What Should I Do If I Can’T Die?

"If it weren't for you, it wouldn't be like this at all!"

The Golden Demon gritted his teeth: "If you are the one, both sides will suffer losses!"

"It's ridiculous. If he dares to attack me, I don't believe he won't attack you!"

Wei Ming sneered: "Sure enough, I have no brains. Talking nonsense to you is a waste of time."

He left in a flash, really not wanting to talk about it.

The Golden Demon was so angry that he beat his chest twice and looked at Song Shi's position angrily for a while before reluctantly jumping off the stone and preparing to leave, not daring to give Song Shi a chance.

But Song Shi had already come and blocked his way.

"You can't kill me, I'm different from the ordinary Demon Race!"

The spirit demon gritted his teeth.

"I've got what I want. I didn't want to kill you. Give me your original demon bone."

Song Shi is beyond doubt.

"The original demon bone is the treasure of my descendant demon ape clan!"

The Golden Demon doesn’t want to give it.

"Then I can only waste some energy to grab it. I don't know how many times you can ignore the rules here and explode."

Song Shi showed murderous intent. These emperors had trump cards, but he was still not afraid.

The Golden Demon's expression changed slightly. He had just used his trump card once. If he used it again now, he might not even be able to pass the first level of the Demonic Refining.

To him, the demon bone is just a symbol of status, not a means of saving his life.

But this thing is related to the problem of condensing the original Demon Physique if he reaches the final level, which is not without value.

"Can't bear to part with it? Then I'll put in the effort to kill you and get it myself."

Song Shi walked over, murderous aura released from his body like a tide,

"Stop, isn't it just like using demon bones to unlock the inherited scriptures of each tribe? I'll give it to you."

The Demonic Ape doesn't want to fight anymore. To be precise, he can no longer use life-saving means to escape.

Moreover, he felt that it was a bit difficult for him to reach the final level, and it would not have much impact without the original demon bone.

He reluctantly took out the bones and threw them to the other side, then turned and left.

Song Shi caught up with the demon bone in a flash. After confirming that it was real, he ignored the golden demon who had disappeared.

After he returned, after all the bones withered, he collected all the Blood Spirit Orbs. The thirteen Demon Race geniuses gathered a total of 108 Blood Spirit Orbs, with an average of about eight, easily achieving the goal.

Song Shi got eight kinds of magic scriptures among other trophies. As for why there are not eleven kinds, it is mainly due to duplication.

Among them, the Bone Demon Sutra, the Power Demon Sutra and the Void Demon Sutra are the most useful to him. The first two can repair the Bone Refining head and muscles respectively, and the Void Demon Sutra is helpful for him to repair the Void Refining Void Sutra.

With the three meridians of blood, bone, and strength combined with the immortal golden body, Song Shi's physical body is enough to reach the next level.

He was extremely satisfied with this harvest.

Continuing to check the other trophies, he found a familiar lancet belonging to the person who had a verbal dispute with him in the ruined temple in the first place.

Since the opponent Law Treasure is here, those guys are probably in trouble.

Without paying much attention, he took out ten Blood Spirit Beads and threw them to An You: "These are for you. I will practice until I refine a hundred Blood Spirit Beads."

"Thank you, sir."

An You was overjoyed. She didn't expect that she could get so many Blood Spirit Orbs at once without doing anything.

She has never had such a good harvest since she came to this extraordinary place.

"Is there a quiet place nearby that can protect you from the wind and rain?"

Song Shi asked: "It's not a problem to practice in this small forest all the time."

"Yes, let me take you to the place where our Hunshi team rests."

Anyou happily led the way to a somewhat dilapidated ancient tower.

"Where did this thing come from? There were still people living in Jueling Land?"

Song is curious.

"They are all sucked in. This is the case in this tower, as well as the previous temples. There are generally no ordinary creatures in the Jueling Land. The environment here is too special, and people below the Demon Emperor cannot survive for long."

Anyou explained.

Song Shi couldn't help but think of the huge whirlpool he encountered earlier. If it was close to the ground, various buildings could easily be swallowed up.

He walked into the pagoda. There was moss growing on the broken parts and many Buddhist inscriptions were engraved on it. The conditions were average, but it was quiet and sheltered from wind and rain.

"Not bad, just stay here for a while."

Song Shi sat cross-legged on the ground, took out the blood spirit beads and started practicing.

"Master, why don't you relax for a while?" An You approached Song Shi and said deliberately seductively.

"Ten Blood Spirit Beads are not enough?" Song Shi was annoyed.

