Beast

The roaring sound was like a thousand-foot waterfall pouring down, more like a landslide, or the ground cracking.

The sound of explosions could still be heard dozens of miles apart.

A ball of golden light suddenly spread from a small point to dozens of feet in the blink of an eye.

The descendants of the golden dragon that were more than ten feet long, including Zifu and Jinxing Dadi, were all suddenly turned into powder and fragments. The only intact object was a six-foot-long golden mace.

"Boom!"

There was a loud thundering sound out of thin air, rolling and surging.

There was a loud trembling sound, like the sky being torn apart.

The raging golden light immediately enveloped Yang Qing.

"clank!"

The chilling sound lingered clearly around the figure wrapped in scale wings.

The gold powder was violent and extremely sharp. Even if Yang Qing tried his best to activate the chilling sound protection, the harsh friction sound of "squeak" resounded in his heart, and scratches appeared on the scale wings, with different depths.

The violent impact sent his body flying.

"Creak!"

The scaly wings spread with the blood-suppressing breath were overwhelmed, and apart from scratches, there were also cracks.

Yang Qing guessed that the power of the self-destruction would be very powerful, but he did not expect that under the protection of the Chi Qi Qualification and the Blood-Suppressing Breath, the Scale Wings would still be severely damaged.

My heartstrings felt like they were about to break.

"Boom!"

There was a loud roar, and despite the protection of the scale wings, Yang Qing still felt as if his chest had been hit by a hammer, and it felt as if it was about to burst.

All the internal organs were in a state of turmoil.

His heart was extremely solemn, and he thought quickly, "No. If this continues, these scale wings will be broken. It will take a long time to recover, and I will be seriously injured or even die!", the body of the golden element, the Zifu meridian brewed and exploded.

, is more powerful than any attack from the descendant of the golden dragon.

Yang Qing's use of the chilling sound to protect himself was very rough, and it was obviously not enough to defend against self-destruction.

Although the defense of the scale wings is strong, and the blood-suppressing breath increases its defense, it is still not enough to prevent the self-destruction of the descendant of the golden dragon. If the scale wings are broken, the power of the self-destruction will undoubtedly directly attack the chest and head. At that time, it will definitely be seriously injured.

Undoubtedly, even if he did not die as a result, he would not be able to withstand the attacks of other monks.

If you want to defend, the only way left is to attack with the sound of chilling.

Thinking to this point, he couldn't care whether Jin Mace would take advantage of this to attack. He could only save his life first and not be seriously injured. As for Jin Mace and the souls of Jin Jiao's descendants, he already had no control over it.

The chilling sound that was used as a defense disappeared instantly.

Yang Qing's figure was violently raging, squeezing out golden powder that was like a substantial layer of air waves. It was like a wisp of waste.

"Zheng!"

The bow string was broken, and the murderous sound of breaking the sharp blade was heard.

There were two or three feet of gold powder around the flying figure, and the energy suddenly stagnated, as if a immobilization technique had been applied to it.

Only Yang Qing's body was still flying uncontrollably.

The golden powder and violent energy that was attacked by the chilling sound quietly disappeared.

"Boom!"

The area of ​​two to three feet is like a large hollow ball, with gold powder and energy gushing out from elsewhere.

However, it is obviously much weaker than before.

"Peng!", the bombardment continued, Yang Qing had been bombarded more than a hundred feet, and then he could barely stabilize his figure. There were scratches, cracked scale wings flapping lightly, coupled with cracked war fur, broken gray scales

, looking extremely embarrassed.

The strong wind hit my face, and I hurriedly sorted out the internal organs that seemed to be misplaced. I only felt the blood welling up and I was slightly dizzy.

"Ouch..."

It's like the roar of muffled thunder, the sound of roaring dragons and tigers roaring like thunder.

Fight against the still raging power of self-destruction.

