Ning Tao, who was ambushed behind a pink rock next to a trench, was stunned.

His plan is very simple, that is, to kill one with a trap, then ambush and seriously injure one here, and finally kill the third one. He never thought of killing three opponents if he dig a trap. He even thought of the worst result, that is, those three people do not pass through his trap, so he needs to kill three powerful opponents in the pursuit battle.

However, he didn't expect that the trap he dug killed the strongest rock man among the three, and then the one-eyed man actually killed the striped man and then ran away alone.

Although there was one left, the five-man gang that could threaten him was destroyed.

When the one-eyed man turned around and ran away, Ning Tao had the urge to chase after him and kill him, but he finally suppressed the urge.

There were two corpses of the Lord of the Three Realms in the pit, and he and Bi Mingzhu could both get divine blood. How could he give up two and seek one? What's more, the one-eyed man could no longer threaten him and Bi Mingzhu.

"How could this be like this?" Bi Mingzhu also had a confused expression on her face. She obviously couldn't figure out what was going on.

Ning Tao walked out from behind the hiding rock, looked at the direction where the one-eyed man escaped, and sighed: "That guy is a smart guy."

Bi Mingzhu looked at Ning Tao: "Why do you say that?"

Ning Tao smiled: "If the rock man hadn't fallen into the pit, he would definitely not take action. But the strongest rock man among them fell into the pit, and only he and the striped man were left. He knew that he would die if he caught up, so he simply pushed the striped man out of the pit and gave it to us, so he gave it to him to get himself a chance to escape. There were two masters of the Three Realms in the pit, and we happened to be one of them, so how could he chase him?"

Bi Mingzhu suddenly realized her mind, and there was a hint of admiration in her eyes when she looked at Ning Tao: "I can give it to you, I'll analyze the thoughts of that striped man so thoroughly."

Ning Tao was very helpful after her blow, and said as she walked, "Let's go, don't waste the divine blood of those two guys."

The two of them came to the pit. The striped man in the trap was no longer moving, but the rock man was not dead yet, and he still had a little consciousness. When he saw Ning Tao and Bi Mingzhu, he actually opened his mouth and said something.

"Save...I..." said the rock man.

Bi Mingzhu followed and hid behind Ning Tao.

I can see her at will, but others can't, even if it's a dying person.

"Mingzhu, look at the direction where one-eyed leaves, I'll go first." Ning Tao reminded him, and then carefully slid down against the trap's pit wall.

Bi Mingzhu squatted on the ground, staring honestly at the direction where the one-eyed man left. There was no blood mist interfering with her vision, she could see a very far place. Although she had not tested it, she probably could see small things a few kilometers away casually. However, this is even more powerful, and there was no one-eyed man in her field of vision.

The one-eyed man probably jumped into a trench and ran away from it, thinking in her heart.

In the trap, Ning Tao pulled out several sharp stone spears and came to the rock man.

He had never expected to use such a stone spear, because it was not easy to soak the simplest stone daggers and stone axes before, let alone the more complex and demanding stone spears. But when he was digging a trap, he found that he had abandoned one meter deep pink soil and went down.

The noodles are stones one by one, and it is easy to tear off. The process is like tearing the beef strips from a huge piece of jerky, and it is not very difficult.

At that time, he even felt that the rock seemed to be some kind of muscle.

That was a ridiculous idea, so he just thought about it and did not forget to think deeper.

Therefore, the stone spears used in this pit are actually only part of them. He inserted them into the trench and arranged them into two or three traps.

"Save...I..." Even though he knew there was no hope, the Rock Man was still unwilling to give up.

People have this mentality when facing death. They are unwilling to accept the consequences of death no matter what. They are unwilling to give up even if they have one-tenth of hope and must seize it.

"Where is the Holy Palace?" Ning Tao asked.

Even garbage has the value of reuse.

"In..." Before the second word was said, a dead hiccup sound appeared in the rock man's throat, and his golden pupils quickly spread, and the divine light no longer existed.

Ning Tao sighed: "Can't you hold on for a while?"

The Rock Man has no response.

"Mingzhu, come down." Ning Tao greeted.

Bi Mingzhu finished her humanoid monitor state and turned around to the edge of the pit, but found that Ning Tao had been standing by the pit, raised his hands high, waiting to pick him up. She felt warm in her heart and said with a smile: "It's okay, I can get down by myself."

Ning Tao still kept holding his hands high: "It's better to be careful, come down, I'll follow you."

