Astral Apostle

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The wind blows.

Among the steep mountains shrouded in mist, a blue-black flying dragon with a wingspan of more than ten meters was circling halfway up a mountain peak, flapping its wings and swooping from time to time, like a blue thunder that fell from the sky again and again.

The dragon head attached to the snake's neck repeatedly bit the figures that jumped like ape on the halfway up the mountain, but they always failed, and the sharp teeth could only smash the rock with a bang.

The huge dragon body rushed through with the strong wind, and several figures hurriedly grasped the rock hard and buried their heads to resist the subsequent wind pressure.

Cole watched the flying dragon circle around, then turned around again and rushed towards the hunter team, shouting loudly:

"Jace, take the chance, it's up to you!"

The sound was torn apart by the gust of wind, and the flying dragon approached again. Cole and several other hunters hurriedly dodged to avoid the flying dragon's dive.

The attack of the flying dragon failed again, and flew past the mountain wall as usual, but at this moment, his body suddenly sank, and a heavy object fell on his back.

Where it didn't pay attention, Jason's figure fell from a higher mountain wall and jumped on the back of the flying dragon. The timing was extremely precise. No matter whether it was faster or slower, he would pass by the flying dragon and fall off the cliff. .

Jason's eyes were bright, and he was carrying Zhou Jing who came in person.

Stepping on the back of the dragon with undulating spines with both feet, Zhou Jing changed the breathing rate in his mouth and switched to a new hunter breathing technique. His muscles swelled in a circle in an instant, and with the rest of the fall, his two knives slammed into the scales. Among the densely covered dragon backs.

puff!

He could feel the touch of the blade's feedback, breaking the sturdy dragon armor, inserting the tough flesh, and getting stuck in the gap of the dragon's vertebra.

The violent wind pressure rushed towards him, almost making people unable to open their eyes. Zhou Jing lowered his body, bowed his waist and tucked his belly. He held the two knives firmly nailed to the dragon's back, as if he was driving the pain under him. The struggling dragon.

sizzle-

There was a sudden surge of electricity on the dragon's body, and a blue-white chain of lightning was excited, jumping along the spines, as if jumping on a lightning rod, hitting Zhou Jing in the dragon's back in an instant.

crackle crackle crackle!

There was a crisp sound of electric shock, but it did not have the expected effect. Zhou Jing trembled slightly, and stood bathed in the electric light, as if he was not injured, and he was not even knocked out.

"Your electricity... is too weak!"

The electric light in Zhou Jing's eyes flickered, releasing the bioelectricity in his body, and then switching to a hunter's breathing technique again, the whole person suddenly entered a high-speed state, the two knives in his hands were spinning like the wind, like a mountaineering pick, and he led him along the dragon's back quickly. Dragon neck root.

He stabbed with two knives and gusts of wind, quickly pinpointing the cervical vertebrae, and Zhou Jing cut it off without hesitation.

An angry and mournful dragon roar resounded through the sky, but Feilong's body fell uncontrollably, slamming towards the continuous mountains and forests.

Brush Lala... The flying dragon smashed through the branches of the tree canopy, smashed trees along the way, and then crashed to the ground.

Bang! !

There was a big pit with rolling mud on the ground, and the flying dragon lay in it and struggled hard, but he couldn't stand up again, and he could only stir up the mud.

The dragon's mouth continued to overflow with thick blood, and the wounds on the dragon's back sprayed with blood, soaking the soil and dyeing the surroundings scarlet.

Several dozen meters away, there was a small pit. Zhou Jing, who was covered in branches and leaves, staggered up and spit out a mouthful of blood. He felt as if all the organs in his body had been slapped hard, as if they were about to shrink to the point of shrinking. go together.

The oppressive pain of falling from high altitude tore the nerves, if not for the possibility of this situation, jumping to the dragon midway, spreading his arms, and gliding horizontally in the air for a certain distance with the leather triangular wings specially added to his armpits, he landed. I'm afraid it has fallen apart.

Rao is so, but also not lightly injured.

Zhou Jing wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, took the knife and strode to the half-paralyzed flying dragon. Dead silence.

"Hu... huh, kill this dragon."

Zhou Jing took a dozen steps back to get a safe distance, and then sat down on the ground, gasping for breath, sweating like a pulp.

It didn't take long for Cole's group to come down the mountain along the trail and immediately surrounded them.

"Jace, are you alright?"

"If you can stop asking this kind of nonsense, I'll be better off."

Zhou Jing didn't respond angrily, and coughed up another mouthful of blood.

Cole patted him on the shoulder, then looked at the huge dragon corpse, and breathed a sigh of relief: "After chasing this cloud-spine dragon for half a month and fighting three or four times, I finally eliminated this threat."

Yunji Dragon, a deadly alien beast, can fly at high altitude, often hovering in clouds and fog, and can control a certain degree of electric current, because it will hardly land in battle, which is very difficult to deal with.

Cole's team of hunters had hunted for days, mostly in vain and disheartened, until today, thanks to Jess.

It is precisely because Jess has electric shock resistance that he is responsible for carrying out the dangerous task of Shanglong. If other hunters in the team jump on the dragon, they will be blown away by the electric current in minutes, and they will not be able to stand at all.

Zhou Jing propped himself up with a knife and felt the injury. Although it was not minor, with his current physical resistance, he was still far from death.