With enough luck to break his eyes and his spiritual sense to examine carefully, he found that the descendant of the golden dragon had turned into powder, and the flesh and blood, scales, thick tail, etc. that wrapped it were all missing. A few broken magic weapons could slightly distinguish their original appearance.

But it's been scrapped.

Only about six feet of the golden mace was still intact, and it was flying around in the violent air waves.

"Whoosh!"

The golden mace vibrated, straightened his body, crushed the air wave, turned into a ray of golden light and galloped towards Jin Xing place.

"Run away!", Yang Qing thought with trepidation, the soul of the descendant of the golden dragon is in its natal magic weapon, the golden mace. If it does not use the spirit and qualifications to kill, there is still some possibility to pursue the golden mace, so as to kill with the sound of the mace.

The attack dispersed its soul, but at this moment, there was no possibility. Even if it was pursued, it would be difficult to destroy the opponent's soul, so it could only keep attacking the golden mace.

Yang Qing's heartstrings suddenly relaxed by three points, and his whole body was filled with sharp pain everywhere.

In any case, after a lot of twists and turns, the descendant of the golden dragon was finally killed. The soul escaped and there was no way to chase it. Survival was the most important thing.

"Boom!"

The gold powder, energy, and air waves are still raging.

Yang Qing saw several fragments of the magic weapon mixed in the air waves. He waved his severely damaged scale wings and flew around, collecting the magic weapon fragments into Zi Mansion. The fragments were made of better material and may be used for emergencies at some point.

As for the spiritual stones and other items, they couldn't be found at all.

"Go back quickly!" He muttered and did not dare to stay any longer. He killed a descendant of the golden dragon. Although this was what he wanted, it would definitely make the other tribe, and even the golden dragon clan, want to kill him even more.

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"Woo!", with a wave of scaly wings, he returned to the tribe at high speed, trying his best to avoid all the monks along the way.

Before he could return to the tribe, the news that the descendants of Jin Jiao were killed by Yang Qing had spread to almost six tribes with tens of thousands of people.

He forced the descendant of Jin Jiao to blow himself up and slaughtered Yang Qing slightly, slightly injuring him.

Some are furious, some admire, some don't care...

After the embarrassed Yang Qing returned to the tribe, the matter was further confirmed.

Killing the descendants of the golden dragon is undoubtedly a very satisfying thing for the tribes who are attached to the Fire Crane clan. Before, the descendants of the golden dragon were killing people everywhere, which made them terrified, fearing that they would be unlucky to encounter it. Now that the descendant of the golden dragon dies, they will go

A big concern.

After killing many descendants of the golden dragon who were rampant among monks in the middle stage of realization, one can imagine the strength of Yang Qing who was in the middle stage of realization.

In this way, although some monks were dismissive of this, thinking that it was due to a siege or a trick, etc., they at least did not dare to express their disdain.

Yang Qing was known as the "Crazy Slaughterer of Yang Qing" and few monks questioned it.

Many monks don't care about this, and so does Yang Qing. He only cares about the Suppressing Tears and the effectiveness of the Soul-Suppressing Tears in the future, and whether the Golden Dragon Clan will vigorously kill him. At that time, the tribe and the Fire Crane Clan will be

What an attitude.

The first effect of Zhenhun Tears has been completed, and the next step has not yet been decided.

Yang Qing was seriously injured. After returning to the tribe, he only exchanged words with the 'Leader'. Regardless of whether the 'Leader' investigated the fight, he briefly explained the fight. Then he returned to the attic to repair his injuries and practice.

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It was quiet inside the attic, but there was constant fighting outside.

Yang Qing beheaded the descendant of the golden dragon. Not only was the enmity between the two of them, it also made the conflict between the six tribes of ten thousand people more intense. Any monks from the hostile tribes who could be beheaded did not care whether you were the real person or not.

Realm. I am still a monk who has entered the Dingling Realm for the first time.

Some monks lost their lives as a result, and some monks gained a large amount of cultivation resources.

It also deepened the resentment between the Fire Crane Clan and the Golden Jiao Clan.

