Eternal Sacred King Chapter 85: Wake up in the middle of the night, the voice of tigers and leopards!

　　 Su Zimo handed in the task and got a lot of contribution points before returning to the cave.

　　 The two old men looked at Su Zimo's leaving figure, with emotions and thoughts.

　　 "As expected, someone who has cultivated a third-level spiritual fire, this is very scary." The old man smacked his lips.

　　 "Yes."

　　 Elder Liu said: "The disciples of Lingfeng's trial have also gone to the Big Stone Forest. I think the cultivation level is not low, but they were severely injured. After turning around the big stone forest, not only did he not meet the mysterious and brawny man, but he also picked up so many crimson stones for nothing, and came back safe and sound. Why do you think this is not luck?"

　　 The old man said with some regret: "Actually, it’s best to join the True Fire Sect with this talent for refining weapons, but it’s really wrong to come to our Misty Peak. What our sects are not good at is refining weapons and alchemy. , If this child delays the future, I still feel a little uncomfortable."

　　 "Don't think so much, he has just been exposed to the technique of refining weapons, and he can't even refine lower-grade spirit weapons. Although the sect is not strong on refining weapons, it has basic things, so let's talk about it later." Liu The elder persuaded.

　　 The old man nodded, lowered his head thoughtfully, not knowing what he was thinking.

　　……

　　 Su Zimo returned to the cave house, it was still early.

　　 According to his plan, in the daytime, all energy is devoted to cultivation, either to improve cultivation level or to study refining tools, and only after nightfall does he begin to practice the Secret Code of the Twelve Demon Kings in the Wilderness.

　　, you should know that before stepping into the alchemy, whether it is a gas trainer or a foundation building monk, it is no different from ordinary people, and they need to rest and sleep.

　　The common ground between the Qi-trainers, the foundation-building monks and ordinary mortals is also reflected in the longevity.

　　The lifespan of the Qi-trainers and the Foundation-building cultivators is just a little bit higher than that of ordinary people. Even if there is no disease and no disaster, they can only live more than a hundred years old.

　　 But Xiu Yao is different.

　　 Most of the monster races lurks in the daytime, and only come out for food at night, and they are full of energy.

　　 After the night fell, Su Zimo was actually resting, but the two years of cultivating monsters has made him a habit. Even in his sleep, he maintains the breath in the Secret Book of the Twelve Demon Kings. The law.

　　 In this way, Su Zimo not only didn't take up the time for cultivating immortals, but the realm of cultivating monsters was always increasing.

　　 It's just that there has been no progress in the Fasui chapter during this period of time, which has caused him to fall into a bottleneck in the cultivation of monsters.

　　 In the next few days, Su Zimo forced the two spirit beasts to yell day and night.

　　 A few days later, the two spirit beasts were tossed and lost a lot of weight, and their voices became hoarse, and Su Zimo still had no clue in the chapter about the sword.

　　 I haven't closed my eyes for a few days, didn't eat anything, and yelled like an idiot in the cave, and if it was a spirit monster, he would lose half his life.

　　Linghu and Lingleopard look languid, sluggish, lying on the ground and drowsy.

　　 "Oh, I have never seen such a difficult master."

　　Linghu sighed: "I want to kill or cut, but it's a pleasure! What do you mean by torturing the tiger so much?"

　　 After a few days of tossing, Su Zimo was tired enough.

　　 The two spirit beasts yelled, and Su Zimo was not idle either, listening attentively, tense, for fear of missing some mystery.

　　 After a few days, Su Zimo was exhausted, with heavy eyelids, and just wanted to fall asleep.

　　 "Forget it, I will kill these two spirit beasts to eat meat tomorrow."

　　 Su Zimo fell on the stone bed, a thought flashed in his mind, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

　　Su Zimo is really tired.

　　 Just closing my eyes, I went to sleep, and subconsciously replaced it with the three methods of body tempering, tendons, and bone strengthening, and my breathing became heavier.

　　 The two spirit beasts looked at each other in relief.

　　"This human race finally stopped!"

　　 Linghu left two rows of happy tears with excitement, and almost roared to the sky.

　　If you continue to toss like this, without Su Zimo's hands, Linghu thinks that he will kill him.

　　 Seeing Su Zimo fell asleep, Lingbao's face was exhausted, but there was a fierce light in his eyes.

　　 I have to say, this is a good opportunity!

　　 Although the two spirit beasts are exhausted, they still have physical strength. If they can bite the human race's throat, they may escape!

　　Lingbao looked at Linghu and let out a low growl.

Linghu naturally understands the language between 　　 demons.

　　Lingbao’s suggestion is good, but Linghu doesn’t want to take risks. Who knows if this human race’s state of asleep now pretends?

　　 Furthermore, Linghu's only thought now is to sleep.

　　Linghu shook his head and fell asleep on the ground.

　　 Ling Leopard's expression hesitated, and after a while, it seemed that he had made some decision, his eyes flashed ruthlessly, he crept to his feet, converging his killing intent, and cautiously came to Su Zimo's side.

　　 Looking at Su Zimo's white and slender neck, Ling Leopard slowly opened his mouth.

　　 It can guarantee that even if it is a stone, it can bite into a mess!

　　 suddenly!

　　 Lingbao seemed to have discovered something, the fierce light in his eyes suddenly disappeared, a trace of panic flashed, and his open mouth slowly closed again, as if yawning.

　　 Lingbao turned around, her eyes were already full of panic, her limbs were trembling, she lay on the ground and glanced at Su Zimo, who had closed eyes on the bed, without daring to move other thoughts.

　　He woke up!

　　 Lingbao only had these three words in his mind.

　　 Just when it wanted to bite it down~IndoMTL.com~ but suddenly realized that, at some point, this human race's breathing was different from before.

　　 This change scared Ling Leopard into a cold sweat.

　　 Lingbao didn't dare to touch any other thoughts anymore, and stayed beside him honestly, thinking about it for a long time before falling asleep slowly.

　　 In fact, Su Zimo woke up at the moment when the leopard moved his murderous intent.

　　 Su Zimo's spiritual perception is too terrifying, and the autumn wind hasn't moved the cicada beforehand. At the beginning, in the Canglang Mountains, it was very difficult for monkeys to sneak attacks, not to mention this spiritual leopard.

　　 Anyway, I will kill these two spirit beasts tomorrow, Su Zimo is too lazy to do it now, and continues to sleep.

　　 At midnight, Su Zimo and the two spirit beasts were asleep.

　　Linghu made a strange noise in his nose while he was asleep.

　　 "Hoo...hhhhhhh..."

　　After Ling Leopard was asleep, there was a sound in his nose, which was different from Linghu.

　　 "Uh...um...um..."

　　 These two voices are very unique, neither light nor heavy, intertwined, echoing in the cave.

　　 At this time, a magical change occurred in Su Zimo's body!

　　 The two voices seem to have a strange power, which can penetrate the flesh and blood, even penetrate into the bones, and drive the bone marrow inside.

　　 Wow, wow!

　　 Under the concussion of these two sounds, the bone marrow made a sound, like the sound of running water, clear and sweet.

　　 Su Zimo, who was asleep, seemed to have a dream. He actually saw the marrow fluid in his bones flowing slowly, constantly washing the bones, oozing a trace of bright red blood, and blending into his own blood. .

　　 "Huh?"

　　 Su Zimo suddenly woke up, opened his eyes, and there were only four words left in his mind-the sound of tigers and leopards!