Beast

"Boom!"

The roaring sound of landslides and ground cracking swept across like a flash flood!

The 'Demon Golden Lion Mastiff' formed from the broken gold bricks and the combat skill 'Proud', and the 'Fire Dragon' formed from the fire rope and the combat skill 'Shocking Dragon' was first like porcelain and suddenly full of cracks, and then

It turned into a frantic sweep of energy.

The wind picked up, and the nearby trees and rocks were crushed into powder by the violent air waves.

The huge purple wings wrapped Yang Qing tightly, no need to float or fly, just swaying in the golden and fiery red wind, "Bang ding!", the hugged purple wings sounded a dense collision sound, and

Purple Wings defended, and Yang Qing took advantage of this to slow down the strength of his physical body.

At this time, the two magic weapons were still scattered in pieces, and they were bombarded with violent energy. They suddenly flew into the air and collided with each other.

"Boom!"

Roaring and roaring, the waves echoed.

The combined attack of magic weapons and combat skills is extremely powerful, not to mention two such attacks.

It was completely broken by a split air slash!

Seeing this scene, even Wei Feng, the most powerful among the monks present, frowned, his autumn face and red lips were slightly opened, his beautiful eyes were full of surprise, Qi Long was even more shocked, and he knew it when he snatched the sword cutting gold.

Yang Qing's strength is strong. I didn't expect it to be so strong.

I was amazed and sighed in my heart. Meeting a descendant of Qingluan is really a step to the sky. Presumably, such a powerful simple sword magic weapon should be given by the descendant of Qingluan. Even if it is not, the share called 'Void Crystal'

Materials for refining weapons will also be donated by descendants of Qingluan.

The five Dingling Realm monks who were watching from a distance inadvertently opened their mouths as wide as possible and felt the strong wind blowing in their faces. They could not notice the burning pain on their faces.

They were originally waiting for the arrogant people who held them hostage to be crushed to pieces under the extremely powerful attack. Who could have imagined that this would be the case.

In the duel of combat skills, the bloody sword undoubtedly had the absolute upper hand, directly breaking up the two attacks.

Moreover, the fire rope magic weapon must have been severely damaged.

"Woo!"

The two crazy energies collided with each other, shattering, and the wind roared.

The fire rope mixed in the strong wind twisted endlessly and shrunk to the shape of ten feet. The place where it was struck by the blood-gray sword light was already divided into two halves, just like a fiery red rope, split from the end of the rope and split.

The open part is half a foot wide, and the fire rope magic weapon has been seriously damaged, and it can no longer participate in this fight.

The broken gold brick trembled from a distance, and was thrown to the side. Even though it was made of a unique material, it was also slashed by the blood-gray Kuang Tu's air-breaking slash, which left a shallow mark, but it was not damaged. The broken gold brick could withstand it.

With such a combat technique, the real energy is dispersed, and if you want to take action quickly, it is impossible.

"Where do you want to go!?"

The low, hoarse voice was full of indifference, and monks with weaker minds would shudder when they heard it.

The hug-shaped purple wings "Qiang Qiang" spread out angrily. Yang Qing looked cold and frosty, and his face was covered with frost. The roar of dragons and tigers came out as soon as he opened his mouth. "Ouch..." It was like rolling thunder, like thunder exploding, and suddenly

Cover the flying broken gold bricks.

The violent tremors of the broken gold bricks tended to weaken, and they were attacked by sound again in vain. Once again, the body was like sieving chaff, and even the speed of being thrown was greatly hindered.

"Boom!"

The huge purple wings with a wingspan of nearly seven feet fluttered angrily, and the flapping air exploded.

Yang Qing, whose physical strength has not yet fully recovered, chased the broken gold brick at high speed. After killing Lao Shu, he got the broken gold brick. In order to get rid of the pursuit of the two heroes, he delayed it by knocking it away.

By saving Hao Zhan and the two, he got the chance to repair his injuries, but he also made the broken gold bricks a huge help to Hao Zhan. Otherwise, Hao Zhan's strength would be much weaker than Qi Long, who had refined Lian Yang Fire.

