Chapter 385 Mutated Bat (Please subscribe, please collect)

Chapter 385 Mutated Bat (Please subscribe, please collect)

After his face calmed down again, he remained motionless and stared at a palm-sized flower not far away that was swaying and growing in the air.

"You can not only pocket a valuable second-level mid-grade ground flower, but also take the opportunity to gain a deeper understanding of the strength of these mutated bats. Kill two birds with one stone. Naturally, you can't let it go easily." It didn't take long. A clear decision has been made.

"Hoo" Sun Mingsheng opened his mouth wide, and a stream of crimson spiritual fire, escaping scorching heat, sprayed directly on the stone wall.

The stone wall has been nourished by spiritual power all year round, so there is no doubt about its own sturdiness, but it still has no improvement in the transmission of high temperature.

The scarlet spirit fire fell on the stone wall, and its temperature naturally increased in a straight line. The bat that was originally perching on it woke up from its deep sleep with a "hurrah".

These bats always rest day and night to catch prey to satisfy their own needs. If they are suddenly awakened during the day, they will immediately fall into a rage.

"Zhizhi" A large number of sharp cries came one after another. These cries from bats have the dual effects of pathfinding, locking targets, and sound attacks.

Sun Mingsheng also had experience fighting bat monsters in his past practice career, so he was naturally mentally prepared for this.

Sound tapping threads continued to wrap around Sun Mingsheng, but their intensity was still within the tolerable range.

After his position was determined through these sound tapping lines, hundreds of bats waved their wings and pointed and slender beaks, heading straight for Sun Mingsheng's neck. They seemed to have smelled the blood and seemed quite excited.

There are certain differences between these mutated bats and the previous bat monsters in the Song Dynasty's cultivation world, and they are obviously interested in the blood of monks.

"Fire Rushing Axe," Sun Mingsheng carried the huge force in his hands and turned it into a ray of light. From top to bottom, it directly chopped on the three bats stacked together.

The Fire Rush Ax may be unable to cope with some physically powerful second-level mid-level monsters, but these bats in front of him are obviously not among this group.

The three bats, which were unable to dodge and were restrained by magic, were cut in half, and their small bodies were split in two directly from the middle.

The smelly, dark, highly toxic blood was sprayed directly on the stone wall, and some bats that were still resting were the real victims.

The blood in these mutated bats is truly highly toxic, and it dissipates like a goddess scattering flowers during the spraying process. In this process, there is no distinction between friend and foe.

These resting bats did not have enough resistance, and the black hair on their bodies did not provide any resistance. Penetrating wounds appeared one after another, and a large amount of blood dripped down.

Accompanied by bursts of twitching, he lost his ability to resist and fell into the endless abyss. It was through this method that he easily killed more than ten bats without using any strength.

The twelve Fire Flame Beads showed their respective strengths to the fullest in this kind of battle. Using a single one as a means, whenever they encountered a bat monster head-on, they could easily pierce it and kill it.

Mixed with a large number of scarlet spiritual fires raging in the middle, this small battle area has almost become a cemetery for mutant bats.

Except for some sound attacks that can be used as a long-range method to have a certain negative impact on Sun Mingsheng, most of these bats that were barely promoted to the second-level mid-level did not cause too much trouble in front of Sun Mingsheng.

Of course, it is inevitable that some blood of different sizes will still splash on his body, causing wounds one by one.

The battle between Sun Mingsheng and the bats did not last long from beginning to end. After a cup of tea, less than half of the remaining bats had lost their courage and became sparse.

"The fighting power of these bats only has a surprising feature. They are relatively weak. I'm sorry for this ground flower." Sun Mingsheng's figure quickly crossed the space and directly pocketed the spirit flower.

At this time, Sun Mingsheng had a relatively clear understanding of his own combat power and the bat, so he naturally had no interest in continuing to linger here.

After this stop, Sun Mingsheng thought that if he could not gain anything from the middle level, he could try it from the lower level.

After all, for him, half of his lifespan in the foundation-building period has passed. He must cherish the remaining lifespan and advance his cultivation to the late-stage foundation-building stage as quickly as possible, so as to have more time to attack the golden elixir.

For Sun Mingsheng now, the most important thing in front of him is to advance to the late stage of foundation building, which is not only what he needs for his own cultivation, but also what his family needs.

In order to successfully achieve this goal, Sun Mingsheng is naturally willing to accept certain risks, provided that he can gain something.

"Since the entrance to the underworld can have a good reputation among the hundreds of thousands of mountains, there is a certain reason for it. The bat monster in front of you may be a relatively weak existence among them. You must not be careless at all." Be clear-headed , Sun Mingsheng, who was firm in his Taoism, quickly stabilized his mood again.

Some of the pride and other negative emotions that arose in my mind just now disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The most taboo thing in the world of cultivation is these arrogant emotions. They seem to be without any danger, but they may easily lead to death.

There must be a large number of monsters here that are particularly powerful individually and pose a greater threat to the monks themselves.

After all, according to the information he got from the jade slips, the number of monks who died here every year ranged from dozens to more than a hundred. It was like a place dedicated to devouring the lives of monks.

Since officially entering the middle area, the stone walls here have begun to undergo some changes. The quantity and quality of the elixirs grown on a large number of depressions and the spiritual materials bred in the stone walls have increased linearly.

As Sun Mingsheng continued to sneak deeper into the entrance to the underworld, the strength of the monsters he faced also increased linearly. Some of them were large, physically powerful, and second-level middle-grade monsters with sufficient flexibility. .

"How do these monsters live freely in the small cracks in the ground? And what do they feed on?" Questions arose in his mind, leaving him puzzled.

Whenever he meets these monsters head-on, it means a close battle. Sun Mingsheng's face also looks more and more solemn. Instead of being relaxed and comfortable before, he gradually begins to realize the real fear of the entrance to the underworld. Face the potentially fatal crisis you face.

Through the training of these battles, Sun Mingsheng has naturally gained enough benefits. He can find that some of his own flaws that have never been exposed in previous battles are being involuntarily exposed and sufficiently tempered.