"This? Who locked it?"

Yang Feng asked incredulously.

He didn't expect that this skinny tiger monster was not only skinny, but even his body had been abused. No wonder he would "retaliate against society". I believe this was due to personal experience.

"Ha! Apart from those bastards from the Wanjian Dao Sect, who else has the guts to lock me up?"

"Sniff! You little kid is hiding something private! You're dishonest."

Hearing the words of Lord White Tiger, Yang Feng didn't react for a moment, but his Qiankun Bag moved.

Who could have imagined that the Winged Dragon Beast, which had fallen into a deep sleep after devouring the essence and blood of the red dragon, would wake up at this time.

Roar!

Roar!

This pterosaur has grown a lot in size. Compared to the size of an adult's arms before it broke out of its shell, it is now the size of a toddler. What's amazing is that the size of this pterosaur can be controlled at will.

The pterodactyl beast let out a low roar from its mouth, its eyes were full of hostility, and its body also increased to the size of a young child, and then stopped growing.

"Get out of here, or die!"

Even Yang Feng was shocked by the domineering power of the pterodactyl beast. The most important thing is that it speaks human words! This pterodactyl beast was just born, right? It can actually speak human words, and its words are so domineering.

Instantly changed his previous thoughts in Yang Feng's heart.

"Pterodactyl, you and I are from the same sect. There is a saying in the human race: 'We are born from the same roots, so there is no need to worry about each other.' If we want to compete with Wanjian Dao Sect, only the three of us can have a chance by joining forces.

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The White Tiger God, when Yang Feng was approaching just now, noticed that Yang Feng had the aura of the dragon clan remaining on his body. He never thought that he was actually a pterosaur clan above the dragon clan, and there was only one pterosaur beast left in his life.

So he put down the airs of the demon clan god.

"Ha! You don't want him to help you get out of trouble, and then swallow his body to restore your demon power so that you can continue to survive. But do you know that I have entered into a contract with him?

You wanted to harm him, but it was useless, so you tried to take my life."

The Winged Dragon Beast not only has peerless bloodline, but its intelligence is also the best among the demon clan. The White Tiger God Lord is undoubtedly a master of tricks in front of him.

"Tiger demon, you, you are so vicious!"

Yang Feng deliberately pretended to be unaware. In fact, he had been wary of the White Tiger God for a long time. He knew that the other party definitely had other plans, but he did not expect that the plans were so big. He was "greedy" about his preservation.

Nearly nineteen years of childishness.

It’s true that people’s hearts are not as good as snakes swallowing elephants.

"Pterosaur, young man, please listen to my explanation. I just had this idea at the time, but I didn't put it into practice. Let's..."

"Hand over your soul contract, otherwise it will be impossible to cooperate with me!"

Winged Dragon Beast is not stupid. If he cannot control the life of Lord White Tiger, the other party will never be honest. He does not want to set a time bomb on himself.

"Yes, Tiger Demon, if you want to cooperate, you have to show some sincerity. Besides, we are not begging you to join forces with us. Everything is done willingly by you."

Yang Feng acted indifferently at this moment. Since he had the thigh of Winged Dragon Beast, others could ignore it.

The White Tiger God's face was uglier than if he had eaten shit. When he heard the threat from the human beast, he wanted to slap these two things on the nose and face to death.

It's okay for Pterodactyl to be arrogant, because he has peerless blood and he can't afford to offend him, but this little kid from the mortal world actually dares to sing along with Pterodactyl and threaten him.

"Asking me to hand over the 'Soul Brand' is absolutely impossible. Who knows if you will burn bridges? Besides, who I am, you want me to hand over the 'Soul Brand' unless I die."

The Lord White Tiger has a firm attitude and there is absolutely no way he would entrust his life to this man or beast.

Seeing the other party's resolute attitude, Winged Dragonmon looked at him a few times. The most taboo thing for the demon clan is to surrender to other races. Now, this situation of the White Tiger God is also expected by Winged Dragonmon.

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Yang Feng curled his lips in disdain and muttered: "Tiger monster, you are trapped in this dark cage, have you even given up on the pursuit of freedom? If so, it is really sad!"

Every word Yang Feng said touched the pain point of the White Tiger Divine Lord, which made the White Tiger Divine Lord, who originally thought he would not be angry anymore, feel an unknown fire in his heart.

He said sharply: "Boy, what do you know? I am the god who commands all the monsters in the world. If I were not a miscellaneous member of the Wanjian Dao Sect, how could I be implicated in this?

Since you were sent in by that woman, your life must be under that woman's control. How dare you talk to me like this? If it had been a few hundred years, I would have slapped you to death."

Hearing the other party's fierce words, Yang Feng knew there was something going on. His original purpose of coming here was to awaken the sword spirit, but after encountering the "Method of Fusion" that could suppress and destroy the sword spirit, he has never forgotten it.

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This time, for no other reason than for the method of fusion, I also wanted to drag the White Tiger God into the water and work together to achieve great things.

