"A Map of One Hundred Beasts?" This is a picture book with all kinds of strange beasts, most of which are first and second level. The flaws and advantages of various monsters are clearly recorded on it. It is simply a complete collection of monsters. "Good thing. With it, you can accurately find ways to deal with various monsters. But I don't know who is so energetic and willing to put in so much effort to make this monster illustration." Ye Yu is in the middle. He found the blood-horned python in several pictures. What was recorded above was no different from the blood-horned python he had encountered. He knew that this thing must be accurate, at least most of it. He continued to read it. After reading the whole picture, I was shocked. It turns out that the world of monsters can be so colorful. Then I remembered the little snake from before, and secretly thought: "The little snake from before should also be a first-order monster." That's right. Why is there no pattern on it? Could it be that this little snake also has this secret?" After thinking about it, Ye Yu felt that it was very possible. After all, according to the strength of the little snake, it would be impossible. There is no way he would dare to stroke the beard of the blood-horned python. Collecting these things, Ye Yu returned to the shore. After coming up, he exhaled his true energy and his clothes were evaporated by him. Then he figured out the direction and hurried back. When he returned to the place where he separated from the hunting team, he found that the place was deserted. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and felt helpless. These guys really didn't regard him as one of their own. At the moment, he could only follow the impression in his memory and follow the path. Return the way you came. However, after walking around in the forest for a few times, Ye Yu scratched his head and realized he was lost. "Phew, it's so embarrassing. As a hunter, I can actually get lost in the forest. If this were spread back, those guys would laugh at me." Ye Yu carefully identified the marks in the forest. In order to prevent getting lost, They had left some marks on the trees when they entered the mountain. However, after searching for a few times, he found nothing. He knew at that moment that he was going in the wrong direction. Roar! Ye Yu was turning left and right in the forest, when suddenly there was a loud roar, and a huge creature rushed out of the dense forest next to him. When he saw him, he roared and jumped on him. Seeing this stupid first-level bear in front of him, Ye Yu was overjoyed. Without even thinking about it, the hot Qi flowed down his arm, and a fire dragon flew out. With a roar in the air, he slapped the bear monster on the ground with a slap. land. This pitiful giant bear roared repeatedly, but with Ye Yu's current strength, how could he let it escape? He grabbed it with his palm in the air, and five rays of fiery Qi rushed out from his fingertips, grabbing hard into the heart of the giant bear. "The heart-picking hand is really getting better and better. I can now perform the first two moves of heart-picking and heart-stealing. Ordinary first-level monsters can't stop them at all. They will die as soon as they are caught. I just don't know if I encounter a practicing The monks at the sixth level of Qi are useless." Ye Yu thought, he had taken out the demon elixir from the giant bear and roasted it in its paws, and had a delicious meal. After nightfall, the monsters in the mountain became even more powerful. Many beasts roared one after another, but Ye Yu was calm and undaunted. He walked alone in the forest. Normal monsters would be killed by him when he encountered them. However, he would retreat from stronger monsters as soon as he touched them. Nothing serious happened. In the middle of the night, Ye Yu suddenly heard several screams not far away, and quickly flew over. When he got nearby, he first used the breathing technique to quickly hide his body in the woods, and then slowly approached. "Tell me, where is the boy you just talked about?" In a clearing in the forest, a black-robed monk stepped on a person. It was Zhuang Tai, the captain of the hunting team, and around the two people, there were There were four or five corpses lying scattered about, all bleeding from their orifices. It was obvious that their internal organs had been hit hard and they were already dead and could no longer die. "It's him!" Ye Yu's heart trembled and he didn't dare to act rashly. This man was the black-robed monk from South Vietnam who chased him to the sky and into the earth a few days ago. Mr. Wan stepped hard on his foot, and Zhuang Tai immediately snorted coldly. Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. He grimaced in pain, but in the end he remained silent. "Are you a tough guy? It doesn't matter if you don't say it. As long as one of you says it, I will find it. When the time comes, I promise that I will kill all of you." Mr. Wan shouted solemnly, with a cold voice. He was full of cruelty. He was not a good person, and of course he could not act like a good person. He had been looking for Ye Yu for many days, and today he finally overheard the news from these villagers. How could he let it go. Zhuang Tai's face turned green and white, changing several times in succession. Finally, a trace of sadness flashed across his face, and he gritted his teeth and said: "He was indeed with us some time ago, but during the day, he was separated from us. We We just met him by chance, and we don't know where he has gone. Even if you kill us, it will be useless." Mr. Wan stared at his face, Zhuang.Not a look on his face could escape his eyes. Seeing the calmness in the other person's eyes and knowing that he was not lying, he couldn't help but snorted coldly and shouted: "In this case, you are useless, go to hell!" This guy's palm With one shot, a black light flew up and smashed Zhuang Tai's forehead to pieces. Ye Yu's eyes were about to burst when he saw it, and murderous intent boiled in his chest, but he did not act rashly and fought head-on. He was not sure that he could win this person. The only option is to look for opportunities and sneak attacks in secret. Ye Yu carefully counted the corpses here and found that there were only half of them, and the other half were not here. He couldn't help but breathed out quietly, but saw the black-robed monk waving his hands and saying to himself: "Since this little thief left during the day, "I'm sure I won't go too far. I'm looking around, maybe I can find it." "Zhuangtou, we're back." A loud sound startled Mr. Wan and Ye Yu at the same time. Six or seven people were walking out of the forest, carrying bows and arrows and holding daggers. They were the rest of the hunting team. "It turns out there is still a fish that has slipped through the net." Mr. Wan chuckled, and he rose up, shooting an afterimage at the leader. The speed was so fast that the man was caught off guard and was slapped hard by his palm in the blink of an eye. On his forehead, he suffered exactly the same fate as Zhuang Tai. The other people were shocked and bent their bows and arrows one after another. Mr. Wan sneered and black energy rolled around his body. A majestic tiger roared out and pounced on two or three of them. Whizzing! Several feather arrows flew towards him with the sound of breaking through the air. Mr. Wan clapped his hands to the left and right. Before these arrows could reach him, they were smashed to pieces by him. "Get out of the way." A soft shout suddenly sounded in the forest. The remaining big men were startled and quickly flew back. Mr. Wan sneered, with a bloodthirsty pleasure in his heart, licked his lips and said: "Let's go. "Are you done?" As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed forward, like a bolt of lightning, and struck the person closest to him with one palm. However, at this moment, there was a sudden soft sound and the sound of a weapon piercing the air. came and went straight to Mr. Wan¡¯s chest. Mr. Wan's eyes narrowed and he looked at the gun head coming towards him. An almost instinctive sense of crisis came to his heart. A chill suddenly appeared in his heart. If he was hit by this gun, he would die. "Roar!" With a thundering tiger roar, the tiger turned into true energy flew out again, and pounced on the flying soul gun. Upon seeing this, Ye Yu's mouth corners slightly raised, his wrist shook, and his hand was like an iron chain. The poisonous snake circled in the air, avoiding the charging tiger, and shot towards the black-robed monk who was flying back. Mr. Wan's heart trembled, and goosebumps appeared all over his body. Looking at the flying spear tip, the fear in his heart amplified little by little. He was hit by a spiritual weapon. Even if he was a monk at the seventh level of Qi training, He didn't dare to say that he could escape completely, so he quickly slapped the tip of the gun with two palms in succession, hoping to deflect the chain gun a little.