A huge tiger-headed shadow appeared in the sky. It opened its mouth wide, as if it had the potential to swallow the sky. A long roar made the whole body of the ferocious beast on Tianyu Mountain tremble. All the disciples of the Herculean Divine Sect were shocked by the roar of the tiger and turned pale.
Is this kind of creature really humanly possible to fight against? This king of the deep forest who has reached the soul realm is really too powerful...
The disciples of the Beast Taming Sect were frightened back by Pei Feng's move, but at this moment, the tiger's roar from their own side brought these disciples back to their senses. No matter how powerful that young man is, he is still a monk in the early stage of the Golden Elixir. The boss Hu Qi, the second brother Hu Li, and the third brother Hu Kui are all golden elixir monks. In addition to Hu Li and Hu Kui's two golden elixir cultivation spiritual beasts, there are five golden elixir powerhouses. With such great strength, why should he be afraid of a little boy? These people now felt that they had gone too far, and they felt even more angry.
Hu Li shouted: "Young boy who doesn't know whether to live or die, I will personally cut off your dog's head! Kill me!" Hu Li gave the order, and the disciples of the Beast Taming Sect instantly burst out with their true strength and charged towards the Mighty God Sect. Kill here. For a moment, the magic weapon's magical power was dazzling, and the protective spirit beast roared and roared. The scene was so spectacular.
There are also three golden alchemists here in the Herculean Divine Sect. They are the first three direct disciples of Venerable Dali. The other four disciples all cultivated themselves into spirits. But these disciples are all extremely powerful. They have an absolute advantage against the monks from the Beast Taming Sect alone. But if the opponent adds a protective spirit beast, then the situation of the battle will be different with two against one. The two sides fought, and the sound was loud. Colorful lights flowed on the battlefield, and rocks splashed. The light of the sword and the shadow of the sword killed everyone in an instant.
The ferocious beasts were also red-eyed. Many powerful ferocious beasts jumped onto the high city walls, stepping on the corpses of their own kind. Countless birds also invaded the sect at this moment. Several of the junior disciples of the Herculean Divine Sect have died tragically under the attacks of ferocious beasts. But at the moment, everyone is too busy to take care of themselves. If it weren't for the help of the three young men from Qinggu Valley. Nearly half of the ferocious beasts were killed. At this moment, perhaps the Herculean Divine Sect has been destroyed. There are not many junior disciples left.
Qin Lan faced off against Hu Li, the second-in-command of the Beast Taming Sect. He has long been determined to kill people and seize treasures. So he rushed towards Qin Lan first. Qin Lan had two treasures to protect her body, and Hu Li couldn't take her down in a short time. But Qin Lan's spiritual power was being consumed a lot. After all, she is just a personal spiritual cultivator. Faced with the joint attack of two powerful golden elixirs, one man and one beast, she could only use her spiritual power to activate the magic weapon to temporarily resist.
Hu Li saw exactly this in Qin Lan and planned to consume her to death.
Pei Feng and Hu Qi were extremely jealous when their enemies met. The two of them fought in one place and the outcome was indistinguishable. The Canxue Sword condensed in Pei Feng's hand. What he was performing was a set of Canxue sword techniques. But this set of swordsmanship is not considered a real martial skill, but belongs to the category of magical powers. Therefore, it was extremely powerful. Although Hu Qi's cultivation level was higher than that of Pei Feng, he could not benefit from Can Xue's sword technique.
Pei Feng's Can Xue sword technique is only the one that consumes the least spiritual power among Can Xue's magical powers. So he can fight Hu Qi with ease. Naturally, he would not use his powerful magical powers on this person. Because he understands that the real strong man has not taken action yet.
The shadow of the big tiger in the sky gradually disappeared. The ferocious beasts at the top of the mountain suddenly became chaotic. Running around like crazy. Suddenly a biting cold wind blew. Then a big round head slowly rose up from the stone steps at the top of the mountain. Seeing this big head, the disciples of the Herculean Divine Sect smelled the breath of death instantly.
