Beast Mastery

The man dressed as a scholar walked towards the Buddha statue step by step, and stopped three feet away from the Buddha statue. His frown suddenly relaxed.

He took out a small bottle from his arms, poured out two ingredients of the elixir, and swallowed it without thinking.

At this moment, another ray of light flew from the direction the scholar man came from. This ray of light was extremely red, extremely dazzling in the dark night, and its speed was astonishingly fast. Before the scholar man could make any reaction,

It has already fallen into the ruined temple.

The light dissipated, revealing a person with red hair and a faint red light in his eyes. He glanced at the scholar man and let out a ferocious smile.

"Zhu Tong! Let's see where you are going!"

The man's body was slightly shaken by the sound of books, and his brows that had just relaxed were furrowed again, but one hand was pressed on his waist.

"Who are you, Your Excellency? Why are you pursuing me so hard?"

"Hey! Why are you still talking secretly in front of Mingren? As long as you hand over the cocoon of the 'Xuantian Spirit Insect', I will let you live! It is not easy to cultivate to the golden elixir stage, don't do it because of a cocoon

And lost his life!"

The red-haired man sneered, and the light red light in his eyes suddenly became thicker.

"you……"

The face of the scholar man named Zhu Tong suddenly changed. He had thought of the reason why he was being chased before, but now he got confirmation from the red-haired man, and it became clear in his heart.

"What a rare thing the Xuantian Spirit Insect is, I will never give it to you even if I die!"

After saying that, Zhu Tong slapped his waist fiercely, and a green light flashed from it. It was a three-inch long flying sword! Under the light green light, the flying sword made a buzzing sound.

"Hmph! You are not overestimating your abilities! Xuantian-level spiritual insects are a thing of the immortal world. Even real immortals will be jealous when they see them. But with your current strength, even if you get the spiritual insects, you may not have the life to use them.

Bar!"

The red-haired man snorted coldly from his nose. He flipped it gently with one hand, and a blood-red knife immediately appeared in his palm. The blade was not big, but it exuded a strange bloody smell.

Pushing his palm forward, the blood-red knife grew in the wind, and in the blink of an eye it transformed to a size of three feet.

"cut!"

As the red-haired man shouted loudly, the blood-red long knife was wrapped in a ball of red light and shot towards Zhu Tong. At this time, Zhu Tong no longer hesitated, and together with the seal in his hand, he clicked two magic formulas one after another.

He sank into the flying sword in front of him. Immediately, the flying sword glowed with green light, and the sound of breaking through the air was heard as it faced the blood-red long sword.

"boom!"

A sound of gold and iron clashed, and the two magic weapons collided. Zhu Tong's face flushed instantly, and a burst of blood surged in his body. The flying sword was connected to his mind. Under this collision, he also suffered

Quite an impact.

On the other hand, the red-haired man opposite did not change at all, and his face still sneered.

"At the end of the battle, it's better to hand over the cocoon of the 'Xuantian Spiritual Insect'!"

Zhu Tong had been chased by the red-haired man for days, and he had already understood the opponent's strength. If he continued to fight now, he would only die. However, a look of perseverance flashed in his eyes, and he secretly made up his mind.

Even if I die, I will never hand over the cocoon of the "Xuantian Spirit Insect" to others.

Just as the two sides were fighting, a little boy suddenly crawled out from the Buddha statue behind Zhu Tong. The little boy opened his hazy sleepy eyes and watched the two fighting in the ruined temple. For a moment, this scene turned out to be shocking.

Stunned.

"Um?"

The red-haired man glanced at Zhang Nuo and let out a sigh, but when his consciousness swept over the child, a disdainful expression appeared on his face. It turned out that he was just an ordinary child, with no spiritual energy fluctuations on his body.

.

Zhu Tong ignored the surprised Zhang Nuo behind him. Now that he was in trouble, he had no time to think about an unrelated child.

After Zhang Nuo saw the two people fighting clearly, he felt a sense of fear in his heart. However, driven by strong curiosity, he didn't make the slightest move. He still hid behind the Buddha statue and continued to watch the two fighting. In fact, it was still...

There was another reason why he didn't dare to act rashly. Zhang Nuo understood that the two people in front of him were the same as the disciples of Shenjian Sect. They were both practitioners. They could take his life with just a few moves, so for

It’s better to save your life by not taking any action!

At the moment when Zhang Nuo felt anxious, blood burst out from the red-haired man's eyes. At the same time, the three-foot-long sword blurred and suddenly disappeared in mid-air.

Zhu Tong's face changed drastically, and he was about to move away from where he was, but it was already too late. The blood-red sword appeared silently behind him, the blade flashed, and after a soft "swish" sound, Zhu Tong's

The left arm was separated from the body.

"ah!"

With a scream, Zhu Tong dodged several times and hid in a corner of the ruined temple. He held the cut area with his right hand, and the muscles on his face were twisted and deformed. A pair of eyes like a wild beast seemed to be about to pop out.

Eye sockets.

"It's not easy for me to fight with me for so long in the early stage of Golden Core! Why don't you hand over the cocoon of the 'Xuantian Spiritual Insect'?"

After cutting off Zhu Tong's arm, the red-haired man had a proud look on his face. He stretched out his hand and pointed at the bloody long knife in mid-air. The blade was immediately pointed at Zhu Tong.

Even a child like Zhang Nuo could see this scene. Zhu Tong's life and death was completely in the hands of the red-haired man. The bursts of spiritual pressure coming from the bloody sword made Zhang Nuo feel sick for a while, and his body was filled with nausea.

His blood was also tumbling non-stop. Slowly, several blood lines began to climb in his eyes.

At this time, Zhang Nuo's endurance was close to the limit. He had seen the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect use magic weapons once, but he had never experienced such pressure. He originally wanted to run away, but his body simply could not

He refused to obey orders and moved a few times but still stayed in place.

"Haha! You underestimate me, Mr. Zhu! If you want to get the 'Xuantian Spirit Insect', you must die!"

As soon as his consciousness moved, Zhu Tong's flying sword suddenly circled in the air, and then quickly flew back to his side. His palm slowly moved away from the broken arm, and he slapped his Dantian, his mouth wide open, golden color

With a flash of light, a golden ball the size of a thumb spurted out from Zhu Tong's mouth. The ball floated in front of Zhu Tong, spinning continuously, with streams of golden light like the sun.

Ripples around.

"Jindan! What are you going to do?"

The red-haired man's face, which had been proud just now, suddenly became ugly after seeing what Zhu Tong spit out, and at the same time, he involuntarily took a few steps back.