"How could a spirit, a spirit beast, appear here?"
As we all know, Rentu Village is the realm of humans. Logically speaking, it is impossible for monsters to appear. At this time, there is a howling moon wolf on the ground killing everyone.
Above the sky, the nightmare demon horse was powerful in all directions, and the pressure of the spiritual beasts spread out.
The weak monks on the ground were trembling and their faces were red, as if they were under endless pressure.
The people in the Nine Streets were slaughtered in the air, feeling the wildness of the spiritual beasts, and their faces became gloomy.
The only explanation for the appearance of the monster is that Yang Feng subdued this spirit-level monster, and the nightmare horse stepped out of the Qiankun Bag.
The whole body exuded a faint green light, and the eyes looking at the nine people were full of murderous intent.
"No wonder it's so rampant. It turns out that a spiritual beast has been conquered."
The evil god showed disdain on his face. Although there were legends about spiritual beasts circulating in the outside world, he had never encountered them before.
He has always been arrogant in his viciousness, even if he faces a real dragon, his expression will remain unchanged, let alone a spiritual beast?
The nightmare demon horse neighed, and before Yang Feng could give the order, he stepped forward and rushed out.
The purple scales on his body seemed to be covered with a layer of flames, and the horns on his head condensed green light balls and threw them towards the evil god.
The evil god instinctively opened the shield to resist, but the moment it came into contact with the dark green ball of light, it was easily broken open.
The ball of light turned into a green flame, burning on the evil god.
A heartbreaking howl came from the mouth of the evil god.
This green flame seemed to burn through his bones and burn his body to ashes.
The evil god instinctively fell to the ground and rolled back and forth, wailing continuously, while the flames on his body became more intense.
"Second child, fourth child, help people quickly."
The man in the lead had a haircut, and Yang Feng recognized him at a glance. He was Feng Yuxiu from Xiu Demon Street.
The others moved in response, and just as they were about to take action, they saw the flames on the evil god's body making a loud "boom" sound.
There were only a few ashes left on the ground, and a living person was burned to ashes in just a short time.
Seeing the tragic death of his brother, Feng Yuxiu, the boss, was filled with rage, and looked at Yang Feng with eyes that were about to spit out fire.
"This, this is gone?"
In just one encounter, the people in the Nine Streets were massacred, and the vicious god in the Evil Street was turned into ashes. This also made the monks fear the spiritual beasts.
The two girls Long Xue and Xi Shi who were fighting outside the courtyard were even more shocked.
This is a legendary spiritual beast! Monsters are divided into: ordinary beasts, spiritual beasts, holy beasts, and divine beasts.
On Daxia Star, traces of holy beasts and divine beasts are almost invisible. Even spiritual beasts can only be born in some high-level secret realms.
Spiritual beasts mean that they have opened up their spiritual wisdom and have wisdom that is not inferior to that of humans. They have their own independent thoughts and can even speak human words.
What's more, giving up the demon body and transforming into a human body, of course, after stepping into the ranks of spiritual beasts, can be regarded as truly getting rid of the demon beasts and possessing the clan membership of the demon clan.
The grudges between the demon clan and the human race can be traced back to tens of millions of years ago. It is even more impossible for the demon clan to surrender to the human race and become their mounts.
Obviously under the current situation, even a fool can see that the Nightmare Demon Horse is willing to follow Yang Feng.
On the other hand, how could Yang Feng, who was just a young monk at the early stage of the Golden Core stage, conquer a spiritual beast that even those in the Nascent Soul stage were afraid of?
What shocked Xiaoyaozi even more was the flames emitted by this spiritual beast. It was said that mortal beasts could awaken their own magical powers when they advanced to the level of spiritual beasts.
This is the same principle as the natal magic weapon refined by monks in the Golden Core Stage.
The higher the quality of the bloodline of a monster, the stronger the natal magical power it can awaken when it advances to the level of a spiritual beast.
