"Faced with a strange beast, the people from the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect actually fled?"

A sword cultivator at Sori Ri Ridge spoke quietly, looking at the galloping Wan Beast Sect, and a burst of absurdity rose in his heart.

At least the Wanbeast Sect has several blessed places in the cave, and there are many strange beasts planted. It is a large sect. All the cultivators in their sects have grown up with blood bathed in beasts, strong body and strong blood energy, and they have the ability to drive beasts and strange beasts. As a result, they now see a strange beast turn around and run away?

There is no professional quality at all! The young sword cultivator even felt that he seemed to see a group of professional pig killers scared away by pigs...

"Their choice is not wrong, it's very wise." The sword cultivator in the lead shook his head slowly, frowned and looked at the strange beast of cow in front of him. He drew a cold sword light in front of him to block the invasion of some aura, and said:

"Fei Beast is one of the ancient evil beasts. Although its power does not seem very strong, some abilities are too terrifying for living creatures - summoning poisonous creatures from all over the world, eroding and corruption of the creatures they come into contact with, and driving...Fei Beast's ability is extremely restraining the beast-control method of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect."

The beast in front of me was pitch black all over, only the head of the beast was pale and black mist was spreading around the body. The blackness was very deep and rich, as if it was wrapped in thick smoke.

The beast did not do anything now, and there were waves of indescribable breath flowing. The ground under its feet turned black and became sticky like ink, and it kept collapsing, gradually turning into a large swamp of mud. Everything in the swamp was dim, and whether it was the dead branches of plants and trees or some huge rocks, they were swallowed by the surging darkness and disappeared into nothing.

There were black smoke and dust from all sides covering the world, preventing the entry of poisonous insects from outside. But the beast was an ancient evil beast after all, and now it was suppressed so easily, which was inconsistent with the rumors and was ashamed of the name of "evil beast".

"This is not a complete beast, it's just a body, and there is no soul of the beast..."

A sound came from the ancient chariot, solemn and deep, as if he was thinking about something, but he had no idea.

"With Venerable Molong's cultivation and his terrifying skills in refining weapons, how did this beast escape from the demon lock tower in front of him, and where is the soul..."

When two huge sects surrounded and killed the bodies of the beast, the inside of the demon lock tower.

Lao Ao and other sea beasts joined forces with Kang Zhou and Miao Ze to fight against the three vegetation demon cultivators led by Song Li, and the battle was very tragic.

The hall on this floor was dilapidated, with tables and chairs turning into chisels, several hall pillars were broken, and the beast patterns were wiped out by the aftermath of the battle. Both sides were injured, but one side such as Jian Hong and Nie Zheng were even more injured, among which Song Li was the most injured.

His hair was scattered and shining, and he no longer showed a withered look. There were several deep wounds all over his body, and blood was flowing like purple and black. Even his face was no longer like a boy, but turned into an old look, like the old tree with a human face that Leng Ran had seen, with cracked skin.

"There are poisonous in your divine elixir spirit fruits!" Song Li looked at Leng Ran viciously, wishing to beat and smash it down with a huge branch. Compared with the attacks of Lao Ao and other cultivators, his injuries came from more inside, because he was weak and unable to activate the Three Tribulation Dragon Pattern Stick with all his strength.

"Ah, do you know? Some things are beneficial to the human body, but they cannot be eaten together. And you may not believe it. Now your Yintang is black." Leng Ran said slowly, calmly, and even patted the "Missy Three" on the shoulder and signaled him to make a chair to sit.

"Your courage is a bit unique..." The little son frowned and did not refuse Leng Ran's suggestion. He pointed casually and a black light shot out. When he landed on the ground, he suddenly stretched out and formed a wooden chair, supporting Leng Ran.

"So you are also a big demon in the grass and trees!" Kang Zhou frowned and looked straight at the little three, covering his right arm with one hand. There was a huge trauma, bloody.

The little son glanced at Kang Zhou and others gently, turned around disdainfully, flicked his fingers gently, and shot a black light at Songli: "Don't be stingy with the origin. After this matter is done, you and I will have great luck."

"Should this be the case." Song Li nodded, took the black light and swallowed it into his abdomen. Then, a rich mist burst out of his body, a deep breath filled his body, and the wound was healing at an extremely fast speed, and his appearance changed into a teenager again.

"What kind of cultivation do you have with such a surging vitality..." Lao Ao spoke in a low voice, his voice quite tired. His injury recurred after a long battle, which made him almost extremely weak. He took the will to see what he insisted.

"I don't know, I haven't taken action for a long time." The little three-son smiled, suddenly jumped and entered the tower hall below: "I'll go find the soul of that beast. Those cultivators don't have to stay, just clear them."

"Ah." Song Li responded, smiled strangely at Leng Ran, and shot out again with Jian Hong and Nie Zheng.

The field was suddenly filled with endless shadows of whips, and the iron-stem-like branches raged up, colliding with Kang Zhou and others. Blood splattered everywhere, the divine beauty shone brightly, and bloody smelled in the field.

Leng Ran was firmly trapped on the wooden chair, and the branches on the chair extended out, binding him.

"Although I have no cultivation, no one looks at me, and I look down on others too much."

Leng Ran looked at the bound hands, feet and limbs, and suddenly grinned and showed a mouthful of good teeth. If the teeth are good, the appetite will be good... good teeth!
Chapter completed!