In the early morning, the morning light is sprinkled, the streets are bustling with pedestrians, and the sound of bargaining comes and goes, and it spreads far and wide.

Ou Yangming's steps were not in a hurry, he walked through the crowded flow of people, walked towards the Forest of Death, touched the space bag through his clothes, and said secretly in his heart, I don't know if I can have the strength to fight with the peak fierce beast with the Blood Spear Dragon Slaughter now, and I have a faint expectation in my heart.

It didn't take long for Ou Yangming to see the water hanging monument from a distance, the stone monument was dim and dim, and it was eternal. Standing outside the Forest of Death, guarding a pure land, behind the water monument, the Forest of Death is dark and gloomy, bleak and lonely, as if it has been divided into two completely different worlds by an invisible barrier, one side is prosperous and lively, and the other is lifeless, which makes people feel chills.

Ou Yangming walked to the water hanging monument, his fingers gently swept over it, and a wet and cold feeling poured into his body.

He chuckled lightly and did not use his spiritual power to dispel it. With a gleam in his eyes, he strode into the Forest of Death, and a strange coercion fell on him.

The dead air drifted above the Death Forest, and with the slightly damp and cold wind drifting everywhere, the sunlight was all blocked by the dead air, and not even a single thing fell on the rotten leaves of the forest. The forest was pitch black and deep, with only a faint and subtle light, like an ancient fierce beast devoured by an open blood basin, which made people's hearts shocked.

Ou Yangming stepped on the rotten leaves, the space bag made a crisp sound, his wrist flipped over, and when he fell, he had already swallowed a blood pill.

He didn't want to be fused with death, filled with all kinds of negative emotions of greed, hatred, hatred, and love and separation, and become a fierce beast that only knew bloodlust and killing.

It didn't take long for Ou Yangming to get used to the coercion in the Forest of Death.

The Blood Spear Dragon Tu didn't know when he was holding it in his hand, and his spiritual power was released, and he stepped into the subtle realm of the unity of heaven and man, and the breath on his body dissipated, becoming an inseparable part of this world.

With a slight pause, he had already sensed the powerful aura coming from King Kong's body.

When he entered the Forest of Death alone, King Kong and Rhubarb immediately sensed it and lurked in him.

Ou Yangming's mouth opened, exhaled the turbid qi in his chest, felt the light in this spiritual world, his mind moved slightly, and he got in touch with King Kong.

King Kong, restrain the aura on your body, come in this time, I'm here to hunt the peak beast, don't be scared away by you.

He knew in his heart that although these fierce beasts had no wisdom, whether it was a fierce beast or a spirit beast or even the human race, they all had a psychology of seeking advantage and avoiding harm, and the multi-armed King Kong was the Venerable who had survived the six heavenly tribulations, and the coercion he exuded was extremely special, just in case, he still let the multi-armed King Kong restrain his own breath.

After a little thought, he told King Kong and Rhubarb to follow far away, and as for the goshawk, because the flesh was too big, it could not be used in the forest, so it was left alone.

A cold wind with a strong smell of blood blew, and Ou Yangming rushed out like a long rainbow, this kind of speed was so fast, even compared with the high level of the spirit man, it was still victorious, only to see a flash of ghostly light on the blood spear dragon, like countless beating runes, Huo Ran stabbed, and the tip of the spear directly sank into the body of a fierce beast.

The red tassel light on the Blood Spear Dragon Slaughter flashed, bursting out with an extremely strong devouring force, directly absorbing all the blood and qi in the fierce beast's body.

In just a moment, the body of the high-level fierce beast dried up and quickly dissipated, and there were not even blood crystals left.

Ou Yangming looked surprised, checked the attributes of the Blood Spear Dragon Slayer, and there was no change in the slightest.

"What's going on?" Ou Yangming frowned, and said secretly in his heart, since it can devour flesh and blood essence, then the spear should have to be changed, for example, evolution, but this attribute has not changed at all, could it be because the energy contained in this beast's body is not enough?

Ou Yangming sighed, this guess became stronger in his heart than ever.

After a moment, he suppressed the thought and headed deeper into the Forest of Death.

All the fierce beasts that encountered him, whether they were low-level, middle-level, or high-level, were all turned to ashes, and the flesh essence was also devoured by the Blood Spear Dragon Slaughter.

But to Ou Yangming's regret, he didn't even encounter a peak fierce beast, and the Blood Spear Dragon Slaughter was like a bottomless pit, devouring all the flesh and blood essence, but his own attributes were not improved at all, which made Ou Yangming a little depressed.

This point is indeed as Ou Yangming thought, the energy in these flesh and blood essences is too small, and it is impossible to make a qualitative change in the spear, after all, this is a magic weapon refined by adding the root of the dragon's whisker and the dragon scales.

Half a day later, Ou Yangming had already gone deep into the Forest of Death.

In the midst of the Forest of Death, a black river flows through it, twisting and turning like a long dragon crawling above the earth. The river is not wide and the water is not turbulent, but the Black River is unfathomable and one of the most dangerous places in the entire Death Forest.

