Chapter 657 Dispute

A rough estimate shows that at least three to four thousand Danube beasts were killed. He Lingchuan had no idea whether the Thunder Beasts killed more or the Violent Hurricane killed more.

At the cost of their companions' flesh and blood, the remaining Danube beasts had waded through the stone formation and rushed to the stone mountain behind.

He Lingchuan looked at the mess and suddenly felt that these practitioners on his side were not much different from the Danube beasts.

There were still lightning and thunder in the stone formation.

Everyone knew at a glance that the Thunder Beasts were still alive.

Their lord was also still alive.

"Go dig pumice, quickly!" He Lingchuan pointed at the Danube beast corpses that stretched for miles and said to his teammates, "Group in pairs, be careful of sneak attacks!"

For hunters, this is a beautiful moment with gold everywhere!

Others enter the Fu Realm for a living and to make money, but He Lingchuan has a different purpose from them. He does not pick up any of the Danube beast corpses on the ground and moves forward to the stone formation with one heart and one mind.

There are many people who hold the same idea as him.

It seems that everyone understands that the closer the animal corpses are to the stone formation, the higher the output may be.

But the battle in the stone formation is not over at all.

When He Lingchuan approached, he found that it was tragic.

The thunder barrier set up by the Thunder Beast has been broken. There are the most animal corpses around the barrier, even piled up to two or three feet high, most of which have turned into charcoal.

But more than half of its fellows were killed or injured.

No matter how powerful this lord-level monster is, it finally couldn't withstand the double attack of the beast tide sandstorm, and its body was covered with scars. When He Lingchuan saw it from a distance, he even noticed that it was bleeding from its mouth and nose.

The sandstorm lasted for three and a half hours, and it persisted here for three and a half hours. Now it is extremely tired, and every breath brings out a thick blood mist.

But its opponents have also been reduced in number.

He Lingchuan counted that there were originally seven beasts, but now there are only five standing, especially the leader, whose body was burned everywhere, with skin and flesh torn, and it seemed that there were few intact skins on his body.

The Thunder Beast hated it the most, so of course it took the most care of it.

He Lingchuan didn't dare to offend the two monsters, so he avoided them and circled around, looking for the dead beast.

That was his primary goal.

No, no, nowhere.

He suppressed his anxiety and began to patrol for the second time.

The Danube beast corpses were scattered all over the place, and it was not easy to find the corpse of the beast here.

This time he remembered the mirror and put it on his arm. The soul-catching mirror had no eyes, but its ability to find things was much better than his.

Soon, the mirror shouted: "Stop, stop, stop, your left, left! No, a little more to the right."

Five feet away, there was only a pile of Thunder Beast corpses.

"Look down!" The soul-catching mirror said unceremoniously, "That little Thunder Beast, you have to look at its belly!"

He Lingchuan did see a little beast with its back exposed, as if it was pressed under the adult Thunder Beast, and its size was only half that of the adult beast. But the soul-catching mirror said, belly?

He turned to take a look and was surprised:

There was a beastless beast in the belly of the little Lei Qing beast!

The upper body of the beastless beast was outside, its head was flattened, and the lower part below the waist was in the belly of the little Lei Qing beast. It looked like it had drilled out of the little beast's body, but before it could escape, it was trampled by the angry adult beast and died!

Seeing this scene, He Lingchuan could instantly restore the scene at that time.

Ninety-nine percent of the time, the beastless beast killed the little Lei Qing beast and drilled into its belly, emptied it into half a sack, and drilled in itself.

What's the benefit of doing this?

Maybe, at least it can avoid the strong wind outside?

But he immediately saw some fragments in the claws, on the body, and on the ground of the beastless beast.

The fragments were not like stones, because there were blue and green snowflake-like spots on them, and they should be very beautiful when they were complete.

In a flash, He Lingchuan took a glance and was about to step forward, but someone jumped out from the side and cut off the beastless beast's head with a knife!

This knife was as smooth as flowing water, without any extra effort. Even in the Fu Realm where the gravity is more than three times that of the Fu Realm, it was still steady, accurate and ruthless.

Good skills! He Lingchuan's pupils shrank subconsciously and looked at the person who came.

It was Hu Bin?

"Oh, Mr. He." He seemed to have just seen He Lingchuan and grinned and greeted him, "You are here too?"

But everyone knows that this is not a place for small talk.

"Brother Hu, can you give up the head of the beast?" He Lingchuan didn't waste any words, "I'll pay a high price."

If you can buy it, don't grab it, it's a waste of time.

"This?" Hu Bin raised the head of the beast and shook it twice, "Why do you want this? There are pumice stones all over the ground to pick up."

There were corpses everywhere, and everyone was trying to cut heads.

Time is precious, and digging pumice stones is too troublesome. Unless the animal head is too big, everyone will cut the head and put it away, and open it later when they have time.

"I need its brain to refine a magic weapon."

Hu Bin said with a smile: "Okay, bring forty Shuzhu, and this head is yours."

Forty? He Lingchuan was displeased: "Brother Hu, change the conditions?"

