At the same time, in the evening, another hunt was also nearing the end of a place more than 40 miles away from Zhang Xin and others.

"Put the spiritual chain!"

"Be careful to tie its wings! Don't get rid of it."

"For the first few, pay attention to Fengshu! This beast is afraid he will fight to the death!"

At this time, if you look down from a high altitude, you can see a huge black-winged roc, which is two-man tall, is surrounded by more than a hundred people. Its wings were wrapped by dozens of chains condensed by spiritual light, making it trapped in place and unable to move. The ferocious sharp beak flashed with cold light, but it could not hurt the people around it, nor could it touch the spiritual chains at its wings. You could only struggle desperately, and attack the rows of wind-spiking blades in all directions, causing the people around to dodge in a mess.

But there were also several of them who were not afraid at all and insisted on staying still, relying on various spiritual techniques and magic weapons to fight.

As time goes by, the black-winged roc's injuries continued to increase, and the ground was also bleeding. However, the people around him gradually became tired and gradually showed signs of fatigue.

At this moment, a figure in the green robe suddenly stood in front of the black-winged big roll. In the blink of an eye, everyone around saw a blue light flashing through the neck of the big roll. Then blood flew, and the black-winged big roll's head broke to the neck, showing a very smooth incision.

Seeing this scene, there was a sound of cheers and excitement around the corpse.

"It's really worthy of being Mr. Jing! This black-winged big roc obviously has a strange treasure, right? He is not an enemy of one unit!"

"Is this the secret sword-control technique of the Gong family? It's so amazing!"

"Yes, we worked hard for a long time and could not match the power of Young Master Jing's last sword."

"We are really here right here for Mr. Jing's hunting group."

"It's finally done. I wonder how many times I can get this time?"

In the crowd, Huangfu Cheng was complaining that Gong Jing's sword-controlling technique was indeed extremely powerful. But if it weren't for the Black-winged Great Phang who had been exhausted by them, how could this Young Master Jing be so easy to succeed?

However, he was still very happy to be able to gain something today.

Especially the black-winged big roc in front of me is obviously different from other similar ones. The wind stinging wind blade and so on are completely useless like spiritual energy. The overall strength has surpassed many second-level spirit beasts, and its value is far beyond ordinary spirit beasts.

But then Huangfu Cheng couldn't help but think of yesterday. To talk about value, the three-headed horned anaconda that Zhang Xin had hunted yesterday was not inferior to the harvest of more than 100 people today.

This made him doubt whether it was wise to join Mr. Jing’s decision? The rules here are very strict. The problem is that every day, he can only harvest a little bit of spiritual beast meat. In addition, he is also far away from Ling'er, which is likely to allow Zhang Xin to take the opportunity to enter.

There is also Zhang Xin. What level has he reached for his cultivation level? What method did he use? How could he hunt a ferocious beast like Horned Forest?

During the time I left, what happened to Xiaoshiju? I should have stayed with shame yesterday. Although it was embarrassing, I could find out some of the situation.

"Huangfu Cheng!"

A cold shout rang in Huangfu Cheng's ears. This made him shudder. When Huangfu Cheng came back to his senses, he saw a cold-looking boy standing in front of him with anger.

"It's Lord Yi!"

Huangfu Cheng hurriedly bowed his head and bowed. The person in front of him, named Gong Yi, was one of the most powerful arms under Prince Jing's command.

But before he finished speaking, Gong Yi slapped his face directly on the face, making a crisp "pop".

This made Huangfu Cheng stunned and felt a burning pain on his face. But what made him even more uncomfortable was the ridiculous sight of the people around him.

"What are you thinking today? You are distracted three times and made four mistakes! If you don't want to stay in the hunting group, just tell me directly!"

Huangfu Cheng clenched his teeth, but he did not dare to resist, so he could only lower his head.

"You're not convinced?"

Gong Yi's voice gradually became low, with a bit of danger. Fortunately, at this moment, another feminine voice sounded next to him: "Forget it! This person is talented and was quite diligent before. I guess he must have intended this on purpose today. I might as well give him another chance, so I won't be the case."

Huangfu Cheng didn't have to look up, so he knew that this was Gong Pei, the other arm of Mr. Jing, and that was the strange boy who was summoned by the hunting group that day. This made him feel secretly grateful.

"By the way, I heard that Gong Yi, you have found a suitable spiritual residence. I don't know where it is?"

"I found it, but it will take some effort to get it."

After hearing this, Gong Yi turned his attention away from Huangfu Cheng: "It is Xiaoshiju in Tianzhu Village, the third-level spiritual residence with the main wind and second gold, which is just right. However, there are a lot of people who have seen there in the past two days, and what I took out may not be chosen by the owner of the spiritual residence."

Huangfu Cheng was shocked when he heard this. He thought that Gong Yi was interested in Zhang Xin's Xiao Shiju? He subconsciously thought of giving advice. Zhang Xin, who was able to hunt the horned anaconda with the power of Zhou Xiaoxue and Ling'er, was unpredictable. He was definitely not as weak as the rumors outside.

But then he thought of the slap Gong Yi just now, so he swallowed the words to his mouth back into his stomach.

I thought to myself, why bother to persuade me? It would be better to let this guy suffer. And this Gong Yi may not lose.

During this hunting group for three days, he knew very well how terrifying this person's strength was. Zhang Xin, who had the second battle realm, could win the leader in the martial arts test in Tianzhu Mountain.

But the person in front of him not only mastered the intention and advanced together, but also opened his spiritual acupoints and became a first-level spiritual master.

"Is Xiaoshiju? The owner of this Lingju is Zhang Xin who was denounced as a waste by the master that day?"

Gong Pei rubbed his chin with his hand and fell into deep thought: "I have heard recently that the master of Xiaoshiju is the weakest among all the martial arts leaders. So Gong Yi, you should be careful! The speed of this news is not normal, and it is mostly someone who intentionally does it. If someone deliberately wants to harm this letter, it would be nothing, but if the situation is reversed, it would be very bad."

"When I challenged, I will do my best. I ask myself that in this Qianye Gorge, except for the geniuses of the times, I will never lose to anyone."

Gong Yi smiled coldly, but then he said helplessly: "That's true, but there are too many people participating in the competition this time, and I may not be selected by that letter."

"Then take this thing!"

When everyone present heard this, they all looked at the sound. Young Master Jing, holding a majestic green feather in front of him, was walking in the direction of them.

"With this thing, who can still compare prices with you?"

Seeing this, Huangfu Cheng's pupils suddenly shrank. He recognized that this was a second-level rare treasure, "Qingfeng Peel", and most of them had just been taken out of the black-winged big roll.

No wonder this flat-haired beast was able to shoot out so many wind stingers in just a short time.

"Isn't this good?"

Gong Yi also looked hesitant: "This thing is so precious! And no matter the value, the invigilator will provide the letter with a list of three. If I do, I will definitely choose the one with the weakest strength."
Chapter completed!