Even if the little thieving cat "changes ownership", it is difficult to change its nature and play the role of a little magic stick again.
But Ye Yanyu had no doubts about its guidance.
Ever since she met this thief cat, Ye Yanyu has always had good luck in the ruins. Even the canyon here was guided by the little thief cat.
In her heart, she already regarded the little thief cat as her "lucky cat".
Zhao Feng had no expression on his face, and followed closely behind one person and one cat.
Following the route pointed by the little thieving cat, a green and deep grassland appeared ahead. The vitality of the world was more active here, and some weeds were one or two people tall.
No roar
bang bang bang
The roar of beasts came from deep in the grass, followed by the sound of heavy footsteps, which was thrilling.
Zhao Feng's divine eye has already taken the lead and captured the traces of some powerful monster beast groups.
If he were alone, he would definitely stay away.
You know, some of the monster beasts in the Purple Saint Ruins can easily rival God-level monsters, let alone this mysterious canyon.
However, now that Ye Yanyu, a powerful master, is opening the way, Zhao Feng doesn't have to worry about everything.
Just a hundred feet into the grassland, a large group of huge iron bulls emerged in front of them, several feet tall. Iron thorns grew on their backs. Their bodies were unimaginably hard. As they moved, the ground shook.
"The Iron-spine Mad Bull is a precious beast with thin ancient bloodline. It is powerful and violent in temperament. It can often crush monsters of the same level to death. Especially when it goes crazy, it activates the thin bloodline and doubles its combat power."
Zhao Feng recognized the origin of this rare and precious beast.
Rare breeds like the "Iron-spine Mad Bull" are basically extinct in the Qinghua Continent, and are only limited to records in ancient books, or there are some heterogeneous species with impure blood.
Among the current group of "iron-spine mad bulls", the ones with the lowest combat power are comparable to real-person levels, and many of them are at the real-mysterious level.
The strongest among them is the Iron-spine Mad Bull, whose combat power is close to the God level, and is the "king" of this community.
Zhao Feng and the others broke into the territory of these iron-spine mad bulls and were immediately attacked wildly by them.
The Iron-backed Bull has a violent temper and has ancient blood. Even if it faces an invasion of God-level, it dares to fight and fight.
Rumble——
Hundreds of iron-spine mad bulls caused vibrations in the valleys of the earth, and the dust billowed, rushing towards Zhao Feng and the others.
Ye Yanyu smiled indifferently, waved her jade hand, and the pure and pure moonlight light floated with ripples, implying a fatal edge and chill, and swept forward with a "swish".
On the surface, Ye Yanyu's attack was like mercury pouring down the ground, elegant and gentle, without much power.
But Zhao Feng's pupils shrank for a while, showing a hint of horror.
In the past at the True Dragon Conference, the confrontation between Yu Tianhao and Xin Wuhen seemed simple and simple, but the concentration and control of their strength reached the extreme. Every move contained extraordinary artistic conception, killing the same level as ants.
A similar situation appeared more natural in Ye Yanyu.
Puff puff puff——
The numerous iron-backed bulls that were running wildly were passed through by the moonlight, which was as pure as mercury, and their bodies suddenly froze.
The next moment.
Dozens of iron-spine mad bulls poured out countless blood from their pores, their bodies were dyed red, and they fell to the ground dead.
Others may not see the clues.
But Zhao Feng's spiritual eyes clearly control the essence. Those mercury-like pale moonlight penetrates all pervasive, directly passing through the surface and pores of the iron-spine mad cow's skin, and then further penetrates the internal organs.
That is to say.
Every iron-spine mad bull was riddled with holes by invisible moonlight rays.
No matter how hard the outer layer of leather is, if the internal organs are penetrated by thousands of tiny holes, they will still be lifeless.
Ye Yanyu directly destroyed dozens of iron-spine mad bulls with one move, which seemed to be an understatement.
If it were Zhao Feng, he would definitely not have this ability.
