Chapter 32: The Power of Kirin

Style: Fantasy Author: The Night of Qi LongWords: 3600Update Time: 24/01/12 23:28:50
"Uh-huh-huh..."

The voice gradually began to change, and fiery red light bloomed all over the body, constantly surrounding the eight-foot-long body, and two tentacles swayed in the air, like two long whips.

"Roar……"

The huge roar also completely demonstrated the majesty of the holy beast.

With a roar, not only the Cloud-Crossing Lion, but also many ferocious beasts closest to this area also felt the momentum from the superior, and each of them looked in this direction, thousands of miles away.

The holy beast, the divine dragon, has its head but not its tail. Although they don't know why there is such majesty from the soul, they can be sure that this is the absolute superior.

Even though they were thousands of miles apart, the urge to kneel down made these proud beasts very uncomfortable.

Because they are the kings here, and the entire Qishan Mountain belongs to them, but these ferocious beasts have not acted yet because there is a deep fear deep in their souls.

As the Cloud-Crossing Lion crawled, the center of the battle completely changed its appearance.

"how so?"

A Han family disciple murmured, unable to believe that it was clearly deep in Qishan Mountain, but how could such a thing as a holy beast exist?

But the scene in front of me was extremely real.

There was a slight hint of despair in Han Ye's eyes, because in this line of work, his purpose was just to kill a Howling Wolf King and obtain its inner elixir, but now, this had clearly exceeded his expectations.

You know, the old guys in the family have repeatedly emphasized that they cannot let anything happen to these people, but now...

Han Ye's heart was already afraid.

Roar……

As the roar came again, the little Qilin no longer had the naughtiness and pettiness of the past, but only looked down upon the world with contempt.

This is Qilin. Although it is an auspicious beast, it does not hide its super aura.

The flames flew, not burning the surroundings, but lingering around the whole body. His fist-sized eyes did not even look at the Cloud-piercing Lion, and his proud head never lowered.

boom!

boom……

The flames jumped, and with its limbs jumping, it arrived in front of the Cloud-Crossing Lion in the blink of an eye.

Yang Ning was dumbfounded, what happened to this guy? Could this be said to be a grudge?

Sure enough, Yang Ning immediately witnessed his guess.

The huge hooves rose high and then fell.

The surrounding air immediately burned, and the flaming cloud-like flames could not be stopped.

But at this moment, the Cloud-Crossing Lion had no room for resistance. Even if he wanted to resist, it was impossible.

This is how the strong look down on the weak, and even more so, ignore the weak.

Roar……

The Cloud-Crossing Lion roared in a low voice, seeming to be begging for mercy cheaply, but Qilin showed no mercy, not only because Qilin's heart became murderous, but also because the Cloud-Crossing Lion collided with him.

That's enough.

boom……

Rumble…

Within a hundred miles, the ground shook a few times with the landing of this kick.

Yang Ning couldn't imagine that this little Qilin was so powerful. Is he really still a little Qilin with only the peak of the sixth level?

As soon as he stepped down, the voice of the Cloud-Crossing Lion was directly annihilated, and the terrifying flames immediately burned the Cloud-Crossing Lion.

This is Qilin, this is the majesty of being a holy beast.

A sixth-level ferocious beast was left to be tortured and killed without any resistance.

Qilin's feet slowly lifted up as if aware of the Cloud-Crossing Lion's death.

At this moment's feet, a huge pit was burning quietly among the dead leaves.

Bang...

A round bead fell to the ground, dancing and rolling in the flames...

"Inner Alchemy..."

Yes, it is the inner elixir of Cloud-Crossing Lion.

But Han Ye didn't move, and the others didn't dare to move.

This is a real holy beast in front of them, and up to this moment they have been sure that this is definitely Qilin.

"Brother Ye..." But they were not willing to accept that the inner elixir of a sixth-level ferocious beast was taken away by Qilin before their eyes.

"We..." Han Ye's voice was a little dry and hoarse. He was drinking the holy beast and grabbing things. Either he was impatient, or he couldn't think about it and wanted to die.

This is power, real power.

In fact, they, the children of the Han family, were even more confused. This was a sixth-order ferocious beast, and it was trampled to death by the holy beast Qilin.

"Bring it over." At this moment, Yang Ning shouted.

It was with these words that the children of the Han family realized that there was another person standing next to Ba Zhang's body, a person who had been ignored by them because the holy beast attracted their attention.

"Who is he?" Han Ye glanced at Yang Ning subconsciously, and immediately noticed Yang Ning's cultivation.

"Seventh level of Mountain Building Realm?"

"Brother Ye, he..."

However, before he could say anything specific, he saw that the Qilin in the middle, who had already crushed the Cloud-Crossing Lion to death, actually picked up the round inner elixir, and then they saw an incredible scene.

Although Baizhang was extremely tall, they discovered that the tall Qilin actually handed the inner elixir of the Cloud-Crossing Lion to this tiny human.

"What's happening here?"

"Brother Ye, you said this Qilin couldn't be..." As he said this, the man felt that what he said seemed a bit impossible. You must know that this is a holy beast, how could it listen to a human being.

"Uh-huh, uh-huh..." The huge body made a surprising sound.

Yang Ning did not speak, but simply stretched out his hand to collect the inner elixir of the Cloud-piercing Lion.

"You..." Han Ye couldn't believe it, but the facts in front of him were better than any words, because it couldn't be more obvious.

But how is this possible?

Not only Han Ye, but also other Han family children's minds also had a short-circuit, because this was simply impossible, unless this Qilin was a fool, but how could there be a fool's Qilin in the world.

