Zhao Sen smiled, "If you don't have the chance to try it, it's really unreliable."

The rookie nodded thoughtfully, and he picked up the bow from his back, "I wonder if the deputy group of the God-Slaying Deputy Team would like to compete with me?"

What? The competition again? Zhao Sen was helpless. He waved his hand, "Rookie, I think we should put the evil bow first, and you will talk about it later!"

A trace of disappointment flashed in the rookie's eyes. He bowed his back and looked at Zhao Sen, "Okay, I'll get it first."

Zhao Sen nodded, a trace of white light appeared on the rookie's body, and the figure gradually faded.

Cheng Jue came over and looked at the hazy sky, "I really don't know when the rain will fall."

"We have lotus leaves, so we don't have to walk!" Hormone smiled.

"That's right, Cheng Jue, you are so heavy, are you afraid of slipping when walking?" Yihen Qingtian laughed.

Zhao Sen walked over and looked at the four people, "Let's go to Fenlang Valley first, I still have a lot of tasks that I haven't done."

The four nodded without objection. As for Qilinxiu, Zhao Sen had asked him to wait in Fenlang Valley before and observe whether there would be any movement in the Demon-killing Ao Blood Guild.

Xiaoxi summoned the lotus leaves, picked up the four of them, and flew towards Fenlang Valley.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and even faint thunder came from afar. The lotus leaves of the Moi Creek passed through a forest, and the bright green made people shine.

"Boss Feixiang, what is that?" A swordsman who was doing the collection work watched the green whizz by.

The man who was also doing the collection work next to him raised his head, his beard and his face was sallow, "What?"

"It's gone long ago!" The swordsman glared at Feixiang unhappily.

Feixiang smiled, said nothing, and continued to sort out the medicinal materials in his hand.

"You said, who will win when the Evil Bow and the God of Zhu tomorrow?" The swordsman turned his head and said to a strongman who saw wood beside him.

The strongman saw the wood and laughed, "That's what it takes? He is definitely the boss of the evil bow! Killing the gods is nothing!"

The swordsman also smiled, "I think so too."

"Not necessarily." Feixiang walked over and looked at the strongman and the swordsman, "Nothing is absolutely true."

The Lishi and the Swordsman looked at Feixiang, "Boss Feixiang, what do you mean? Are you talking about garbage from our guild? Is the benefits given by the Mad Soul Boss is not good enough?"

Feixiang smiled, turned around, and continued to sort out and collect his medicinal materials, "I'm just talking."

"Just talk, I'm just talking about anything. Every time I pick so many medicinal materials, I just pick only good ones. I say I can do it well, but when I refine them, I'm all ruined. I really don't know what I'm holding in my mind." The swordsman muttered with the strongman beside him.

Feixiang bit his lips tightly and his face turned pale.

Fenlang Valley western suburbs.

At this time, there were only a few people in the western suburbs, with storms and thunder and lightning.

The endless grassland is like the flowing hair of monsters, with rain falling, and a lightning or two flashes of lightning passes through the gray sky from time to time, making people feel like they enter the ghost realm. There is no peace and quiet on a sunny day.

Alpani sat at his iron table, a black umbrella suspended in the air, helping him cover the raindrops.

Zhao Sen opened the taskbar and looked for the pink antler flying eagle. A yellow cursor appeared. He walked towards the grassland, and Yuxi and others followed.

The grass and various tall plants blocked Zhao Sen's view. He carefully pushed away the grass and bent his waist. Since it was raining, it was impossible for the pink antler flying eagle to wander in the sky, and most of them returned to the bird's nest in the grassland. Of course, this increased Zhao Sen's chances of winning by hunting.

Sure enough, there was a pink feather in the gap between the grass not far away. Zhao Sen walked over quietly. In the gap, there was a grass nest. There was a big pink bird that was tall and tall in the grass nest. Its hook-like mouth and strong figure. The only thing that was unique was that its bird legs were very strong and its toes were like iron claws. At this time, the pink antler flying eagle closed its eyes, as if sleeping to rest.

Zhao Sen tightly held the beast head pin and signaled Vivian Xi and others to prepare.

He quietly hid his body, slowly spreading away the grass, and the warm breath of birds came to his face.

Zhao Sen saw the back of Feiying's head and moved forward a small step again.

The pink antelope is still sleeping tightly.

Zhao Sen held his breath and raised the beast head pin.

At this moment, the pink antel flying eagle suddenly opened its eyes, and its gray vertical pupils actually reflected Zhao Sen's appearance, but it was just a shadow.

