Beast

"Boom!"

The air was suddenly split by a fierce roar.

As the scale wings vibrated angrily, they exploded into the air at full speed. All the trees and rocks blocking the road were cut and smashed into debris all over the sky by the scale wings as if they were made of steel.

Previously, in consideration of Qiu Yan's safety and to avoid seeing the arrival of reinforcements, the opponent's two Realization Realm monks suddenly killed them, and to prevent them from escaping immediately when they saw that the situation was not good, Yang Qing rushed through the mountains and forests at high speed. When he got close,

The scaly wings flap softly by turning rigidity into softness, and the sound of breaking through the air is very weak.

In this way, we entered the scope of Qiuyan Shili.

Ten miles is not far, nor is it near.

Yang Qing is a body cultivator. He cannot control the magic weapon to attack in the air. He can barely do it with the help of his own magic weapon. It is not very powerful. He cannot cover a ten-foot radius with his spiritual consciousness. He can clearly see the situation in the distance by relying on his broken eyes.

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I wanted to get closer, but I saw three monks in the Dingling Realm using their magic flying swords to attack Qiu Yan. If he didn't stop it, Qiu Yan's life would be lost here, so he had to use the moon bow to attack.

kill.

The Yao Yue Bow is only a middle-grade magic weapon. Even though it is made of special materials, it cannot withstand Yang Qing's angrily firing the bow, and it is almost broken.

With Yang Qing's strength, there would be no mistakes in attacking and killing three monks in the Spiritual Realm like a sneak attack.

Now that his whereabouts are exposed, there is no need to hide his identity.

With a strange face full of ferocity, Yang Qing rushed straight towards Qiu Yan at full speed. Yang Qing's murderous intention surged. He came here before the other monks from the other tribe. Not only did he want to save Qiu Yan, but he also wanted to kill the two incarnations of the other tribe.

Early monk.

Among the hundreds of monks present, no one could match Yang Qing's speed. And their strength was all below him.

This is the basis for killing the opponent's two Reality Realm monks.

Not to mention that he owed Qiu Yan a favor, not to mention that the yellow-haired old man once wanted to kill him.

Just to calm the soul's tears, he had to keep these two monks who had transformed into reality.

Yang Qing's arrival and appearance were beyond the expectations of the four Reality Transformation monks present, and even more so than all the Soul-fixing monks.

Compared with before, Yang Qing's appearance has changed drastically. His whole body is covered with gray bone scales. Even if he has seen Qiu Yan with purple wings and purple tails before, he could not immediately recognize the heads of three Dingling Realm monks.

He was hit by an arrow and exploded. He told the monks present which tribe Yang Qing belonged to.

Wu Yang and the yellow-haired old man's hearts skipped a beat. They had never noticed a Reality Realm monk approaching this place before. Judging from his appearance, he looked like a descendant of a monster.

Among the two, only the yellow-haired old man had seen Yang Qing decades ago. At that time, Yang Qing was only in the late stage of Dingling. He was protected by a helmet and magic weapon, and he had not seen Yang Qing's face. At this time, Yang Qing

His cultivation level is above him.

Decades apart, the yellow-haired old man knew Yang Qing's identity through Zhan Qiu and Scale Wings.

Suddenly shocked, Wu Yang and the others had heard about Yang Qing's strength. After all, monks with the aptitude to kill were extremely rare. This was the first time that they had seen a monk with the aptitude for the aura.

The two of them wanted to kill Qiu Yan, but Qi Long received a message from the tribe leader and knew that the monks here were not stronger than him.

Now I understand a little bit, maybe the leader's intention is to use the two of them as bait to lure out Yang Qing.

This is nothing. The monks participate in the big conflicts between tribes to cultivate resources. As long as they have enough strength, it doesn't matter who they kill.

Perhaps, the enemies of the tribe would rush to other places to rescue him, but they would definitely come to him.

Moreover, the tribe leader will definitely arrange for other Realization Realm monks to come to the rescue appropriately.

However, Yang Qing appeared near them so unexpectedly that they were not prepared.

