Zhencheng and others rushed over at this moment. Zhen Xin saw Yan Yun’s face was pale, and his heart moved. He pinched the handprint in his hand. A small Buddhist ten thousand words appeared and floated gently towards Yan Yun.

Feeling the comfort feeling from outside his body, Yan Yun breathed a sigh of relief. He used two sticks just now, and the shit mud and knife wheel that he could control now, and the consumption was so great that he completely drained the vitality in his dantian. As for the power, he was already very satisfied. At least two sticks, the beast tribe in the fifth stage of Qi could only wait for death.

Within a few seconds, Yan Yun recovered a little. Thinking about the next fight, he could only force himself to get angry.

Seeing Yan Yun open his eyes, Zhen Mao immediately asked, "Senior Brother Zhen Yan, are you okay?"

"It's okay." With a smile, Yan Yun stood up and looked around. The battle was still there, and it was not very useful to deal with a monkey in the eighth stage of Qi. Now he can only continue to kill.

Just a few seconds after Yan Yun opened his eyes, a sharp roar sounded in the sky, and a long-feathered eagle of Qi first stage rushed down, and his claws were cut and pulled from him like sharp blades.

"Overbial ability!" Zhen Yue looked at the realm of the long-feathered eagle with the Qi-Viewing Art. After turning the mace in his hand, he stepped on the ground and directly met.

There was no suspense in the fifth stage of Qi and the first stage of Qi. One minute later, the long-feathered eagle's wings were cut off by Zhenyue, and it was squirming weakly on the salt field. The salt water soaked into the wound, immediately making it cry. Before it could cry a few times, Zhenmao took a long knife and broke her chest and took out its beating heart.

Losing his heart, Changyu Diao's body naturally stopped moving. When Zhenmao stretched out his palm, Changyu Diao's body was put into Sumi's sleeves...

Killing continued. Under the protection of Zhenyue, Zhencheng, and others, Yan Yun gradually recovered some vitality, and with the vitality, Yan Yun began to fight. Yan Yun chose the target of the fight, which must be below the second stage of Qi. At least this would be the fastest way to resolve the battle. After the battle was resolved, Yan Yun would gently touch the body with his palm, and collect the soul that had not yet been lost.

"Kill! The wild wolf in Liquid Stage 1 is the beast king this time. Kill it and get the head of the wild wolf and reward 10,000 magic stones!" During the battle, a person in Liquid Stage 3 confirmed something and shouted loudly.

After this extremely tempting shout, the people around him immediately rushed towards the invincible wild wolf. Although Yan Yun heard the reward of 10,000, he did not rush over and kick. You must know that the wild wolf in the fifth stage of liquid is not something Yan Yun can pay attention to.

Although Yan Yun himself cannot pay attention, the beast clan that was killed by Yan Yun just now? No, the beast-shaped skeleton controlled by him can pay attention.

Yan Yun had this idea for a long time, but he never dared to implement it. Now that the team of 100 people started a war with the beast tribe, he should not attract attention, so he naturally had to use his awakening power!

A long lizard skeleton in the second stage of Qi, a short-legged monkey skeleton in the first stage of Qi, and a fat-headed lion skeleton in the first stage of Qi. The skeletons with thin green air in the three heads moved very slowly under Yan Yun's instructions, so slow that others did not notice that there were three skeletons.

"Qinglong Yanshao!"

"Tianma Meteor Palm!"

"Eight-faced Buddha Wind!"

"Nine Days..."

Various moves were used in groups and hit the wild wolf, but the wild wolf, as the beast king, would be defeated so easily. Just look at its wolf claws, which would not allow one person to succeed. In the waving of the wolf claws, it hurt thirty or forty people.

In this situation, it can only be said that everyone was besieged and killed. However, after more than a dozen people died, those Qi Realm immediately woke up and retreated far away, giving the position to the leaders of each team's liquid realm to block the beast tribe who wanted to rescue...

Sure enough, under such a wise move, the leaders of the seven liquid realm snatched at the wild wolf, and the rumbling sound continued. In just a moment, scars appeared on the body of the wild wolf, and blood flowed down, and it became weaker and weaker.

"Roar!" A roar came out of the wild wolf's mouth, and then he saw its claws slashing towards his chest. Suddenly, a whistling sound continued to sound, and a strong wind swept over. The surrounding salt fields were swept away at this moment, and Lao Gao, who was swept into a tornado in the whistling sound, turned into a tornado and rushed forward.

"Retreat!" Seeing the tornado coming quickly, the seven leaders of the liquid realm immediately spread around, and the tornado was extremely fast. A leader of the liquid second phase was accidentally swept in by the tornado.

The blood dyed the tornado red, and the other six leaders of the liquid realm watched the leader of the same realm die at the hands of the wild wolf, and they were extremely angry. They used their means to fight over.

A few minutes later, the wild wolf in the first phase of Liquid fell to the ground weakly. The four leaders of the Liquid Realm looked at the mess around and couldn't help but sigh softly. This battle was quite tragic. Three of the seven leaders died after the First World War, and the loss of ten team members reached as much as twenty.

If there is no loss in that team, there is nothing more than Yan Yun and the Wolong Temple team. However, Yan Yun's team did not suffer any losses and immediately caused the gossip of the teammates who lost their team.

"***, it must be like this when you are a turtle with your head!

"Stop talking, what's there to say to them who are greedy for life and fear of death?"

"Let's go!"

Looking at the strangeness of the people around him, Zhenyue's face turned cold, and with a move of her palm, the corpse of the Ape Beast Clan of the Eighth Age that had just been killed appeared in front of everyone.

This time, the whole audience became silent. You must know that the monkeys in the eighth stage of Qi are very difficult opponents. It would be rare if an ordinary team did not lose the team members. Now Yan Yun and others are at the highest level of the sixth stage, so why don’t they be surprised if they haven’t lost a member yet?

"You have done a good job, work hard next time." The strange eyes of the people around him stopped abruptly, and a leader of the team leader from the Liquid Realm came over and said with a smile.

"Okay," Zhenyue naturally understood, but when he looked at everyone's eyes, he was so angry that he was so angry that he took a few steps back and muttered, "There are no knowledgeable people."

Although Zhenyue's voice was very small, it was definitely possible for people around him to hear it clearly. Zhenmao responded at this moment.

Sweeping the battlefield is what Yan Yun and others do next. Each part of the corpse of the beast tribe has a special function. Take the ape of the eighth stage of Qi killed by Yan Yun and others. Fur can be made into armor, flesh and blood can be made into pills, and skeletons can be customized into weapons. It can be said that they are of great use. They are similar to the demon tribe, and they are all treasures.

Half an hour later, Yan Yun and others headed towards the sixth zone under the leadership of Mashan. Compared to rushing, Yan Yun and others returned very slowly as if they were walking.

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Chapter completed!