With such a high perception, I can actually see the hidden me!

bark!

The pink antler flying eagle roared lowly, and it suddenly stood up, and its thick legs made people feel palpitations.

Kill the thorns!

Zhao Sen suddenly burst out like a flexible monkey, aiming at the brain of the pink antelope flying eagle and stabbing it!

The thorns drilled out of the grass nest, bound the feet of the pink antel flying eagle. The beast pin was deeply inserted into the back of its head. With a puff, the pink antel flying eagle actually flapped its wings and flew up! Zhao Sen tightly held the dagger and did not dare to pull it out. It watched the pink antel flying eagle flying eagle flying higher and higher, and gritted its teeth.

Xiaoxi and others, standing outside the grass nest, were stunned by the sudden change. Zhao Sen's dagger was inserted into the head of the pink antelope flying eagle, and was thrown around by it, and could fall down at any time!

The wind twists!

Yihen Qingtian raised his staff and tried to transfer Zhao Sen, but the pink antel flying eagle seemed to know Yihen Qingtian's idea. It flapped its wings and flew to a higher place in the sky. The twisting distance of the wind's twisting was too short and ineffective!

At this time, Zhao Sen had already calmed down. He grabbed the feathers of the flying eagle with one hand, kicked his feet hard on the belly of the flying eagle, and rode steadily on the back of the pink antel flying eagle!

The pink antel flying eagle was very angry. It howled sharply, constantly diving, rising, and gliding, and could not shake off Zhao Sen's clamps on its body. The rain spilled on its wings, making it more burden-bearing.

Zhao Sen grabbed its feathers with one hand and then pulled out the beast head pin.

-4oo!

Very good, Zhao Sen smiled with satisfaction, and he raised the beast head pin again.

Poisonous strike!

1!2!3!-68o!

puff!

A ball of blood splattered out, and the pink antler flying eagle was in great pain. The pink feathers mixed with blood fluttered down the rain and fell on the body of Xixi, Chengjue and others. They dodged, both surprised and happy, and it seemed that Zhao Sen was very safe!

Zhao Sen looked at the pink antelope flying eagle and continued to stab it in its brain!

Kill the thorns!

The thick thorns rose from the ground, tied up the pink antelope flying eagle high,

Kill!

The pink antel flying eagle shook violently, and a value of -68o appeared. It shook its body desperately, trying to throw Zhao Sen off. It was painful and screamed in pain.

Zhao Sen once again pulled out the beast's head and targeted the pink antelope flying eagle.

More than ten minutes later, the blood volume of the pink antelope was bottoming out and fell to the ground. Yihen Qingtian hurriedly raised his staff.

The wind twists!

With a shout, the moment Zhao Sen fell to the ground, he was transferred to the grass by a hatred.

"Zhu Shen, are you okay?" The person who had eaten the hormones to death ran over, her eyes full of heartache.

Zhao Sen shook his head, took a few breaths, then walked towards the body of the pink altar flying eagle and touched it.

System Message:

get:

Eagle's Claw                                                                                                                            

Get 25o experience points

"Continue, there are 7 waiting for us!" Zhao Sen smiled happily, turned around, but found that Xiaoxi and others were looking at him sadly.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Sen asked in confusion.

"Zhao Sen, don't scare us to death. Let's kill you, okay?" Xiao Xi looked at Zhao Sen with resentment.

"Yes! Brother Zhu Shen! You don't know, you are like performing special stunts on it, scaring us to death!" Cheng Jue said, with a worried look on his face.

Hormone looked at Zhao Sen with a thrill of eyes.

Zhao Sen was helpless, and he looked at the four people seriously, "This is a game. What we need is courage to make any creature surrender, rather than shrinking its head and fearing its tail."

The four nodded. They were really afraid that Zhao Sen would fall and die just now. For a moment, they forgot that this was in the game world...

Zhao Sen also knew what they wanted. He smiled, then turned around, and a trace of gold flashed not far away.

Two words appeared in his mind.

Treasure chest!

Zhao Sen hurried over and pushed away the grass and made a flawless thing. Under the dense plants, there was a very old treasure chest, revealing a corner, and a faint stream of light flashed by.

Zhao Sen dug up the soil beside the treasure chest with his hands, and the whole picture of the treasure chest was revealed.

He reached out to the treasure chest, and a white light lit up in his hand.

Turn on!

1o%…16%…2o%…29%

Failed to enable!

Failed? Zhao Sen's interest surged, and his finger touched the treasure chest again.

Xi and others also came over and watched Zhao Sen open the box.
To be continued...