Bibi Bird was actually injured?

Qian Bing frowned.

It seems that this jungle tiger will be more pissed than the soul beasts I met before.

After knowing that its sharp claws could cut the feathers of Bibibi's protective body, Qian Bing was unwilling to have a head-on physical contact with it.

Opening the mouth to compare Bibibi gives instructions:

"Bibi, rise into the air to make a violent storm on him."

An X-shaped airflow instantly generated under the flapping of Bibi's wings, attacking the jungle tiger with a howling sound.

This jungle tiger is not a stupid soul beast. When he saw the violent storm approaching, his powerful hind limbs kicked hard and dodged to the side.

Because it reacted in time, the wind blade more than one meter long did not even cut a single hair.

Seeing that he could avoid the attack so easily, the Jungle Hu who was in the air seemed to show a hint of complacency in his eyes, and he looked even more bloodthirsty and cruel as Qian Bing looked.

But everything was not over. Before the jungle tiger jumped, Qian Bing had already silently conveyed an instruction to the mini dragon in his heart.

The mini dragon saw that it was leaping to the highest point at this time, and the pink snake tail, which was like a giant python, quickly threw it out.

"Bang!"

The thick pink tail slapped the jungle tiger hard on its chest before it landed. Although it was not very harmful, it had an unparalleled impact.

The jungle tiger in the air had no time to react, and the entire tiger body was thrust backwards by the mini dragon, and just fitted into the violent storm that had not yet dissipated.

"Roar! Woo roar~"

Junlinhu suddenly screamed, and two bloody mouths were cut out after being injured on his back. One of his powerful hind legs was also cut out with a deep bone-visible wound.

With a miserable look, the Jungle Tiger turned over and fell to the ground, and her mouth roared repeatedly, as if it was because of the injury, so the fierce light in her eyes became even more intense.

However, the mini dragon would not be scared by its appearance of being forcibly pretending, and its body suddenly rose to the sky and stayed two or three meters above the ground.

The pink body surface was quickly covered with a layer of bright yellow light, and then the electrophotography turned into a lightning column and rose to the sky. Then a thunder that was more than white rice slashed directly at the jungle tiger from the sky.

This thunder skill is a skill that is originally a thunder elves, but some elves who meet the conditions can also be learned through the skill learning machine.

The ability of the mini dragon to inherit this powerful thunder skill means that at least one of its parents has learned it.

The hit rate of the thunder skill can reach 100% on rainy days, but it is usually only 70%, while on sunny days, it is only a pitiful 50% hit rate.

However, Junlinhu was not lucky. He didn't wait for the opportunity to MISS in the thunder skill, and was baptized by the thick current.

When the current completely dissipated, its body surface was charred, and large pieces of hair that were originally long and smooth were dyed into ashes, and those who were lucky enough to remain stood up one by one.

A pair of fierce tiger eyes rolled upwards and twitched wildly without self-control. It was obvious that they had temporarily lost their combat power.

However, with Jungle Tiger's soul power cultivation for more than two hundred years, it will naturally not be directly killed by a thunder skill.

He was only very terrible by the high voltage current, and it seemed that he was paralyzed by the additional effect of the thunder skill, which made him suffer such a miserable ending.

Qian Bing's eyes lit up, although he knew that the anesthesia effect attached to the thunder skill had a 30% trigger probability.

But this was a surprise to be hit by Lin Hu's unlucky one-time surprise, which could save him a lot of trouble.

He immediately turned his head and waved to Wang Sheng, saying:

"While the Jungle Tiger is now stunned by thunder and lightning, you should use your martial soul to possess it and go up and kill it!"

After hearing this, Wang Sheng summoned his martial soul without saying a word, and his limbs instantly raised their knotted muscles, bulging their legs with their sleeves and puffing up.

Sharp claws grow at the front of the five fingers, and two leaps are jumping in front of the jungle tiger.

When Qian Bing saw that Wang Sheng was about to take action, he immediately reminded him by his mouth:

"Concentrate all your soul power on your palms and use your claws to directly cut off his neck. You must do it with briskly."

Wang Sheng nodded and followed Qian Bing's guidance to mobilize all his soul power onto his right palm.

Soon, a misty soul power light lit up in his palm.

After preparing, Wang Sheng leaned over slightly and waved his right hand to the Junlin Tiger who was lying on the ground.

A few blood mixed with tiger hair splattered up and fell on Wang Sheng's chest.

Junlinhu, who suffered a fatal blow, quickly returned to clear light, and his tight mouth made several "whimpering" roars, and his whole body trembled violently.

His cruel personality made it swing out his tiger claws at Wang Sheng who was close to him, as if he wanted to take the final revenge on his enemy who killed him before the momentum.

But the tiger claws were only halfway up, and then they paused in the air and fell down dejectedly.

Wang Sheng subconsciously hid back. When he stood still, he saw countless faint light spots flying out of the jungle tiger's corpse, slowly condensed into a yellow soul ring.

It is a yellow century-old soul ring!

Even though Wang Sheng had long known from Qian Bin that this was a soul beast that had been around for 200 years, when he really saw a hundred-year-old soul ring appearing in front of him, he still couldn't help but feel happy.

At this time, Qian Bing's faint voice sounded again, interrupting his excitement.

"Don't be happy. The soul ring will not last long after it is formed. Use your soul power to pull it into your body."

Wang Sheng realized that it was not the time for him to be happy. He immediately followed the guidance of the former soldier to gather his remaining soul power on his right palm again.

Then he shook his move towards the soul ring in the air, and the century-old soul ring transformed by the jungle tiger flew towards him.

The moment he hit him, he rushed into him naturally like a fish entering the sea.

"You sit cross-legged and absorb the energy of the soul ring with peace of mind, and I will give you a guardian."

Wang Sheng nodded gratefully, and at the same time felt that the energy of the soul ring had begun to wash away his body and tendons, and immediately focused all his energy on absorbing the energy of the soul ring.

Seeing that he began to absorb the soul ring, Qian Bing knew that absorbing the soul ring for about two hundred years would not be too dangerous for level 10 soul savages, so he focused on guarding the surroundings.

Although they are now in the territory of the jungle tiger before, there are probably no age-old soul beasts around them.

But Qian Bing still cautiously let the Bibi Bird fly up and monitor the surrounding environment at all times, and then told the mini dragon to protect Wang Sheng, so he was distracted to take out a bottle of medicine from his bag and start spilling it around.

After carefully spreading all the nearby week with beast-driven powder, Qian Bing returned to Wang Sheng and sat down cross-legged, splitting most of his mind to activate Xuantian Technique to cultivate soul power.

Wang Sheng's physical fitness is obviously far inferior to Tang San, so he has been absorbing soul power for a much longer time.
Chapter completed!