"You don't have to suck it, I just want the young master to be happy." An You said coquettishly.

"We'll talk in a few days. I want to study the technique!"

Song Shi pushed An You away and didn't waste any more time and energy on this female demon.

In the final analysis, this kind of succubus was too easy to obtain, and it was not simple in itself, so he didn't have much interest in playing it.

Once again, he was immersed in practice. After running the Bone Demon Sutra and the Power Demon Sutra, Song Shi's bones began to rattle, and his muscles seemed to come alive and were constantly squirming.

His Qi and blood have further strengthened, and there is no change in his magic power, but his life source is constantly increasing.

This is an improvement in the level of life and one of the most basic foundations. The effect of the trial in the Jue Ling Land should be here.

Perhaps because the muscles, bones, and flesh were trained together, Song Shi's digestion of the Blood Spirit clan became larger, and the absorption speed increased accordingly. It originally took three days to refine one pill, but it took two days to refine one pill.

But An You was still at his original speed, which seemed a bit slow in comparison.

Moreover, Anyou was a little depressed after not being touched by Song Shi for three consecutive days. She pursed her lips and went out for a walk rather resentfully.

Outside, several figures were squatting outside the tower. They were all human monks. They looked quite downcast, as if they were fleeing. When they saw An You coming out, they all looked wary.

"Hmph, you ignorant human beings, are you here looking for death?"

An You showed a cold expression. Normally, these guys were their prey, but now they dared to come close.

"Beauty, we are friends of Brother Song, and we came to him to seek asylum."

Someone explained flatteringly.

"Hmph, do you think you can get shelter by pretending to be my young master's friend?"

An You sneered: "Go away, or I will kill you Blood Condensation Spirit Pill."

"Beauty, we really know Brother Song. I even gave him a set of clothes."

Liu Husheng smiled bitterly. They also learned that Song Shi actually killed everyone and turned both Jin Mo and Wei Ming into bare commanders, so they chose to shamelessly bring others over to seek asylum.

"Keep talking and borrow some clothes!"

An You didn't believe it at all: "Go away or go away, if you don't, I'll do it!"

If there weren't so many of these guys, she would definitely kill them without saying a word.

"Okay, let them stay nearby."

Song Shi's voice came out.

He was quite grateful to Liu Husheng for lending him clothes. Since this man was not dead, staying here temporarily would not have any impact on him. Why not?

"Thank you, Brother Song!"

Liu Hutou said excitedly that there was finally a strong man from their camp in this extraordinary land, and they didn't have to worry about it every day. An You frowned and returned, whispering to Song Shi: "Master, this is not good, they will cause trouble."

She looked determined: "Wei Ming and Jin Mo will definitely not tell the other Demon Race teams that they have suffered a big loss at your hands. When the time comes, these prey will definitely attract other teams."

"Isn't this good?"

Song Shi smiled: "After you said that, I found that leaving them behind has advantages. I don't need to go out to hunt, and the prey will find them by themselves."

"..."

An You has nothing to say. He may be the first person in history who dares to regard other Demon Races as prey.

Is this the place of trial for their Demon Race or the place of trial for this person?

If they continue to kill, the major Demon Races will inevitably suffer heavy losses.

"I hope there will be more teams, just treat it as a leisure activity after training."

Song is Digu.

Anyou smiled helplessly, rolled her eyes, walked over and lay on Song Shi, her eyes as charming as silk: "You have other activities to relax, have you forgotten?"

"There's someone outside. Let's talk next time."

Song Shi peeled off a large lump of meat and continued practicing.

An You gritted her teeth, a little unwilling to do so. This person didn't give her a chance to devour the source, so she could only slowly refine the blood spirit beads to improve.

Liu Husheng and others settled down next to the tower, feeling a little more relieved, but still confused about the future.

"Trapped in this hellish place, is there any chance of getting out alive?"

He asked himself, knowing that the answer was no, there was still a trace of luck.

After all, who wants to die?

He subconsciously looked at the ancient tower and then shook his head.

It was just a set of clothes, could they still expect others to rescue them?

"Brother Liu, what's going on with this guy? Why is he so powerful? One person defeated two Demon Race teams, making the surrounding area temporarily safe."

"It's just, it's amazing. Without seeing it with my own eyes, I thought the Great Saint accidentally got trapped here."

The person who followed Liu Husheng asked.

Demon Race forms a team here. Human monks or other Xuanling monks who are accidentally swallowed up will naturally cooperate as much as possible. At this moment, there are a total of five people who came with Liu Husheng, and their strength ranges from Nascent Soul to Soul Formation. .

