Chapter 145 The World of Treasure

"Hey, it's your fault... so hard-working?" Zhuo Tian laughed.

The wind camel lightning twisted its buttocks and walked to the forbidden array of raising golden ice leaf cicadas, put down the golden ice grass in its mouth, moved its mouth that seemed to be cramped a few times, and threw the grass into the array one by one.

Huh? Is there something wrong with this product? If you usually run to yourself oilily and flatter yourself... Why don't you throw the golden ice grass in together and do something like this? What's your mood?

Zhuo Tian stared at the wind camel and didn't want to go to find a flug bottle outside the tower.

The wind camel was uncomfortable with lightning. After a while, suddenly a large bundle of golden ice grass threw into the array, picked up the remaining dozen green grass and turned around and ran away.

"Fuck! Don't run!" Zhuo Tian finally understood what was going on and chased after him.

Isn't it easy for a practitioner to bully a four-level ordinary monster? Zhuo Tian grabbed the tail of the wind camel at the gate of the tower and didn't let it go out, and pulled it back with enough spiritual power.

"Show me what it is, you fucking good..." Zhuo Tian discussed kindly.

The wind camel ran out, but under Zhuo Tian's magic power, his claws were randomly and his body did not move at all. He was so anxious that he wanted to turn around and take a bite.

Zhuo Tian found in an instant that the guy foamed in his mouth and was excited.

"You fucking dead bird! It's clear that you have eaten too much spiritual grass. Why don't you practice and upgrade in the tower quickly? Why do you run out? Is it still a spiritual grass in the mouth?!"

The wind camel was even more shocked when he heard this and suddenly did not struggle.

Fuck, it's not good! No one knows this product better than Zhuo Tian. He would rather support his ** body than give the spiritual grass to others. He obviously wants to swallow it together.

Just as Zhuo Tian wanted to use his old plan again and knocked on the head of the camel, suddenly there seemed to be a big stick behind him, with a gray shadow, which hit the head of the camel. The camel shook twice and fell into a coma.

The thick and long stick flew back and landed on the ground. Zhuo Tian looked at it, but it turned out to be a gray spear snake village...

"Fuck, this dead foodie almost killed himself! Do you still want to eat after foaming at the mouth? Zhuo Tian wiped his sweat and said, "Xiaozhuang, well done!"

The gray-spotted spear snake waved its tail and swam aside.

Zhuo Tian walked to the front of the camel, broke its big mouth, and took the dozen spiritual grasses in front of him to check carefully... What?! Fuck! It's more than 600 years of spiritual grass! Wait... Zhuo Tian's eyes are round, and there are still three thousand-year-old spiritual grass?!

How can the small thousand world products of the demon tower be so rich? Such a difficult treasure has been found so much by a fourth-order monster... This is not a handful of leeks. Is it really found by this guy?

Think about it again... It seems that this demon tower has been banned for some time, and the greatest damage to spiritual grass is the practitioners. Due to the large number, many decades and hundreds of years of spiritual grasses are about to be dug up, unless it is a remote and inaccessible place, the production may be more abundant... ...And no one has entered his demon tower for at least 100,000 years. According to Yan Xinggong, he may have artificially sown many seeds of spiritual grass here before, so after so many years of reproduction, it is no wonder that it has not become a big medicine bank!

"Haha! Haha!" Zhuo Tian looked up and laughed wildly. This small world is Laozi's world. I am the master here. Isn't everything here all mine?!

In excitement, he picked up two six hundred-year-old spiritual grass and gave them one gray-spotted spear snake and one hidden beast. He looked at the wind camel and sighed that this guy's life was really big. With its qualifications, will it burst his body after eating the thousand-year-old spiritual grass? ... Anyway, I don't think it's just foaming at the mouth.

Should I learn to make elixirs? According to old Yan, it's a pity that eating spiritual grass like this is equivalent to eating barley. The effect of the medicine is only more than 30%, and the medicinal insects and spiritual grass here is so rich that it's a fucking pity not to use it!

Well, you must study hard. Isn't Yan Xinggong boasting that he has a unique secret to alchemy? ... Shit, what this old man said should be true! Zhuo Tiantian realized that didn't this old man also have a demon tower? No wonder he can cultivate three practitioners, and he doesn't go out to rob, but casually goes to play with the elixir...

So many herb worms...

Zhuo Tian couldn't wait to go to Wan Yaolin again. As long as he caught the monster and sent it to the tower, he had more soldiers and upgraded very quickly. In the future, he didn't have to take action if he saw anything like Hao Cheng, and so on. A group of monsters besieged them to death.

I don't know what's going on with the worm bottle outside. Let's take a look.

In addition to walking more than 100 feet at the south gate, I didn't expect to see a small insect mountain, which is more than five feet high.

Zhuo Tian circled around a few times, and his heart was secretly worried... It can't always be like this! So many worms have to be dispersed by themselves, and then carry away a small pot, which may be less than 1%, and then find cherished spirit worms or medicine worms in this small pot. The harvest rate is simply too low. Sometimes it's just a jar of ordinary grasshoppers, beetles, centipedes and s, scorpions and so on...

By the way... Aren't those monsters that match your bloodline very obedient? Even the wind camel that coveted the golden ice leaf cicada didn't steal it. Maybe you can try your own iron-winged glutton worm? The intelligence of demons and insects is the lowest. After adding their own blood to meet the prohibition, they may be more obedient... At least they won't have their own ideas and what to do bad things behind their back, right?

After returning to the demon tower, his mind moved, and a bright light flashed in the transmission array, and the black iron-winged glutton worm the size of a fist had fallen to the ground.

Zhuo Tian reached out and grabbed it and came out of the south gate of the demon tower to the Chongshan Mountain.

He was cruel again and thought, just think of it as an experiment. Even if all the insects, whether they are spirit insects and demons, don't care if they are all eaten up. At worst, it's better to put a less worm bottle.

After the prohibition was fit with divine thoughts, he casually threw the iron-winged gluttony worm on the insect mountain.

I didn't know that the worm mountain was like a piece of paper blown by the strong wind. All the flying insects flew up, covering the sky and flying away like a locust in the air.

And those reptile insects also fled in all directions. For a moment, the insects rolled, and the ground was full of mobile troops.

The iron-winged glutton worm has time to escape in the future, and the slow crawling insects have cleaned up a small open space in front of the jar in an instant.