Because these iron-spine mad bulls have strong physical defenses, he can kill one with one palm, or kill one instantly with one glance, but if he wants to kill dozens of them with one move, it is not easy for even an average God-level bull to do it.
Ye Yanyu killed a large number of iron-spine mad bulls with one move, causing the mad bull herd to panic and become angry.
When those mad bulls saw a large number of their own kind dying, their eyes turned red, and a layer of dark red blood appeared on the surface of their bodies. They became madly bloodthirsty, and their combat power skyrocketed.
"The iron-spine mad bull goes crazy, and its combat power will be doubled."
Zhao Feng felt a strong oppression, and the blood in his body was suffocated.
The madly transformed iron-spine mad cattle herd can definitely launch an impact on the Allah class.
Among them, the "Iron-spine Mad Bull King" is ten feet long and six or seven feet high. It roars and roars, triggering a storm of dark green blood. Its combat power is basically comparable to that of the true god.
If it was Zhao Feng, he would definitely be hiding as far away as possible, not wanting to confront him head-on.
Ye Yanyu smiled, and her spotless green body actually fell directly onto the "Iron-spine Mad Ox King".
Uh-huh
A piece of rippling moonlight lingered around Ye Yanyu's body, like a goddess under the moon, reflecting the stars, sun and moon. It was so majestic that it directly suppressed the "Iron-spine Mad Bull King".
meow
The little thieving cat jumped excitedly, swung the Black Snake Blood Whip, wrapped around the huge body of the "Iron-Spine Mad Ox King", and sucked out its essence and blood.
"I see."
Zhao Feng showed a thoughtful expression.
Even though the Iron-backed Mad Ox King exploded with combat power comparable to that of a first-time God, it was still easy for Ye Yanyu to kill it.
However, the power and quality of the Little Thief Cat's Black Snake Blood Whip will gradually increase after absorbing powerful blood. Even the stronger the blood essence absorbed, the ability and spirituality of the Black Snake Blood Whip will be enhanced.
Nowadays, the quality and power of this Black Snake Blood Whip has surpassed that of the average mid-level spiritual level, and is even slightly better than Zhao Feng's Luo Hui Bow and Arrow.
Swish
Zhao Feng stretched out his hand and touched the black lotus ghost weapon, sacrificing two bronze ghost corpses and letting them suck some of the flesh and blood essence of the iron-spine mad bull.
At this time, the combat power of the two bronze ghost corpses is basically comparable to the peak of the Zhenxuan level. It is also of great benefit to them to absorb some of the flesh and blood essence of the ancient thin bloodline.
Ye Yanyu glanced at it lightly but didn't ask anything.
To her, these iron-spine mad bulls or Zhao Feng's bronze ghost corpses are like ants and can be destroyed with a snap of a finger.
After a while.
The iron-spine mad bull king died after losing all its essence and blood, leaving the corpses of hundreds of iron-spine mad bulls on the spot.
meow
The little thieving cat was full of wine and food, and continued to lead the way with a arrogant look, which made Ye Yanyu laugh again and again.
Zhao Feng's face was expressionless. Along the way, the divine eye discovered some ancient treasures and would collect them.
Ye Yanyu opened the way in front and killed some powerful monsters. Zhao Feng followed and picked up some bargains, which was quite leisurely.
Those powerful rare beasts and some of the parts and furs from their corpses would be priceless on the Qinghua Continent.
Zhao Feng's hands felt weak when he picked it up, as he felt that the storage space was not large.
Ye Yanyu acted indifferently, and would only take action if she had extremely precious materials. Obviously, the sect environment she was in was extremely rich in resources and materials, and was dozens of times superior to the ten sects in the mainland.
Go somewhere.
The ground ahead shook faintly, and a frightening scream could be heard, almost penetrating the valley and the sky, and there was an aura of inexplicable fear.
The energy and blood in Zhao Feng's body trembled faintly, the true spirit energy was somewhat suppressed, and the blood power was induced.
"The aura of the ancient bloodline is more than ten times purer than the Iron-spine Mad Bull."
Zhao Feng's heart skipped a beat.