At this moment, the Broken Gold Brick is not subject to Hao Zhan's manipulation. Yang Qing wants to snatch it away in order to kill Hao Zhan's minions and greatly reduce his strength.

It was also for the purpose of selling it to Wei Feng. If Wei Feng had not been on this trip, he might have been the one who would have died.

At this point, we must first make sure to grab the broken gold bricks. Otherwise, the broken gold bricks will be manipulated by the war again. Not only will they become obstacles, but they may not be able to grab the broken gold bricks. After all, the opponent still has three monks who are in the middle stage of transformation.

, it is not impossible for Hao Zhan to hand over the broken gold bricks to them.

In the blink of an eye, Yang Qing had already rushed to the broken gold brick.

"Beast, stop!"

"Crazy guy, you're looking for death!"

"You are a beast who doesn't know the heights of the sky!"

The consciousness of the two Hao Zhan was aroused, and the shock and anger in their hearts probably turned their faces livid. They were trying their best to manipulate their magic weapons to return. There was no room for them to speak, and they shouted angrily that they were coming with them.

Three monks in the middle stage of transformation.

In front of three monks in the middle stage of transformation, trying to steal the powerful magic weapon from another monk made the three of them very embarrassed.

A stern smile appeared at the corner of Yang Qing's mouth, and he glanced at the three mid-realization monks who were speaking fiercely and furiously with bloody eyes. Without stopping, he took the high-grade magical weapon Long Staff Shijun, and the blood-gray Kuang Tu was floating in the air.

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"Woo", with frenzied energy, the wind and waves whimpered in a low voice, and a light stick shadow struck directly at the trembling broken gold bricks.

There was a crisp sound of "dinging" gold and iron, and the broken gold bricks in the shape of small gold bars turned into a stream of light, flying across a round arc towards the three guards who were galloping towards them, launching their own attacks.

"Whoosh!"

The sound of breaking through the air was not sharp, but to the ears of the monks present, it was completely different.

The stern Wei Feng raised his eyebrows, looking very surprised. Qiu Yan looked surprised and smiled inadvertently, while Qi Long stared at the broken gold bricks being thrown up and down at a very fast speed with a strange look on his face.

The five Dingling Realm monks were filled with shock and regret. Such a blatant and provocative act. The arrogant person was indeed arrogant!

Wei Feng's expression became serious, and with a wave of his hand, a bright yellow bolt made of true essence was condensed into a bright yellow bolt and struck out with a 'swish', wrapping the broken gold bricks and taking them back with him.

"Ding ding ding!"

Bright yellow real energy poured out from Wei Feng's palm, and his fingers touched the broken gold bricks that looked like small gold bars. Circles rippled in the space. After the real energy belonging to the heroic battle was squeezed out, it dissipated instantly, wisps of it.

The blood mist 'chichi' escaped, and the broken gold bricks were forcibly removed from their ownership. Although there were still some remnants, Wei Feng could not use them, and neither could Hao Zhan.

After the movement of the hand stopped, the broken gold brick was covered with a thin bright yellow realm and was sealed.

Wei Feng's face showed a rare joy, and in a flash of his hands, the broken gold brick disappeared.

At this time, another sound broke through the air.

In the shocked eyes of the five Dingling Realm monks, the dead snake-like fire rope was also lifted up by Yang Qing, and flew straight towards Qilong and the others.

The two heroes were so angry that their faces turned purple. The murderous intent in their hearts was so intense that their heads were dizzy. The broken gold brick was lost and the fuse was about to be lost. They had no choice but to manipulate the damaged flying sword.

Thinking that the magic flying sword of the two people had been nailed to the rock wall by a fire fork that was ten feet long. It was already damaged and the true energy was scattered. For a while, it was difficult to move.

"Chichi!"

A roll of scorching white Yang Yang Fire, and a damaged fire rope fell into Qi Long's hand.

