Chapter 385 Mutated Bats (Please Subscribe and Bookmark)

After his face stabilized again, he stared at a palm-sized flower swaying in the air not far away.

"Not only can I get a valuable second-level medium-grade ground flower, but I can also take the opportunity to have a deeper understanding of the strength of these mutant bats. It's a two-pronged approach, so I can't let it go easily." It didn't take long for him to make a clear decision in his heart.

"Huh" Sun Mingsheng opened his mouth wide, and a deep red spiritual fire, emitting scorching heat, sprayed directly on the stone wall.

The stone wall has been nourished by spiritual power for many years, so its own solidity is unquestionable, but there is still no improvement in the transmission of high temperature.

The scarlet spiritual fire fell on the stone wall, and its temperature naturally rose linearly. The bats that were originally roosting on it woke up from their deep sleep with a "whoosh".

These bats have always rested during the day and walked at night to catch prey to meet their needs. They were suddenly awakened in the daytime and immediately fell into a rage.

"Squeak" a large number of sharp calls came one after another. These calls from bats have the dual effects of exploring the way and locking the target as well as sound attack.

Sun Mingsheng had also had experience fighting with bat monsters in his past cultivation career, so he was naturally prepared for this early.

One after another, the sound attack threads were constantly wrapped around Sun Mingsheng, but their strength was still within the tolerable range.

After determining his position through these sound attack threads, hundreds of bats directly waved their wings and sharp and slender beaks, rushing straight to Sun Mingsheng's neck, as if they had smelled the smell of blood and were quite excited.

These mutant bats are different from the bat monsters in the Song Kingdom's cultivation world before, and they have a clear interest in the blood of cultivators.

"Fire Axe, Command" Sun Mingsheng's hands carried a huge force and turned into a ray of light, from top to bottom, directly chopping on the three stacked bats.

The Fire Axe might not be able to cope with some powerful second-level middle-grade monsters, but the bats in front of him were obviously not in this category.

Three bats that were unable to dodge and were restrained by magic power were cut in half, and their small bodies were directly broken in the middle and split into two.

The smelly, black and highly toxic blood sprayed directly on the stone wall, and some bats that were still resting were the real victims.

The blood in these mutant bats was truly highly toxic, and it dissipated like flowers scattered by the sky during the spraying process, and there was no distinction between friend and foe in this process.

These bats that were resting did not have enough resistance, and the black hair on their bodies had no use for resistance at all, so they had piercing wounds one by one, and a lot of blood dripped down.

Accompanied by waves of convulsions, they directly lost their resistance and fell into the endless abyss. It was in this way that more than ten bats were easily killed without using any strength.

The twelve flame beads exerted their strength to the fullest in this kind of battle. With a single bead as a means, whenever they met the bat monster head-on, they could easily penetrate it and kill it.

In the middle, there were a lot of scarlet spirit fires raging everywhere. This small battle area almost became a cemetery for mutant bats.

Except for some sound attacks that could still have a certain negative impact on Sun Mingsheng as a long-range means, most of these bats that barely advanced to the second-level middle-grade did not cause too much trouble in front of Sun Mingsheng.

Of course, it was inevitable that some blood of different sizes still splashed on his body, leaving wounds one by one.

The battle between Sun Mingsheng and the bats did not last long from the beginning to the end. After a cup of tea, less than half of the remaining bats had lost their courage and became sparse.

"The combat power of these bats themselves is just a surprising feature. They are relatively weak. I won't be polite with this flower in the ground." Sun Mingsheng's figure quickly crossed the space and directly put the spirit flower into his pocket.

At this time, Sun Mingsheng had a relatively clear understanding of the difference between his own combat power and the bats, so he naturally had no interest in staying here any longer.

After this stop, Sun Mingsheng thought that if he could not gain anything from the middle level, he could try the lower level.

After all, for him, the life span of the foundation-building period has passed half, and he must cherish the remaining life span and promote his own cultivation to the late stage of foundation-building as quickly as possible, so as to have more time to impact the golden elixir.

For Sun Mingsheng now, the most important thing in front of him is to promote to the late stage of foundation-building, which is not only necessary for his own cultivation, but also for the family.

In order to achieve this goal smoothly, Sun Mingsheng is naturally willing to bear certain risks, provided that he can gain something.

"Since the entrance to the underworld can have a great reputation in this huge 100,000 mountains, it naturally has a certain reason. The bat monster in front of him may be just a relatively weak existence among them. Don't be careless at all." Sun Mingsheng, who is clear-headed and firm in his heart, quickly stabilized his mood again.

The slight sense of pride and other negative emotions that had just risen in my mind disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The most taboo thing in the world of cultivation is these arrogant emotions. It seems that there is no danger at all, but it may easily kill you.

There must be a large number of monsters with outstanding individual strength and stronger threats to the cultivators themselves.

After all, according to the information he got from the jade slips, there are dozens of cultivators who die here every year, and more than a hundred. It is like a place that specializes in devouring the lives of cultivators.

Since officially entering the middle area, the stone walls here have begun to change. The number and quality of spiritual medicines grown on a large number of depressions and spiritual materials bred in the stone walls have increased linearly.

As Sun Mingsheng continued to sneak deeper into the entrance of the underworld, the strength of the monsters he faced also increased linearly. Among them, there are some huge monsters with strong physical strength and flexible enough.

"How do these monsters live freely in the narrow cracks of the ground? What do they feed on?" Questions rose in his mind, leaving him puzzled.

Whenever he encountered these monsters head-on, it meant a battle of equal strength. Sun Mingsheng's face became more and more solemn. He changed from the previous relaxed and comfortable state. He began to experience the real fear of the entrance to the underworld and faced the possible fatal crisis he was facing.

Through the tempering of these battles, Sun Mingsheng naturally gained enough benefits. He could find that some of his own defects that had never been exposed in previous battles were involuntarily exposed and were sufficiently tempered.