Beast

The entire ravine was trembling, and the sharp force gushing out was like golden magma. Large pieces of golden gravel peeled off from both sides of the ravine. As soon as they broke away, they were blasted into tiny pieces. They had no chance to fall before they scattered into the sharp rocks.

The energy spurted out together.

"Aww..."

It's like a beast that has been suppressed for thousands of years is roaring!

Unexpectedly, Yang Qing retreated to the deepest part of the ravine. The place just now was quite peaceful, with rare sharp energy condensed. At this time, he was stirred into a frenzy, and the sharp edges and corners were shaken away, and he was sucked in with a 'whoosh whoosh' sound.

In the spurt above, the energy condenses at an accelerated rate, and rushes upward as if it is being exerted a huge gravitational force!

"Let's just hang you!"

Yang Qing hoped maliciously in his heart that the golden top alone could not withstand such ferocious energy. If no other means were prepared in advance, the only people who could enter the ravine alive might be Lao Shu and other two Dingling spirits.

Later monks.

"Squeak!"

An extremely harsh friction sound!

The golden top seemed to be shrinking rapidly under the surge of sharp energy. During the extremely fast rotation, the speed of its descent was severely restricted.

Just like a small boat in the angry waves that is about to be shattered at any time!

Sure enough, after a while, there was a crackling sound, and a crack suddenly appeared in the golden top. After a blink of an eye, it turned into pieces and debris.

The eight people from Laoshu who were wrapped in a fiery red barrier appeared, with varying degrees of panic and anger on their faces.

"Squeak!"

The defensive barrier held up by high-level defensive talismans could not stand even a little bit amidst the surge of sharp energy.

"Poof!", one layer shattered, and then another layer was propped up.

The eight people are trying their best to press down, trying to escape from the surging energy as soon as possible!

"Beast, I will fight you until death!"

"Despicable beast!"

"Beast, I will kill you with my own hands!"

"Seeking death! Beast!"

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The defensive barrier that was propped up was broken and then propped up again. The eight people inside the barrier activated the high-level defensive talismans in turn and yelled angrily!

After a while, four animal skin talismans were destroyed, a roll of prison wood was taken, and the eight people were brought to the ground!

At this time, the energy gushing in the gully gradually weakened.

"Beast, I will kill you!"

After landing, the eight people rushed several feet again to avoid being caught by the crazy sharpness. After the prison wood was removed, Lao Shu shouted angrily, summoned a long sword, grabbed it in his hand, and flicked it away with a sword light!

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

As soon as Laoshu moved, the other seven people followed suit and swung their swords while running quickly. They could not attack with weapons in the Golden Penalty Land, but they could still use their swords to attack in the air!

Suddenly, eight sword lights of various colors spanned a distance of tens of feet in the blink of an eye, blocking Yang Qing's escape routes in all directions!

"Ouch..."

Yang Qing's heart was awe-inspiring, but he was not afraid. Although there were many monks on the other side, he could use his speed without any scruples. He put away his sword and shield without dodging, turned over his hand and took out the high-grade magic weapon, the long stick Shijun, and swung it.

Suddenly, a piece of black and white light was pulled out, and it hit the incoming sword light with a 'ding, ding, ding' sound.

The power of the sword light is not as hard and tough as the weapon when attacked by the weapon.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The sword light struck by the long stick was shattered.

The remaining sword rays hit the golden rock wall. The sword rays shattered and sharp-edged gravel flew out!

"Kill a few first and then talk!"

Hatred surged, and he thought fiercely, holding the long stick Shijun and rushing towards Lao Shu and the other eight people at full speed!

"Looking for death!" Lao Shu shouted fiercely, and eight people rushed forward!

At the same time, the sword light was swung rapidly, giving Yang Qing no chance to open his bow and release his arrow!

The roar echoed loudly, and the turbulent air waves shattered the edges of the rocks, causing the ravines to tremble.

In the blink of an eye, we are fighting at hand-to-hand combat!

"Beast, if you die, you can only blame yourself for being too arrogant and unfit for promotion!" Lao Shu shouted fiercely, focusing his magic on the long sword. The long sword made a burst, and the sword energy shot out. The other seven monks did the same.

The spells they are proficient in are condensed on the magic weapons in their hands.

Spell attacks and weapon attacks are common methods used by weapon-refining monks. Only some monks can superimpose the two in one place, which is extremely powerful and is equivalent to sacrificing a magic weapon.

However, the Eight Lao Shu people could not do this. They only cast the spell inside the magic weapon, which reduced part of the power of the spell, and then added it to be hard and sharp, so that the overall power was not reduced, making it easier to manipulate and avoid injury.

accomplice!

Of course, this cannot be done casually. It requires a thorough understanding of magic and a special familiarity with the magic weapon in hand.

"Death? Don't know how to appreciate dignity? Who are you!"

With his spiritual consciousness spreading, he could naturally detect the power from the changes in the magic weapon. Yang Qing did not give the eight people a chance to surround him. He used both hardness and softness to fight, and he fought with speed. When he heard

After Laoshu's words, a cruel sneer appeared, and his low and hoarse voice was full of indifference!

"Then just watch!"

The red-faced man shouted loudly, flicked the talisman in his hand, and with a 'pop' sound, the talisman shattered. Three fireballs the size of human heads appeared out of thin air, overflowing with heat, 'woo, woo, woo', and pulled up three tails.

, hit head on at great speed!

At the same time, the other seven people all activated an intermediate talisman!

