This Tower Spirit, which was smaller and skinnier than ordinary Tower Spirits, stood out from the rest. Although Feng Hao had only scanned it briefly, he couldn't find any flaws on its body. In fact, it didn't even have a tail like a top-grade Tower Spirit.
Its entire body was covered in a tough carapace. If anyone wanted to hurt it, they would have to break through its carapace.
However, looking at the carapace that was reflecting light, Feng Hao knew that its defense was far from what a supreme grade tower spirit could compare to.
This made him, who was still holding onto a sliver of hope, completely give up.
Perhaps Little Qing Meng's poison could greatly reduce its strength, but it might not be able to affect its defense. Back then, he was only able to kill the supreme grade tower spirit because there was a flaw. However, this supreme grade tower spirit was different. It didn't seem to have any flaws, and it could even be said to be perfect.
Moreover, based on the size of its body, it was likely that its speed was also very shocking.
This was what Feng Hao was most worried about.
"Master, is there really no flaw in this supreme grade tower spirit?"
He asked Elder Fen in his mind, unwilling to give up.
"Perhaps there is, but no one has discovered it yet."
After a long while, Elder Fen's voice was heard. His tone was very heavy.
Without a doubt, a supreme grade spiritual core could raise one's cultivation by a level. This was undoubtedly a shocking temptation that no one could resist.
Back then, there were many races that wanted to kill the supreme grade tower spirit. However, they paid a huge price and even let the supreme grade tower spirit escape.
No one had the ability to stop the supreme grade tower spirit. A supreme grade tower spirit that already possessed intelligence wouldn't foolishly wait to be slaughtered. If there was a huge disparity in strength, it would choose to escape.
After hearing Elder Fen's detailed explanation, Feng Hao couldn't help sighing in his heart.
Indeed, if it possessed intelligence, even a supreme grade tower spirit wouldn't be able to kill it, let alone a supreme grade tower spirit.
"Meng 'er, let's begin."
After letting out a sigh, Feng Hao said to Little Qing Meng, who was beside him.
When the hunt began, Little Qing Meng didn't need his guidance anymore. Her fingers constantly moved, and the tower spirits silently fell one after another as if they had fallen into a deep sleep.
This valley was huge, and the two of them were also very patient. They didn't enter the valley, but instead circled around it and tried their best to kill the tower spirits in the outer and middle regions.
Of course, they would naturally circle around places with supreme grade tower spirits.
"The number of tower spirits in this forbidden zone is equivalent to two on the first floor."
Looking at the densely packed tower spirits, Feng Hao came to this conclusion.
This was the only thing that made him feel gratified. At the very least, he only needed to clear the three restricted areas and he would almost be able to gather the Spiritual Cores that everyone needed.
In one round, there were at least five thousand tower spirits that had fallen to Little Blue Dream. Including those outside the valley, there were more than ten thousand.
"That's enough. Now, poison the transcendent-grade tower spirit."
Fenghao was not greedy, because if he had attracted the attention of the supreme Tower Spirit, it would have been a little too late if he tried to poison it at that time.
"Yes."
After Little Qingmeng nodded her head, her eyes instantly turned pitch-black. It was as if her eyes were made out of black crystals. Moreover, the aura on her body also became slightly cold and eerie.
"Chi chi chi …"
He opened his ten fingers, and streams of poison shot out, turning into black arrows that shot towards the Supreme Grade Tower Spirit on top of the Extreme Grade Tower Spirit's shell.
Perhaps it had sensed danger, but after the poison was shot out, the super-grade Tower Spirit, which had been in a dormant state, immediately opened its eyes. They were pitch-black, without a single speck of light. They were so cold that they could freeze one's mind.
It moved, drawing out an afterimage, disappearing from its original location in an instant, leaving no traces behind.
"Creak, …"
Ten streams of poison struck the supreme grade Tower Spirit's shell and seeped in. In an instant, the supreme grade Tower Spirit let out a mournful shriek.
Its massive body trembled, causing the surrounding ground to tremble. All the tower spirits in this region were startled and a riot broke out.
"Not good."
The instant the supreme grade Tower Spirit disappeared, Feng Hao's face changed. Without any hesitation, he pulled Little Qingmeng's arm and flew into the distance.
He had underestimated the supreme grade Tower Spirit's alertness and speed. However, it was too late for regrets. He could sense that the supreme grade Tower Spirit was rapidly approaching.
"Swish."
With a whistling sound, the petite tower spirit that was the size of a human appeared in front of Fenghao. As it looked at the anxious Fenghao, a look of ridicule flashed across its ice-cold eyes, as if it was a cat chasing a mouse.
"Rumble …"
Behind him, countless tower spirits rapidly approached, causing the ground to tremble. Terrifying cracks appeared in many places.
This undoubtedly caused the originally ashen faced Fenghao's mood to become much heavier.
It could be said that there was a tiger in front and a wolf behind. Regardless of whether he advanced or retreated, he would definitely die. Furthermore, the Supreme Tower Spirit was clearly faster than him. Therefore, it was impossible for him to escape.
It was a hopeless situation.
However, there was no panic on Feng Hao's face. His mind was very calm as thoughts flashed through his mind.
"Only by poisoning the supreme grade Tower Spirit can I survive."
In an instant, Fenghao made a decision. He quickly instructed Little Qing Meng, "Follow behind me and do your best to poison the Supreme Pagoda Spirit."
With that, he advanced instead of retreating. A layer of golden divine armor appeared on his body and a sharp longsword condensed in his hand. He charged towards the supreme grade Tower Spirit.
Escaping was definitely out of the question. Feng Hao knew this very well. Right now, he could only give it his all.
Fenghao's actions had caused Little Qing Meng, who was a little flustered, to calm down. Her pupils were once again filled with a black crystalline luster. She spread her fingers and poison shot out from her fingertips, sealing the region where the Supreme Tower Spirit was.
"Boom …"
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