"found it."
Chen Luo carefully pulled out a green-green grass that was only as long as his finger from a pile of weeds.
"vanilla."
Chen Luo stretched out his hand and put the grass into his mouth. The juice from the grass branches was bitter, but it had a refreshing fragrance that filled his mouth and went straight to his forehead.
This is the herb that can dissolve the invisible miasma.
Only a few old hunters in the mountains and some medicine men and the like can know.
Chen Luo also learned about it from an old hunter in the village.
Unfortunately, the old hunter passed away a few years ago.
Chen Luo found some herbs nearby, pulled them all up, and put them into a storage bag for emergencies.
The reason why the monsters around the Sinking Soul Peak are not afraid of the invisible miasma is not only due to their natural ability to resist, but also because they often eat this herb.
Chen Luo stood on the edge of the stream and looked into the distance. The trees were lush and green, covering the entire mountain peak. Under the sunlight, a layer of colorful light emerged, like a dream.
That is the invisible miasma, revealing its original color under the sunlight.
A flying bird, originally soaring with its wings, suddenly fell directly from the sky.
Immediately afterwards, Chen Luo saw a scarlet tongue sticking out from the top of the tree, sweeping away the fallen bird.
"Hiss, it must be a demon snake. Look at the tongue, it's over three meters long, and the body length is probably over twenty meters."
Chen Luo took a breath of air.
Around Chenhun Peak, due to the invisible miasma, snakes, insects, spiders and other highly poisonous things like to inhabit.
He didn't expect that he would see such a demonic snake right after he entered the range of Chen Hun Peak.
"My current strength..."
Chen Luo looked at the Hanyue Sword he was holding, and then thought about the demon snake's tongue, and sighed. It was better not to encounter it, otherwise he wouldn't know if it was enough to swallow it.
"I heard from Grandpa Zhuang that this Shenhun Peak is actually a large tomb where an immortal is buried. The invisible miasma around it is actually caused by the decay of the immortal's corpse."
Chen Luo thought that he had heard Gao's legend about Shen Hun Peak. No matter what, he could not connect the three thousand meters high Shen Hun Peak with the tomb.
Grandpa Zhuang's original name was Yu Zhuang, and he was the grandson of Yu Ziyan's great-grandfather's brother. By Chen Luo's generation, the blood relationship was very weak.
However, he takes great care of Yu Ziyan and Chen Luo, and often hunts some game for them.
Chen Luo learned all his hunting skills from Yu Zhuang.
A pair of earth-yellow eyes stared coldly at Chen Luo. His limbs crawled, silently, and submerged into the water, making only slight ripples, almost not revealing the slightest bit of ruthlessness.
Chen Luo reached out and gently smoothed the hair on the back of his hand, a sharp light flashed in his eyes.
A thunderous strike!
The Hanyue Sword was unsheathed, the blade was like thunder, and the blade was submerged into the water.
laugh!
The tip of the knife pierced into the khaki eye and disappeared into the handle.
boom!
The water exploded, accompanied by red blood splashing!
Chen Luo stirred it up, and then placed his foot on a rock above the water. He danced like a dragonfly, turned in mid-air, and landed on a huge rock seven or eight meters away.
Looking back again, I saw a thick tail covered with barbs, beating the water crazily, and the eight or nine meter wide river was stirred up by a huge wave.
"Iron Crocodile."
Chen Luo looked at the huge black shadow rolling in the water, took a deep breath and cried, with a solemn look on his face.
This is a relatively common monster in the Tianyuan Mountains. It likes to hide in the water plants by the river. Once there is prey passing by, it will immediately kill it, bite it with sharp teeth, and then go crazy in the water. tumbled.
Any prey, under such a set of attacks and killing combos, would not be able to resist unless it died.
The Iron Crocodile is covered in black scales and has rough skin and thick flesh, making it almost invulnerable to swords. Its only weak spots are its eyes, mouth and the soft spots under its abdomen.
Chen Luo glanced at the Hanyue Sword in his hand. Compared with the Thunder Summoning Sword, it was too light in his hand and not so easy to use.
After the iron crocodile rolled in the water for a while, it quickly stopped and its body, four to five meters long, floated on the water.
Chen Luo curled his lips and was very satisfied with his reaction. After he sensed the danger, he immediately discovered the existence of the iron crocodile. When it got close, he struck with thunder and killed this at least the body-building state. A monster with seven or eight levels of strength.
Whether it was his reaction or his timing, it was perfect.
The next moment, Chen Luo's expression condensed.
"We are very lucky. We didn't expect that we would pick up an iron crocodile when we first came to the Chenhun River."
A low-laughing voice came from not far away.
Immediately afterwards, two figures emerged from the dense bushes not far away.
The speaker was a middle-aged warrior in his thirties, squinting at Chen Luo with a contemptuous smile on his lips.
"The skin of this iron crocodile and the scales on it can be used as sharp weapon-level armor. It is difficult to damage with ordinary sharp-weapon swords."
Another warrior in his early forties also had a satisfied smile.
"I killed this iron crocodile."
Chen Luo looked down at the two warriors who had emerged and said coldly.
Kill people and seize treasures!
He had only heard about it from other people's mouths before, but he never expected that this scene would actually happen in front of him.
"Boy, do you think you killed this iron crocodile? Just call it and see if it recognizes it?"
The warrior in his early thirties, named Fang Ju, laughed loudly. From the look on his face, he didn't take Chen Luo seriously at all.
It's just the sixth level of the body building realm, it can be crushed to death easily.
Do you really think that if you are lucky enough to kill an iron crocodile, you can be arrogant in front of yourself?
Chen Luo's eyes suddenly turned cold. He practiced the Heaven-shattering Dao Divine Technique. When he didn't take action, it was difficult for others to see his true state. But once he took action, his aura leaked out, and people would naturally recognize him immediately. His true state The state of cultivation.
The two warriors in front of them were clearly deceiving themselves of their low status and wanted to snatch the iron crocodile they had killed.
"I'm lucky. I actually went in directly through the eye and killed the iron crocodile. This leather armor is complete and can be sold for a good price. I just don't know if it has condensed the demon elixir."
The warrior in his early forties, named Fang Jin, reached out and grabbed the iron crocodile's tail. After seeing clearly the cause of the iron crocodile's death, he seemed very satisfied.
The most valuable thing about the Iron Crocodile is its leather armor. If it is intact, the price is naturally high.
If there is any damage, the value will be greatly reduced.
"I told you, I killed this iron crocodile."
Chen Luo said in a cold voice.
