The sea breeze blows gently, and the waves are bursting. 《Si♥♥&bsp;    Yang Gan lay alone on the beach, letting the waves slap on himself again and again.

The sea in Baiji has more waves when there are waves than when it is calm. Just like at this time, even though the sea breeze is not strong, there are waves on the sea surface.

It has been two or three months since the Queen became the leader of the wounded dragons. In the past two months, Yang Gan did not immediately make further moves, but slowly let his small team join the wounded dragon's habitat.

These ordinary trauma dragons don’t eat much, so they just throw a large enough marine creature to them every few days, and it doesn’t take much time for Yang Gan.

Yang Gan was practicing the rest of the time.

He originally thought he would have to spend most of his time cultivating relationships with the trauma dragons, but later he realized that this was really not necessary at all.

The cravings of food for the cravings, after he hunted prey several times in a row, became the most popular cravings in the cravings group.

This gave Yang Gan enough time to exercise himself.

However, Yang Gan was lying on the beach at this time, a little sad.

He is not growing taller again.

I was originally planning to practice hard to grow bigger, but it seemed that I had reached the limit of my body again.

This situation has happened before, and it was that time when he finally broke through the genetic limitations after more than two years of cultivation. The first successful genetic evolution was the first time that the giant crocodile demon in the Sancha River Plain was created.

After that breakthrough, his physical strength and physical indicators were far superior to ordinary crocodiles, reaching four or five times that of ordinary crocodiles. After so many years of cultivation, he now feels that his physical indicators are at least seven or eight times that of crocodiles.

Because there is no specific measurement data, he can only rely on his feelings.

With such physical fitness, in the shallow sea area, I have never encountered any opponents.

But shallow sea is not his goal. He hopes that he can have a ri le that can cross the sea without any scruples.

It seems that my plan is temporarily stranded. It took me more than two years to break through the last time. This time, I don’t know how long it will take.

Yang Gan has always let the problem of cultivation. It is not that he is not motivated, but that he is still a little confused. What conditions are required for gene evolution? Why can Queen and Chuxia grow farther than their original body length after one evolution, and can continue to grow by themselves?

When you have too many questions, the best way is to think of nothing.

Yang Gan, who began to follow the canyon toward the habitat, cleared all the questions in his mind, and felt that some of the things he did in the group of wounded dragons had already achieved enough results and should be able to start implementing his further plans.

On the clearings in the canyon, a bunch of bonfires burning, and the sound of branches burning constantly.

The wounded dragons around were already accustomed to it, and there were even a few curious wounded dragons who went to pick up wooden sticks burning in the bonfire. However, their actions were immediately beaten by several wounded dragons guarding the side.

The leader is the traitor wounded dragon who first defected to the queen.

The trauma dragons who don’t need to look for food all the time have more time to do other things, such as cleaning up spider silk, and watching the practice of the Queen of Early Summer, the little flying dragon and the others.

And the elderly, weak, sick and disabled people don’t need to dig mice to eat. In fact, according to Yang Gan’s observation, there is no place to dig around!

There were not many maverick animals in the Baiji period, and they were all very small, just to give them a chance to survive in the Baiji, where they were vulnerable to each other. Unfortunately, when they met this group of trauma digging ground, the rats around them were probably about to die out.

Yang Gan, who came to the bonfire, did not care about the queens and the others who were practicing on the other side, but threw out the two big fish that had been lifted along the way, one of which was to the traitor, the traitor, the traitor, the traitor, the traitor, the traitor, the traitor, the traitor, the traitor, the traitor, the traitor, and its younger brothers, and the other was to the traitor, the traitor, who was playing around.

Education starts with children, and Yang Gan still knows this.

Then he called out.

“Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo…”

When the horn of the giant crocodile demon sounded, silently, the wounded dragon began to appear in the surrounding jungle, and the leader was still the old leader.

"You, take the team out! The others will leave!"

Yang Gan looked at it, then pointed to one of the small collars and gave further instructions to it. Of course, the wounded dragons did not understand his words, but if they did this once, they naturally did not need to understand the language to understand the meaning.

"Jijiki..."

