Chapter 316, Fighting

"Although there is no essence now, the medicinal power accumulated for ten thousand years is still there. As long as there is a breath of monk who takes a breath and feeds it, he can return to the soul immediately. Even if he is seriously injured and does not die, at least he can leave his last words and so on. If it is used to combine medicine..., I guess it is unlikely that there are several that can be used with ten thousand years of snowy mountains. The spirit of ginseng medicine, this kind of thing, even in the eyes of high-level monks, is a rare spiritual treasure, how about it?

The spirit entered the hand and was sent into the storage bag by Zhu Peng without hesitation. For the Snow Wolf King, this is an absolute chicken rib that he dares not eat and is a pity to abandon. As long as its refined and perfect Zhenyuan is slightly increased, it will definitely build a foundation. At that time, it will only have one way to commit suicide, because this spiritual realm is empty. After being destroyed by the robbery and thunder, it also died, and had to pull the whole snow wolf group to be buried with it.

But this kind of spirit is different for Zhu Peng. Whether it is frying, stir-frying, cooking or frying, it is a big spiritual treasure. The ginseng spirit grass is the most nourishing the body vitality, nourishing the kidney and strengthening the yang. It will always be the favorite thing of body monks and obscene men. Well, I mean Zhu Peng is a body monk. He has great love for this treasure, not to mention the day. After the prosperity of Houxiandao, there are many spiritual objects that can be combined with ten thousand years of ginseng, not to mention everywhere.

Originally, Zhu Peng wanted to refuse and raise his face, but after seeing such a spiritual treasure, Zhu Peng directly hugged the meat ball wolf and said, "Follow me in the future. Whether it is skill, elixir or experience, I will not lose it. Although the outside world is also full of murder, I will try my best to ensure that it is comprehensive. Please rest assured."

These words are already Zhu Peng's sincere honesty. He doesn't say that he will risk his life, because a ten-thousand-year-old snow mountain ginseng is far from making him risk his life, but at least within his strength, Zhu Peng will try his best to protect the moon.

The Snow Wolf King obviously heard the frankness and sincerity in Zhu Peng's words and nodded with satisfaction. The priest can do his best, and it would be difficult for him to really grow up without the bloody rain. My son Cangyue will entrust it to you.

One thing has been done, and the atmosphere between one person and one wolf is obviously better. In the wolf nest surrounded by countless snow wolves, Zhu Peng will not have anything to tease the wolf king, but has sent his favorite son into Zhu Peng's hands. The snow wolf king is also intimate and thickening the feelings of both sides. Therefore, the guests are happy and angry for a while. The atmosphere is particularly harmonious.

If this is a banquet on earth, I'm afraid the two of them have drunk countless times. Unfortunately, this is the top of the Snow Wolf Peak. Even the Snow Wolf King can't take out Zhu Peng's favorite food, and I'm afraid that few of the dry food and fruits in Zhu Peng's storage bag can be liked by the wolf King in front of him.

Therefore, after talking about a few common topics, a person and a demon fell into an awkward silence. Neither Zhu Peng nor the Snow Wolf King were the kind of lobbyist who could believe countless words on all sides. He couldn't find other words. The Snow Wolf King simply stopped thinking about it. He turned his head slightly with some difficulties and swept his deep eyes. In the distance of Snow Wolf Peak, there is a place where lights and candles loom in the dark.

The next moment, the Snow Wolf King said something that made Zhu Peng stunned. That's great. The power of the monk finally came in again." Er, in any way, you, who are almost the lord of this ancient spirit realm, shouldn't say such a thing. Won't the intrusion of outside monks threaten your ruling foundation and kill your people? Although puzzled, Zhu Peng still has to continue this topic, because the Snow Wolf King has said that it has two things to ask Zhu Peng. In addition to the Cangyue incident just now, the Snow Wolf King should have one more thing to deal with Zhu Peng.

In Zhu Peng's view, it is nothing more than the invasion of the ancient spirit realm by human beings. On this high snow wolf peak platform, Zhu Peng can almost see every fierce battle in the distance. The snow wolf family is really tough. They play almost all under the deployment of their own wolves. The terrible cooperation of the ancient military array echoed each other. You advance and retreat, and thousands of snow wolves are like one, bringing great killing and injury to the monk group that invaded the ancient spirit realm of Snow Wolf Peak.

Although the individual combat power of the monks is much stronger than that of the demon wolf of Snow Wolf Peak, and there are countless secrets, arrays and powerful magic weapons, there is no doubt that they are more than one or two orders of magnitude worse than their opponents in cooperating with each other.

At most, it is the limited cooperation between brothers and brothers who are good in the same family. If you are in the camp of other monks, I'm afraid you have to put most of your energy behind your back to prevent being plotted to attack. For example, the monks of the Liexin Shura Sect accidentally walked into the defensive formation of Su Nu'an. At that time, the heart consumed by his defense around him. I'm afraid the spirit is more than the spirit consumed by the snow wolf.

If the female monk of Su Nu'an falls into the defensive position of the Liexin Shura Sect, then the female monk with more than five floors may directly pounce on the dense wolves. It would rather make such a nearly suicidal breakthrough than join hands with the monks of the Liexin Shura Sect.

In this case, there are bloody battles everywhere, and there are killings everywhere. Although there are several monks with high combat strength to support the facade, the damage of the monks is still a lot at all. Compared with the casualties of snow wolves, it has reached 1 to 17. For every 17 demon wolves killed on average, a monk must be buried with them, and this At that time, Zhu Peng also saw a bloody monk dressed in white, almost all of whom were blending with the mountains, ice and snow.

Compared with the snowy mountain practitioners who have not much war experience, the bloody monks have eaten a plate of bloody meat on the battlefield one by one. In terms of their own cultivation, they may not be much better than the monks of the snowy mountains, but in terms of unity and mutual trust, they are even more exaggerated than the snow wolf in the snowy mountains. Everyone concentrates on dealing with the situation in front of them, leaning on each other into a sword array, like a meat grinder that is gradually dyed red, quickly stranging the demon wolves who rushed into their sword circle. The horror and efficiency, and even the Xuefeng demon wolves who killed them fearlessly showed fear one by one by one.

"Those monks in white with swords are all your subordinates. They are all very good young people. They may have a little low cultivation, but in swordsmanship, they already have the taste of "blood" and "killing". They are quite like your three-point sword, and they are bold and decisive."

I don't know when Zhu Peng and the Snow Wolf King have moved to the edge of the Xuefeng platform, looking at the firelight and killing from afar, showing a sense of demagogy in the dark night. Although he was praised by a terrible demon, Zhu Peng didn't mean to be happy at all.