The Evil God, a monk in the late golden elixir stage, was turned into ashes when he was faced with it. One can only imagine how powerful the natal magical power awakened by this nightmare demon horse is.
Even Xiaoyaozi couldn't help but marvel. Yang Feng's luck and blessings were so profound that no one could match them. At least in the hundreds of years he had been in the Chaos Killing Land, he had never seen anyone able to conquer a spiritual beast. of.
This Yang Feng is the well-deserved first person.
The eight human butchers in the distance were all angry but dared not say anything, saying that the evil god died. They felt uncomfortable, of course they felt uncomfortable, but this also sounded a wake-up call for them.
The cultivation level of the eight people is on par with that of the evil god. This time, the spiritual beast's condensed natal magical power can burn the evil god to ashes with just one move. If one of the remaining ones takes action again,
Will the fate be the same as that of the evil god? No one knows.
"Do you want to go up one by one, or do you want me to send you back to the west together?"
Yang Feng stepped onto the nightmare demon horse, holding the broken sword Lingsha in his hand, with murderous intent in his eyes. When he was not strong enough, the people of Jiujie were too aggressive.
Today, he has returned as the king, in order to pay back all the humiliation brought to him by the massacre of the Nine Streets people in the past.
"Shuzi is arrogant. If you hadn't relied on the power of the spiritual beast, you would have been a dead soul under my sword."
A group of men with disheveled hair glared angrily, and the euphorbias in their hands flashed fiercely.
"Haha! It's just you. Don't say I didn't give you a chance. Don't move where the nightmare is. I want to give it a try. This Fallen Immortal Street's Fallen Nine Nether is quite capable."
Yang Feng agreed to the bet because the broken halberd in his opponent's hand caused the Lingsha Sword to move abnormally. He still remembered the first time the Lingsha Sword moved abnormally.
It was because of encountering a piece of Qingming Stone, and it was this Qingming Stone that made Broken Sword Lingsha upgrade from a quasi-spiritual weapon to a quasi-magical weapon.
There was unexpected movement this time, which showed that the euphorbia in Fallen Nine Nether's hands was unusual.
This was a broken halberd stained with blood, as if it would shatter into pieces at the slightest touch. A looming black mist was wrapped around the halberd blade.
"Okay, today I will kill you if I fall into the Nine Netherworld."
"Jiuyou, don't go to this Yang Fengxian body dual cultivator. He must have a trump card. If you go like this, I'm afraid..."
"Rakshasa, when did I fall into the Nine Netherworld and have such a bird spirit? He is just a child with a yellow mouth, but relying on the power of the spiritual beast, he doesn't take us Jiujie Tutu in his eyes.
Today I will kill people in our Nine Streets to kill people. "
In Fallen Immortal Street, Die Jiuyou had a hot temper. After witnessing the evil god being killed by green flames, he wanted to crush Yang Feng's bones and scatter them into ashes.
The purpose of using words to provoke Yang Feng this time was to be able to personally cut off Yang Feng's head to sacrifice his brother's spirit in heaven.
"Little Yang Feng, watch your move!"
Duan Jiuyou was seen breaking away from the crowd, holding a strange halberd, and then silently recited a spell, even sacrificing the halberd with blood and essence.
The black mist on the halberd blade emits a strange light after it comes into contact with the essence and blood of Zuo Jiuyou himself.
The black mist on the halberd blade rose up and filled the entire halberd.
Not far away, Yang Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and the broken halberd faintly exuded the power of a quasi-sacred weapon.
What Yang Feng was afraid of was not the power of the spurge, but the black mist wrapped around the spurge, which seemed to be able to affect people's minds.
Originally, Diao Jiuyou's eyes were clear before he used this weapon. After using the essence and blood to refine the halberd, his eyes were also covered with a layer of black mist.
After the Fallen Nine Nether sacrifice was completed, he held a big halberd and threw it towards Yang Feng's chest.
The broken euphorbia seemed to have a spirit, and there was a "whoosh" sound from a distance, like an arrow shot out, piercing Yang Feng's chest.