There are all kinds of strange beasts lurking in the river, and they are extremely powerful. There is a blood crocodile with an amazing bite force, which can stir up a storm with every breath, and a hippopotamus with a body like a mountain, which can be gnawed at in one bite, even if it is a huge mountain, it will give you a bite to gnaw most of it, in short, the water of the Black River is the limit of people's imagination.

"Ding Dong, Ding Dong......" The water of the black river hit the bluestone with a harsh sound.

A trace of mist floats above the black river, blending with the dead air in the air, looking from a distance, it is like a wisp of light yarn as thin as a cicada's wings, giving people a graceful and ethereal feeling.

Suddenly, the air in the Forest of Death trembled, rocks flew and mountains trembled.

The black water is rolling, the waves are endless, a blood crocodile, his eyes are indifferent, his body moves, like a blood ray that pierces the sky, the body is wrapped around the hurricane, the muscles of the whole body are agitated like a dragon, the strength is incomparably amazing, a bite to the leg of a hippopotamus, the spiritual power wraps the body, like a spinning top and spins quickly, this is the blood crocodile's stunt, death rolling.

The hippopotamus's thigh was directly bitten off, and a sharp pain hit his mind.

It roared in the sky, opened its mouth wide, gathered its breath, and inhaled the dead air in the sky.

A strong suction force burst out, and the mouth of the blood basin that spit black gas became a deep and bottomless abyss, inhaling all the black gas within ten zhang above the forest into the abdomen, and suddenly, the thigh that was bitten off by the blood crocodile actually grew again, and it was even tougher.

The figure suddenly moved, and everywhere it passed, because the speed was too fast, there was an incessant popping sound in the air, and it bit down on the head of the blood crocodile.

But the Blood Crocodile's reaction was not slow at all, and he dodged the fatal blow from an incredible angle.

At this time, a palm-sized bamboo rat came out of the forest, its body was furry, its eyes were smart, and it could even see a subtle cunning in its eyes, it walked to the edge of the black river, opened its sharp mouth, and drank the water of the black river comfortably, making a "squeak" sound, which was extremely plain, but when it echoed around.

Whether it is a blood crocodile with fierce eyes or a hippopotamus as huge as a hill, it is like seeing a natural enemy.

Trembling all over, his eyes were frightened, and a fierce man plunged into the black river, the waves were shocking, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

After a long stick of incense, the bamboo rat plucked a big black leaf from nowhere, lay on it with a comfortable face, and went down the river.

Ou Yangming didn't know how long he had been walking in the woods, and the dull sound of hitting the water reached his ears. After a moment of silence, he walked to the edge of the black river, and saw a bamboo rat lying on a leaf and flowing downstream, its paws were full of fine fluff, but its nails were thin and sharp, like several sharp bone knives. Gently hugged to his chest, his two hind legs lay flat, his eyes narrowed, his face relaxed, rippling with the rhythm of the river, the surrounding waves rose and fell, the tide ebbed and flowed, but not even a splash on its body.

The bamboo rat seemed to feel Ou Yangming's gaze, and its brown-black eyes opened, revealing a thoughtful look, but there was more curiosity and doubt in the eyes. It tilted its head, slid the water with its paws, and flipped its body over like a nimble carp, sliding the waves into the depths of the Black River, and disappeared completely after a few breaths.

"Strange, how do you feel that this bamboo rat seems to have its own mind and has not become a walking corpse?" Ou Yangming said softly after thinking about it, the look of doubt in his eyes couldn't be cleaned, but he couldn't think of the reason.

It's not that Ou Yangming is making a fuss, it's that this bamboo rat is too bizarre, he went around the forest of death for a month in the hunting conference, and now it's another day, and every time he sees a fierce beast, he doesn't have any intelligence, he only knows how to kill. But now, how could he not be surprised to see a fierce beast with its own mind in the black river?

At night, the cool breeze is blowing, and the moon and stars are sparse.

The moonlight was cold and cold, but it did not fall into the forest at all, and all the light was cut off by death.

In the hollow of the tree, the light of the firewood was dim, and Ouyang Ming's slender figure swayed with the firelight.

His heart sank, and the shadow of the snow-capped mountain was reflected in his peach blossom eyes, and a cold breath spread out.

After several months of carving, the snow-capped mountains have become more and more majestic, towering into the clouds, and it is conceivable that when the snow-capped mountains collapse, this shot will inevitably shake the earth.

Half an hour later, Ou Yangming spit out a white mist from his mouth and added some firewood to the charcoal fire.

The woods were deep and quiet, cold and terrible, and he looked into the distance, not knowing what to think again.

There was nothing to say all night, and as soon as the sky was bright, Ou Yangming got up, cleaned up, and continued to walk forward.

However, without taking a few steps, his face changed suddenly, and his footsteps suddenly stopped.

Because he had already seen that around him, there was a small rune array disk at some point.

Just when he was aware, with him as the center, within a radius of a hundred zhang, all the white light lit up, and the white mangs were like dandelions scattered in the wind in autumn, beautiful and desolate, and when they fell, they directly enveloped Ou Yangming, which was actually a formation that could be triggered independently.

At some point, he fell into a trap.

Ou Yangming raised his eyebrows, and a meaningful smile appeared on his face.

Is...... Interesting!