Chapter 1142: The practice of animal training and special blood

Chapter 1142 The Law of the Beast and the Special Bloodline
Wang Xian’s eyes swept around and looked at the six holes and the weak people went to one place, with some slight taboos.
Even if these holes are so severely injured, they can still kill him.
. "Go, if they dare to attack, I will help you revenge!"
Feng Xiao looked at Wang Xian and smiled. The arm waved around the phoenix that she circled and went directly to Wang Xian.
The phoenix circling around him, and if someone attacks him, the phoenix can resist it for the first time.
Wang Xian nodded helplessly, the flame phoenix around the whole body, his body shape, flying directly in one direction.
"bump!"
Wang Xian’s arm slid directly toward a sculpture, making a sound of impact, and the sound rang throughout the hall.
His shots made the other six holes look strong.
"The trough!"
However, what made the six holes weaker was that Wang Xian’s attack fell on the sculpture and did not break the sculpture.
Wang Xian is also full of mistakes, his face is a little black, just now he has exerted 60% of the power.
"Oh, waste!"
"Hey, a garbage dare to come in!"
The sound of two taunts came, making Wang Xian more embarrassed and his face black.
"Amount, some sculpture positions are solid and hard to destroy!"
Feng Xiao saw Wang Xian's sly look and said to him with a funny voice.
Wang Xian almost wants to vomit blood.
The six strongmen of the Dongxu level turned their heads disdainfully. They saw Fengqi breaking through the sculptures and trying to break them.
And, they all look at each other, once there is a treasure, it may be the time of battle.
Wang Xian slightly raised his eyebrows and his eyes began to change.
The sinking mud of this sculpture is too strong, and he simply watches it with scorpion.
There is no other energy in the mud, which is able to penetrate and see the inside.
"Why is there only one drop of blood in every sculpture? What is the use of these blood?"
Wang Xian looked at the sculptures and frowned.
All kinds of fierce beast sculptures, flying in the sky, swimming in the water, running on the land, two legs, three legs, four legs, and even more than a dozen legs, is like a beast sculpture exhibition hall.
Wang Xian saw one after another beast sculpture, there is nothing in it.
"what?"
Suddenly, Wang Xian glimpsed a glimpse of his eyes, looking at a beggar on the ground, ten meters in size like a crocodile.
In the center of this beast, there is a liquid, half a meter of liquid with a crystal luster.
"This is the blood of the beast, it should be super 9th order!"
Wang Xian’s eyes were filled with fiery light. His arm moved and slammed directly toward the sculpture.
He did not break it all, but blasted a half-meter-sized hole.
"Got!"
Wang Xian’s eyes are filled with joy, the superb nine-order beast blood, worth nearly 10 billion Chinese spirit stone!
However, when Wang Xian broke open the sculpture and saw the situation inside, he suddenly became stiff, and the blood of the beast inside was gone.
Can not say that it is not seen, but completely dried up, there is no trace of vitality.
"Ok?"
Seeing that Wang Xian broke open a sculpture, everyone around looked at it.
Wang Xian did not pay attention to the eyes of a group of people around him, and the sculpture completely broke the fist.
No, it really is gone.
In his sight, the blood of the beastly animal is full of vitality. At this time, there is no life in it.
Everyone around saw nothing inside, and immediately turned his head and attacked the sculpture in front of him again.
They waved and broke a dozen sculptures directly.
They dare not make too strong a power, and if there is a treasure inside, then cry.
"what?"
Suddenly, an exclamation sound came from the side, attracting everyone again.
"Dry blood, but still a lot, this will not be the blood of the beast or the beast? Is it a long time and then lost its vitality?"
The sturdy man of the Xingyue Kingdom squinted at the large, dry blood next to him and said with a calm face.
His words immediately made everyone's face look awkward.
The hundred patrol old man is good at taming the beast, and the animal trainer is related to the blood. He has a beast and a beast. The blood of the beast is very normal, but if the blood of the beast is not long, it will die and become ordinary blood.
"Damn, there won't be nothing!"
In the wind whistling kingdom, the third-order strongman's face with a black face is forced to wave, and dozens of sculptures in front of him are directly broken.
There is nothing in it, but one of them has a large chunk of dried blood.
This scene, including the face of the phoenix, is black.
However, Wang Xian looked at this scene with a look of contemplation on his face.
how could this be?
He clearly saw that the blood of the beastly beast full of vitality, how to open it directly into the blood of the dry?
It’s impossible to see the wrong light dragon. It must be a problem.
Wang Xian looked at the dry liquid in front of him, and looked at the one next to him, meditation toward the front.
After tens of thousands of consecutive views, Wang Xian’s eyes fell in front of a sculpture of a winged bird and a beast with a shimmering glow.
In his sight, in the belly of this four-meter-sized bird sculpture, there is a liquid, half a meter in size, exuding vitality.
Flower Bird Bird Blood: Super 8th Order
"Yes, this is impossible to be wrong. There is nothing wrong with that!"
Looking at the information feedback from the system, Wang Xian carefully looked at the sculpture of the flower bird.
The slender neck flies upwards, the sharp mouth, and the eyes are as real as real.
The feathers on the body are vivid, even the position of the butt, only the position of the butt, leaving a hole, but the hole is blocked by feathers.
Wang Xian looked at the hole and smoked his mouth. He touched the feather next to the hole and slammed it with a force.
Looking at this hole, Wang Xian fell into meditation.
"Hundreds of old things should not be so big?"
Wang Xian shook his fist slightly, and there was an urge to hit someone.
"Mom, go see, if it's not what I think, I will ruin you all!"
Wang Xian blackened his face and waved his arm, pulling all the feathers in front of the hole.
He figured out and went straight into it.
"This..."
The hole-powerful person who can sense any traces of clues around him saw Wang Xian actually went straight into it and smashed it!
"This waste!"
"Oh, the strength is too weak to break the sculpture, come here to shame, this kind of garbage, I want to slap a shot!"
"fool!"
The three caves of the Xingyue Kingdom are ridiculed and ridiculed.
Wang Xian’s situation has alleviated their irritating feelings. After all, a clown is giving them a show!
"Haha, you are a group of fools, a bunch of waste!"
In the heart of Wang Xian who entered the sculpture, he couldn’t help but laugh wildly.
He did not think that the taste of the hundred patrol old people is really so heavy!
(End of this chapter)