"Ha! To tell you the truth, tiger demon, even the woman you are talking about has to rely on me to help her recover her body. If I hang here, do you think your end will be better than mine?"

In order to make the other party willingly hand over the "soul mark", Yang Feng deliberately revealed some heavy news to the White Tiger God. The purpose was to gain the other party's attention, so that the other party would understand.

And once you are determined, with a little temptation, a future super fighter will be born.

Of course, there is no need to say much about the bloodline of Pterodactyl, and this tiger monster claims to be from the same clan as Pterodactyl.

, but it’s still worth Yang Feng’s risk.

"Boy, how is it possible? Your cultivation level will lead to death and no life in that 'Netherworld Cliff'!"

The White Tiger God is obviously not so easy to ignore. Although his current cultivation level has dropped sharply, his eyesight is not bad. In his eyes, the current Yang Feng is just an ant in the fasting stage, entering the "netherworld" that opens once every thousand years.

Ya', it's obvious that he is looking for death, let alone looking for a magical medicine to restore his body.

Hearing the other party's sarcastic tone, Yang Feng did not make any extreme reaction, but replied calmly: "Since Your Excellency, you have so little confidence in Zai Xiaozi, then may I ask, how far is it from the opening of Netherworld Cliff?"

time?"

"a hundred years."

The White Tiger God blurted out that although he was suppressed here, any disturbance in the outside world could not escape his perception.

As soon as he finished speaking, the God Lord realized something. Yes, there are still a hundred years left, and the human race man in front of him is only nineteen years old, not even as old as a weak man. In these hundred years, he will definitely improve by leaps and bounds.

"Even if there is another hundred years, you can't do it!"

"I cultivate both the Immortal Body and the Immortal Body."

"That's not the case...what did you say?"

After hearing Yang Feng's words, Lord White Tiger thought he was hearing hallucinations.

"My physical body is at the fifth level of the Bone Tempering Realm, and my cultivation level is at the early stage of Bigu Reduction."

Darling! No wonder the progress is so slow. Daqing is on a "dead end".

"Hey! I didn't expect you, a little kid from the mortal world, to have some courage. However, the road to physical cultivation will basically be a dead end in the later stages, unless..."

Having said this, the White Tiger God paused.

"Unless what?"

Yang Feng asked further, and he knew what the Lord White Tiger said, because all the immortal cultivators in Zhuxian University agreed that body training was a dead end.

Before paying the rest, he wanted to use this as an excuse to destroy the physical strength he had worked so hard to cultivate.

At this time, the pterosaur, which had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.

"Bai Hu, I know what you are thinking. Signing a soul contract with this kid will only benefit you. It is not impossible to help you get out of trouble in the future. Besides, if you sign a soul contract with him now, the three of us can join forces to help you."

Take a look at the color of the people from Wanjian Dao Sect.

By the way, you can also vent your anger, do you think you can?"

The pterodactyl beast has now shrunk its body to the size of a palm, squatting on Yang Feng's shoulders, crossing its legs, and its expression is as arrogant as it is.

"Pterodactyl, are you serious about this? He really has a special physique?"

The White Tiger God carefully observed Yang Feng, but still didn't find anything special about Yang Feng's physique. He heard the implication of the pterodactyl beast, although he still had doubts on his face.

But I already believed it in my heart, but signing the "soul contract" was no small matter.

Contracts are divided into the following types: the first is the contract signed by Winged Dragonmon and Yang Feng, also known as the "Equal Contract", and the second is the contract that Winged Dragonmon intends to have the White Tiger God and Yang Feng sign, which is called

As a "soul contract".

Of course, it is also commonly known as "soul imprint". After this kind of contract is signed, both the host and the host will be prosperous and suffer losses.

And the life of the initiator of the "soul contract" will be handed over to the person who signed it. In other words, if the person who signed the contract dies, the initiator of the contract will also die.

However, the death of the initiator of the contract will not have any impact on the person who signed the contract. Other basic and equal contracts are the same.

The last type of contract, which is also one of the most domineering among the three contracts, is called the "slave contract".

The so-called slave contract is also commonly known as a master-servant contract. After this contract is signed, the life of the initiator of the contract, including his entire person, belongs to the person who signed the contract.

"Do I need to lie to you? Besides, if we weren't from the same clan, I wouldn't even bother to cooperate with you."

Although the pterodactyl beast's size has become smaller at this moment, its tone of voice is not small.

"Hey! I said..."

Yang Fenggang was about to protest, but the two beasts said in unison: Shut up!"

The two beasts continued to ignore Yang Feng, and then said: "Okay, for your sake, I will reluctantly sign a 'soul contract' with this kid. I agree first that I refuse to be a free thug."

Just when he agreed, he clearly noticed the extremely hard-to-detect smile on the corner of Yang Feng's mouth.

Immediately "don't put salt in the bacon, put the salt first".
Chapter completed!