Ye Chenshan hid in the snake's mouth, trembling with fear!
The death of Master Mo and the ninth-rank Death Scythe had driven him into despair. He didn't even notice how he was dragged into the snake's mouth.
He sensed what was happening outside the snake's mouth. When he saw that Su Ping's most powerful pet, the Little Skeleton, was smashed into pieces by the Flame Flood Dragon, Ye Chenshan lost all hope. The Flame Flood Dragon was more than ten times stronger than the previous one. He was no match for it!
Just as he was about to face death in despair, the snake suddenly opened its mouth.
Whoosh!
A simple black light shot out at high speed.
Ye Chenshan didn't know what it was, nor did he see what it was. It seemed to be … a hidden weapon?!
However, although hidden weapons were effective against humans, they were insignificant against the Flame Jiao Dragon.
"Ding!"
The dark "hidden weapon" smashed into the Flame Flood Dragon's head and shattered on the spot.
It didn't work.
Ye Chenshan didn't know whether to laugh bitterly or to despair. This struggle was a bit miserable. He would rather sit and wait for death.
"It didn't hit?"
Su Ping frowned. The next second, he took action. Whoosh!
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Roar!
The Flame Flood Dragon's roar was close at hand!
Ye Chenshan, who was in the snake's mouth, looked at the Flame Flood Dragon's huge mouth through the snake's open mouth. He could clearly see the sharp fangs in the mouth, and between the fangs, there was an … arm.
Judging by the sleeve, it was Master Mo's hand.
Ye Chenshan closed his eyes in despair.
Ding!
All of a sudden, the stench of the strong wind that assaulted his face instantly disappeared.
The world became extremely quiet. Not a single sound could be heard. The only thing that could be heard was the wind.
Ye Chenshan was surprised. No pain?
Did he die in an instant?
He slowly opened his eyes. He was still in the cave, not the world after death as he had imagined. The Flame Flood Dragon that was about to pounce on him in less than 0.1 seconds had … disappeared.
Ye Chenshan was stunned.
"Success," Su Ping breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense body relaxed slightly, feeling the joy of surviving a disaster.
He raised his hand and waved, and all the dark lights that had been shot out later all returned to his hand. While Ye Chenshan was still in a daze, he casually put them into his storage space.
This was what he had thought of when he was in danger, a medium beast-catching ring.
The middle-rank beast-catching ring could capture beast kings, but the success rate was only 1.25%. Su Ping had to accumulate hundreds of beast-catching rings and throw them at the beast kings at the same time. Of course, in the case of extreme luck, it was also possible to use Soul Imprint.
As for capturing a Rank Nine Devouring Beast, the probability was 50%.
Half.
If it was a Rank Seven Monster Beast, it would be a 100% hit!
"It was supposed to be a 50% success rate, but it cost me four middle-level beast-catching rings."
Su Ping felt a slight heartache, but fortunately, his life was saved. No matter how much he used, it was worth it.
Whoosh!
Su Ping waved his hand. The beast-catching ring that had fallen to the ground flew into his hand as well.
This beast-catching ring was different from the ones he had never used before. The surface of this beast-catching ring was quaint and dark, emitting a faint golden glow. It was warm to the touch.
Su Ping's consciousness penetrated the beast-catching ring. Immediately, he saw a huge dark space. At the moment, there were sounds of iron chains rattling and dragon roaring. Many thick chains extended into the darkness, entangling a huge and ferocious figure. It was the awe-inspiring Flame Flood Dragon.
"Luckily, the peak of the ninth rank is still at the ninth rank. As long as it is not a beast king, the success rate is 50%. Otherwise, I would have used up all my beast-catching rings and it would not have worked." Su Ping felt lucky.
The Flame Flood Dragon seemed to have sensed that Su Ping was spying on it. The Flame Flood Dragon struggled even more violently. However, every time it struggled, the chains would shrink a little bit, sinking into its scales. Dragon blood oozed out.
"Let me out!"
