Reading to Become a God

But at this time, there was a simple and turbid shout, which passed down: "Help, help me where..." This voice came from the front, Ye Chen carefully identified it and confirmed to look straight ahead.

There, more than 30 meters away, there was a fat body running across the grass, he was the enemy of the golden leopard.

He ran to Ye Chen Zhang Baihu for help.

Ye Chen no longer walked, but went there in an open way, and Zhang Baihu, who followed him, was also deformed.

Just in a blink of an eye, Ye Chen jumped in front of the enemy golden leopard, and then looked again, only to see his robe and suit torn into pieces, his body and face, revealing many scars, and there was a river of blood flowing.

Look at it, it seems to be scratched by the sharp claws of some spirit beast.

Ye Chen immediately stood up, stretched out his right arm, and asked in surprise: "What's going on?" What happened! "

"My brother, the enemy beaver, tiger, is there"

Qiu Jinbao couldn't speak all the time, he could only turn around and point to the front to show that there was a situation.

He was seriously injured, although not fatal, but in urgent need of rest; he was exhausted, his chest churned violently, and his panting was terrible, because there was still fear inside, and it looked like this ordinary man seemed to have seen a ghost. Ye Chen looked in the direction of the enemy leopard's finger. Fifty meters away, it turned out that there was a bulge, a mound. Although it was not very big, the thing was not very big, but if the thing was long, it was also 50 to 60 meters, more than 20 meters high, and it was a gentle slope. Gradually rising to form a high platform.

On the platform, Qing The grass is lush, one or two meters high, and the trees are four to ten meters high. Although not too high, they still appear very high because of the high platform.

Ye Chen had to look up to see the scene above, and swept the left and right sides, but there was nothing, no weeds, no sparse trees, and nothing else.

Ye Chen violently robbed there, and was already more than ten meters away. At this time, he looked back at the golden leopard, meaning to ask, where is the health?

Just above the mound?

Qiu Jinbao's right arm, almost motionless, climbed to the highest point with great effort. Zhang Baihu stayed to take care of him. He lost his resistance and was alone. In such a place, he would die anytime, anywhere.

"It's there!"

Zhang Baihu's shouting, drums, like drums, sounded from all directions.

Ye Chen understood, he turned around, looked up at this high stage, and said in his heart: "What kind of soul would live on it, and would it be so fierce? "

Although Qiu Jinbao is only the power of the sand, it can't be underestimated after all. After all, it has many years of combat experience, but it is extremely rich.

Even if it is not the opponent's spirit beast, it is no problem to turn around and run away. Even if it is ambushed, it will be injured instantly, but not so serious.

Therefore, Qiu Jinbao's terrible situation must be caused by an extremely ferocious spirit and beast, which can't be underestimated.

Thinking of this, Ye Chen saw his arms trembling, his hands clenched into fists and buzzing, and the dark yellow power burst out, wrapping his arms, head, torso and legs as much as possible.

Golden light flashed in his hand, and the one-meter-long golden eagle sword also appeared. He grabbed the golden eagle sword tightly with his two big and powerful hands.