This silver-moon saber-toothed tiger is also an eighth-level king beast after all. It was not killed so easily. Even though its body was almost broken, it still burst out with extremely fierce ferocity and struggled angrily. ()レ
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Yuan Futu felt the power that was about to break free from the cage. The hand holding the Tianque Sword was trembling. He narrowed his eyes and took out the soul-devouring bead again, and activated the black stone inside, which was as black as ink.
Electric light suddenly burst out from inside, locking up its soul at such a close distance.
The soul-eating bead in his hand was like a rabbit with life, jumping into the air.
Yuan Futu was shocked, "I didn't expect the soul power of this king beast to be so powerful. The ancient-level soul-eating beads couldn't suppress it!" While thinking, he stretched out his hand to grab the soul-eating beads, and the demonic power was condensed.
Fa, the Soul-Eating Pearl is much more honest now.
With its soul restrained, the Silver Moon Sabretooth Tiger's momentum was obviously weakened by more than half, and the roar in his mouth also became deeper.
The blade of Situ Hengdao moved, aiming at the tiger's head, and shouted: "Kill the god with one strike!"
The attack power of this technique is very strong, and its instantaneous activation speed is even faster than that of the Qiying Sword. It is regarded as another mystery of the wind element, and Situ Hengdao is a strong man in the middle stage of Tianmang, so it must be
It has been practiced for more than a hundred years.
Bang!
The skull of the saber-toothed tiger, which was originally a defensive treasure, cracked open, exposing warm blood and white brains. This king-level spiritual beast seemed to be drunk, with a somewhat distracted look in its sharp and angry eyes.
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While suppressing the saber-toothed tiger, Yuan Futu was suspicious. He secretly thought that with the strength of these three brothers, it would be enough to establish a sect. It seems that apart from the sects in the world, the strength of the casual cultivators is much stronger than imagined.
, and their true identities are increasingly confirmed.
In today's imperial world, the so-called casual cultivators are no different from predators.
"Red thunder disaster!"
Sheng Wuming jumped up high, holding the two short spears in his hands, and stabbed them hard. A trace of electric light appeared on the tip of the spear, but the color of the electric light showed a strange red color, and its power was compared to the regular purple.
The electric light was several times more powerful.
The moment the two spear points touched, a beam of light as thick as a bucket shot up into the sky, directly smashing the head of the saber-toothed tiger into pieces, leaving only half of its body, which staggered to the ground.
Yuan Futu put away the Soul-eating Pearl and the Tianque Sword, and looked at the huge corpse. His heart was uneasy for a long time. If not for the combined efforts of everyone, and the extremely clever tactics used by the three brothers, it would have been difficult to kill him.
Uniform, and from the perspective of the eighth level of spiritual beasts, this silver-moon saber-toothed tiger is not considered strong, or even considered weak.
Situ Hengdao said in a deep voice: "This sacred forest is indeed well-deserved. The spiritual beasts living here are more powerful than those in the Hundred Thousand Mountains. I'm afraid there are more than one king-level spiritual beast. Everyone, be careful. If you encounter a ninth-level spiritual beast,
If so, just run away. If you can survive, you will be considered a big bargain."
Generally speaking, you will not encounter level 10 spirit beasts here. To be precise, you may not encounter level 10 spirit beasts in today's imperial world. Its existence is the same as the strong ones in the realm of gods, and they all belong to the peak plane.
It is difficult for even the most supreme beings and practitioners to reach such a state, let alone beasts with low intelligence.
Sheng Wuming nodded, and saw Di Hao walking over, stretching out his fist as big as a casserole, and hitting the broken spine hard. Suddenly, a crystal clear elixir rolled out from inside, and in the extreme cold
Warm white air exudes from under the air. The surface of the elixir is covered with blood stains, but the fire elements flowing inside can be seen.
This kind of elemental power is comparable to the true essence of the Tianmang realm. If it is absorbed in full, it will indeed be a good supply for the golden elixir.
The eighth-level elixir can be sold at a good price in the Jushentongbao.
Situ Hengdao picked up the elixir, weighed it, and sent it to Yuan Futu, saying: "You have been of great help in this battle, so I will give this elixir to my brother."
Yuan Futu raised his eyebrows. Unexpectedly, Kung Fu had already begun to call him brother and brother, and said, "You're welcome. We all have the same purpose. We are just like-minded."
"Just accept what brother gave you. It's rare for him to be so generous." Sheng Wuming said with a smile.
Qin Rongxian came over, stared at the elixir, and said, "You just spent a lot of real energy, and you can just absorb it, why not?"
Yuan Futu's heart twitched violently, and everyone looked shocked, thinking that it would take a lot of effort to absorb the elemental power in this elixir, and if the alien energy enters the body, if there is a conflict, the sea of souls will
It's possible for it to explode, not to mention that the chance is very high.
Most practitioners would not choose to exhaust their energy to absorb the power of spiritual elixirs. Most of them would use it to refine medicine or cast spiritual treasures. Qin Rongxian's abrupt words were shocking, although she had seen Yuan Futu absorb spiritual energy in the dirty world.
The power of Dan.
"Ahem." Yuan Futu coughed twice and said, "Confused girl, you think I am a god, but this elixir can be used as a good material for casting spiritual treasures, so thank you to Brother Situ."
Seeing him accept it, Situ Hengdao raised a smile, and then everyone continued to move forward.
After walking for a while, I found that large areas of the white forest in front of me had been broken off, showing a passage that seemed to have been forcibly opened by someone. The passage was wide enough for more than ten people to walk side by side, leaving traces of traces on the frozen snow.
Two very deep wheel marks.
"It seems that other sects have arrived at Lingyouxuan Lake." Sheng Wuming analyzed.
Yuan Futu looked along the direction of the wheel and found that not far ahead was a gurgling stream. It was not frozen in the extremely cold place and was still flowing slowly. On the opposite side of the stream, there was an extremely rich stream.
The thick white mist was like countless ghosts gathered together, blocking everyone's sight.
Situ Hengdao narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "It's the fog barrier in the godswood forest. I just heard before that this kind of thing really happens. It seems we have to rest here for a while."
"Fog barrier?" Yuan Futu was a little confused. It was just foggy, so why would it delay his trip.
Di Hao held a sacred tree leaf like a steel needle in his mouth, biting it with a squeaking sound, and sneered: "The fog barrier is not an ordinary fog, it contains the power of the elements, and is the natural barrier of the sacred forest, which can hinder
The extension of spiritual consciousness makes most practitioners get lost in it and mistakenly enter the realm of high-level spiritual beasts."
"I see." Yuan Futu nodded slightly, but this so-called fog barrier actually had no effect on his innate chaotic power.