Bi Mingzhu couldn't resist him, so she had to support him and then put down her long legs. When she felt that she was being held, she let go of her hands that were supporting her. But as soon as she loosened, the weight of her entire body suddenly overwhelmed Ning Tao's arms. Ning Tao was not ready, and she slipped under her feet and fell to the ground. Her body lost her balance and sat on Ning Tao's face.

"Um..." Ning Tao wanted to say something, but only such a voice came out.

Bi Mingzhu showed a strange expression on her face, and she was stunned for two seconds before she got up.

This was not intentional, but because of weak legs.

This is probably a big car accident scene.

Ning Tao climbed up from the ground and wiped his lips: "Mingzhu, drink this guy's divine blood." He pointed to the Rock Man and said again, "He is the strongest, and his divine blood can probably make you stronger."

What to eat to replenish, this statement is not correct, but it must have some truth. After drinking so much divine blood, the divine blood of each of the Lords of the Three Realms seems to contain different talent factors, which can also be understood as destiny factors. For example, the old man Huangjiao, who is unparalleled in algorithms, can calculate the changes in ten thousand years based on a small matter. Ning Tao drank his blood, and then inexplicably awakened the ability of the pedometer. Who can say that the man's divine blood does not have this factor in this?

This pedometer-like ability seems useless, but it also has practical aspects. This was reflected when digging a trap before. He calculated the best position to dig a trap based on the routes of the Rock Man, the Striped Man and the One-Eyed Man. This also added the speed of the three people, the reaction of the Bi Mingzhu, and other factors.

The success of that trap is actually not all caused by luck, but it is inevitable.

"No, I always give it to you, it's just like you drink this stone

The blood of the guy, I don’t need much strength, you need it more than me.” Bi Mingzhu said, and before Ning Tao could persuade her again, she walked towards the striped man with a stone dagger, cut her neck and bleed.

Ning Tao thought about it and thought it was that kind of courtesy. No matter how hard a woman's strength is, it has its innate limitations, and he needs strength even more. He also cut open the rock man's neck with a stone dagger, and then put it up to drink the divine blood.

A mouthful of golden divine blood entered the stomach and instantly turned into a warm stream to flow everywhere in the body. All organs, bones and muscles, divine crystals and brain, and even every cell were moisturized by energy factors.

A mouthful of golden divine blood entered the body and was converted. When it was about to end, Ning Tao finally felt the changes in his body. His muscles seemed to be torn apart under the action of some energy factor, and then rebuilt. The feeling of soreness on his body was very obvious. Under this feeling, he felt like he had undergone a violent exercise and then supplemented with protein and powder. His muscles were constantly tearing and rebuilding, and the result was that he became stronger and stronger.

"Mingzhu, look at my muscles have not become stronger?" Ning Tao raised his right arm, clenched his fist and bulged his biceps.

With such a simple action, a rock-like hard muscle bulged on his right arm, and it seemed that infinite strength was accumulated in the muscle.

Bi Mingzhu looked over and took a look. A divine light of surprise and excitement flashed in her green eyes: "Oh, it's really bigger, it's so amazing!"

Ning Tao also looked at it carefully and then said, "No, I feel that it has just become harder and not bigger."

Yes, after drinking the divine blood, the muscles become bigger, and that is not the fermented noodles for steaming buns.

Bi Mingzhu came over and looked at Ning Tao's abdominal muscles: "Puff your abdominal muscles and I'll take a look."

Ning Tao put down his right arm, sank with his left arm, then bowed his waist and clenched his fists and exerted force. Eight abdominal muscles suddenly bulged out on his lower abdomen. Each abdominal muscle had sculptural lines, rock-like texture, and male charm were released as bright as sunlight.

Bi Mingzhu looked at her eyes and said excitedly: "I've become stronger. You can't see it yourself, I can't see it."

For women, men's abdominal muscles are the sexiest and most attractive. Ning Tao may think that they are just a few muscles, but for Bi Mingzhu, that is the place that makes her like and touched.

Just now, she was moved.

Ning Tao relaxed his body and said with a smile: "If it is true as you said, then we can really drink the divine blood of different masters of the three realms and get different talent factors. Of course, this is just my guess, and it needs..."

Bi Mingzhu interrupted Ning Tao: "I'll send you my gift, I want to communicate with you."

Ning Tao was slightly stunned for a moment, with a confused expression on his face: "Communication? Are we not communicating? What do you want to communicate... Um?"

Communication is sometimes not conversation, but a kind of electricity.

The 220v AC power can make the light bulb bright and also let the soy milk maker work to squeeze out fresh soy milk.

The God of Sending a Son has always been simple, but the world is too complicated.
Chapter completed!