It was a tiger head the size of a millstone. Soon Dahu's whole body stepped onto the stone steps. It moves slowly. Countless ferocious beasts were crawling on both sides of a road. Not even daring to move.
There are white tiger stripes on the huge body of the big tiger. Every step it takes makes your heart beat violently. If an ordinary hunter in his prime encountered it, he would not even have the courage to look at it.
There is a man standing on the shoulder of the big white-striped tiger with his hands behind his back. He was wearing a black robe and looked majestic. At this moment, the runes hidden under his skin were flashing. It looks so weird.
At this moment, the monks on both sides who were fighting subconsciously retreated. The entire top of Tianyu Mountain fell into a strange state of stillness.
Venerable Dali on the city wall slowly said: "Old monster with vertical eyes! Long time no see."
The person on Big Tiger's shoulder is none other than the master of the Beast Taming Sect - Hu Wantong.
"Yes! The last time we met was twenty years ago. At that time, you and I had a good time over wine."
"But now you want to destroy my sect!"
Hu Wantong let out a long sigh and pretended to say: "Hey, I can't help it. We have to find a place for the children to settle down and live. As you know, the spiritual lake we are in has become a pool of stagnant water."
"So you want to occupy the magpie's nest?" Venerable Dali clenched his silver teeth and asked, "Do you think you can capture the mountain gate of my Divine Sect today?"
Hu Wantong said: "Even if you pay a certain price, it is worth it for my beast control sect to get such a spiritual energy-rich place."
Venerable Dali suddenly sneered and said: "Old monster with vertical eyes. But if it costs you the lives of all the people in the sect, would you still think it's worth it?"
"Then you must have that strength!"
Hu Wantong shouted loudly. The temperature on the top of the mountain suddenly became extremely cold. A huge tiger head shadow appeared again in the sky above the big white-striped tiger. Then a humanoid shadow appeared behind Hu Wantong's body.
"This is the strength of the soul refining stage!" Pei Feng whispered.
No one from the God clan has ever been able to enter this realm. So their understanding of this realm is not deep. But Pei Feng also understands that once a monk reaches this level, the competition is no longer about the amount of spiritual power, but the strength of the soul. He still doesn't know what soul power is. Just know that it is an existence beyond spiritual power. No matter it is the spirit transformation stage or the golden elixir stage, monks can never get rid of the shackles of the body on life. But when it comes to the soul refining period. The body is no longer the most important thing to a monk. Even if the physical body is destroyed, as long as the soul infant is immortal, the physical body can still be recreated. Only when monks reach the realm of soul refining can they be called the real strong men in this world.
Venerable Dali laughed wildly when he saw the "soul trace impression" released by Hu Wantong in the city. Then the power soul bead on the top of the iron tower suddenly burst out with astonishing light. The soul bead suddenly grew in size and soared into the sky. The powerful venerable is as motionless as a mountain, and as mobile as a stray rabbit. In an instant, an unprecedented momentum erupted from his body. He shot straight into the sky and became one with the bead. The beads were spinning rapidly around his waist. A shadow also appeared behind him. That is his soul trace impression!
A giant with eyes emitting golden light and fists clenched in both hands stands proudly between heaven and earth. The momentum of this giant was far greater than that of the tiger.
This scene. It shocked all the people and all the ferocious beasts on the top of the mountain.
Venerable Dali has a cultivation level in the middle stage of soul refining. Coupled with the blessing of the Soul Soul Bead, his power is comparable to the late stage of soul refining. Soul-stage experts compete with each other naturally for soul power, but under absolute power, even soul power has to give way by three points! At this moment, this giant in people's eyes is like a real demon!
The expressions of everyone in the Beast Taming Sect changed drastically. This was completely beyond their expectations. Unexpectedly, Venerable Dali's cultivation reached such a terrifying level.
