The little chopper screamed happily, proud of its success in planting the blame.

Am I your father, who is endlessly pitting me? Diligence and grief were unsettled, and the machete turned into a streamer, and met the fishy snake letter.

There is only one level of bloodline in the courtesy, and even if the blood talisman is activated, the power of the bloodline that can be obtained will be discounted.

Theoretically, after blessing the power of the bloodline, he can withstand the full force of the monks in the later stage of foundation building, but this assumption has a premise.

The so-called all-out attack of the Tsukiji monk refers to the various attacks that are directly launched by the monk's own mana without relying on "props" such as magic weapons and spirit runes.

Under this premise, when the diligent opponent changes from a monk to a wasteland demon beast, the level of the demon beast that he can harden steel will be discounted. Because the statement that the ability of the monk in the late stage of foundation building is equivalent to that of the fourth-level demon beast, it includes the bonus of the monk's offensive and defensive ability due to the use of various magic weapons and spirit runes.

If a late-stage foundation building monk is stripped naked and thrown into a cage with a fourth-level demon beast, unless this is a physical cultivation that focuses on refining muscles and bones, otherwise, most of them will be chrysanthemum lost. Moreover, due to the limitations of the human body's bloodline, if the Terran monks purely rely on the cultivation of refining their muscles and bones, there is almost no possibility of advanced foundation building.

The blood talisman that Yin Qin smashed down so many spirit stones in exchange for was originally intended to be used to abuse the two of Yin Tiecheng. Yin Tiecheng's cultivation is only the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, and once he is blessed with the diligence of the blood talisman, he will be abused into scum in minutes.

Sadly, before he could attack Yin Tiecheng and the two of them, he encountered the small miscellaneous pieces on the tree that had been hit by a thousand knives.

The rampaging King Kong giant ape, the ferocious rock wolf, and the smelly bald snake in front of him, the little miscellaneous made Yin Qin fully understand what it means to die before leaving the teacher!

Although the diligent hunting experience is abundant, there are not many opportunities to face the monster one-on-one like the present. The monks of the wasteland hunted demon beasts, either sneak attacks or group fights, and rarely gave the demon beasts a chance to fight a fair duel.

The body of the present world has been a slave since childhood, and the task in the hunt is not only to serve as a bait, but to serve as a meat shield, and to carry things. How could he have the opportunity to learn the martial arts of fighting demon beasts? But in his previous life, when he was an old man, he would kick his crotch and gouge out his eyes a few times, and the question was where was the crotch of this bald snake?

The bald snake is the pinnacle of the third-level demon beasts, and it doesn't know how many lives it has devoured, although its spiritual intelligence is not high, but its hunting instinct alone can steadily suppress the courtesy.

Moreover, the attack of this iron bell is different from the hard encounter of the King Kong giant ape, which relies on all strength, sometimes wandering and sometimes sneaking attack, and before you know it, the huge snake body has encircled the courtesy.

The space for diligent activity is getting smaller and smaller, and the machete in his hand has been cut out.

He silently counted how long the blood talisman could last, hoping that the poison secretly released in the veins of eating insects would work as soon as possible. It's just that this iron bell is also poison, and it is not easy to fight poison with poison.

There were still twenty breaths left, and the diligent tattered machete had been swept away by the iron bell with a snake's tail, and he could only take out the bone spurs and stick them on it. He also knew that hand-to-hand combat with the iron bell was the most unwise thing to do, and there was always a danger of being entangled in the body of the snake and unable to escape.

But he had no other choice, if he could escape, he would have fled a long time ago.

The bone spurs came from the bones of the third-level demon beasts, and although they were lightweight, they were much sharper than the machete, and could even pierce the hard, slippery scales of the iron bell. He simply lowered his body and drilled into the snake's abdomen, where the scales were relatively weak, and bone spurs could easily be inserted through the gaps between the scales.

The only thing is that the length of the bone spurs is not enough, which can only bring some flesh wounds to the iron bell, and cannot hurt its internal organs at all.

The bald snake was diligently pierced several holes in its abdomen in succession, and its tail swept hard in pain, sweeping the trees and rocks within a radius of a few feet like a knife.

The little beast hiding in the tree had no place to stand, and jumped down with a chirp.

Taking advantage of the bald snake's angry struggle, Yin Qin jumped up sharply, and the bone spurs swooped into the green snake's eyes.

The iron bell reacted very quickly, and the three-foot-long snake letter flicked out, and it enveloped the bone spur of the court, and was about to bring the courtesy to its mouth, when a white afterimage actually shot at its other eye.

The iron bell only let go of the courtesy, and the snake letter stabbed at the sneaking beast like lightning, and at this pass, the large amount of feces-eating insect venom released during the diligent struggle finally worked, and the javelin-like snake letter was strangely biased, and failed to insert the little beast.

Yin Qin didn't expect the little beast to help at a critical moment, he was overjoyed, he still had more than a dozen breaths of time, if he could join forces with this little beast, it was really possible to take down this iron bell.

Just as he was slightly distracted, the little beast had already slapped through the snake's eye with one claw. Iron Bell's body first stiffened, and then a series of hissing sounds came out of his mouth, and he rolled wildly on the ground, instantly pressing Yin Qin into the earth.

The little beast sneaked up and chirped twice, trying to escape, but the giant snake had already smashed the place beyond a radius of more than ten zhang with a roll of the giant snake, and there was no place for it to settle down.

Yin diligently struggled, half of his body was drilled out from under the snake's body, his legs and feet were still pressed and couldn't move, he could only use the bone spurs in his hand to continuously stab the snake's body, if he couldn't break free within ten breaths, once the blood charm failed, he would be crushed into a meat patty in minutes.

The situation of the little beast is not much better, although it succeeds in a blow, but it is also "sticky" by the snake letter of the iron bell, and it runs and jumps on the snake's body, which is very embarrassing.

The iron bell obviously hated the little beast, and ignored the harassment of the courtesy, only staring at the little beast's mouth, but due to the influence of the fecal-eating insect poison, the accuracy of the attack was greatly affected.

The little beast dodged more than a dozen attacks from the snake letter in a row, and suddenly took advantage of the fact that the snake letter had not yet been withdrawn, and suddenly turned back in the air and pounced towards the other eye of the iron bell.

This little thing actually coincided with the idea of courtesy. In the eyes of the courtesy, the longer they fought the serpent, the more unfavorable the situation would be for them. Once the iron bell becomes resistant to the toxins of the fecal-eating insects, they will become everyone's supper.

Yin Qin pulled out another leg, and when he saw the little beast launch a surprise attack, he also roared, holding the bone spur with both hands and stabbing violently at a piece of scales in the snake's abdomen.

The iron bell didn't pay attention to the courtesy at all, and when the little beast got close again, he suddenly breathed at it, and under the moonlight, the breath was condensed like a pillar, like a green phosphorus fire stick, which was very weird.

The little beast had reached a place only a few feet away from the green pupil, and the claws hidden in the forehand had already stretched out, and with one more slap, it could knock out half of the iron bell's combat power.