Monster life starting from picking up materials

Without any hesitation, he got into the bed, adjusted his limbs slightly, and when he stood up again, his body was covered with rotten flesh and blood with snow-white spores.

The totem of the Misty Corpse Dragon also lit up at the same time, making him wonder whether these spores would be considered part of the transformation. After all, they were independent entities outside of itself.

But now——

Ji Jie's body softened again and lay on the big red bed, sealed by the snow-white quilt monster.

This kind of sleep quality... is almost catching up with Spinosaurus...

Thinking of this, his eyelids fluttered and closed.

……

When Ji Jie woke up, he felt much heavier, as if the foggy corpse dragon had brought back a lot of corpses.

Wait? Mist Hazrat?!

His eyelids flew open, and at the same time as his vision was blocked by the quilt and sheets, his energy perception swept around and sensed a figure lying on the mountain of corpses.

Is the Mist Corpse Dragon on top?

The Hazak's lair would be somewhere hidden deep in the thick miasma, but that didn't seem to stop her from sitting on the sofa outside.

Ji Jie subconsciously wanted to get up, but his body only moved slightly before shrinking back.

I am under the bed now, and it seems that I have not been discovered?

He was covered in spores and rotten flesh, and the slow-witted Mist Hazrat didn't notice him at all.

After thinking for a moment, Ji Jie relaxed his body and simply lay down and fell asleep again.

When I wake up, maybe the Hazak will have left?

It’s true, the weight of the Mist Corpse Dragon is just right. Her presence seems to make the quilt heavier and more comfortable.

Perhaps it’s because the miasma has become more intense?

Half asleep and half awake, Ji Jie had a dream -

He saw the swordsman holding a big sword, stabbing the air blade at a small animal passing by, then leaping high, and with a wonderful dragon-climbing move, he slashed the head of the prone animal.

"It hurts so much, my head feels like it's splitting apart..."

Ji Jie shook his body and staggered to his feet as he climbed out from the pile of corpses. His body stiffened and he remembered that the Misty Corpse Dragon was on the pile of corpses before he woke up.

But his body soon relaxed because he did not feel the weight of the Mist Corpse Dragon when he stood up.

But when the energy perception swept over, Ji Jie's body regained the stiffness of a corpse in the pile of corpses.

Because he found that the Hazak only left the sofa and did not leave the current cave.

And she seems to be entertaining guests?

That was a slashing dragon. The one that should be in the miasma zone is a sulfur slashing dragon.

He shook his head violently to easily shake off the broken spores on his head, but this shaking seemed to make his head hurt even more. When Ji Jie regained his sight, he lowered his head and the first thing he saw was a long knife mark on the pile of corpses in front of him.

Staring at the knife mark, he felt as if his forehead was splitting in pain.

Following the knife marks, I saw the Sulfur-Slashing Dragon swinging its tail.

Obviously, he was deceived, and it was even an accidental injury.

The Mist Corpse Dragon was retreating step by step under the attack of Master Sulfur Dragon Slasher. It was obviously not good at dealing with this kind of melee player who was resistant to miasma.

Her head seemed to have been hit by Master Sulfur Dragon's head bead, and the spores were destroyed. Her small eyes saw her fellow tribesmen breaking out of the ground on her sofa, and her eyes were full of astonishment.

The weakness of the Corpse Hazrat was naturally discovered by Master Sulfur Dragon Slash, and a beautiful air blade spun across, causing her to stumble and fall.

Although she quickly got up, the sulfur dragon suddenly twisted its body while running, and a powerful blow landed narrowly in front of her.

Along with an angry roar, a stream of miasma gushed out from the mouth of the Mist Miasma Corpse Dragon, sweeping across the body of the Sulfur Slashing Dragon, and the miasma content in the air increased greatly.

The Sulfur-Slaying Dragon, which had undergone a major movement, was in a state of panting. The harmful gases it inhaled were quickly filtered out due to the active combat state, and thick sulfur crystals were formed on its tail.

Master Sulfur Slasher lost his blade! The two consecutive slashes he had been preparing to launch were interrupted, forcing him to temporarily suspend his attack and plow the ground with his tail, crushing the sulfur crystals.

