"Boss, this should be the trace left by the snow fairy cow. It's a big guy! It should be at least a low-level fairy beast..."

In this secret realm, there are dense forests, swamps, mountains, and dangerous water everywhere. The more you go, the more powerful the monsters appear. Xiang Yang is not in a hurry. After two days, the group of people only advanced for more than a thousand miles, and is still half the distance from the central area estimated by Xiang Yang.

The "Ning Shendou" had already reported his true identity under his fist. His name was Fang Baiqin. He was a genius disciple of the Beast Control Sect. He had a mid-stage cultivation level in the Nine-Turns. However, most of his ability was on the strange beast that had recognized his master since childhood. Now the specially made beast control circle is also considered a Sumeru magic weapon. It cannot be opened. Ninety percent of his strength has fallen out of ten percent.

However, this person is also a genius and is very familiar with alien beasts. Often, as long as you see a little clue, you can judge the movements and breeds of alien beasts. Even your strength can be estimated to be almost the same. At this time, he became a good candidate for scouts.

The closer you get to the center, the greater the probability of meeting a monk. Now, the team behind Xiang Yang has dozens of people. A group of people divides their work and cooperates. They are thriving all the way. There is no grass left wherever they pass. Even a few immortal beasts have slaughtered a few, and everyone is full of money. They are becoming more and more convinced by this boss who is on power.

They have real skills!

Not only is his fist big, but his eyes are extremely vicious.

Everyone was just meeting for the first time, but everyone's length was almost the same as he estimated. Although he didn't take action every time he fought, the tasks were allocated just right, whoever restrained, who would attack, and who would cooperate, in an orderly manner.

Along the way, the several fairy beasts they encountered were very strong, but under his command, they easily won them without any effort.

You know, their strength has been severely suppressed now, but the talented skills of those immortal beasts have not been affected at all. As one goes up and down, it is extremely difficult to kill without damage.

Sometimes, they all doubt whether this boss is really the legendary supreme bloodline...

"Last brother, isn't your sect claiming to have a perfect plan? How about the boss?"

Xiang Yang took Fang Baiqin to investigate the terrain, while the others rested on the spot. Two guys who turned into ordinary appearances were sitting on the grass and whispering.

In this small team, there were seven or eight people who looked like when Xiang Yang refining weapons. Now they are in a similar scent. They have been ranked in their own generations and are in line with each other.

Whenever Xiang Yang recruits a team member, it’s fine if he has a good attitude. If he has a bad attitude, he will directly teach the principles of being a human being with his fists, but no matter what, he must report his original identity.

The third one is a disciple of a large sect in Zhongshenzhou. Although he is not as good as the Eighteen Overlord Sect, he is also of some origin. There is a Emperor Bu Tianzhen in the sect. It is said that he has realized some amazing laws and is very good at calculating techniques and is known as the Heavenly Suanzi.

When the other party mentioned the ancestor of his own sect, the third brother suddenly felt energetic and shook his head and sighed: "I can't understand Elder Bu Tian's ability... You should have heard of the fifth brother in the battle of Feng Valley, right? At that time, even the masters of the three supreme sects had to obey his orders..."

The guy who asked about it smiled and said, "If the blue-eyed golden eagle I met last night, if your elder was there, could it be arranged so well? That's a two-tribulation fairy beast, or a flying bird... What about us? How many points of strength can we still have? If it weren't for the boss's clever arrangement, we would probably have to be wiped out if we couldn't even touch a single hair, right?"

The third brother smiled embarrassedly and shook his head and said, "I don't know this, but our boss is really powerful... He came up with such an idea. And even the time of each step is calculated at all. Even the direction of a rock can be inferred. I, Pan Bao, have such skills!"

Thinking of the relaxed victory last night, Lao Wu also praised: "Yes, with those brothers of the earth-type immortal embryo, it is not too difficult to hollow out the abdomen of a small hill. The difficulty lies in the timing and angle. I think the boss seems to have calculated the route of the blue-eyed golden eagle flying... Otherwise, why would that happen so coincidental in the end?"

"Well, I probably mean it... By the way, do you think the boss is really that person..."

"It's very likely that he hasn't wanted any of so many babies in the past two days... Who else is so rich except that?"

"Oh, in that game, I also bet half of my wealth... But if I lose to the boss, it would be fine. I have made a lot of money back in the past few days."

"Haha, I'm fine. I don't have much spare money in my pocket and I can't afford to place bets. I've made money in vain these days, haha!"

The two of them were chatting here, and a short whistle came from the front. The group of people suddenly became energetic, stood up in unison, and walked forward quietly.

A few miles ahead, there was a low-high mountain with bushes scattered around the mountain, and a small lake was a small lake, with Xiang Yang and Fang Baiqi waiting in the bushes by the small lake.

The weather in the secret realm is warm and moist, but this small lake is very strange, it is actually covered with a thick layer of ice shells, and only one of them is the living water.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Xiang Yang waved and painted it on a stone slab in front of him. Not long after, he drew a set of simple sound insulation formations. Beside him, Fang Baiqin immediately inputted vitality at the formation node he pointed out and activated it.

He has shown this ability to engrave the formation with empty hands many times in the past two days, and the people around him did not show any surprise, but he has become more certain of his identity, especially those guys who have transformed into the same appearance as him, who really feel like they pretend to be ghosts and meet the real king of hell.

With the sound insulation formation, Xiang Yang then introduced: "According to Baiqin's analysis, this snow-stepped fairy cow should have been at least two robbery immortal beasts. He has been hiding deep in the lake on weekdays, and he will only go ashore when hunting..."

"This lake doesn't seem to be big, but judging from the terrain, the depth is at least a thousand feet. In the water, we all can't take it anyway!"

"But the snow fairy cow has the bloodline of ancient rhinoceros beasts, and its value is a little higher than the blue-eyed golden eagle. Even if so many of us brothers share it together, it will be a good income. We can't let it go!"

"We're here this time... Wu Ze, when we came just now, there was a spoonful of bud grass, and you could see it? Then on the hill next to you, you should be able to find a few tricolor mushrooms... You're like this..."

"Liu Neng, you are responsible..."

With his instructions one by one, dozens of people immediately took off all the big and small burdens behind him and became busy.
Chapter completed!