Zheng Shaoyang felt that he had seen too many shocking battle scenes in his first twenty years of life.

But the scene in front of him was deeply imprinted in his mind.

It can't be gone.

Zheng Shaoyang looked at the stone statue demon king beside him.

"Little Demon, do you think it's a green caterpillar?"

The stone statue demon king buckled his head with his claws, thought for a while, and nodded.

Probably so.

"Then can you beat it?" Zheng Shaoyang asked again.

The Stone Demon King stretched his head, glanced at the Yunting Thunder Dragon, and then shook his head like a rattle.

Can't beat it.

Who can beat this?

The power of spitting silk is so strong.

Outrageous.

"You are the king's soul pet." Zheng Shaoyang said.

The Gargoyle King pointed at Zheng Shaoyang's arm with his claws.

You are still the mythical martial soul Qilin arm.

One man and one beast were talking.

The pair of wings flew to the two of them and joined the discussion.

Wang Che naturally didn't know at this time.

He was already planning to harvest the spoils.

The little caterpillar stepped on Yun Ting Leilong's head, proud and proud.

Another dragon soul pet that was defeated by himself.

The magnetic sword also flew beside the little caterpillar. The two guys stood together on the head of the Yunting Thunder Dragon, which was dozens of times their size, showing off their power.

"Ao..."

Yun Ting Leilong, who was already lying on the ground and was in a state of dying, let out an unwilling roar.

But no matter how hard the roar sounded, it was like a cat's meow, weak.

"Sizi!" said the magnetic sword to the green caterpillar.

Big brother is amazing!

The green caterpillar closed his eyes and tilted his head to nod in satisfaction.

My younger brother's admiration made the little caterpillar feel very satisfied.

"No one took a photo for you, I'm going to pick up something!"

Wang Che shouted at the entrance of Dragon Valley.

The little caterpillar sighed and walked down with the Magnetic Sword.

Wang Che found seven thunder species, from large to small.

The way this thunder species is produced is quite special, and it should be the formation of special heavenly thunder descended here over time.

It is a non-renewable resource.

It cannot be mass-produced either.

It is also enough to prove its rarity.

"This Yunting Thunder Dragon found these thunder species, and only by practicing can cloud thunder be produced."

Yunbo Tianlei is the name of this kind of silver-black thunder.

"It seems that there is no other good stuff... As a dragon, there is no other good stuff."

Wang Che searched it and found that these thunder species in the Dragon Valley are the most valuable.

"It's just absorbed."

Wang Che said.

This thing is not burdened with the magnetic sword when absorbed.

Unfortunately, this kind of resource cannot be grown on the spiritual field, after all, it is not a soul plant.

Wang Che took the smallest thunder seed and inserted it on the tip of the magnetic sword.

Let it absorb quickly.

"Roar~!"

Yun Ting Thunder Dragon once again let out a roar like a loss of wisdom.

"What's the name?"

Wang Che glared at it.

Yun Ting's Thunder Dragon's roar was an instinctive roar.

It has lost its spiritual intelligence.

I only know that the treasure I occupied was taken away.

"Speaking of this, you should be considered the third level of Thunder Soul Land."

Wang Che thought, "It's a pity that if you still have your wisdom, you might still know the location of the Thunder Crown King."

However, if Yun Ting Thunder Dragon had the intelligence, it would have probably flew out of the Thunder Soul Land and became a soul beast in the wild.

Wang Che did not continue to attack the Yunting Thunder Dragon.

Perhaps, after waiting for a month or two, with the vitality of this Yunting Thunder Dragon and the environment of Thunder Soul Land, it can still recover as before.

At that time, others can challenge them.

"Your task is still very heavy."

"I won't kill you."

Wang Che said to Yun Ting Leilong, "There are still many challengers in the future who will challenge you. Although you have lost your spiritual intelligence, you can at least continue to survive in the Thunder Soul Land. Maybe you will become stronger and stronger."

Wang Che patted Yun Ting's Thunder Dragon's head and walked up with the little caterpillar and the magnetic sword.

Yun Ting Leilong looked at Wang Che's back and still burst into incompetence and fury unconsciously.

Walking out of the Dragon Valley, Wang Che saw that Zheng Shaoyang and his soul pet were discussing something fiercely.

"Hey, are you still here?"

Wang Che suddenly saw the drop of dragon blood on Zheng Shaoyang's face, and thought to himself, isn't that Yun Ting Leilong's blood?

The blood is mixed with poison from insect silk, but this poison needs to enter the body to produce effects.

It just touches the skin, and the effect is very small.

To Zheng Shaoyang, it is nothing.

Zheng Shaoyang came over with his soul pet, looking up and down at Wang Che and the little caterpillar.

"Are you a senior?"

Zheng Shaoyang stared at Wang Che and looked at Wang Che with a hopeful look.

"No, I'm a freshman."

Zheng Shaoyang's pupils were earthquakes, he covered his chest with his right hand and took two steps back.

No, he can't accept it!

How could a freshman student be so powerful?

I'm a waste!

Zheng Shaoyang had an idea in his mind that other students would also have when they saw him.

"Then you must be a professional soul master."

Zheng Shaoyang continued to ask.

“I haven’t taken the career assessment yet.”

Wang Che shook his head.

Zheng Shaoyang covered his chest with his left hand and took a few steps back.

"Then you are definitely a top foreign institution who came here to exchange competitions?"

Zheng Shaoyang was unwilling to give up.
To be continued...