Using the ground covered with corpses to re-sharpen the blade is very much in line with the style of the swordsman.

Ji Jie was watching on the sofa, but heard the long roar of the Mist Corpse Dragon coming towards him.

Is this a request for support?

After thinking for a moment, he took a deep breath.

It's not the mouth, but the gills in the chest and abdomen.

A large amount of miasma on the sofa was sucked in through his gills, and then turned into a torrent and gushed out of his mouth, sweeping across the Sulfur Slashing Dragon and hitting the Mist Miasma Corpse Dragon, delivering supplies to her.

392

Chapter 392: The big sister next door, the foggy corpse dragon.

Under the operation of the Steel Dragon's ability of Wind Entanglement, Ji Jie's lung capacity on the side of his gills is extremely large, and there is also airflow involved in his exhalation.

This made the breath extremely powerful, like an air cannon, causing the Sulfur Slasher to stagger slightly, but the Corpse Hazak stumbled and fell directly to the ground.

"No? If I could be killed by the supplies, I would be laughed at for the rest of my life and become the shame of the ancient dragon!"

Of course, it was not killed by the supplies. The Mist Corpse Dragon quickly climbed up, but its small eyes were full of astonishment when it looked at Ji Jie.

Although she was shocked, the miasma content around her increased rapidly due to Ji Jie's breath, and the activity of the miasma even reached a level that was almost out of control.

Looking at the Sulfur-Slaying Dragon again, its immune organs have begun to operate at high load, and sulfur crystals on its tail are growing in batches, which has a significant impact on its movements.

Sensing something was wrong, the Sulfur-Slashing Dragon began to retreat, while the Mist-Miasma Corpse Dragon led the miasma and pressed forward step by step, successfully forcing the Sulfur-Slashing Dragon back and barely maintaining its dignity.

After the battle, the Mist Corpse Dragon walked towards Ji Jie slowly. If you ignore the embarrassment she showed after the battle, she was really very elegant.

She circled around him, confused.

The distance between the monsters was shrinking circle by circle, and Ji Jie was a little surprised that the other party did not have a strong sense of competition.

But if you think about it carefully, compared to the dragon tomb filled with miasma, the symbiotic characteristics of the Mist Corpse Dragon and the spores give her more choices, not to mention that Ji Jie just helped her.

That's great, he's not as stupid as Mingbolong from the Coral Plateau.

After looking around, the Mist Corpse Dragon was certain that this fellow was stronger than himself, and was also surprised by the other party's low sense of competition.

After all, her previous calling had been based on the existence of a common enemy, not a partner.

For most lonely monsters, the concept of friends is difficult to establish. Throughout their lives, the first and only peer relationship they can establish is with a partner.

The Mist Hazrat was very curious about this freak that crawled out from his sofa. As he looked it up and down, he stretched out the spines and claws on his wings with some caution.

This kind of vigilance will keep a proper distance if the other party shows any dissatisfaction.

Ji Jie was also looking at the other person curiously, and saw that she was deftly fiddling with the rotten flesh covering Ji Jie's body.

The rotten flesh on his body was nothing more than cotton wool brought out after he got into bed, and was just casually thrown on. But now, under the care of the Corpse Hazrat, it gradually became neat and fit.

Is this a friendly social pattern between Hazaks?

The Hazak's instinctive sense of comfort even began to affect him again, making him somewhat reluctant to tear off the membrane.

From the perspective of the Corpse Hazak and combined with the thoughts of the alien soul, the Misty Corpse Hazak in front of him was like an elegant and mature dressmaker next door, helping him smooth out the wrinkles on his clothes, and then looking him around again and again.

He felt a little embarrassed by being looked at.

After stepping back slightly, Ji Jie ran away with her new suit.

After running away, he did not rush to transform into other forms, but just wandered around in this set of clothes.

No matter what form you take, you can wander around, so let’s wander around for a while longer in the form of the Mist Corpse Dragon.

This time I made two new friends in the Demon Gathering Land.

After wandering around for a few hours and confirming that the combat performance of the Corpse Hazard was really a bit poor, Ji Jie quietly returned to the miasma area. After sensing around and confirming that the Miasma Corpse Hazard was not there, he returned to the luxurious bed.

