Chapter Forty-Ninth Young and Strong Do Not Work Hard

"Cough, this is Black Fang's opponent." Zhu Minglang was also embarrassed, because he didn't say it in advance.

Bai Qi scattered all the snow and ice, still looking boring, and fell back to Zhu Minglang's shoulders. During the process of falling, its figure was slowly transformed into exquisite, and all around were those who looked like snow. Feathers that melt in the air.

"Let's find another prey, at least we have better bait on hand." Zhu Minglang comforted Black Fang.

"Oh~~~" Hei Ya was a little aggrieved, but in fact he was also a little bit shocked.

An opponent who he thought was an equal was killed so easily.

Zhu Minglang walked towards the horrific corpse of the pseudo-dragon. To be fair, he didn't fully see what he looked like.

Extending his palm, Zhu Minglang started gathering souls and making pearls again. This is a monster with a strength close to the dragon child, and it may be a dragon ball that condenses out of it.

If it is Dragon Ball, I will make a fortune!

Dragon Ball has a certain chance of transforming those young spirits with the aptitude of Hidden Dragon into dragons. For dragons who are already real dragons, it is also a great nourishment, and it is possible to awaken the power of blood and innate abilities.

Xiaobaiqi's Canglong Mystery Art still hasn't awakened. It is very likely that the blood pulse of its Starwind Binglong has lost the blood of Yinyue Yinglong.

But Bai Qi's main bloodline is Yinyue Yinglong, and Canglong Xuanshu and Canglong talent should be stronger abilities.

If the subsequent feeding is not awakened, Zhu Minglang considers relying on Dragon Ball to assist.

But Dragon Ball has always been valuable... especially Bai Qi is still a dragon general.

"Strange, why is this pseudo-dragon more soulless??" Zhu Minglang saw the brown soul energy.

But the soul energy was so weak that it almost turned into a wisp of fog. Zhu Minglang had already worked very hard to collect souls, but in the end, only a fake dragon soul bead of inferior quality was produced.

The fake dragon soul beads can also be sold for some money, but the quality is so poor that it feels like they will be blown away by the wind.

"How could this be?" Zhu Minglang was puzzled.

A 500-year-old pseudo-dragon whose strength is close to the dragon child level, how can the soul bead be so unbearable, obviously there is no problem with his own methods.

At the moment, Zhu Minglang opened the book of soul-picking and brewing beads that he carried, but he did not indicate the situation he encountered after reading the entire book...

"Could it be that the soul was scattered by Bai Qi?"

"The ghost of the ghost dragon I saw just now looks like it's torn apart..."

"Does it mean that the strength of high-level creatures is too strong, and it is easy to destroy the body and soul of low-level demon spirits, and the soul is too broken, and the soul beads obtained by the dragon priest when gathering souls and making beads will be particularly inferior."

"In this way, when you see high-quality prey, it's best not to rank it."

Zhu Minglang is still very perceptive. After reviewing some fragmentary records in the book, combined with the current situation, he came to this conclusion.

Mulong is also a university question.

Zhu Minglang feels that he still has a lot to learn.

In the past, all casting arts and pastoral arts were Zhu Minglang's supplementary studies, and he didn't care about it at all. Now he regrets it a little bit.

The young and strong do not work hard, and the loss is in front of you.

How can you only eat one bowl of rice, isn't it more fragrant with several dishes?

...

"Yu~~~~~~"

Bai Qi went back to the spiritual realm to sleep, probably because it was impossible to have an equal opponent in this forest.

The same is true.

This is an unremarkable big forest, how can there be dragon-level creatures.

Thousand-year-old demons, I am afraid that they also live in deeper depths, they did not intend to drill into that kind of place when they came out to hunt this time.

The appointment of the academy and the city-state, Zhu Minglang let Hong Hao help him see it, and there are not many jobs that require the action of a dragon general-level pastor.

The general level is indeed very strong in the Ancestral Dragon city-state.

Where can there be commensurate appointments all the time, so Xiaobai wants to practice his skills, the opportunity has to wait.

For Zhu Minglang, it is very lucky to be able to appoint a dragon general with good income within a month or two!

Appointments with low remuneration are not impossible to do, but somewhat outweighed by the gains.

The energy consumed by any dragon after the battle is very large. Regardless of whether it is injured or not, the ingredients that need to be replenished after the battle will be multiplied many times.

Now Zhu Minglang has a limited amount of nectar from the Frost Snow Tree, so he can support Xiaobai to fight with all his strength at most once. If it is wasted on some small appointments, on the one hand, the dialogue will not be of value, and on the other hand, he may not even be able to earn the money for the nectar. .

So, don't look at Xiaobai's wings, snow and ice, gorgeous and domineering.

In fact, it's all about money...

...

Heiya is also quite savvy, and he only used Zhu Minglang to use fishing law enforcement once, and he is somewhat familiar with it.

Drag the bloody corpse of the pseudo-dragon and place it in some obvious demonic place. Compared with the blood-drinking hairy beast, this pseudo-dragon with a cultivation base of 500 years of demonic beast has great effects on many old demons in the mountains. temptation.

"Should be able to catch a bigger prey. With the Soul Orb, we've returned with a full reward!" Zhu Minglang said to Black Fang.

Big Black Fang hid his big and fat body behind a thin trunk, and nodded his head there, looking like he was also looking forward to the prey being hooked. Who knows that his entire ferocious and ruthless body is basically exposed. outside.

"呓~~~~~~~~~~~~"

A long groan came from above the dense canopy.

Zhu Minglang raised his head, trying to find the figure of the creature, but after a while, he remembered the same cry, which sounded like some kind of ferocious bird.

"Pfft puff~~~~~~~~~~~"

The smell of blood permeated the surroundings, and the raptors hiding above the tree canopy flapped their wings and had already found their prey, their eyes sizing up among the dense pine leaves.

These raptors are cautious and observant, and soon, they spotted the existence of the black tyrannosaurus.

Just when Zhu Minglang thought that these birds in the forest would retreat in spite of difficulties, suddenly several vigorous figures swooped down from the canopy and passed over the corpse of the bristle-thorned pig pseudo-dragon at a very fast speed, sharp and sharp. The incomparable claws tore off a large piece of meat on its body!

"No, put away our bait!" Zhu Minglang hurriedly shouted.

The black tyrannosaurus also realized that the pseudo-dragon he used for fishing was going to be snatched away by this group of raptors, and immediately released the dragon power and rushed towards the group of shameless raptors.

Zhu Minglang recognized these birds of prey as a group of vultures. They often hovered over the vast forest. His eyes could pass through the layers of green leaves to observe the creatures on the ground, and he could smell more than a dozen times with his terrifying sense of smell. The smell of blood from miles away.

Whenever a creature is injured, this group of cliff vultures will hover in the sky, while consuming the physical strength of the prey, while calling for their companions to gather, when the time is right, they will make a thunderous shot and bite the injured target to death!

Cliffs are extremely dangerous creatures, even a powerful demon is afraid of them, their appearance means that they are very close to death!