"Meow!"
A strange voice sounded.
Not far from Ye Qing, there was a cat.
Still a little cat.
The appearance looks very cute.
Zhou Fenfang also sensed the presence of the little cat.
A ray of light suddenly bloomed in her beautiful eyes.
"Where did the little cat come from? It's so cute!"
Before the little cat could rush over, Zhou Fenfang took the initiative and rushed over.
Want to catch the little cat.
In Zhou Fenfang's opinion, the little cat is certainly not in any danger.
However, Zhou Fenfang obviously thought too much.
The little tabby cat that suddenly rushed over exuded an astonishing aura.
Rampage.
The little cat's eyes were fixed on the desert holy spring on Ye Qing's body.
With extreme greed.
"Boom!"
Zhou Fenfang's delicate body was quickly knocked out by the little cat.
With Zhou Fenfang's cultivation level in the realm of Holy Master, he was still unable to withstand the impact of the little tabby cat.
It's incredible.
Zhou Fenfang's expression changed instantly.
I was horrified.
I also want to catch the little cat.
However, the little cat has turned into a stream of light and rushed into the distance.
Soon, the little cat came to Ye Qing.
Waving a pair of small cat paws, he was very arrogant.
Then, the little cat sent out a spiritual thought and communicated with Ye Qing: "Human boy, hand over the desert holy spring in your body immediately, and I can consider sparing your life!"
The little cat's words made the corner of Ye Qing's mouth twitch violently.
Ye Qing really couldn't understand where the little cat got its courage.
Dare to make a mistake in front of Ye Qing?
During the fierce battle between Ye Qing and the Snow Dragon Saint, he actually sensed the presence of the little cat.
To be honest, the little cat's cultivation level is not weak anymore, and it has reached the second level of the Holy Lord, just like Zhou Fenfang.
However, Ye Qing is someone who can defeat even the Snow Dragon Saint, who is at the fourth level of the Saint.
The little cat is still coveting Ye Qing's desert holy spring, probably because he doesn't know how to write the word "death".
"Little cat, are you sure you want me to hand over the desert holy spring?"
Ye Qing said calmly.
"Isn't that nonsense? Come on, don't be so whiny!"
The little cat once again sent out his spiritual thoughts, but his attitude was still very arrogant.
Those in the Snow Dragon Mountain Bandit Group were even more surprised.
In their view, Ye Qing was a ruthless character, a real fierce man.
However, the little cat suddenly appeared and dared to openly provoke Ye Qing.
There is probably something extraordinary about the little cat.
"Is this... a ghost civet cat?"
Saint Snow Dragon's expression changed.
As the leader of the Snow Dragon Mountain Bandit Group, Saint Snow Dragon is still somewhat discerning.
After recognizing it, the little cat in front of me is probably the legendary ancient relic, the Nether Civet!
According to legend, the Nether Civet Cat was very powerful in the ancient times, and its combat power was only slightly inferior to that of the Ten Fierce Ancients.
There are very few bloodline descendants of the Nether Civet.
Nether civet cats, an ancient relic species, are rare in the world of saints.
Even in the wild world where monsters are rampant, they are relatively rare to see.
The strength of the Nether Civet Cat is among the top among many ancient relic species.
It can even compete with the Dragon Clan.
In ancient legends, there was once a ghost civet that tore apart the dragon's body with its bare hands.
It feeds on the flesh and blood of dragons and is unmatched in strength.
"Good guy, it turns out to be a ghost civet!"
Not far away, Zhou Fenfang, who was knocked out, was still full of anger.
After learning the true identity of the little cat, Zhou Fenfang was moved.
A pair of big eyes, full of desire.
I really want to catch the ghost civet and keep it as a pet!
Girls always like to keep pets.
I especially like those cute looking pets.
The ghost civet is one of them.
His name is Nether Civet, but he looks like a tabby cat.
Colorful on the body.
Ambilight.
Looks cool.
It's perfect as a girl's pet.
Zhou Fenfang has violated the heart of a girl.
But, having said that, Zhou Fenfang is not very old.
She is a girl herself.
I like cute ghost civets, there's nothing wrong with them.
"Good brother, can you help me?"
Soon, Zhou Fenfang's eyes fell on Ye Qing.
"cannot!"
Ye Qing refused without thinking.
Before Zhou Fenfang could say anything, Ye Qing knew what kind of help she wanted to ask Ye Qing for.
It's nothing more than catching the ghost civet.
Ye Qing knew the characteristics of the Nether Civet.
Not only is it powerful, it's also very slippery.
It's not easy to catch him.
"Good brother, let's do this. I don't have to give up a quarter of my desert holy spring, but please help me catch the ghost civet!" Zhou Fenfang pleaded.
The big eyes were flashing, with a layer of mist.
"No."
Ye Qing's answer was simple and crude.
Zhou Fenfang was helpless.
"Human, if you don't hand over the desert holy spring, I will have no choice but to take action!"
The Nether Civet Cat was so arrogant that in an instant, it turned into a five-color stream of light and charged towards him.
He waved a small cat paw and slapped Ye Qing on the head.
Despite its small size, the Nether Civet Cat is just like a normal pet cat.
However, the Nether Civet Cat's offensive was very sharp.
The ordinary realm of saints may not be able to block it.
Not far away, Saint Snow Dragon frowned.
He felt that the Nether Civet Cat's strength was probably still above his!
In a real battle with the same realm, human warriors are often no match for ancient relics.
Moreover, the Nether Civet Cat is also an ancient relic with a particularly powerful bloodline.
"Watch your cat's paws!"
With a thought in his mind, Ye Qing took out a Shura Blood Sword and killed him.
A bloody sword light came from the sky.
next moment.
The Nether Civet cat retreated violently.
"Meow?"
The claws of the ghost civet were injured and blood was flowing out.
The Nether Civet Cat's big eyes were full of doubts.
He didn't understand.
With his powerful physical body, he was actually injured in just one move with Ye Qing.
The arrogant ghost civet couldn't accept it in his heart.
"Little cat, you'd better surrender and come into my sister's arms obediently. My sister loves you!"
Zhou Fenfang said with a smile.
The Nether Civet took a serious look at Zhou Fenfang, especially her plump chest.
Then, a meow was heard.
A cheerful smile appeared on the big cat's face.
This meow is a happy meow.
The ghost civet cat was indeed moved.
He felt that Zhou Fenfang's mind seemed wonderful!
However, the ghost civet quickly shook his head and put away those strange thoughts.
The Nether Civet Cat believes that he has more important things to do now!
That is to defeat Ye Qing and seize Ye Qing's Desert Holy Spring!
"Meow!"
The ghost civet cat became angry. Like a five-color divine light, it flew across the sky and waved its claws again.
The Nether Civet doesn't seem to have any powerful bloodline talents, it just attacks mediocrely.
But, the next moment, the figures of the Nether Civet suddenly turned into three.
Three little tabby cats attacked from three directions!
The offensive is extremely sharp!
Moreover, Ye Qing felt that the three little tabby cats that had been differentiated were almost as powerful as the original one.
This is no ordinary clone technique!
It must be the little cat's bloodline talent.