Everyone just survived the sandstorm, no one would have so many Shuzhu. Besides, the strong wind just passed, and I don't know how far I have to go before I can find the Shuzhu grass again.

Now, every Shuzhu is a life-saving bead, but Hu Bin dares to ask for forty at a time?

This is deliberately making things difficult.

"No change, just this." Hu Bin shook his head, "Or you can kill a Wushou yourself. There are still five or six alive there."

He Lingchuan's eyes flickered slightly. Since this man refused to accept the toast, how about?

He has done many things such as killing and robbing thieves.

But just as this thought came up, three or four people flashed around, all members of the Golden Horn Family.

Captain Zhou stared at the two and said, "What's the problem?"

Since this guy just mediated for someone, He Lingchuan tried: "I want the head of the beast, but he refused to sell it."

"I only want 40 Shuzhu; bring the Shuzhu, and the beast head is yours." Hu Bin said slowly, "Shuzhu is not worth much outside. The head of the beast can be sold for at least 7,000 or 8,000 taels. In the end, you still make money."

Team Zhou coughed lightly: "Mr. He, the transaction is voluntary and cannot be forced."

The rest of the people also gathered around to support Hu Bin.

This fight, do we fight or not?

The sandstorm lasted for three and a half hours just now. He Lingchuan slowed down his breath and only used up 17 Shuzhu, but he gave three to the team members, and now he still has 19 in his hand.

It seems more than enough, but Shuzhu is a thing that will be used up quickly in a fight. Besides, no one knows how far to go to find Shuzhu grass and replenish the inventory.

Therefore, each one is very precious.

Time and the beads are the most important resources for war preparation at the moment.

The soul-catching mirror also hurriedly advised the owner: "Isn't there still a dead beast? Look for it again! It's not worth fighting with them."

He Lingchuan glanced at Hu Bin and turned away.

The man's voice came from behind: "The transaction is valid within one hour."

He Lingchuan said nothing and continued to look for the corpse of the beast.

"This person is targeting me."

The soul-catching mirror said: "Aren't hunters like this?"

"Forty, this price is very skillful. If there are fewer, I can get them together; if there are more, I definitely don't want them." He Lingchuan looked back and found that Hu Bin was still staring at his back, "Usually I can find teammates to get the beads together, but at this critical moment, no one can give me."

After experiencing the super long sandstorm, the teammates didn't have many beads in their hands, and each one was for life-saving. At this time, asking for beads is like asking for life!

And now everyone is facing a time trap, that is, time is passing by, and they must leave the influence of the sandstorm and go to other areas to pick up the pearls before the pearls are consumed.

The length of this journey is unknown, and enough pearls must be left.

At best, most hunters' pearls can't last for two hours. Some teams left after the sandstorm ended, reluctantly leaving the Danube beast corpses on the ground, just because they didn't have enough time.

The sandstorm in the Fu Realm has a very large influence range, and it is not feasible to send someone out to pick them. It takes more than two hours to go back and forth. No one dares to take this risk.

Therefore, teams like the Chiyan team can only stay for half an hour at most, and must leave.

Does Hu Bin want him to turn against the Chiyan people, or attack other teams?

After all, robbing the goods is the fastest.

But Hu Bin intends to go with the Jin family team, and He Lingchuan is not easy to rob openly.

A hunter from the Jin family team jumped down from the top of the pile of corpses and stepped on the claws of the beast. With a "snap", the fragments were shattered.

"Is this the beast?" The man took a knife to cut the skin and claws. The materials of the Danube beast can be sold for money, and the rarer the higher the price.

However, he took two steps before he found some half-green and half-white mucus on the soles of his shoes.

"What is this?"

But in this chaotic battlefield, what strange things are there? He didn't care, he scratched the soles of his shoes and went to harvest the pumice of other Danube beasts.

He Lingchuan took a mirror and started a new round of search.

However, there was nothing.

He was already sweating profusely and his legs were filled with lead, but he couldn't find the remaining corpse of the beast anywhere.

Maybe it was buried in the sand, or maybe it had been beheaded by someone else. In this extremely chaotic battlefield, who can say for sure?

He Lingchuan could only focus on the living beast.

He didn't even dare to think about the leader; were there any other beasts that were easy to pick on?

After observing them, he found some.

One beast had a broken left leg and two clear burns on its belly, one of which had a hole in its belly. It not only walked with a limp, but also half hung its head, obviously seriously injured.

But the problem was that the other beast was right beside it, almost inseparable.

This kind of monster actually had emotions and ties.

The most troublesome thing was that they were not far from the two giant beasts fighting in the field.

He Lingchuan had to get close to the center of the battlefield if he wanted to kill the beast.

A battle was inevitable, he sighed, put a pill in his mouth, and went up with a knife.

The closer he got to the center of the stone formation, the more He Lingchuan felt his hair stand on end.

The free electric current in the air almost made his hair explode.

There were still dozens of surviving Thunder Beasts, still gathered in the beast nest, with their heads facing the outside in a circle, united to resist the attack of the beastless beasts.

When he climbed up the pile of corpses, the scene in front of him made He Lingchuan suddenly realize:

On the sand pile in the middle of the beast nest, there were two round eggs!