Wu Hen asked solemnly.

The Tai Peng they were hunting just now had not a single feather on its body that was not releasing golden wild thunder. If it were placed in the world of cultivation, it is estimated that the thunder tribulations that those cultivators have to overcome are all released by this guy!

"

It’s wrapped, go and kill it, bring the meat back, and give it a big piece for you!”

Xiao Jiang, a young man from the ancient tribe, said.

"Okay, it's time for me to grow taller.

"

Wu Hen nodded,

Due to his job as a handyman, Wu Hen can get less meat when he is not distributed according to his work. His body is still very weak, and it is the time when he needs to rely on meat to supplement it.

The ancient tribe encourages these geniuses to be self-reliant, so after the initial care period, they will no longer give away food for free.

Wu Hen also knew that this was the ancient tribesmen testing themselves to see how successful their cultivation was these days.

It’s so good, Xiaoyi hasn’t eaten meat for a long time

The result is the Thunder-Crossing Taipeng, which is the first mythical creature he has hunted. Xiaoyi can also take advantage of the situation and steal the mythical soul breath of this Thunder-Crossing Taipeng!

"

Be careful, if you really can't beat him, just run away. After all, you have practiced running for so many days. We are not short of prey, but we have lost a talented person, and the village will still be sad.

"Uncle Chonglishan also warned.

Wu Hen's face darkened and he left without looking back.

People of ancient tribes like to eat banquets the most. On rest days, you must find a reason to eat banquets.

Once, they really ran out of ideas, so they made a full moon mat

Celebrating the arrival of genius Wu Hen in their village for a whole month!

A strong smell of thunder and fire came from the mountains. Wu Hen looked for the smell floating in the air and chased after it.

The Thunder-crossing Tai Peng must have flown into the mountain peak in front. The top of the mountain is its lair. There are traces of its blood dripping on the ground, but its blood traces produced terrible thunder and fire in the mountains and forests, which was really terrifying.

A mythical species.

Even half-dead ones are extremely difficult to deal with.

But there is no room for Wu Hen to hesitate. This kind of mythical species heals itself very quickly. If you delay it for a while, I am afraid that a hundred Wu Hens combined will not be enough to fill the gaps in the teeth of this thunder-crossing Taipeng!
Chapter completed!