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Chapter 1884 Desert Blood Eagle

"Meow!"

A strange voice rang out.

Not far from Ye Qing, there was a cat.

Still a little cat.

The appearance looks cute.

Zhou Fenfang also sensed the existence of the little cat.

A ray of light suddenly burst out from his beautiful eyes.

"Where did the little cat come from? It looks so cute!"

Before the little cat could rush over, Zhou Fenfang rushed over.

Want to catch the little cat.

In Zhou Fenfang's opinion, the little cat will certainly not be in danger.

However, Zhou Fenfang was obviously thinking too much.

The little cat that suddenly rushed over emitted an amazing aura.

Rampage.

The little cat's eyes stared at the desert holy spring on Ye Qing's body.

He has a very greedy look.

"Boom!"

Zhou Fenfang's delicate body was quickly knocked away by the little cat.

With Zhou Fenfang's cultivation level at the Saint Lord, under the impact of the little cat, he could not resist it.

It's simply incredible.

Zhou Fenfang's face changed in an instant.

I was shocked.

I also want to catch the little cat.

However, the little cat had turned into a stream of light and rushed to the distance.

Soon, the little cat came to Ye Qing.

Waving a pair of small cat claws, he was very arrogant.

Then, the little cat came out of a divine thought and communicated with Ye Qing: "Human boy, hand over the desert holy spring on you immediately. I can also consider merging your life!"

The little cat's words made Ye Qing's mouth twitch violently.

Ye Qing really couldn't understand where the little cat got the courage.

Dare to commit rashness in front of Ye Qing?

When Ye Qing and the Saint of Xuelong fought fiercely, they actually sensed the existence of the little cat.

To be honest, the little cat's cultivation is not weak anymore, and he has reached the second level of Saint Lord, just like Zhou Fenfang.

However, Ye Qing is someone who can even defeat the Snow Dragon Saint in the fourth level of the Saint.

The little cat is still coveting the desert holy spring on Ye Qing's body, and I'm afraid I don't know how to write the word "death".

"Little Cat Cat, are you sure you want me to hand over the Desert Holy Spring?"

Ye Qing said neither salty nor lightly.

"Isn't that nonsense? Hurry up, don't slap it!"

The little cat once again exuded his magical thoughts, but his attitude was still very arrogant.

The people from the Xuelong Mountain bandit group were even more surprised.

In their opinion, Ye Qing is a tough character and a real fierce man.

However, the little cat that suddenly appeared dared to openly provoke Ye Qing.

The little cat probably has extraordinary features.

"Is this... a Netherworld Spirit Cat?"

The face of the Snow Dragon Saint Lord changed.

As the leader of the Xuelong Mountain bandit group, Xuelong Saint Lord still has some vision.

After recognizing it, the little cat in front of me is likely to be the legendary ancient relic, the Netherworld Spirit Cat!

According to legend, the Netherworld Spirit Cat was very powerful in the ancient times, and its combat power was just slightly inferior to the ten evil spirits in the ancient times.

There are very few descendants of bloodlines passed down by the Netherworld Spirit Cat.

The ancient remnant Netherworld Spirit Cat is rarely seen in the saint world.

It is rarely seen even in the wilderness where monsters are rampant.

The strength of the Netherworld Spirit Cat is one of the top among many ancient relics.

You can even compete with the dragon clan.

In ancient legends, there was once a ghost cat who tore the dragon clan's body with bare hands.

It is extremely powerful when feeding on the flesh and blood of the dragon clan.

"Good guy, it turns out to be the Netherworld Spirit Cat!"

Not far away, Zhou Fenfang, who was knocked out, was already full of anger.

After learning about the real identity of the little cat, Zhou Fenfang was moved.

The big eyes are full of desire.

I really want to catch the Netherworld Spirit Cat and treat it as a pet!

Girls like to keep pets.

I especially like those cute pets.

The Netherworld Spirit Cat is one of them.

His name is Netherworld Spirit Cat, but his appearance is a tabby cat.

The body is colorful.

The light is overflowing.

Looks cool.

It's perfect for girls to use as a pet.

Zhou Fenfang was insulted by the girl’s heart.

However, then again, Zhou Fenfang is not very old.

He is a girl himself.

I like the cute Netherworld Spirit Cat, there is nothing wrong with it.

"Good brother, can you help me?"

Soon, Zhou Fenfang's eyes fell on Ye Qing.

"cannot!"

Ye Qing refused without thinking.

Before Zhou Fenfang could say it, Ye Qing knew what she wanted to ask Ye Qing for help.

It's nothing more than catching the Netherworld Spirit Cat.

Ye Qing knows the characteristics of the Netherworld Spirit Cat.

Not only is it powerful in combat, it is also very slippery.

It's not easy to catch it.

"Good brother, let's do this. I can't ignore the one-quarter of the desert holy spring, but please help me catch the Netherworld Spirit Cat!" Zhou Fenfang begged.

The big eyes were flashing, with a layer of mist.

"No."

Ye Qing's answer is simple and crude.

Zhou Fenfang was helpless.

"Human, if you don't hand over the desert holy spring, I have to do it!"

The Netherworld Spirit Cat was arrogant and instantly turned into a five-color stream of light and came to kill him.

He waved a small cat's claw and slapped Ye Qing's forehead.

Although the Netherworld Spirit Cat is very small, it is like a normal pet cat.

However, the attack of the Netherworld Spirit Cat is very sharp.

The average holy realm may not be blocked.

Not far away, the Saint of Snow Dragon frowned when he saw it.

He felt that the strength of the Netherworld Spirit Cat was probably above him!

If a fight at the same level is true, human warriors are often not opponents of the ancient relics.

Moreover, the Netherworld Spirit Cat is an ancient relic with particularly powerful bloodlines.

"Beware of your cat's paws!"

Ye Qing thought and sacrificed a Shura Blood Sword and killed it out.

A bloody sword light came into the air.

The next moment.

The Netherworld Spirit Cat retreated.

"Meow?"

The Netherworld Spirit Cat's claws were injured and blood flowed out.

The Netherworld Spirit Cat's big eyes were full of doubt.

He didn't understand.

With his strong body, he was injured with one move with Ye Qing.

The arrogant Netherworld Spirit Cat is unacceptable in her heart.

"Little cat, you should surrender. Come to my sister's arms, and I love you!"

Zhou Fenfang said with a smile.

The Netherworld Spirit Cat looked at Zhou Fenfang seriously, and looked at her plump heart.

Then, a meow sounded.

A happy smile appeared on a big cat's face.

This meow is a happy meow.

The Netherworld Spirit Cat is indeed moved.

He felt that Zhou Fenfang's mind seemed very beautiful!

However, the Netherworld Spirit Cat quickly shook his head and closed those strange thoughts.

The Netherworld Spirit Cat believes that there are more important things to do now!

That is to defeat Ye Qing and seize Ye Qing's desert holy spring!

"Meow!"

The Netherworld Spirit Cat was angry, like a five-colored divine light, flying across the sky, and the cat's claws waved again.

The Netherworld Spirit Cat seems to have not used any powerful bloodline talent, just an ordinary attack.

But, the next moment, the figure of the Netherworld Spirit Cat suddenly turned into three.

The three little cats attacked from three directions!

The offensive is extremely sharp!

Moreover, Ye Qing felt that the three little cats that were divided were almost the same as the combat power of the original deity just now.

This is not an ordinary clone technique!

It must be the blood talent of the little cat.


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