"Change back quickly." Yang Ning saw that Qilin actually directly killed the Cloud-Crossing Lion. He was really afraid that this guy would directly kill all the Han family children.

Although Qilin listened to Yang Ning's words, Yang Ning could not guarantee it, because this guy had already left the category of an auspicious beast. Although it had not completely turned into a murderous beast, Yang Ning did not dare to be careless at all.

"Uh-huh..." Qilin seemed a little dissatisfied because he still wanted to play.

But seeing Yang Ning's strong eyes, I felt somewhat guilty. After all, I had eaten a lot of Yang Ning's energy-rich stones.

Even if Qilin is a holy beast, he still understands this truth.

What's more, he also needs Yang Ning's many, many energy-filled stones, so he can't offend him.

"Uh-huh-huh..."

Full of reluctance, Qilin's tall body gradually became smaller, and the eyes of the Han family children around him were filled with disbelief.

Because in less than three breaths, the eight-foot body turned into a figure of only one foot.

"this……"

"this……"

"This is..." Not only Han Ye, but also the other seven Han family members were stunned. The scene in front of them was really horrifying.

When did ferocious beasts become able to change size at will?

However, they found that they could not move at all under their feet.

Although it was only a figure of one foot, the scene just now was really terrifying.

The sixth-level ferocious beast was trampled to death by this little guy in front of him.

"Hello..." Yang Ning said hello. Originally, according to his plan, he just followed silently and left this deep mountain area, but he didn't expect that the lion's roar of the Chuan Yun Lion actually made the little Qilin go crazy and killed Chuan Yun. lion.

Although Yang Ning didn't want to expose himself, Yang Ning thought that the inner elixir of a sixth-level ferocious beast could not be given to others for free. Maybe Xiao Qilin didn't like this kind of thing, but Yang Ning couldn't ignore it. This is a fortune.

Therefore, Yang Ning stood up, but also exposed himself accordingly.

"Who are you?" Han Ye asked, forcing himself to suppress his inner curiosity.

"Yang Ning." Yang Ning told her name directly without hiding it.

"Yang Ning?"

"Why haven't you heard of it?" Although the Han family is a second-rate family, they still know some of the influential figures in Liangzhou, but this name feels so unfamiliar.

"Yang Ning..." Suddenly, Han Rui's eyes lit up because he remembered a name. If it could coincide with the person in front of him, then this person must be that person.

"Are you from the Sixteen Kingdoms of Surabaya?" Han Rui asked directly.

Yang Ning searched for the voice and immediately found Han Rui.

"Not bad." Yang Ning admitted directly.

"Brother Ye, I think I already know who he is." Han Rui looked at Yang Ning and continued: "He is the Yang Ning who was named the Sword King by the King's Palace."

"Sword King, Yang Ning?" Han Ye didn't believe it. If he can really be called the Sword King, then this person's talent is definitely better than his own. But now, the Yang Ning in front of him only has the seventh level of Mountain Building Realm. At the beginning, this was beyond belief for him.

"Indeed, I am the sword king Yang Ning." Yang Ning did not deny it.

"you……"

The big ring sword subconsciously clenched. The swords do not meet, but when they meet they are fighting. This is Han Ye's desire to fight from the bottom of his heart.

But even though he tightened his grip, he still didn't take action because he was not sure whether Yang Ning's words were true or false.

What's more, the eight-foot-long holy beast is on his shoulder. If he takes action rashly and is eaten alive by the holy beast, it will be a tragedy.

"Nice to meet you." Yang Ning was very polite. After all, Yang Ning's plan was to make friends with these people.

"Sword King, I have long admired your name." Although Han Ye was not sure whether the other party was the Sword King, but since the other party had admitted it, then the other party was the Sword King.

"The Great Ring Sword King is well-deserved." Although Yang Ning cannot be said to have read countless people, he can be regarded as a genius for being able to calm down so quickly.

"It's just a false name." Although Han Ye didn't understand why Yang Ning was following them, one thing was certain, it was not evil, not to mention there was a holy beast beside him.

"If the Sword King is just a false name, then I, the Sword King, can only be unpopular..." Yang Ning smiled modestly.

"Brother Ye." Han Rui walked up to Han Ye in a low voice, wanting to warn him carefully, but was quickly stopped by Han Ye's eyes, because he knew that speaking at such a close distance, no matter how quietly, the other party would only think... Listen, there are absolutely no exceptions.

"Can you take my sword?" The large ring knife in Han Ye's hand jingled, and the nine large rings flashed with black light. Han Ye's strength should not be underestimated, otherwise he would not be crowned king by the Prince Hall.

Although this Great Ring Sword King is not as loud as the Sword King, he is still the Sword King after all.

"Brother Han, please show me your skills." Yang Ning was not polite. If he didn't show his skills at this time, then he would not be respected in the eyes of the Han brothers.

Even Yang Ning could judge this scheming without thinking, so he readily agreed.

"Okay!" Haoqi Qianyun's body unfolded directly with a bow, and the sword's intention suddenly started to sweep around the surroundings with the flash of black light.

"Good knife." Yang Ning had to admit the strength of this knife.

"Heavily splitting the mountain, cutting off the water flow." The sword light suddenly appeared, like a mountain, giving people a feeling of power that was really heavier than the mountain.

Yang Ning smiled slightly. The sword was still in his hand, but momentum had begun to gather in his body. Yang Ning believed that his sword-drawing skills would never be inferior to his sword.