The corners of Hu Wantong's mouth couldn't help but twitch. He was confident enough that he could work with the protective spirit beast to defeat the powerful Lord. But at this time, Venerable Dali's soul power cultivation was obviously much higher than his.
"Hu Wantong! I'll make sure you never come back!" A huge fist suddenly fell from the air.
Hu Wantong shouted loudly. "Fuck me!"
The giant white-striped tiger was already high in the sky with a pounce. Two people and one beast started fighting in the sky. Soul stage monks can already fly out of thin air, so their battlefield is in high school! Venerable Dali did not sacrifice any magic weapon. The battle between the giant tiger and Lord Dali is a competition of pure strength. But that is a power that humans can never imagine. Every punch with soul power has the potential to turn mountains and seas!
Venerable Dali's failed fist hit the ground. Countless houses and trees collapsed. The shadow of the fist fell on the mountain peak, and actually smashed the mountain into pieces. If the battlefield of the three soul-stage experts was on the ground. The consequences are simply unimaginable.
The Venerable Dali fought one against two, but he didn't lose at all. It was at this moment that the disciples of the Herculean Sect truly saw hope. The Herculean Sect is a sect that has been passed down for thousands of years. How profound is its heritage? The so-called one force can defeat ten! This is how they fight. Overall, the spirit beasts of the Beast Taming Sect have a numerical advantage. The monks of the Hercules Divine Sect have an advantage in strength. The scene of unilateral massacre expected by the Beast Taming Sect did not appear, but fell into a deadlock of death battle.
The disciples of the Herculean Divine Sect fell one after another. Many of the spirit beasts from the Beast Taming Sect also died. The top of Tianyu Mountain has turned into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
Hu Qi and Pei Feng fought for several rounds, but they still couldn't decide the outcome. Both sides are afraid and unwilling to fight with all their strength. At this moment, the two separated and faced each other with swords again.
Pei Feng looked around. The strong smell of blood made his brain lose consciousness for a moment. Suddenly a familiar picture appeared in his eyes. In that beautiful valley. His people fell into a pool of blood one after another like this before his eyes. That battle was countless times more tragic than the one in front of me. That was the bloody massacre of his people by the giant of cultivation in this world. Experienced such a baptism of blood. Nothing in front of him gave him the slightest feeling of fear. But at this moment, the fire in his heart gradually burned.
His heart began to lose its calmness. He had forgotten about the old ghost who had never shown his face. In front of me are these disciples of the Beast Taming Sect and their ferocious beasts. In his eyes, they turned into faces that he would never forget.
A layer of white mist suddenly appeared around him. That was the entity formed by his murderous intent. The mist gradually spread to the Canxue Sword in his hand.
A whirlwind blew and circled around his body. The whirlwind swept up the blood on the ground, and the blood stained Pei Feng's clothes. A few drops of animal blood were blown onto his face. Pei Feng wiped it gently with his hand.
But his action fell into Hu Qi's eyes. But it gave a golden elixir cultivator a chill in his heart. For a moment Hu Qi felt death coming. He subconsciously took a few steps back. Suddenly I felt a slight chill on my face. But flakes of snow fell on his face.
"Hoo ho!"
A strong wind blew. Snowflakes suddenly started flying on the top of Tianyu Mountain. The people who were fighting didn't know why.
"Why did it suddenly snow?"
Qin Lan had consumed more than half of his spiritual power and was fighting Hu Li to the death. But suddenly there was white drifting snow in front of me. She was shocked: "Pei Feng! Our real enemy hasn't appeared yet!"
At this moment, Pei Feng could no longer listen to a single word. Groups of white drifting snow had already enveloped his body.
Hu Qi screamed in surprise when he saw this scene. The sight before him reminded him of the most horrific things. For a moment, he lost all will to fight. All I can think about is escape!
Pei Feng's eyes turned blood red. The Hu Qi who fled away was no longer Hu Qi in his eyes. But an old man with a ferocious face.
Pei Feng said coldly: "Leihong! I will make you pay with blood!"