This was the first time since he entered the "Purple Saint Ruins" that he felt such a strong aura of alien beasts and ancient bloodline.
Deep in the grass, in front of a huge cave, a dozen figures were trembling together with a dark giant scorpion as big as a hill.
Ding ding ding——
The dark giant scorpion's body was as if cast from black steel, with a layer of cold metallic sheen. It withstood numerous attacks, and bursts of sparks flew from its surface.
Some attacks at the peak of the Zhenxuan level were unable to leave any obvious traces on it.
The dozen or so figures present tried their best to distance themselves from it and were extremely cautious.
Four or five corpses have been left on the spot, from the Moon Demon Palace and the Black Cliff Palace.
"Everyone, be careful about this ancient giant scorpion. It contains strange poison. Under the Alchemy Realm, those who are poisoned will die. You must keep a distance."
The nose-ringed boy "Red Ghost", the genius who commanded the Black Cliff Palace, dealt with the ancient giant scorpion.
In addition to the red ghost, there are also the blood-robed youths from the Moon Demon Palace, two major gods, who join forces to fight against the ancient giant scorpion, but they are all unable to suppress it.
If it weren't for the geniuses of Black Cliff Palace, there are a large number of zombies, skeletons and other dead things that are immune to poison, and I'm afraid no one on the field would be able to fight the ancient giant scorpion head-on in close combat.
swish swish
Just then.
Ye Yanyu and Zhao Feng arrived quietly and took a look at the battle situation.
"This ancient giant scorpion has such a high grade and bloodline. Even with two God-level talents and so many geniuses working together, they are somewhat invincible."
Zhao Feng remained vigilant.
That ancient giant scorpion, even the ordinary Lord would not dare to confront it head-on. If Zhao Feng is touched, no matter how many lives he has, it will not be enough.
Only the "Red Ghost" of the Black Cliff Palace controlled a God-level silver-patterned skeleton, and four or five other ghosts whose combat power was very close to the God-level, biting the ancient giant scorpion and fighting closely.
Only these dead creatures and ghosts are not afraid of the poison of giant scorpions.
After Ye Yanyu arrived, she couldn't help but show a solemn look: "This ancient giant scorpion has a very high blood level, even far surpassing the geniuses of all the sects who have entered the Purple Saint Ruins. Moreover, it still has some scruples and has not really let go.
Hands and feet.”
When Zhao Feng heard this, he basically agreed.
The ancient bloodline of this giant scorpion was extremely powerful, making the bloodline in Zhao Feng's body feel a sense of oppression.
Because the opponent is an ancient rare beast with pure blood, no better than the previous iron-spine mad bull, but with some thin ancient blood.
"This ancient giant scorpion is so powerful. Even if Black Cliff Palace and Moon Demon Palace join forces, it will be difficult to win. Why do they have to fight head-on?"
Zhao Feng was confused.
What are the benefits of doing this to the two major groups?
then.
He opened his spiritual eyes and gained insight into the situation on the field.
soon.
He understood why.
Behind the ancient giant scorpion, there is a huge cave, and some aura is faintly revealed from inside.
Red Ghost and the Blood-robed Lord of the Moon Demon Palace tried several times to lure the ancient giant scorpion away, but they ended in failure.
The ancient giant scorpion has always guarded the entrance of the cave and has never moved away.
"This beast didn't fall for the trick."
Red Ghost and Blood-robed Allah tried to seduce him several times, but all ended in failure.
It is precisely because it has to guard the entrance that the ancient giant scorpion cannot let go of its hands and feet and use its full strength.
Otherwise, the two forces of Black Cliff Palace and Moon Demon Palace would have been defeated by the ancient giant scorpion that was madly attacking, and the casualties would not be more than this.
Ye Yanyu naturally noticed this, her beautiful eyes flashed, and she looked at the cave behind the giant scorpion from time to time.
"There must be something important in the cave that needs the protection of giant scorpions, such as giant scorpion cubs, or other rare and valuable treasures, so that the ancient giant scorpions with higher intelligence can guard them."