Deep down in his heart, the yellow-haired old man was slightly unconcerned. Decades ago, he was only in the late stage of Ding Ling and could not survive his attack. Now, even though he has the cultivation of the middle stage of transformation, due to physical cultivation, what can he do with his strength?

It's strong. As long as you don't like fighting, you don't have to worry about whether you can survive.

Wu Yang possesses the natal magic weapon Iron Green Wooden Needle, and he has strong self-control. He has never fought with Yang Qing. Although he is shocked, he is not afraid.

In this way, Wu Yang and the two felt in their hearts that as long as they killed Qiu Yan and the two first, Yang Qing might be unable to come or go.

I secretly thought that the corpses of mid-realization monks with the spirit and qualifications to kill should be able to exchange for good cultivation resources.

After thinking about this, Wu Yang and the two men instantly activated the 'Crazy Blood Technique'.

The real energy around them each skyrocketed.

Before, Wu Yang and the two found no trace of Yang Qing, and they were more confident that killing Qiu Yan and the two was inevitable. It only took a long time. Although the 'Crazy Blood Technique' greatly increased the strength, it was detrimental to cultivation.

Because, it hinders the achievement of the body.

That's why I didn't rush to kill Qiu Yan because it would harm her cultivation.

At this moment, they had to do this. They had to kill or seriously injure Qiu Yan and Qi Long before they could work together to deal with Yang Qing.

"Yang Qing?"

Qiu Yan's heart was filled with a mixture of surprises and surprises. It was nothing more than a surprise attack from the sky. Just now, she was already in despair. She never expected that the reinforcements would arrive like this.

Unexpectedly, in less than two years, Yang Qing's appearance has changed completely again.

Attacked by three magical flying swords, she had already received minor injuries, and her defense, which had already been struggling, became even more unbearable. Wu Yang and Wu Yang activated the secret technique of burning essence and blood, and the power of their respective magic weapons increased, and the defense

A flaw suddenly appeared.

"Ding ding ding!"

Yin Hong's defense was in disarray.

The defense of more than ten feet of fire rope wrapped around the Yang Refining Fire also seemed clumsy.

At this moment, Qiu Yan could no longer worry about Qi Long.

The hope that arose after seeing Yang Qing was instantly crushed before it could grow.

Although they were less than ten miles apart, how could a physical cultivator attack and save them?

Open the bow and release the arrows? The power of the three arrows just now is not strong. They are so far apart that the arrows cannot threaten the Realization Realm monks. From the arrows, it is also known that Yang Qing does not have a long bow.

Qiu Yan couldn't think of how to save her.

How can we save the two of them?

"What kind of beast is this? It's so weird and disgusting!" Wu Yang laughed wildly with cruelty filling his livid face.

The yellow-haired old man also had a smile on his face. The yellow ball, which was about a foot tall, was as fierce as a meteorite falling from the sky.

"Whoosh!"

A slight sound broke through the air.

Wrapped in the blood-suppressing breath of the thick fog, the bloody Kuang Tu attacked Wu Yang at a speed that exceeded the attack speed of the Qi Refining Monk in the middle stage of Qi Refining.

Seeing the flaw in Qiu Yan's defense, Yang Qing realized that it was too late to rush to Qiu Yan, otherwise Qiu Yan and the other two would die in front of his eyes.

On the way at full speed, Yang Qing would naturally think about this scene.

Otherwise, I wouldn’t be able to slow down a bit and speed through the mountains and forests.

I already had calculations in my mind.

As a middle-grade spirit item of the spiritual level, the power of Suxue Breath is different from that of Wanfeng Golden Light or Rehmannia Essence, but its power is not as weak as the formless thick mist.

The sharpness of the natal magic weapon Kuang Tu is also a threat.

"Whoosh!"

The speed of the spiritual creature is extremely fast. It also stimulates the spirit and qualifications to kill. With all its strength, the blood-suppressing breath and violent slaughter are like a startling dragon. It has already flown to Qiuyan and Qilong. Although Wu Yang and the two have not yet

I realize how powerful it is, but I know in my heart that I must intercept it.

