Chapter 500: From Bold to Low-key (1)
After all, before calculating where his fate should go, Chenguang had walked behind Shen Tu Weiran, otherwise, with his cultivation of seven or eight layers of condensation, how could he have crossed the two major beast passes unscathed?
So he just spread his consciousness around, and he immediately came to such a conclusion.
Bringing a large number of trialists to this mountain path, Shen Tu is undoubted.
However, it was different from the lively scene of standing next to the beasts and cheering for Shen Tu majestically.
Now, with the power of the strong, the trialists who have completed half of the race all the way without any effort have a strange expression.
Except for a few who have bad thoughts about the real little ones.
The rest of the people were either pale or indignant, or simply fell to the ground on all fours, staring at the sky with two eyes. It seems that the will has been devastated.
What's going on?
When the Xuansha Poison Cedipede crawled in front of the beast pass, Zhenxiao's eyes sank.
The fifth test he is about to face is a group of nine-eyed scorpions.
This kind of spirit beast has a fiery temperament, although it is not as good as the dragon dust bees to go out in swarms, but as long as an intruder dares to step into the territory, it will not die.
And even more terrifying than the dragon dust bee, these black poisonous beasts lurking in the shadow of the stone crevices, the cultivation of each of them on the periphery is above the tenth layer of condensation, and for every twenty beasts, there is a foundation builder.
In order to keep themselves safe, ordinary monks in the early stage of foundation building walked in the herd, and I was afraid that a pillar of incense would be exhausted.
Not to mention the huge risk of crossing the entire beast level and encountering the beast general Beast King attack on the way.
Look ahead.
There appears to be a man wading through the sand.
Judging from the wild messy hair scattered behind him, Chenguang recognized Shen Tu's majestic back.
Different from the previous image of wantonly slaughtering the beasts, this time Shen Tu walked majestically and carefully, restrained the coercion to the extreme, opened the way with his bare hands, moved quickly and simply, and strived to fight quickly!
What I had feared before finally happened.
It's not just Shentu Majestic.
The twenty-four young masters of the Twenty-Four Sects who had crossed the four beast passes had all made similar choices.
From being bold and letting go of the road, to being low-key and walking alone.
They followed their monks along the way, mercilessly abandoning them halfway through the first race.
These fanatical followers realized in ignorance that they seemed to be missing something important.
In the first three beast levels, there are also a large number of low-level beasts to choose from.
However, now in the face of the nine-eyed scorpion army, they are powerless.
All the miscellaneous armies are similar to their own cultivation, and if they want to defeat one on their own, they will have to face the interference and attack of ten, or even twenty or thirty poisonous beasts at the same time.
Without the protection of high-level magic weapons and the blessing of the main battle soul beast, this is simply an impossible problem!
What to do?
Reprimanding Shen Tu for his insidious and shamelessness?
It is useless to scold. After all, from the beginning to the end, they have never made any promises to their followers.
Go back and look for low-level beasts, contract your own beasts?
OK.
However, more than two days have passed since the game, no matter how fast the pace is, playing back and forth, it will be in vain for nearly four days, and how sure is it to rush to the assembly site in the remaining six days?
Most of the people who had difficulty choosing before had their own contract beasts, even if there were no strong people to open the way and trek in the relatively safe forbidden mountains, after ten days, sixty or seventy percent of them could successfully complete the task.
The one who chose the easy one before, but now suddenly found that he seemed to have been eliminated from the competition ahead of schedule, and suddenly fell into great despair.