisp of smoke. His feet landed steadily beside the black bear's body. He lowered his head slightly and looked.

I saw the black bear lying on the ground, motionless, spitting blood.

Then, Zhang Xiaoshan stretched out his hand and waved it gently, and a white light the size of a cherry appeared above his fingertips.

The spiritual light descended quickly and sank into the black-haired bear's body.

hum!

After a moment, four drops of blood the size of soybeans, shining with a faint luster, were seen floating in the black bear's body.

"Four drops of the Black Bear's blood essence. One drop of blood essence can help refine one Qi Accumulation Pill, so four drops of blood essence can refine four.

good! "

The corners of Zhang Xiaoshan's mouth rose slightly, revealing a satisfied smile. As he spoke, he quickly reached out and took out a porcelain bottle from the space bead, and carefully put the four drops of essence blood into it.

Then, he put the porcelain bottle in his arms, took a look at the black bear's body, and said, "

The corpse of this black bear is also a treasure. Eating its flesh and blood in moderation can help me practice."

After saying that, he waved his hand and put the black bear's body into the storage bag.

"Find the next exotic beast and continue collecting its blood."

Zhang Xiaoshan thought in his mind, glanced around, selected a direction, lightly tapped the ground with his feet, jumped up again, stepped on the branches and leaves, and rushed towards the depths of the forest.

At the same time, he looked left and right, paying attention to the movements around him, hoping to spot another strange beast.

Half an hour later, Zhang Xiaoshan came to a forest near a valley.

He glanced around and saw a shallow pool of water in the valley ahead, and next to the water, there was a golden water python about three meters long.

"Hmm? One-horned anaconda!"

Zhang Xiaoshan's eyes lit up, he was delighted, and he jumped up and quickly moved over.

Without any hesitation, the magic spell in his hand changed, and a sharp green vine technique instantly flew out and hit the one-horned water python directly.

The unicorn python sensed the danger and immediately raised its body, opened its mouth wide, and prepared to spray venom, but its speed was no match for Zhang Xiaoshan's.

"Roar!"

With a scream, the one-horned anaconda fell to the ground and lost its life.

“This one-horned water python is a low-level exotic beast and cannot withstand the fierce attack of my Qingteng Technique.

The power of my spells now is at least six or seven times stronger than the fireball spell I used to cast."

Watching the unicorn anaconda die instantly, Zhang Xiaoshan raised the corners of his mouth, whispered something, and quickly walked to the side of the unicorn anaconda.

After hesitating for a moment, he skillfully extracted seven drops of blood from its body and put them into the porcelain bottle. Zhang Xiaoshan said with a smile: "

Yes, there are seven drops of blood in the body of this one-horned water python, which is three drops more than the black-haired bear's body.

These seven drops of blood essence are enough to assist in refining seven Qi Accumulation Pills."

Having said that, he put the body of the unicorn anaconda into his storage bag and continued walking through the forest.

With a smile on his face, Zhang Xiaoshan walked lightly through the woods, glancing left and right, observing the movements around him, as if looking for his next prey.

"Aww...aoww..."

When he was crossing a dense forest again, suddenly, he heard several loud wolf howls from the forest far ahead.

"Ok?"

The moment he heard the sound, Zhang Xiaoshan was startled and immediately stopped, then jumped onto the branch of a big tree like a ghost.

He pricked up his ears and listened carefully, trying to determine the direction from which the sound came.

"That was clearly the howling of the Silver Moon Wolf. It looks like there is another strange beast out there. I can collect its blood essence again."

After a moment, Zhang Xiaoshan's eyes lit up, he was delighted, and whispered softly.

Without hesitation, he leaped up and landed steadily on the ground. Then, with light steps, he sneaked towards the direction where the sound came from.

After walking more than two thousand feet through the woods, Zhang Xiaoshan noticed something, stopped and looked.

Through the gaps between the woods, I saw a patch of grass in the woods ahead. There were more than a dozen fallen trees around it, sporadic flames, and traces of burns on the ground.

At the same time, among the messy grass, there were two bodies of Silver Moon Wolves, about ten feet long, lying on the ground, spitting blood from their mouths and obviously having just died.

At the same time, there was a middle-aged man wearing a green Taoist robe, with disheveled hair and messy clothes, who was fighting with a two-meter-long Silver Moon Wolf.

boom! boom!

The middle-aged man waved his arm, and an orange flame shot out like an arrow.

The Silver Moon Wolf's eyes flickered, and it opened its big mouth, spitting out a green tornado.

The tornado rushed out and collided violently with the flames, instantly making a loud bang.

The flames scattered everywhere and the tornado was completely dissipated.

boom! boom!

In just four or five breaths, the middle-aged man and the Silver Moon Wolf had fought for more than ten rounds.

At this moment, the middle-aged man frowned, his hands trembling slightly, and stared at the Silver Moon Wolf closely.

Roar!Roar!

The Silver Moon Wolf growled repeatedly and looked at the middle-aged man with the same vigilance.

“The man’s attire doesn’t look like that of a cultivator from Maple Forest Town.

He was able to fight with a mid-level Silver Moon Wolf many times without losing, so it seemed that he was at least a sixth-level Qi Refining cultivator.

However, if the fight continues like this, it looks like this middle-aged monk will have a hard time holding on."

Zhang Xiaoshan hid in the dark, watching all this, thinking to himself.

Immediately afterwards, the middle-aged monk fought with the Silver Moon Wolf for more than twenty rounds, but still failed to kill the Silver Moon Wolf.

Zhang Xiaoshan was secretly delighted and whispered softly:

The power of this middle-aged monk's fire spells is obviously getting weaker and weaker. If I am not mistaken, the spiritual energy in his dantian must be almost gone.

It is impossible for him to kill this Silver Moon Wolf. In this case, I must get this Silver Moon Wolf!"

After saying this, Zhang Xiaoshan no longer hid, walked out of the woods, quickly approached the middle-aged monk, and shouted loudly: "

Fellow Daoist in front, I think you can no longer defeat this Silver Moon Wolf, why don’t you let it go to me?”

When the middle-aged cultivator heard Zhang Xiaoshan's voice, he was startled and quickly jumped up to create a safe distance between himself and the Silver Moon Wolf, then slightly turned his eyes.

He saw a young man leap up and approach him quickly. He, who was originally alert, suddenly relaxed a lot.

At the same time, the Silver Moon Wolf seemed extremely alert. Sensing something was wrong, it turned around and jumped, quickly dived into the woods and fled away.

"Where did you come from, you little brat? How dare you ruin my good deeds? Are you tired of living?"

Seeing this, the middle-aged monk said angrily.

Although he knew that he could not kill the Silver Moon Wolf, he was extremely unwilling to let it go.