Divine beast system, you can become stronger by cultivating mythical beasts

"Impossible, this is impossible, this is impossible!" Zijing covered his head and yelled, like a hysterical maniac.

Originally, he was rampant and crazy, but now his eyes are full of fear, and the hysterical yelling is also to cover up the fear in his heart.

Night Boy, a ruthless man in the Demon Road.

Back then, in the Star Evil Corner, Zijing once provoked the night prince without knowing the height of the sky, and was defeated by the night prince with three moves.

The night prince destroyed the foundation of the purple mirror, so that the purple mirror could not advance to the top of the ranks.

The night boy shattered Zijing's head and injured Zijing's soul, so that Zijing couldn't control his emotions at all, and could only be relieved by laughing maniacally.

The night boy shattered Zijing's self-confidence, so that Zijing did not dare to set foot on the Star Evil Horn again in his life.

In Zijing's heart, Yegongzi is his nightmare.

It was a nightmare that woke him up countless times.

Even after so many years, when he saw the Nether Blood Sea Fan, he recognized it at a glance.

Right!

That's right!

This is the Nether Blood Sea Fan.

This is the real Nether Blood Sea Fan.

"How can this thing be in your hands! What do you have to do with that guy! Zijing had a nervous breakdown and roared hard.

Seeing this, Xiao Zhi also felt inexplicable.

Why did he react so much to this fan?

Forget it, don't care, let's find a way to kill him first.

Xiao Zhi opened the Nether Blood Sea Fan, and a strong choking bloody breath was released.

Faced with this breath, Zijing was so frightened that he curled up his body, held his head, and kept wailing.

Xiao Zhi waved the Nether Blood Sea Fan, and in an instant, the sea of blood gushed, and countless blood waters fell from the sky, condensed into a large river, and rushed down with the aura of destruction.

Zi Jing had long lost the ability to resist, and in the face of this menacing attack, he didn't know how to resist.

From the time Xiao Zhi took out the Nether Blood Sea Fan, Zi Jing had already lost the will to fight.

The sea of blood floated and sank, and the purple mirror was hit by Xiao Zhi.

But even so, he still didn't move, didn't dodge, didn't resist, just held his head and kept muttering.

"I don't dare anymore, I don't dare anymore, you let me go, Ye

Gongzi..." Being able to make a madman like Zi Jing become like this, you can imagine how terrifying Ye Gongzi really is, leaving such a strong psychological shadow on Zi Jing.

Take advantage of your illness to kill you.

Xiao Zhi saw that Zijing was afraid of becoming like this, so he took this opportunity and prepared to kill Zijing.

Nether Blood Sea Fan.

As soon as the door came out, a sea of blood gushed.

Two doors out, the waves rush.

Three fans out, shocking the soul.

Four fans out, no life.

Xiao Zhi did not skimp on spiritual power and vowed to completely wipe out the purple mirror.

And Zijing still held his head, not knowing how to resist.

The surrounding immortal cultivators were all dumbfounded when they saw this scene.

"Why didn't the madman Zijing resist?"

"Can't even the madman Zijing beat him?"

"If this continues, the madman Zijing will definitely die."

"Could it be that only His Holiness can defeat Xiao Zhi?"

............

The immortal cultivators kept talking, and the Canghe scattered people were also anxious and their faces were flushed.

"Purple Mirror, quickly dodge with your moth, and move quickly." The Canghe shouted.

Fujilong stretched out his hand, patted the shoulder of the Canghe Sanren, and said, "The Purple Mirror Nightmare has been born, and it is powerless to fight again. Canghe, you go and hide in the back, I'm going to strike. Saying

that, Fujilong opened his eyes fiercely.

The white light cut through the sky, and everywhere the pupil touched, everything turned transparent.

"Devil Head, stop!" Fujilong raised his hand and pointed out, and the sword in his arms flew out of the scabbard, and went straight to Xiao Zhi's face.

Saying that it was too late, the speed of this sword made Xiao Zhi unable to react at all, and the hand holding the Nether Blood Sea Fan was directly cut off by this sword.

"Hmph!" The vine dragon withdrew his sword and stood proudly, his white eyes dazzling, like two suns.

Seeing this scene, the people around them exclaimed.

"White-eyed vine dragon! He actually used his white eyes!

"Such a sharp method, worthy of being the first person in the Righteous Path Alliance!"

"With his shot, Xiao Zhi is dead."

"Today is worth the trip, I was able to see Zijing and Vine Dragon at the same time."

............

As soon as the vine dragon made a move, the tooth knife suddenly couldn't sit still, and immediately pounced into the sky, stepped on the void air, and rushed towards the vine dragon.

Just when the tooth knife was only ten meters away from the vine dragon, the vine dragon held the sword, threw out the sword flowers, and collided continuously with the sharp claws of the tooth knife.

The tooth knife attacks furiously with its own instincts.

Fujilong white pupils flickered, calmly coping with every attack of the tooth knife.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xiao Zhi recalled the lost magic knife and the Nether Blood Sea Fan, and quietly approached the purple mirror, raising the magic knife against the purple mirror who had no ability to resist.

"Hmph, under my white eyes, I know all your flaws, and any of your intentions cannot escape my eyes." Fujilong snorted coldly, picked up the flying tooth knife with a sword, and turned his head to stab Xiao Zhi.

Facing such a swift and fierce enemy, Xiao Zhi had a headache.

"Try this thing." Xiao Zhi said, touched his wrist, and took out a scroll from the storage bracelet.

With the scroll in his hand, Fujilong's eyes suddenly stung.

"There is an abnormality!" Fujilong was about to recruit when he saw Xiao Zhi open the scroll.

The scroll unfolds, and in the middle of the canvas is a psychedelic deep black swirl.

In the eyes of the vine dragon, the whirlpool rotated, as if it wanted to devour his soul, and his consciousness became more and more blurred with the whirlpool's rotation.

He was completely controlled by the vortex and could not pull out his consciousness.

At this time, in the eyes of outsiders, Fujilong's body was pulled into a rope by the whirlpool in the painting, and it was sucked into the painting little by little.

In the blink of an eye, the vine dragon disappeared, and Xiao Zhi closed the scroll as if nothing had happened.

This scene stunned everyone.

"What happened!"

"Why did the white-pupiled vine dragon suddenly disappear?"

"What means did Xiao Zhi use?"

"What kind of treasure is that painting!"

............

The Canghe scattered people hid behind the crowd, breaking out in a cold sweat.

"Zijing and Vine Dragon have both lost, how did he become so strong? I can't stay here anymore, I'm going to go to my sister and ask my sister to clean him up. The crane muttered, ready to slip away quietly.

The tooth knife's eyes were sharp, and he immediately discovered the intention of the Canghe Sanren, and it immediately caught up with the Canghe Sanren and entangled with the Canghe Sanren.

Xiao Zhi stood in front of the purple mirror and looked down at the purple mirror.

And Zijing still did not resist.

The magic knife was raised high, and the cold demonic qi fell on the forehead of the purple mirror like the kiss of death.

At this time, in a psychedelic world, the vine dragon was rampaging like a headless fly.

He's stuck here.

Can't get out.

He could clearly feel that his strength was weakening little by little.