The Flame Flood Dragon bellowed, but it was not speaking human language. It was communicating telepathically. It was just that when this thought was transmitted to Su Ping's mind, it could only be understood in human language.
This was the first time that Su Ping had met a beast that could communicate telepathically. The beast could almost understand human language.
"You want to get out? Tell me about the Astral Spirit Fruit. When did it move to this cave? Also, what's up with the flood dragon pit? Is it the corpse of your ancestor that has been guarding this place for generations?" Su Ping asked.
With the beast-catching ring suppressing the beast, Su Ping was not worried about the ferocious flood dragon. Instead, he was curious about the changes in this place.
"Let me out!!"
The Flame Flood Dragon was still bellowing.
Su Ping could not communicate with the flood dragon for the time being. He withdrew his consciousness from the beast-catching ring and wanted to wait for the flood dragon to calm down.
"That … Flame Flood Dragon?"
Ye Chenshan looked around in a daze. He noticed that Su Ping was staring at an antique bracelet, so he couldn't help but ask, "What is it?
"I think it ran away," Su Ping said casually.
Ye Chenshan was stunned. "Ran away? Why did it run away? Wasn't it about to … "
"Maybe it ate something dirty and had diarrhea," Su Ping said.
Ye Chenshan was shocked.
Something dirty?
He suddenly thought of Master Mo's arm stuck in the flood dragon's teeth. He was speechless.
However, he no longer liked Master Mo as he did before. All that was left was anger. When Master Mo pushed them away and threw them to the Flame Flood Dragon, it was obvious that he wanted to kill them.
"Will this thing come back? Let's just leave! " Ye Chenshan looked around. He felt that this was not the time for jokes. The flood dragon had disappeared for no reason. Who knew if it would suddenly appear again?
Su Ping nodded and jumped out of the Purple Python's mouth. He looked around and found that Luo Guxue, who had fallen into the flood dragon pit, was fine. She had just passed out.
Su Ping looked at the treasure here … The Astral Spirit-gathering Tree.
He suddenly felt that he could uproot the tree. He could find a place in the store to cultivate it, or he could find an empty cultivation ground and plant it there.
However, the tree was four or five meters tall and took up too much space. He might not be able to fit it in his storage space. He had to upgrade his storage space.
Considering the value of the Astral Spirit Tree, Su Ping spent ten thousand energy points to double the size of his storage space, which was just enough to accommodate the Astral Spirit Tree and some extra space.
Whoosh!
Su Ping jumped to the Astral Spirit Tree and looked at the only fruit left on the tree. It was strange that the two Flame Flood Dragons didn't eat it. Of course, maybe they had already eaten it. Only the first one would work. The second one would be useless.
Su Ping cut off the root of the fruit with his mind like a knife and caught it.
In the distance, Ye Chenshan controlled his Gray-scaled Lizard to carry the unconscious Luo Guxue out of the pit. He was a bit surprised to see Su Ping pick the fruit. But then he remembered that Su Ping had saved his life, so he didn't want to fight for the fruit.
He picked up the Astral Spirit Fruit and smelled its aroma. He wanted to eat it right away, but on second thought, he was about to reach the fifth rank. It was not a good idea to use the fruit now. So, he put it away.
As for the tree, he didn't put it in his storage space right away. After all, Ye Chenkong was next to him. Doing so would expose his secret.
He turned around and went to the pit. There were seven or eight corpses lying there. They had all died not long ago.
Su Ping searched the corpses to see if they had brought any treasures with them. That would be a great advantage for him.
When he touched a young man's body, Su Ping was surprised. The body was still warm. Was he still alive?
The young man seemed to have felt Su Ping's hand. He forced himself to open his eyes. His lips moved. "Help me …"
Su Ping looked at the hole in the young man's chest. His heart wasn't directly hurt, but the blood vessels in his heart had been cut. If the young man were a battle pet warrior, he would have died.
"You can't be saved. Do you have any last words? Like a fiancée or a bank card?" Su Ping asked.
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