The little collar seemed very excited. After making a series of cheerful screams, he walked out with his small team with more than a dozen wounded dragons.

The other trauma dragons who were not in this team seemed very disappointed. They made waves of dissatisfaction and, under the leadership of the old leader, took a few steps back reluctantly, allowing the team named by Yang Gan to appear in the front.

"Get the torch!"

The little neck of the stinger who was named in excitement immediately led the team to the bonfire and was the first to pull out a burning wooden stick from the fire. Then the other stinger also pulled out torches and arranged neatly waiting for Yang Gan's next instructions.

After throwing all the wooden sticks that could be pulled out around the bonfire that could be used as torches into the bonfire, the bonfire suddenly burst out with larger flames. In the raging fire, Yang Gan waved his big claws and led the squad of wounded dragons holding the torches into the forest.

Going to the forest is to eliminate spider silk.

These wicked dragons' actions to destroy spider silk have become instinct. Even if they are playing around, they will destroy as much as possible whenever they see spider silk.

It took them half a month to overcome their initial fear of fire. But after just one stint, after learning how to use torches to eliminate spider silk from Yang Gan, their attitude towards fire immediately turned into fanaticism and madness.

This change was so fast that Yang Gan was a little uncomfortable.

The wounded dragons who learned to burn spider silk with torches were all extremely excited. Almost every wounded dragon who got the torches wanted to ignite the forest immediately and burn it into thousands of cleansing.

During that time, Rizi lived a life of dismay. These wounded dragons were so crazy. After seeing such a way to eliminate spider silk, their fanaticism made Yang Gan always worried.

As long as the bonfire is lit, Yuyao will sneak a secretly stole the fire and set it on fire. Fortunately, he did not teach these guys how to make fire. Otherwise, Yang Gan believed that if they were allowed to continue to be fanatic, it would not take long for the entire planet to burn the forests of these guys to burn it into pieces. The era of Baiji Mass Extinction will come early.

In order not to cause great destruction, Yang Gan could only continue to wait and let their fanaticism gradually cool down. As a result, they waited until now. Although they were still 1ri fanatic, they no longer stole the torch and ran away.

In the forest, Yang Gan looked at the dozen small figures in front of him, watched them waving torches and running around in the forest, looking for spider silk to ignite, and a sense of accomplishment arises naturally.

Although I can only bring a small team of wounded dragons to make them proficient in torches every time, basically all wounded dragons in these ria have learned and have been under their own observations for a few times.

Now, just wait for Lao Yao to open his eyes and create a suitable opportunity for himself. At that time, he can release all the wounded dragons.

The right opportunity in Yang Gan's mind would come to him almost every few days, and this time he didn't let him wait for long.

It was an afternoon.

Feeling the breath from the air, Yang Gan, who was leading a small group of wounded dragons to eliminate spider silk in the forest, suddenly made a gesture to stop everyone.

He threw down the simple fire-fighting broom he had made himself in his arms - it was actually a big tree that was not easy to burn. Then he gathered all the wounded dragons.

While the wounded dragons were waiting, he raised a bonfire again, then made enough tree sticks and placed them on the periphery of the fire to make them ignite one by one.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

After doing all this, Yang Gan raised his head and released a summoning in the direction where the canyon was.

Although it was a little far from the canyon, the trauma did not come slowly. When all the trauma gathered around Yang Gan, he gave instructions again.

Those who came here were all strong and traumatic dragons, and the elderly, weak, sick and disabled were never summoned.

These strong wounded dragons are also the main force to eliminate spider silk. After nearly three months of training by Yang Gan, it is time for him to test the results.

"Get the torch!"

All the trauma dragons were stunned. When they heard this order, they knew how to do it, but this time, who would let the sect take it?

"Everything, take a torch!"

Yang Gan had to use his claws to point out all the small teams of wounded dragons.

This time, they all understood.

"Jijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijiji..."

The originally quiet trauma became excited. Every time they gathered, there was only one team who had the chance to get the torch. This time, all the trauma were there, which really surprised them. All the trauma picked up torches from the fire in an orderly manner, and then stood around, waiting for Yang Gan’s latest instructions.
Chapter completed!