A new achievement [Killing an Alien Beast for the First Time - Deadly] popped up on the panel, giving 2,000 Astral Points, a small aptitude increase for physical fitness and resistance, and a micro improvement for physical fitness and resistance.

The progress of the [True Alien Killer] milestone has also been smoothly increased to 4/5

"The last king of alien beasts is still short of this milestone achievement."

Zhou Jing rubbed his aching chest and muttered to himself.

It has been more than a month since Bill was selected to study the new type of alien blood medicine, and he is immersed in researching core technology in a secret imperial workshop.

The research and development of a new type of alien blood medicine is more complicated than Zhou Jing expected. Even with Bill's talent and auxiliary functions, there will be no results for a while, and the progress is slow...

But this is just what he thinks, in the eyes of others, since Bill participated in the research, the new type of alien blood medicine has been progressing without an inch, and it has finally begun to advance, which is beyond surprising.

Because Bill's side would be unsure for a while, and there was no danger, so Zhou Jing put himself on Jason during this shuttle cycle.

Jason's synchronization rate is already very high, and his placement intelligence is quite reliable, but this is the first time to hunt a deadly alien beast. Zhou Jing participated in it himself, and followed the team to chase a cloud ridge dragon that attacked the village for food.

This place is not close to Wang, and there are no workshop members to follow, so the hunters can only deal with the corpse of Yunji dragon by themselves.

Zhou Jing followed his companions to collect the most valuable material parts, and then cut down trees to make a simple large trolley, and tied the whole dragon corpse to it.

According to the habit of hunting in the wild, everyone will first send the corpse to the nearest city workshop for emergency treatment, and if the condition is good, then transport the dragon corpse back to the capital.

The group packed up the spoils, and then pulled the scooter together on the road.

As a hero and a wounded, Zhou Jing was asked by the team members to sit on the scooter to rest.

He rested his head on his arm, watching Cole and the others pulling the car in front of him, his mind gradually drifting away.

In the past few months, Zhou Jing mainly used Bill's body to shuttle, and Jason mainly placed it, but his practice did not fall, and he had already learned about the eighteen hunter breathing techniques accumulated by the imperial hunters.

He has mastered a total of fifteen Hunter's Breathing techniques, and the worst level has risen to the level of Lv4 proficiency. Only three of them have limited improvement and little use, and there is no need to learn them.

Except for the "Hunter's Breath and Forging" that he first learned from Baron, there are not many attribute bonuses for other breathing techniques, which are basically skills in battle, and even some breathing techniques do not add attributes when they reach Lv4. Overall, the more than ten breathing techniques that he later learned improved his physical fitness by 5 points, resistance by 3 points, and perception by 2 points.

The biggest change is the actual combat power. Although he can only use one Hunter Breathing technique at the same time, with his deliberate practice, the switching time has been greatly shortened, and the coordination is smooth.

In the face of different situations, you can quickly switch to the corresponding breathing technique, which is equivalent to quickly getting bonuses when performing various actions, raising the relevant quality to the peak state.

When he hunted Yunjilong, he used three kinds of Hunter's Breathing techniques in succession, improving dynamic vision and neural response when jumping the dragon, strengthening his strength when he fixed himself on the dragon's back, and finally using the accelerated breathing technique to quickly give A fatal blow to the prey.

"In my current state, after I go back, I can do almost four reinforcements."

Zhou Jing lay on the scooter, casually looking at the sky leaking from the gap in the tree canopy, calculating slowly in his heart.

As long as the effect of this time is similar to that of the three enhancements, the physical attributes should be able to reach the second-order limit, and a single attribute is comparable to the level of the five enhancements.

In this way, his own combat power can approach or even reach the level of Kreiber, officially becoming one of the top combat powers of this world's hunter group.

But now that Roman's details have been discovered, he knows that five different blood enhancements may not be the real strongest level in the world, and maybe there are more powerful guys hidden somewhere.

Just looking at the attributes, there is no way to know a person's specific abilities, and Zhou Jing still doesn't know what form of super power system Roman is.

To say that his only advantage is that his physique strengthened by different blood is far more than Roman.

"If there is a sneak attack, it might not be that difficult to kill Roman..."

Zhou Jing muttered to himself.

Although it is decided to bet on both sides, it cannot be unguarded, otherwise one day it will be an enemy, and there will be no psychological preparation.

Besides... Roman is Bill's good eldest brother, what does it have to do with me Jason?

Zhou Jing sat on the rickety scooter and thought about it all the way.

After a few hours, the group finally saw the road.

After walking along the road for a long time, in the middle of the night, I finally arrived at a city that seemed to be built on a mountain.

"We're here, this is Deep Rock City, a fortress city, we can go in and take a rest."

Cole picked up the stone and threw it at Zhou Jing, and UU Reading www.uukanshu.com spoke to remind him.

"It's finally here, my waist is almost stiff from sleep." Zhou Jing smacked his lips.

"Then why don't you come down and pull the car?"

Cole was upset.

"I am a seriously wounded person, can you bear it?"

Zhou Jing responded casually, turned over and got up, looking at Deep Rock City.

Deep Rock City was brightly lit at night, and the light could be clearly seen even on the plains far away.

"As expected of a big city, it's so bright at such a late hour, and even the capital is not so prosperous..."

Cole subconsciously praised, but his voice suddenly became smaller and smaller.

The crowd watched in silence for a while.

After a while, someone finally spoke carefully:

"...Is there a fire in the city?"