There was no trace of ferocity or ferocity in the eyes of the Sky-Splitting Thunder Beast, only deep sorrow and resentment remained.
A majestic twelfth-level monster, a majestic descendant of the dragon clan, was bullied into this by a human monk who had transcended the Tribulation to Perfection. This was not only a shame for it, not only a shame for the entire clan, but also a shame for the dragon clan.
All self-esteem and pride were trampled ruthlessly. It roared with grief, anger and pain, trying to fight back desperately.
However, under Gu Qingxi's continuous offensive, he could only roll helplessly, and then roll again, without even a chance to fight.
It suddenly felt a little envious of the brother who blew himself up and died on the spot. Although his death was a bit miserable, at least he didn't have to suffer the humiliation.
And as for it, without the demon elixir, it has no chance of self-destruction.
"Woo..." Finally, the Sky-Splitting Thunder Beast let out a cry, and its spine was cut off by Gu Qingxi's sword.
The spiritual power surged, twisting its inner organs and heart veins into pieces.
The vitality quickly dissipated, and it lay weakly on the ground, looking up at Gu Qingxi, its eyes that gradually became hollow, filled with humiliation and unwillingness.
The cold wind howled by, making the already desolate boundless wasteland look even more desolate, as if even heaven and earth were lamenting the fall of a generation of powerful Mahayana warriors.
Yes, the strength of this sky-splitting thunder beast is comparable to Mahayana, and it is enough to be called a strong man in any era.
Looking at the lonely beast shadow and the slowly flowing bloody stream on the ground, Gu Qingxi couldn't help but feel a trace of regret in her heart.
This is a twelfth-level monster, and it is also a twelfth-level monster with dragon blood. It is no weaker than those sea beasts in the abyss of the wild sea.
Using its blood to refine the talisman can at least double its power.
It's a pity that she was a little weak and couldn't kill it all at once, resulting in the loss of most of the beast's blood. This was simply a waste of natural resources and was unforgivable!
So, the heartbroken Gu Qingxi quickly fell to the ground, took a few steps to the Sky-Splitting Thunder Beast, took out a lot of jade bottles, and pointed the mouth of the bottle at the wound on its body that was still bleeding.
While the animal's blood has not drained out and is still fresh, you must not waste it anymore.
Afraid that it would die too quickly and the beast's blood would solidify too quickly, she also injected spiritual power into its body to temporarily help it save its life while also promoting blood circulation.
"Uh..." The Sky-Splitting Thunder Beast seemed to be returning to its original glory, the fire in its eyes burning again.
Even if you want to receive the beast's blood, you can't wait until I'm completely dead before you come back? If you have to do it right under my nose, you really only have a little time left, are you really that impatient?
After all, I am also a descendant of the dragon clan. Why don't you give me some face and give me the last bit of respect before I die?
Under the influence of Gu Qingxi's spiritual power, the beast's blood spurted out like a spring, flowing faster and faster.
With endless resentment, the fire in the Sky-Splitting Thunder Beast's eyes extinguished and he finally breathed his last breath.
Until this moment, it still had its eyes wide open and refused to close its eyes.
After receiving hundreds of bottles of beast blood, Gu Qingxi stopped when she saw that the blood in the Sky-Splitting Thunder Beast had almost dried up and the remaining bit had condensed.
Although a lot was wasted in the front, the final harvest still made her very satisfied.
"I didn't expect that your Qi and blood are so strong and pure, that you are actually stronger than some real dragons. With such extraordinary talent, it's no wonder that you can cultivate to such a high level." Gu Qingxi patted the Sky-Splitting Thunder Beast, which was already alive. The cut-off head exclaimed with relief and emotion.
After sighing, Gu Qingxi circled around the Sky-Splitting Thunder Beast a few more times, trying to see if there was anything else he could use.
It's a pity that this unlucky monster king first exploded the demon elixir on his own, and then was repeatedly ravaged by her. Not even a few intact scales were left, so he really couldn't find any use value.
Qin Cangyuan saw this scene in his eyes and broke into a cold sweat.
Every time he felt that Gu Qingxi was cruel, Gu Qingxi would always show a more cruel side.
This sky-splitting thunder beast was about to die. In order to get blood, Gu Qingxi revived it and then bled it to death.
Is there anything more ruthless than this?
Qin Cangyuan was once again glad that he followed the right person. He is Gu Qingxi's follower. Gu Qingxi will not be cruel to anyone who is cruel to him.
Then, Gu Qingxi stepped on the flying sword and chased in the direction where the other Sky-Splitting Thunder Beast escaped.
Less than a hundred miles away, she saw a phoenix divine fire containing the fire of Nirvana falling from the sky. On the ground, a black demonic flame also erupted like a volcano.
A sky-shattering thunder beast that was already charred was shrouded in two flames at the same time, but it didn't even have the strength to escape. It screamed loudly, and in a moment it was completely destroyed, disappearing in front of the eyes.
The moment before it died, it saw Gu Qingxi, and its eyes showed deep resentment and unwillingness.
If it weren't for her, they would have broken through Moyun City by now and feasted on human flesh and blood.
If it weren't for her, it and its two brothers would definitely be able to break through the bloodline restrictions and become peak experts who transcended the limitations of grades. They might even break the void one day and become immortal beasts.
If it weren't for her, how could it have ended up in such a tragic end, being burned alive to ashes.
It has no idea how lucky it is.
If it hadn't been burned to ashes on the spot, it would have been waiting to have its blood drawn to death like its elder brother.
That is the real sadness, the real shame, the real frustration.
"Daddy (Master)!" Upon seeing Gu Qingxi, Zaizai and Chi Yan happily rushed towards him.
"Good job." Seeing that the two little guys were safe and sound, Gu Qingxi felt relieved.
In order to avoid provoking a fight, I didn't pay too much attention this time. I took them back to the spiritual pet bag and turned around to return to Moyun City.
The battle in Moyun City was also over at this time.
There were only about 200 Sky-Splitting Thunder Beasts left that had been lucky enough to save their lives before. Under Gu Qingxi's killing array, all of them were seriously injured. The bloody Lord of Luo City and others?
Even the twenty or so eleventh-level monsters with the strongest strength could only escape a few miles before being killed by the swords of the ancient city lord, Xiao Fangqing and others who were chasing after them, not to mention the others.
Before most of the Sky-Splitting Thunder Beasts could rush out of the city gate, they were blocked by Su Lingshuang's spiritual talisman, the Five-Fire Qingyuan Cauldron, and the spiritual pet Purple Eyes. They were then cut into pieces by monks who rushed at them from all directions with their swords. Not even one of them slipped through the net. There are no fish.
Seeing Gu Qingxi return with his sword, the Lord of Moyun City was the first to kneel down on one knee, with tears in his eyes, and shouted with gratitude: "The Lord of Moyun City, Gu Hongyao, on behalf of the hundred thousand people of Moyun City, thank you very much. Thank you, fellow Taoist, for saving your life!"
The old and excited voice instantly spread throughout Moyun City, and everyone was shocked by it.
"My lord, Lu Yunfeng, would like to thank Senior Gu for saving his life."
"My Majesty, Jiang Yiming, thank you, Senior Gu, for your life-saving grace."
"Your Excellency..." Behind the ancient city lord, nearly a thousand monks covered in blood knelt down and shouted in unison.
"Thank you, Senior Gu, for saving your life!" On the long street, tens of thousands of people knelt down, and their shouts shook the sky.
After the war ended, they finally learned from the ancient city owner and others who saved Moyun City.
Looking up, everyone had tears streaming down their face.
That grateful and respectful gaze seemed to be looking at the legendary god!
