Holding the newly upgraded sickle, he walked briskly and vigorously.
In addition to feeling comfortable in my heart, my right foot also felt extra strong, which literally meant lightness.
The bone of the Cyclops' right foot reinforces his body.
There has been an overall increase.
As for his right foot, where the external soul bone was located, he received the greatest improvement, which also strengthened his right leg.
The Cyclops can jump very far, as far as dozens of meters.
Fang Ling is not that strong, but he can also jump seven or eight meters.
Even if you don't jump and just walk, your feet will still feel like you are stepping on springs, and you will feel as if you are walking on marshmallows.
The speed is even faster than the previous full speed travel.
Half a day passed and I easily got six points.
Because we were walking in a straight line towards the outside of the forest, the levels of the soul beasts became lower the further we went outside, and they were all ten-year-old soul beasts.
In a place like this, it is impossible to encounter another unknown thousand-year-old soul beast.
If there are really so many stubborn and single-minded soul beasts, how could they still survive until now?
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As Fang Ling walked, he was surprised to find that the surroundings were too quiet.
Even the sound of breeze rustling the leaves disappeared, it was eerily quiet.
The strange atmosphere made him feel inexplicably uneasy.
Looking around, wherever you look, you can see the usual primeval forest scenery.
"I can't be so unlucky..." Fang Ling muttered secretly, his nose twitched slightly, and then his face suddenly turned dark.
There was a sweet and fishy aroma in the air.
Just a light sniff made him feel dizzy and his body weak.
poisonous?
Fang Ling quickly held his breath and took a few steps back.
This patch of grass and leaves was darker in color and looked wilted, as if they had been poisoned.
Following this thread, he found a huge black shadow swaying under the dead branches and leaves not far away, eating!
My heart skipped a beat.
His eyes were full of vigilance.
Fang Ling couldn't believe it, but when he thought about it, it did make some sense.
According to the law of conservation of luck, I obtained a precious external soul bone, and the luck I had accumulated before has been used up.
Now is the low point of my destiny, the time for bad luck.
Fang Ling didn't want to be unlucky, and he didn't want to provoke such a powerful poisonous creature.
He retreated quickly and quietly, but still alarmed the black shadow.
The shadow stopped moving and slowly wrapped around the tree.
It turned out to be a huge purple-red centipede that was 20 meters long!
Its half-meter-wide body was like a flowing purple-red river, and each section was full of power and threat.
The shell is like cast steel, not only indestructible, but also with a smooth surface.
It can reflect a cold and dim light in this forest where the light is not very abundant.
The most terrifying thing is its head. A pair of huge and sharp fangs flash with cold light, as if they can easily tear apart any creature that dares to approach.
He just happened to know this one.
A poisonous soul beast, a giant multi-legged dragon!
Every fifty years of cultivation, it grows one segment, and adds two legs at the same time.
The one in front of you has a total of forty segments and eighty slender and sharp limbs, and it is exactly two thousand years old.
The huge purple centipede was not far from him, only about thirty meters away, and it was eating happily just now.
Now he was frightened by him, and at the moment when he was entangled in the tree, he looked particularly terrifying.
A deep purple poisonous fog began to passively spread from its body, colliding with the grass and trees nearby, making a "squeaking" corrosion sound.
Even the stone seemed to be corroded away.
The decline of the forest was only a prelude, and only now has it begun to truly demonstrate the power of its poisonous attributes.
His pupils constricted and Fang Ling took a breath.
The huge pair of fangs in sight have begun to secrete deep black venom, and the slender limbs all over the body are moving rhythmically.
The weird appearance is just like those demons that have just been unsealed.
Fang Ling couldn't help but look bitter. He was just interrupted while eating, but he was so protective of his food. Was he really that ferocious?
He had finally seen the dangers of the Xingdou Great Forest!
He nervously summoned the war sickle spirit, and grasped the rough silver-white metal long handle, feeling a little more at ease.
Do you want to fight?
The poisonous fog just now was so strong, how can he resist the poison that can melt stones now?
A two thousand year old soul beast, what can it do?
There was a flash of light, and the martial spirit disappeared.
Fang Ling looked serious, kicked the ground with his right foot, jumped up, turned around and ran. Two thousand years, twenty meters, if you insist on fighting, you will die.
He ran, and the centipede took off.
The body twisted and shot out at an incredible speed, like a dark purple light, strange and swift.
Those forty pairs of slender legs all over his body are not in vain. Combined with his flexible body, his speed is extremely fast.
In an instant he was almost close to Fang Ling.
So fast!
Fang Ling realized that his speed was not enough, so he twisted his body, drew out his sickle, and opened the cursed blade to make a swift spinning strike.
The fangs covered with venom collided violently with the mirror-smooth sickle blade.
"collapse--!"
In an instant, a huge roar broke out.
The result was not surprising, Fang Ling was defeated and retreated.
He was at an absolute disadvantage in the confrontation between the two sides and was knocked away with a "bang".
At the moment of collision, he actually felt as if his martial soul was creaking and was about to shatter.
You know, this is a mid-level war sickle martial spirit that has just been upgraded to Lv4, and its toughness specialty has also been upgraded to Lv4!
If it were still Lv3, it would definitely shatter on the spot.
Fortunately, it happened when I upgraded to Lv4. Is this one of the few consolations?
Fang Ling tried to find joy in the midst of suffering.
The next moment, the centipede's legs danced rapidly and moved forward at lightning speed.
Ao Ya bit the sickle and shook his head wildly.
The sickle blade was almost twisted and shattered by the huge force.
The sickle disappeared instantly. Without being hit by the death swing, Fang Ling recalled his martial spirit at lightning speed and dodged backwards.
This thing is fast, powerful, aggressive, has a strong attack, and is also very poisonous.
It is a genuine and powerful thousand-year-old soul beast, and cannot be compared to a stubborn and brainless beast like the Cyclops Antelope.
For this kind of soul beast, the terrain has no effect at all.
If he wants to escape, he has only one option: to divert the trouble away, let the two tigers fight each other, and then act accordingly.
Thousand-year soul beast, we must get another thousand-year soul beast!
This is where the problem lies.
Originally, it was located at the border between the hundred-year and ten-year soul beasts. After walking straight outside for a long time, it turned out that this place was completely inhabited by ten-year soul beasts.
Where can I find a thousand-year-old soul beast that can fight against this centipede?
Fang Ling's heart sank.
Quickly transfer more soul power to the right foot.
It was really thanks to the external soul bone sent by the Cyclops that saved his life, otherwise his body would have been cold by now.
Although it's not cold yet, it's almost there.
Fast, but not fast enough.
The chance of survival that the Cyclops' right foot bone had bought him was shrinking.
There is no way out if you insist on holding on, but if you run away you might find a glimmer of hope
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(End of this chapter)