However, there is no way to intercept it.

If you want to intercept the thick fog-like blood-suppressing breath, you must slow down your attack on Qiu Yan and Qi Long.

"Ding, Peng!"

Wearing red silk and more than ten feet of fire rope, they were all defeated.

Nine iron-green wooden needles and a foot-sized round ball got rid of the entanglement and attacked Qiu Yan's body without any delay.

"Woo! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The sound is deep or sharp.

Qiu Yan and Qi Long both looked pale. They didn't know what else could be done to save them, so they could only try their best to recall the magic weapon in the hope of some defense.

"Whoa!", the blood-suppressing breath was instantly separated from Kuang Tu.

Kuang Tu still raised a bloody curtain of swords and attacked Wu Yang, who was only seven or eighty feet away from Qiu Yan.

Compared with the nine iron-green wooden needles and the yellow balls about a foot long, the blood-suppressing breath of the thick mist suit is really not that powerful. The breath makes people's hearts palpitate, but such breath cannot cause any damage to monks of the same level of cultivation.

"Chichi!"

Nearly a hundred eyes with different expressions stared at each other, and the blood-sucking breath surged through like dark clouds, covering Qiu Yan and Qi Long, who had extremely solemn expressions.

The thick fog rolled in, and Qiu Yan and the two figures could not be seen.

After a moment.

"Ding, boom!"

Nine iron-green wooden needles and a yellow ball about a foot in size crashed upwards.

The yellow ball about a foot long hit the dense fog and caused it to surge, while the nine iron-green wooden needles were more than half a foot into the thick fog and were resisted by the bright red flower umbrellas.

Qiu Yan and Qi Long were not injured by this.

Looking at the bloody massacre again, they were already in front of Wu Yang.

"Hehe!" Wu Yang looked fierce and laughed continuously. He didn't believe that the magic weapon thrown at him could hurt him. He couldn't dodge or dodge. The flying sword, a low-grade wooden magic weapon, appeared in his hand and he swung the sword.

Knock it off.

"bite!"

The flying sword, a low-grade wooden magic weapon, collided with the bloody mad slaughter.

The blade struck the blade.

Bloody Kuangtu was knocked aside and spun around the wooden magic weapon.

"Qiang!"

There was not a single scratch on the bloody massacre.

And along with the clanging sound, a circle of scars appeared on the sword of the flying sword, a low-grade wooden magic weapon, which was three-thirds deep.

The power of the thick mist-like blood-suppressing breath and bloody slaughter made the monks present either surprised or trembled.

Qiu Yan and Qi Long were protected tightly by the blood-removing breath.

Wu Yang and the two men realized in horror that there was no hope, no hope of killing Qiu Yan and the other two, no hope of killing Yang Qing, or even hope of surviving.

"Boom!"

Yang Qing flapped his wings and galloped at full speed. With the help of his natal magic weapon, Qi Machine, he controlled Kuang Tu to return at a high speed.

At this time, one of several black spots in the distant sky suddenly blurred.

Seeing this scene, Wu Yang and the others were filled with joy. They knew that among the monks who came to rescue them, or to kill Yang Qing, one of them had become a fire-bending monk who had used Fire Escape.

, is coming extremely quickly.

It won't take dozens of breaths of work.

Yang Qing's heart suddenly sank. With his blind eyes, he saw a Fire Spirit Root cultivator in the distance in the sky. His speed suddenly increased by nearly twice. His figure was blurred at the extreme speed, but the sound of breaking through the air was roaring.

Only those who have achieved the fire element can perform the escape technique - Fire Escape.

"Qiu Yan, you and Qi Long do your best to kill the yellow-skinned old man!"

Yang Qing galloped to Qiu Yan's side and conveyed the message with his spiritual consciousness a little eagerly. (To be continued...)

ps: I’m going to apply for the household registration earlier today. I’m out of town. Tomorrow’s update will be unstable and may be concentrated in the middle of the night. I’m sorry...