Bug Master In Doomsday

"Xiaoying, Ahu, these blue flowers, hurry up and collect more. The supernatural beings in the gathering place can treasure these things. They are all offered for fifty silver coins a plant."

Wang Mang took out a small dagger from the ring, digging and picking a jasmine flower from the soil.

Hearing this, the two also joined the ranks of digging flowers. These are all shiny silver coins.

Within a few kilometers of the area, there are such easily recognizable jasmine flowers. The three of them have been busy for half an hour, and they have dug up no less than 500 jasmine flowers.

Don’t look at Wang Mang’s exchange for more than 10,000 Golden Dragon Coins yesterday, but in fact they were all the money he got from selling the blood of gestation with reluctance.

Wang Mang never intends to sell this kind of thing that is used a little less and still plays a key role in his own bugs.

So hurry up and save more money now, the speed of the three people digging flowers has increased a bit, and clusters of brightly blooming jasmine flowers have entered the storage space of Wang Mang’s ring.

"Wait, there is some movement," Wang Mang stopped his hand and took out the dark and straight Molong spear, with the tip of the spear facing down, looking at the somewhat dim forest.

A cumbersome brown bear with brown fur and black hair on its chest walked slowly towards his favorite jasmine field.

The swarthy bear's nose moved and smelled the fragrance of flowers not far ahead, his small eyes widened, and the thick limbs of the telephone pole couldn't help moving faster.

When it saw a messy camellia field, it was angry.

This small piece of tea field is within its own sphere of influence. Normally, no monster beast dared to cross the border to steal food, but now all the jasmine flowers belonging to it are gone!

"Roar!" A stern and angry bear roar resounded across the sky, looking at the humans standing on the mud, the bear's eyes flashed a vicious light, these humans must die! ! !

"Brother Mang, Demon Bear!" Wang Hu looked around and saw the brown bear standing uphill, roaring frantically. He was shocked. Tier 3 Demon Bear!

Wang Mang heard his reputation. He had a head of 1.78 meters high at the shoulders, strong limbs, and bulging muscles, especially the huge waist of the bear, with big waist and round waist. He looked very powerful.

Wang Mang looked at this brown bear, which was somewhat narrower than other monsters of the same rank, and there was indeed a trace of solemnity in his eyes.

Although this bear demon is only a low-level Tier 3, but with its roar, it exploded with momentum, but it was not inferior to some Tier 3 middle-level monsters.

This bear demon must be due to the long-term consumption of the jasmine flower that can enhance the bloodline power, and the physique has become exceptionally strong. Given time, it may not be impossible to become the demon king of the most powerful party.

A half-person-high rock on the hillside of "Bang" was hit by a thick bear paw and slammed into the sky. With a whistling sound, he came straight to Wang Mang.

Faced with the rapidly flying stones, Wang Mang did not evade, but carried a steel spear and made a defensive action. This bear demon, he had to try its tricks!

"Boom!!" With a dull sound of heavy objects hitting each other, both Liu Ying and Wang Hu tried their best to avoid the scattered stones.

Wang Mang, who faced him head-on, almost trembled in his arms, almost unable to hold the Molong Spear in his hand.

The flying heavy rock carried the rapidity of the volley. When resisting, that amazing force burst out in an instant, fearing that it would have an impact of more than ten tons.

Wang Mang’s feet were on the soft soil, and two ravines several inches deep were drawn. The mouth of the tiger holding the gun split instantly, and drops of bright red blood fell on the ground.