In order to avoid the immediate discomfort after changing form, he first transformed into a Carcharodontosaurus, feeling the rotten flesh and spores falling off his body piece by piece without restraint.

When I wanted to transform into Misty Hazak again, I found that the only option left was Hazak.

"That's pretty clever. So if my old Mountain Dragon form is covered in volcanic ash, will it become a Rock Mountain Dragon?"

The Rock Dragon is a subspecies of the Laoshan Dragon found in volcanic areas. The only difference is the different body color. The reason for the different body color is that the body surface is covered with a thick layer of volcanic ash.

Then it transformed into a flat-headed brother and rushed out of the miasma area, found a water source and swam around, and then transformed into a Spinosaurus and carried out its daily activities.

The meat has been eaten, and after staying here for a few days, it’s time to go back to the Golden Country to find Nana.

Thinking of this, Ji Jie flew around the place where demons gathered, retrieved the three male fire dragons, and then flew towards the place where dragon crystals were found.

It's not migration, how could it be migration? It's just movement within the territory.

The flying season knot flapped its wings violently, and the black and red colors faded, turning into dazzling and pure silver.

The male fire dragons were stunned and let out a loud roar.

……

After transforming into a Flame King Dragon and landing on the ground, Ji Jie greeted the Nergigante that was active nearby, found the entrance and entered the Golden City.

I didn't see the washbasin. Maybe she went out to look for food? Bringing food for Nana to grill is possible, but asking Nana to provide food is impossible.

The gate of the underground palace was melted open, and the broken rocks left by the previous blasting were swept aside. Under the swing of Xuanhuilong's heavy tail, it can be imagined that the fragile rocks were directly crushed and evenly spread on the ground and rock walls.

But where is his explosive cannon?

He looked around but didn't see him, and when the Golden Strange-Faced Clan members saw him coming back, they started to make a fuss again.

Compared to the cannon, the Flame Dragon that came up was more worthy of attention. Its blue mane moved without wind. At this moment, Nana was majestic, like a queen.

But this majestic posture lasted only a second, and ended with the noisy running and frantic sniffing.

"Pia!"

Nana whipped his side with her tail, expressing her strong dissatisfaction.

The wooden ladle behind him shrank his head and growled softly, obviously not understanding very well, but he was calmed down and pulled away by the two brothers.

Ji Jie nuzzled Yan Feilong and soothed her gently, but the tail just kept whipping his sides and buttocks.

"Pia~"

This time he swung his tail and hit Nana's tail.

Nana's eyes widened, her ears turned slightly red, and her tail spun like an electric fan.

Ji Jie was not willing to be outdone, and the tail once again became the main battlefield for the two of them to compete, and they enjoyed beating each other.

As he was whipping, he turned around and pounced, stepping on Nana's tail.

Nana struggled but failed to break free, so she had to turn around and pounce, stepping on Ji Jie's tail in revenge.

But Ji Jie climbed up Nana's buttocks and pulled the tail out, leaving only a few strands of tail hair on the tip of Yanfei Dragon's claws.

Nana, who was triggered by his riding, became even more stiff. Her tail wanted to shake, but it was stepped on by Ji Jie's right hind foot, and for a moment it was her hips that shook.

But before the two dragons could get down to business, waves of roaring fire dragons descended.

The fallen washbasin had wounds on its body, which was often the case when monsters fought. The fire dragons would not come to "complain to their parents" just because they were beaten.

This time, something clearly went wrong.

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Chapter 393 The critical road.

"Ang~"

Washbasin stopped and looked at the remains on the battlefield with lingering fear.

The ferocious fist print shattered the ground, creating a large number of protruding broken rocks and spreading traces of the explosion on the ground. There was also magma gushing out after the lava shattered, spreading a large area of magma on the ground.

“Slime mold.”

Ji Jie lowered his head and looked at the slime mold and traces of battle on the ground.

When the paw pad stepped on the slime mold and rubbed it hard, I could actually feel a severe burning pain.

This is not an ordinary slime mold, but... a critical slime mold.

There were two broken dragon footprints, one was bigger, and he was sure that the smaller one was his own cub.