Ning Yiling smiled bitterly, staring at the dust in the valley in a daze. If it weren't for the occasional lightning and thunder and the roar of the ferocious beast, she would have thought Yang Zhen was dead inside.

"Junior sister is right, but I don't even know your name." Ning Yiling said with a dim expression.

A cultivator in the Hinayana stage, facing the unfair and fearless body of the ferocious beast in the Golden Elixir stage, deeply imprinted into Ning Yiling's heart.

It turns out that there are really fearless people in this world.

...

In the valley, Yang Zhen circled around the mysterious beast, letting the mysterious beast roar repeatedly with his aura, burning the surrounding earth and rocks, and he couldn't touch Yang Zhen's corner of his clothes.

The dust wave gradually calmed down. Yang Zhen took the opportunity, shouted loudly, jumped high, stabbed the mysterious beast into the chrysanthemum in the back of the mysterious beast with a sword. The painful mysterious beast wailed, and kept roaring and trying to pull it out.

Yang Zhen laughed loudly, how could he let the Xuan Beast succeed? He was so happy to stab the Xuan Beast with one sword and one sword.

"ah!"

A scream came from the hillside, and Ding Xun'er covered her eyes and spat: "Senior sister, he is stabbing there!"

Ning Yiling's jade face was red, but she still said excitedly: "That's great, the young master is not dead!"

Yang Zhen, who was stabbing vigorously, was startled and turned his head to look, and his hands were paused.

What does he mean to stab him?

Although this posture is a bit awkward, is it the easiest way to kill the mysterious beast?
Chapter completed!