Even Dan Ye knew about this. Through Wanli Fuxi's questioning, Yang Qing would have come to the tribe if Yang Qing had not said that his injuries were fine.

A few days later, monks from six tribes with tens of thousands of people all learned of a rumor that the Golden Dragon Clan wanted to take the head of Yang Qing, who had slaughtered Yang Qing.

Sure enough, after more than a month.

Dozens of golden dragons and their descendants appeared in the territory of the Ten Thousand People tribe, and the leader of the monks was a descendant of the golden dragon who was in the Tongxuan realm.

At the same time, dozens of flamingos and their descendants appeared in the territory of the Ten Thousand Thousand People tribe, and the monk leading them was also a descendant of the golden dragon in the Tongxuan realm.

They kept attacking and killing each other.

After several battles, none of the flaming cranes, golden dragons, flaming crane descendants, and golden dragon descendants died, while the human monks suffered many losses.

This fight lasted for more than a year.

After the death of a descendant of the flaming crane who had transformed into reality, the flaming crane clan and the golden dragon clan all sent monks from the clan to come. For a time, all kinds of monsters came one by one, including the demon golden lion mastiff beast,

Purple Feather Peng, Fierce Flame Lion, Controlling Flame Beast...

All the monsters that come to the territory of the tribe with tens of thousands of people are in the realm of reality, or even above.

The human monks were all led by monsters and attacked and killed everywhere.

Only now have all the human monks understood that the original fight between the slaughter of Yang Qing and the descendants of the Golden Dragon could only be regarded as a dispensable introduction to the conflict between the Fire Crane clan and the Golden Jiao clan.

Yang Qing ignored everything in the outside world, but he still learned some things.

I guess the conflict between the Fire Crane Clan and the Golden Jiao Clan is due to long-standing grievances and cultivation resources. However, this conflict did not occur within a certain punishment land, but between the Golden Punishment Land and the Fire Punishment Land.

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The human monks in such a conflicting tribe with tens of thousands of people can be regarded as a kind of cultivation resource.

He believes that such a conflict will not easily damage the foundation of the monster race. The essence of the conflict is nothing more than the survival of the fittest. Cultivation resources are allocated to monks who can travel further, so that they can travel further.

Whether it is cultivation resources, or breakthroughs and transformations in various aspects, they are all the goals of such conflicts.

Breakthroughs and transformations in Taoist understanding, and the opening of potential in all aspects, such as courage and qualifications.

No matter how talented a monk is, it is difficult to achieve success in comfort. Training and experience are indispensable.

If we look at it more permanently, the conflict between the respective monster races is a training exercise. They do not want to spend eternity in purgatory and thrive in a corner of the world.

Nowadays, a large number of monsters and their descendants are involved in the great conflict between tribes with tens of thousands of people. The real leaders are no longer human monks.

The conflict, or 'troop training', between the Fire Crane Clan and the Golden Jiao Clan is about to begin.

Yang Qing only had this suspicion in his mind. He didn't care about purgatory, the status of monsters and mythical beasts among races, or the distribution of resources. He also didn't care about becoming a chess piece or a target in "troop training". He just wanted to get soul-soothing tears.

Over the past few years, the injuries caused by fighting with the descendants of the golden dragon have healed, and the body's cultivation has not stopped.

On this day, Yang Qing woke up from practice.

He vaguely felt that after incorporating the soul-painting beast's essence and blood, his cultivation speed after transforming into a beast was not only improved, but also the high-grade Kunhun was enhanced, and his aura and aptitude for chilling were enhanced, which accelerated his progress in achieving heterogeneous innate vitality.

After several years of practice, I realized that the strength of the soul combined with the realm of cultivation can create "pseudo spiritual roots" with evil spirits.

If other souls were king-grade Kunhun monks, they would not be able to do this with their level.

If you feel something in your heart, do it immediately. Even if the attempt fails, just be careful and it will not cause harm to the innate vitality. (To be continued...)