Qiu Yan doesn't care about this magic weapon of fire rope, which is suitable for Qi Long. She also knows that Yang Qing knocked the broken gold bricks and fire rope over to let them put them away and will not take them back.

"Walk!"

The three monks in the middle stage of Realization knew that the situation was over at this moment, and they shouted with their spiritual consciousness.

How could the two Hao Zhan not know that there was no room for any delay at this time. Now that they had no treasure to use, it was unclear whether they could survive. The sword under their feet turned around and they galloped towards the tribe with all their strength.

"Go? You can't go!"

Having already pulled out the fangs of the two heroic warriors, how could Yang Qing let them leave as he wished? Ziyi fluttered angrily, holding a blood-grey sword and charging at full speed to pursue them.

Wei Feng and Qiu Yan also flashed stern expressions. Their respective magic weapons were fighting against those of the other three monks in the middle stage of realization. Their true energy was surging, the air waves were surging, and they were galloping towards Yang Qing at an even faster speed.

Compared with the monks in the middle stage of transformation, Qi Long's strength is very different, and the distance is still far, so he can only hinder and wait for opportunistic attacks.

The fire fork restrained the two magical flying swords of Hao Zhan and prevent them from using them again.

"Whoosh!"

The two Hao Zhans looked panicked and felt extremely resentful in their hearts. They secretly thought that when I return to the tribe, I will try to get the big leader to kill you, this beast. With your courage and qualifications, huh, the big leader will definitely get rid of you, this hidden danger.

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The expressions of the three monks in the middle stage of Realization are also extremely ugly. Their attacks have been restrained by King Jin Weifeng and Qiu Yan. They have no energy left to attack Yang Qing. If they use magic weapons and magic weapons to attack Yang Qing, with Wei Feng

, Qiu Yan's fight will suddenly collapse, and then it will be difficult to slow down.

The three of them have seen Yang Qing's strength, and weaker attacks will not hinder him at all.

"No, the beast's speed is almost the same as ours!"

"The killing sound attack has not been used yet, the threat is too great!"

"If we are bullied by an animal and use sword and light combat skills, we will have no power to resist!"

The three monks in the middle stage of Realization originally planned to go to meet Hao Zhan and the other two. At that time, they only knew that King Jin Weifeng was very powerful. They did not expect that they would be restrained by him and Qiu Yan, and they would not have much energy left. They saw Yang Qing's purple wings fluttering angrily.

His speed is not weaker than theirs, and he knows how powerful his killing sound attack and splitting air attack are, so how can he dare to get close to them at such a juncture?

Who is willing to put his own life on the line just to fight against the two of them?

How could he be willing to pick up Hao Zhan and the other two? He couldn't wait where he was. After all, the three of them were fighting, and Yang Qing was galloping and attacking at full speed without any hindrance.

The two heroes used magic weapons and combat skills to attack together, but Yang Qing broke them all with one blow. With no magic weapons available at this moment, how could they intercept Yang Qing and bully him!

"Whoosh whoosh!"

The three monks in the middle stage of transformation had this idea in their minds, and they turned around and galloped without hesitation, thinking in their hearts, that beast has nothing to be afraid of, but King Jin Weifeng is really difficult to deal with, so the best way is to avoid its sharp edge!

During the fight with the magic weapon, he quickly retreated in the direction of the tribe. He secretly worried that Yang Qing should not miss the two heroes and pursue them directly!

See this scene.

The two Hao Zhan couldn't help but yell!

Seeing the enemy charging fiercely, panic and fear arise uncontrollably in my heart.

"Boom!"

Feeling desperate, Hao Zhan and Hao Zhan both activated the secret method of burning essence and blood to increase their strength. They had not yet formed a body with the attribute of walking and could not escape. Even if they self-destructed, they would not have much power!

"Ah Huo, we brothers split up and run away. If anyone survives, we must try to kill this beast!"

"Brother Hao, don't pass!"

The two Hao Zhan were extremely resentful, and Li Ran made a decision instantly after transmitting his spiritual consciousness. He flashed and galloped in two completely opposite directions... (To be continued.)