"Hahaha! Yang Feng, please die!"
Zuo Jiuyou's hair was spread out, an unprecedented smile appeared on his face, and his laughter resounded through the sky.
"elder brother!"
"Yang Feng!"
"Brother Yang!"
…
All the monks present, except Zhou Hun and Xiaoyaozi, believed that Yang Feng would definitely die.
Xiaoyaozi saw with his own eyes that Yang Feng had broken through the Marrow Cleansing Realm, and his physical strength was comparable to that of a quasi-sacred weapon. The power of this broken euphorbia was just within Yang Feng's tolerance.
And Zhou Hun has the memory inheritance of Hunxian, and his vision is naturally far beyond what other people can match.
He also knew that Yang Feng's physical body broke through the marrow cleansing realm, so he did not show excessive worry.
The broken halberd seemed to be piercing Yang Feng's chest.
Damn!
when!
When the halberd blade stabbed Yang Feng's chest, a shocking scene occurred, and Yang Feng held his backhand.
The halberd, which was a quasi-sacred weapon, actually only cut some skin, and the clothes on the chest were not stained red by the blood.
"You, how could you?"
Falling into the Nine Netherworld, he was horrified in his heart. The power of the quasi-holy weapon could only cut a little skin. At this time, he had a ridiculous idea in his mind.
In the Marrow Cleansing Realm, a golden elixir stage monk who is less than twenty years old is also cultivating the physical body. The physical strength has been cultivated to a level that ordinary people can hardly reach in their lifetime.
Thinking about myself again, I am now more than 300 years old. I have only cultivated in the late Golden Elixir stage, and my physical cultivation realm is even worse.
"puff!"
With the fire burning in his heart, Duo Jiuyou vomited blood, which caused the hidden disease in his body, and he died!
"Jiuyou, no!"
The Jade Rakshasa rushed out, hugged the blood-stained red clothes of Duo Jiuyou, and cried loudly.
Then he took out the magic weapon on his body and died for love with Fallen Nine Nether.
So far, three of the nine streets have been massacred.
The remaining people were all grief-stricken, but Yang Feng's power made them despair.
"Boss, we want to avenge the third, fourth and fifth children!"
"Yes! It would be ungentleman not to take revenge."
…
Yang Feng is like an invincible god of war.
Always in the hearts of everyone.
"This Yang Feng is really a peerless evildoer. Even the nine great human slaughterers can't do anything to him."
"If Yang Feng doesn't die, how will we gain a foothold in the world of immortality in the future?"
Among the monks on the ground, some were in awe of Yang Feng, while others were gnashing their teeth at Yang Feng.
"Brothers, Yang Feng is a dual cultivator of the immortal body, and now there are spiritual beasts assisting him. There is only one way left for us to go..."
"Self-explosion golden elixir!"
"That's right! With the skills we have cultivated, the self-destruction golden elixir can superimpose the power and deliver a saint's blow. Even if his body is comparable to a quasi-sacred weapon, he will definitely suffer hatred."
The self-exploding golden elixir is unique to the golden elixir stage monks.
It is impossible for an ordinary Golden Elixir Stage monk to self-explode the Golden Elixir. To be precise, no Golden Elixir Stage monk is willing to self-explode the Golden Elixir.
The cultivation of a monk in the golden elixir stage comes from the golden elixir. Once the golden elixir is broken, his cultivation will be completely useless and he will be considered a useless person from now on.
"Grandma, if Yang Feng doesn't die, we will no longer have a foothold."
"Fight! I'm trying my best to destroy the golden elixir, but I still want to get Yang Feng, a bastard, to take my back."
…
The remaining six people looked at each other with a look of determination on their faces.
To self-explode the golden elixir, the monks need to continuously absorb the power of heaven and earth in the air, thereby filling their own golden elixir, causing the golden elixir to continuously expand and deform.
Eventually it reaches a critical point and then explodes.
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