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Water blade, wooden thorn, flying stone, golden light...

The ravine is filled with light of all colors, and where the light is pointing is Yang Qing, who is not retreating but advancing!

"Ouch..."

The fierceness radiating from the red pupils seemed to be shattered, and the sound of dragons roaring and tigers roaring resounded!

Unable to avoid the fireballs, he jumped up and allowed the three fireballs to hit his chest and abdomen. His body was in a slight formation, and his forward speed did not slow down. He aimed at other magic attacks and hit them with his stick!

"boom!"

The black and white light curtain followed the long stick, carrying the sound of wind and thunder, creating a layer of air waves, and suddenly blasted away several spells in front of him!

For some spells, Yang Qing cannot break them with a long stick, such as fire waves, water waves, golden sands, etc. However, Zhan Qiu is not afraid. The physical strength is not afraid of the power of the impact, and other spells are particularly solid.

, with the blessing of strong force, the long stick can completely break it.

Several spells were smashed and several spells failed. Yang Qing's speed increased by another level. In the blink of an eye, he rushed to the red-faced monk. The long stick in his hand had been switched to a simple knife, and a golden round shield appeared in his left hand at the same time.

middle!

"Ouch..."

His appearance was strange and cold, his red pupils shot out as fiercely as if they were about to burst into pieces. The killing intent in Yang Qing's heart was wanton, and he resisted all other attacks with a golden round shield. Regardless of his left arm being numb from the shock, he attacked with all his strength with his simple sword.

The red-faced monk.

Only by killing a few people first can we weaken the strength of Lao Shu and others, so that they can evenly match each other, survive, or even eliminate all the enemies!

"brute!"

"You dare!"

"court death!"

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The other monks shouted violently, and instead of increasing the defense of the red-faced man, they attacked Yang Qing with all their strength!

"Why don't you dare!?"

The voice was low, hoarse, and cold. Yang Qing was not afraid of his intimidation. He slowed down his defense slightly and tried to kill one person before being surrounded!

The sword curtain spins swiftly and lightly!

It's obviously a sharp blade, but it's like a gentle breeze blowing through the veil!

"Ding ding!"

The red-faced man looked vicious, breathed fire, and hastily intercepted two blows!

He is a Qi-refining monk in the middle stage of Dingling. Although low cultivation does not mean low strength, however, he is far inferior to Yang Qing in terms of realm, cultivation, speed, strength, soul, ferocity, and use of Taoism.

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Being able to withstand two blows during the surprise attack was thanks to others' interference with Yang Qing. The third blow could no longer be intercepted!

"Poof! Click!"

The sound of flesh and blood being cut, the sound of broken bones!

A gray light curtain cut from the red-faced man's neck to his chest and then turned! It crossed half of his body!

"Second brother!"

"Ouch..."

One person screamed in pain, and Yang Qing pulled away and retreated!

The Mu Linggen monk who had intercepted and killed Yang Qing with the red-faced man rushed over quickly. In order to prevent his companion's resources from being taken away by the enemy, and regardless of whether the red-faced man was completely dead or whether he could be saved, he waved his hand.

The corpse was collected into the Zi Mansion!

"Pay with your life!", "Beast, suffer death!"

Lao Shu and two other late-stage Dingling cultivators shouted violently, and accidentally killed an assistant in the middle-stage Dingling stage, making them both feel humiliated!

"Huh?" Yang Qing retreated violently, even giving up the shield in his left hand. He saw that the light green slurry of the pulp wood had covered the shield. As long as he held the shield and stood in a stalemate for a moment, several words

The attack was about to come, and at the same time, a stream of serous liquid was about to wrap around him!

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Three rays of sword light struck without any space!

"Retreat, retreat!" Yang Qing shouted in his heart. He killed the red-faced monk and fell into a passive state. He had to distance himself first and then rush forward. In a flip of his hand, he broke through three sword lights.

Retreat faster!

In the blink of an eye, the distance between the two parties was tens of feet!

Before the seven people could launch another attack, Yang Qing suddenly stopped and retreated, smashing the sharp rocks with his toes, "Boom!", and his figure exploded out! Fighting with the seven people was no match for him, but he didn't let them attack him at all.

Surrounded, the opportunity to take action together, and the seven people are neither far nor close, making them constrain each other and unable to exert their full strength. Even middle-grade magic talismans must be used with caution!

If they were to block Yang Qing in a corner, they would use all their methods to defeat Yang Qing until he could only parry.

But the seven of them did not have a tacit understanding. Lao Shu even rushed to attack, hindering the attacks of others. Moreover, after Yang Qing was integrated into the essence and blood of the Vajra Beast, he was able to unleash all his speed without any worries, advancing and retreating quickly, without losing sight of the situation.

Wonderful instant retreat!

Because the leopard's tail is still within the war fur, it loses a lot of flexibility when moving around. Otherwise, it would be able to maneuver among several people, always fighting only one or two people, and even make them unable to stop and injure their accomplices.

"Beast, let's see how long you can continue to be arrogant!"

How could Lao Shu feel pain for the red-faced monk's death? He could only be angry. Nine people chased a body cultivator, but two of them were killed one after another.

Influence?

The man with an upright appearance had a look on his face. He was good at defense, good at trapping, but not good at attacking. Laoshu's sudden attacks hindered him. The death of the red-faced monk made him feel that he could gradually let go of his hands and feet, knowing that his attacks would not be successful.

Qi Fan would be in the way, so he sent a message from his spiritual consciousness and said to the monk next to him... (To be continued.)