Monster Paradise

"The summoning time is only one hour, but it has been very good without being sealed."

Just when Lin Huang was still observing the card of Hao Tiandao, the voice of Xiaohe suddenly came again.

[Detected that there is a book in the body of the scorpion! 】

Under normal circumstances, the fire is obtained. After the ignition of the fire is completed, the fire will release a large amount of information and pass it to the winner of the fire. This information usually contains the memory and inheritance of the monster being hunted.

However, Lin Huang did not get the memory of the inheritance. After a few seconds, Xiao Hei suddenly heard this sound.

"A book page?" Lin Huang felt a bit strange.

[After identification, this page should be a fetish. Just after the fall of the scorpion, this page wants to go away, captured by me, with a missing corner, but the impact is not great. If I didn't guess wrong, the host did not get the inheritance memory released by the scorpion fire. It is very likely that his inheritance memory was absorbed by this page. 】

"What about it?" Lin Huang asked quickly.

A piece of palm-sized dark gold object slowly floated out of the body of the scorpion, suspended in front of Lin Huang. Lin Huang stared at the half-baked, this page is like a dark gold object on the paper, faintly flashing black secret lines.

“Can I extract information from this page?” Lin Huang asked quickly.

[The item level is too high, it can't be carded, and it can't extract information. I can only suppress it. I can put it into the host and the host slowly tries to communicate. 】

Xiaohe’s voice fell, and Lin Huang had reached out and touched the page.

In the next moment, Lin Huang only felt a whirlwind.

When I came back, I was no longer on the island of Elan, but a piece of wild land with a knife.

"Little black!" Lin Huang secretly contacted Xiao Hei, want to ask what happened, but found that Xiao Hei has never responded.

"It seems that I was cut off from the contact..." Lin Huang frowned slightly, looking around, looking at the endless wilderness, except for a raging sword, nothing else.

Just when Lin Huang’s mind was in doubt, a strange thought naturally rose in his mind.

"As long as you find your own one in the 108,800 knives, you can get a recognition of one page. Only one chance, once the mistake is made, the knives will automatically collapse, and I will lose this chance. ......"

Lin Huang did not know why, suddenly realized the rules here, his eyes immediately swept around.

No one is the same as the sword of the entrance, and it is arrogant and arrogant. I don’t know how many times more powerful than Lin Huang’s super-powerful sword. I can see that Lin Huang is dazzled.

Just when he didn't know how to pick it up, a strange feeling came from a distance, like a magnet attracting him.

Lin Huang's figure immediately slid in that direction, and ran for more than half an hour, finally arrived at the source of the strange attraction.

After standing in this area, Lin Huang's gaze swept through the surrounding swords and finally locked in one of them.

That inexplicable attraction comes from this knife.

It looks ordinary, even the handle is simple wood, there is no trace of the sculpt. The blade is just plain silver, not even a little bit of a pattern.

Putting it in this pile of knives, this one is no more common, and it can even be said to be unremarkable. Even the breath is very flat, unlike other knives, some killing ambitions, some arrogant, some bloody...

"Whether it is right or not, I will choose you today!" Although it was unremarkable, Lin Huang looked very pleasing. In his opinion, even if the knife can't be used for combat, it is good to practice it.

Holding one hand on the handle, Lin Huang slowly pulled the knife out of the ground.

At the moment when the long knife was pulled out, a golden mangling rushed up. On the seemingly inconspicuous knives, the golden awns that radiated like the sun were emanating, and the whole piece of wasteland was washed away in an instant.

When Jin Mang disperses, Lin Huang's vision is restored, he has returned to Elan Island.

[Host, are you okay? 】

At this time, there was a black voice in the ear.

"Nothing." Lin Huang shook his head, apparently just happened, Xiaohe did not know. And I feel that I have stayed in the wasteland for at least half an hour, but now it seems that the real world is only less than a second.

Lin Huang’s voice just fell, and the golden book page was automatically streamed into Linyi’s fingers and fell into his body.

[Hosting you seem to get its approval directly, it saves me a lot of trouble. 】

At the same time that the pages of the book changed, Xiao He seemed to want to suppress, but he noticed that it was not malicious. This did not pay attention, letting it get into Lin Huang's body.

After consciousness was once again immersed in the body, Lin Huang quickly found the existence of this page in a void space in the body, which was automatically suspended in a place not far from Xiaohei and a bunch of cards.

As Lin Huang’s consciousness touched, massive information began to flood into Lin Huang’s brain.

Lin Huang was a little surprised, but then the surprise became a surprise, because all the contents recorded in the pages are the contents of the knife.

It is not the human knife's content, but the monster's knife!

Almost from the ordinary monsters without mutations, to the powerful monsters of three variations, the battlefields are in the long habitat, and all the monsters of the knife are recorded. Their knives are all on the gold sheet of this page.

Lin Huang is simply ecstatic, he is not a knife-way inheritance, but tens of thousands of knife-way inheritance!

The book page clearly records the whole process of each kind of monster knife formation. Lin Huang is like a bystander who is less than three meters away from the side, witnessing everything.

Only after a brief reading, the time has come to the middle of the night, Lin Huang himself did not notice, when he watched these inheritance, the artistic conception of his own body was unconsciously elevated. When Lin Huang returned to God, it was already more than ten o'clock in the evening.

After looking at the time, he realized that he should leave.

The line of sight fell on the body of the Emperor, and Lin Huang chose to follow his last wish, picking up his body and carrying three demons all the way to the vicinity of the cliff on the eastern edge of the island. go with.

After a few minutes, four people arrived near the cliff.

When Lin Huang walked to the place where he saw the sorrowful sorcerer, he screamed at the three demons. "Who are you helping to dig a pit?"

The three demons looked at each other and the demon came out. He stretched out his claws and quickly dig out a standard rectangular pit three meters long and one meter wide. The depth is almost two or three meters.

The demon reached out again, and the body of the scorpion cockroach automatically floated up, and even the long knife that had been cracked in his hand, slowly fell into the pit. After that, the black sand on the ground began to automatically fill into the big pit and bury the body.

After the inferior devil finished this, Lin Huang nodded with satisfaction. "The business is quite skilled. I will find you in the future."

After recovering the three demon species, Lin Huang’s gaze once again fell back to the newly buried small soil slope. “You are a respectable opponent. I will make an exception to your body this time, so rest in peace.”

When the voice fell, Lin Huang directly summoned the door of Wu Mo and stepped into it.

On the dead island of Elan, the wind whistled.

In the sky, a red and a purple two-round moon is filled with a quiet moonlight.

At 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, under the black soil, the heart of the cockroach has completely burst, showing a faint golden awn.

If you look into his body carefully, you will find that it is a golden thumb with a thumb size, exactly the same shape as the broken corner of the knife that Lin Huang obtained.

On the entire island, the black death began to madly pour from the wound position of the scorpion's chest into the residual page of the knife.

There is also a strange and dramatic change in the body of the Emperor.

As soon as four or five in the morning, the anxious black of the entire island was completely exhausted, and even the buds of flowers and plants grew faintly.

Just as the first rays of the dawn came on the island, the corpse of the scorpion buried in the mud, the fingers trembled a little...