"Probably not the Great Saint."

Liu Husheng judged based on what he saw, "His combat power should be comparable to that of a junior True Saint, or will his power be swallowed up by the rules here. I feel that he is more like an Apex Level genius with special means."

"Emperor's son?"

The most powerful monk guessed.

"I haven't heard that the Xuan Spirit World human race has this emperor's son."

The non-human monks among them expressed different opinions.

Liu Husheng waved his hand: "Don't guess. We'll improve our body as soon as possible and try our best to survive here."

Everyone nodded, this is indeed the most important thing.

Since the two nearby Demon Race teams were almost wiped out, without the Demon Race threat, they could safely use the surrounding resources to improve.

There are plants in Jueling Land, and there is naturally food to eat. These naturally grown foods also have a strengthening effect on the physical body, but they are far less powerful than the Blood Spirit Beads.

Hoo ho ho!

A few days later, the sky suddenly turned dark, and the wind blew like ghosts and wolves howling across the sky. The originally bright sky suddenly turned dark, and cold raindrops fell.

Song Shi felt that the power of rules devouring mana around him suddenly became stronger. He opened his eyes in surprise, looked at the stormy scene outside, and thought of the day he fell.

"The black storm is coming, and some creatures will be thrown in."

Anyou opened his mouth to explain.

"This will happen once in about ten days?"

Song Shi compared the time he came here and was curious.

"Absolutely. Rumor has it that this black wind will sweep up some creatures and buildings outside and throw them here together."

An You nodded and added: "I haven't told the young master yet that the source of this black wind is the second level. Now just passing through here, it has such power, which shows how terrifying the second level is."

"That's quite exciting."

Song Shi was not afraid, but became a little interested.

He listened to the wind, what came to mind, and said? : "Are there many creatures blown down by this strange wind every time?"

"Not too many, especially after they are dispersed. A piece of land may not be divided into one. It should be that the location of the swallowing outside is not in a crowded area, but random."

An You shook his head and took a meaningful look outside: "So these prey are still quite popular. We have been hunting for more than half a year. On average, each member only collects six or seven Blood Spirits. If there are no accidents, it will take ten years on average. Get one hundred blood spirit beads."

"Oh, isn't it so easy? It's a pity that I can't experience it anymore." Song Shi chuckled, full of superiority.

An You smiled helplessly: "Young master, you killed two elite teams by yourself and collected a hundred pills in a few days. Of course you can't experience it."

"I feel that a hundred can't reach the limit that can be improved now. It should be possible to refine a few more."

Song Shi expressed his thoughts based on his practice in the past few days.

"Then you're going to hunt other Demon Races?"

Anyou secretly mourns the Demon Race here.

"Why do you need to go to such trouble? Just wait and see. Oh, no, it should be waiting for the devil. Isn't it better?"

Song Shi smiled meaningfully.

An You was stunned for a moment and looked outside: "You want to use them as bait to lure other Demon Race teams over?"

"if not?"

Song Shi shrugged, of course.

Time passed, and at the rate of one pill every two days, more than a month passed. Song Shi practiced normally and successfully doubled the strength of his physical body. The improvement can be said to be very large.

As Wei Ming and Jin Demon's team disappeared and stopped appearing nearby, this land began to be invaded by other Demon Race teams and became a new hunting ground.

On this day, Liu Husheng, who was out collecting wild fruits, heard the sound of fighting. His expression immediately changed and he jumped down from the wild fruit tree.

"Oh no, Brother Liu, the Demon Race team is here. Lao Li has been seriously injured. Zhou Zhiwu was even killed."

A middle-aged Martial Warrior rushed over anxiously, supporting the injured old man.

"We are definitely no match for the Demon Race team. Let's retreat to the ancient tower first!"

Liu Hutou saw the smell of blood coming from the distance and faint screams. He threw away the wild fruits and ran back without hesitation.

Two people ran back from the other direction, joined them, and went to the safest place at the moment.

Back outside the ancient tower, Liu Husheng said hurriedly: "Brother Song, Demon Race's team is coming and we have already killed one of our teammates."

He is very smart and speaks like a teammate with Song Shi.

"I see."

Song Shi walked out slowly: "It came quite quickly. I thought it would take more than half a year for prey to appear."

He didn't say Demon Race team, but directly said prey.

Liu Husheng and others looked at each other in shock, and they couldn't help but think of something.

The most powerful hunters often appear as prey.

This is what this person thinks. I wonder if they can see Song Shi perform his superb hunting skills with their own eyes.