Otherworldly Demon King List

Chapter 8

Cut off the flesh of the "Howling Pig" and put it all in his right hand.As for those pig blood, pig bones, etc., no one wants to throw them on the street, so what do you want to do here?
What Xia Hu wanted purely was to fill his stomach with pork.

No way, "Blood Howling Pig" and other ranks are too low, except for the core, the rest are basically useless.

After taking care of everything, Xia Hufang slowly climbed out of the trap.

Then, follow the path back to the cave.

Because, day, it's getting dark.

When it was dark, it was the time for the Soul-devouring Beast to come out of its cave to look for its prey. At that time, the group of demons danced wildly and the beasts carnivaled.

And the dark night is also the best time for those mercenary teams who enter the dense forest to hunt and kill the soul-devouring beasts, and bloody battles will start here.

Therefore, in order to avoid being affected, Xia Hu must rush back to the cave before dark.Otherwise, alone, he would only become the food of those soul-devouring beasts looking for prey.

The figure in the purple robe walked quietly in the dense forest.

In three days, Xia Hu, who was under the test of life and death, naturally learned a lot of skills, hiding and judging the smell of the soul-devouring beast.

These are what he has accumulated and learned in three days.

And, don't forget that he has "Picture of Identifying Beasts".

The above clearly introduces the work, rest and living habits of the Soul-devouring Beast. With it, Xia Hu can have a good foresight and know where and when to hide herself from being discovered by the Soul-devouring Beast.

With dark eyes, through the dense branches and leaves of the low bushes, he carefully looked around with vigilance and caution.

Only after finding nothing abnormal, the purple-robed figure bowed his waist, and with the help of the bushes and dense branches, he moved forward quickly, just like the ace mobile phone in the special forces—sniper, shifting positions and switching to the next sniper The place is like that, silently.

It was as nimble as a cat, and this was the result of Xia Hu's training after being chased and bitten by the 'Soul-devouring Beast' for two days.

Therefore, Xia Hu didn't dare to wander around for nothing like before, and was almost swallowed by the "Blood Shadow Demon Wolf". Instead, he became very cautious, like a hunter who has been shuttling through the deep mountains and old forests for many years.

However, Xia Hu didn't think there was anything to show off about his ability to hide.

He mistakenly believed that he was getting more and more timid and afraid of death, and he didn't have the demeanor of a generation of heroes at all.

Let me ask, is there any hero like him who knows how to be afraid of death and how to hide?Which hero is not in charge of three thousand disciples under his sect, who charge forward on the battlefield, live and die for war?

Thinking about Xia Hu, he felt a great loss of face. According to himself, he might as well stop being a hero.It's not bad to be a coward, at least you don't have to die.

The blood yang is gradually slanting eastward, the sun in the underworld is somewhat different from the sun in Xia Hu's lifetime, the sun in the underworld rises in the west and sets in the east, while the sun in the yang world rises in the east and sets in the west.

Darkness gradually approached from the west.

Originally, the dense forest was as silent as death.

At this moment, it was gradually swallowed by the darkness, and it looked more and more gloomy, as if the demon's "blood feast" had begun.

The purple-robed figure lurking among the crowd poked his head out like a fox, looked at the mountain range not far away like a dragon with his dark pupils, heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, and murmured: "It's almost here!" .”

After the murmur was over, immediately, he continued to bury his head and use the cover of the bushes to sneak towards the mountain range.

But within a few steps, there was a strong smell of blood in the air, accompanied by a feces-like smell, slowly wafting from a distance.

Moreover, the speed at which the stench disperses sweeps through quickly.

After a while, Xia Hu saw poisonous green mist floating around in the dark dense forest.

As soon as he smelled the stench, Xia Hu remembered a page of introduction in "Picture of Identifying Beasts"——

The hundred poisonous grass thunderclap, in the juvenile stage, it is a high-level soul-level "soul-devouring beast"; when it grows up, it is a high-level demon-level "soul-devouring beast"; when it matures, it is a high-level demon-level "soul-devouring beast".

Devouring the same kind and poisonous weeds, its nature is fierce and violent, and its poison will kill you.

There are a hundred pairs of feet and a hundred joints in the body.

The first tentacles are shaped like thunder.

Mouth with fangs, like sawtooth.

Its shell is as hard as steel, its bones can be used to forge poison knives, its organs can be used to make poisonous drugs, blood can be used to coagulate explosive charms, and its heart can be used to make soul pills.

The meat is brewed, the tendons are forged and locked.

In short, almost the whole body of the hundred poisonous grass thunderclap is full of treasures.

Much better than that blood howling pig.

Of course, it was also much more powerful and terrifying than that blood howling pig.

Facing such a monster, Xia Hu knew that the 'Blood Shadow Demon Wolf' who chased and killed him back then could only become his meal.

What's more, if the current self is discovered by the hundred poisonous grass thunderclap, it is estimated that what awaits him is the word 'death'.

As for killing the hundred poisonous grass thunderclap and taking its treasure, please, Xia Hu can't even think about it.

According to the stench emitted from the Hundred Poisonous Grass Thunderclap, he can be sure that this Hundred Poisonous Grass Thunderclap is at least at the advanced level of the demon class, that is, it is a 'soul-devouring beast' in the growth stage.

It is easy to kill Xia Hu, as long as a drop of venom, his bones and flesh can be rotten, and the place where he died will be turned into thick blood.

"Hundred Poisonous Grass Thunderclap!" The shock and horror in my heart can be imagined, Xia Hu never thought that she would be unlucky to meet such a monster.

I can only hope that the hundred poisonous weeds will not find me, as long as I lie here quietly and don't move.

In the air, the smell of blood mixed with feces was getting closer and more intense, which made Xia Hu feel like vomiting.

But because the crisis was approaching step by step, he didn't dare to make too much noise, he just pinched his nose unwillingly and tried his best to endure.

"Long! It was shaking violently like something terrible, and the magnitude of the vibration was getting bigger and bigger.

It feels like deep in the ground, there is a destructive force that wants to break through the surface.

Xia Hu knew that the hundred poisonous grasses and thunderclaps were already very close to him.

Through the bushes, he could clearly see that the tall trees in the distance were falling down one by one, as fragile as straw.

The smoke and dust soaring into the sky is the arrogance of the hundred poisonous weed thunder scorpion.

Leaving a mess along the way.

In the dark night, the bewitching blue moon sheds soft moonlight, shining on the huge body of the hundred poisonous grass thunderclap.

It wasn't until this moment that Xia Hu was shocked to discover just how huge the thunderclap was.

A huge body of more than ten feet, covered with layers of hard shells like armor, with strange black lines reflecting the cold and strange light under the blue moonlight.

The single horn that is as sharp as thunder is shining with a cold light on its forehead.

The two lantern-sized scarlet blood eyes were full of cruelty, bloodthirsty and cruelty, like buried explosives, which might explode at any time.

Then, the pair of sharp claws, which were as sharp as spears, ruthlessly penetrated into the ground, leaving a hole three meters deep and one meter wide.

Such a monster, even those mercenary teams who often live a life of licking blood, are not willing to meet it, let alone fight with it.

Seeing it, those mercenary teams had no choice but to take a detour.

After all, the venom of the hundred poisonous grass thunderclap is quite frightening.

(End of this chapter)