After hearing what Han Jiulin said, a strong man with a spirit beast in the form of a tiger head and leopard eyes immediately glared at Han Jiulin, and then said angrily:
"Boy, you actually came to Qingtian Mountains and dared to speak so recklessly and want to use us to make elixirs?
Do you think you have this ability?"
Han Jiulin glanced at the strong man slightly, and then laughed loudly:
"Who am I? It turns out that I am a golden-haired crocodile-scaled tiger. I can be considered a seventh-grade spiritual beast in size, and it can be used as medicine.
Especially after digging out those eyeballs and using them to refine elixirs, you might even be able to refine elixirs that can greatly improve the eyesight of cultivators."
Those spiritual beasts usually eat countless people, but they have never seen human cultivators dare to speak so brazenly in front of them, so they are naturally surprised and angry in their hearts.
The golden-haired crocodile-scaled tiger was so angry that it immediately transformed into its true form, and its body quickly expanded into a tiger more than ten meters tall with crocodile scales and golden manes. It opened its bloody mouth and pounced at Han Jiulin.
Seeing this situation, Han Jiulin didn't bother to dodge at all. He raised his hands and gathered the power of thunder in his hands, and then blasted a thunder beam towards the golden-haired crocodile-scaled tiger, and immediately sent it flying away.
Han Jiulin struck a seventh-grade spiritual beast, a golden-haired crocodile-scaled tiger, and was seriously injured in one move. Naturally, many of the spiritual beasts present were horrified and did not dare to act rashly for a moment.
However, even so, there are naturally high-level spirit beasts in the group of spirit beasts who are confident that they can deal with Han Jiulin. An old man with white beard and hair turned into a white swift shadow and attacked Han Jiulin not long after.
However, although the old man transformed by this spiritual beast was fast, Han Jiulin's "Eight Thunder Body" was even better. When Han Jiulin's eyes were condensed, he turned into a silvery white thunder and came first, carrying the power of thousands of thunders.
A palm strike came out.
The old man transformed by the spirit beast didn't expect that Han Jiulin's speed was so fast that it was unbelievable. In shock, he quickly took action to fight with Han Jiulin!
However, the white-haired old man transformed by this spirit beast suddenly felt a huge force impact on his arm. Not only was it sore and numb, but even his bones began to ache, and he immediately lost his balance and flew backwards.
The white-haired old man's true form was an eighth-grade spiritual beast, a white-haired owl with three heads. It once had a terrible reputation in the Canglan Empire, and the number of cultivators who were buried in its belly was at least hundreds of thousands.
If it hadn't been hunted down by the four princes of the Canglan Empire because it had committed too many crimes, and had no choice but to run to the Qingtian Mountains to seek the protection of the Black Fox Ancestor, I'm afraid how many people would have died in vain.
hand.
And this white-haired three-headed owl is also extremely powerful in combat, and it is also the best in the Qingtian Mountains. Except for the ninth-grade spiritual beasts such as the Black Fox Ancestor, it has never been afraid of any other spiritual beasts.
However, today, the speed that the white-haired three-headed owl was proud of was not only far inferior to Han Jiulin's "Baji Thunder Body", it was even blown away by his palm, which was simply a great shame and humiliation.
This white-haired three-headed owl only thought that Han Jiulin was just a cultivator of the sixth-grade king realm. Naturally, he didn't know that Han Jiulin had a domineering body. Not to mention that his own physique was far beyond that of cultivators of the same realm, and his combat power was completely unmatched.
Common sense.
"Who are you, this guy?
He's just a sixth-grade king-level practitioner, so how come his speed and strength are so amazing?"
The white-haired three-headed owl stabilized his figure and floated in mid-air. He stared at Han Jiulin and asked.
Han Jiulin snorted coldly, then smiled and said: "Is there anything strange about this?
Do you think that the power and speed of spiritual beasts must be stronger than humans?
The frog in the well is extremely ridiculous!"
"Boy, you humiliated me like this! You must die!"
The three white-haired owl roared angrily and transformed into the body of the original deity. Each of the three huge heads contained three completely different energies, which were divided into poison, frost, and purple fire. Three light waves continued towards Han Jiulin.
Bombarded down.
Seeing this situation, Han Jiulin felt happy as he kept flashing with his "Baji Thunder Body", and then said:
"Although your white-haired three-headed owl is currently only an eighth-grade spiritual beast, if you can cultivate a fourth head, it can be promoted to a ninth-grade spiritual beast. The potential is quite good."
"It is said that the most precious part of the white-haired three-headed owl's body is probably your animal head. If you cut it off and refine it into a high-level spiritual elixir, it can even save ordinary king-level cultivators several years of hard work..."
"But because of your great potential, I will not take your head today. It would be great if you surrender and become one of my spirit beast servants!"
When the white-haired three-headed owl heard Han Jiulin's words, he laughed angrily, and then cursed loudly:
"You little bastard who doesn't care about life or death actually wants to tame me as your spiritual beast and war pet. I think you should just be my snack!"
The white-haired three-headed owl relied on its own speed to continuously launch offensives, but because Han Jiulin was too fast, it was never able to hurt Han Jiulin in the slightest. After fighting for a while, he couldn't help but feel anxious, and then cursed:
"Little bastard, can you just run away?
It’s simply ridiculous that you want to conquer me with just this little ability!”
Han Jiulin said: "Really?
I wanted to save some face with you, but since you are so shameless, it’s time for this battle to end!"
Han Jiulin's eyes flashed, and then he immediately used the "locking teleportation step" to instantly move to the sky above the head of the white-haired three-headed owl.
Just when the white-haired three-headed owl was surprised by Han Jiulin's unbelievable speed and before he could react, Han Jiulin took action and used a palm that gathered the power of thunder to directly bombard the surface of the earth, creating a deep hole.
A huge pit measuring more than ten meters.
At the moment when the white-haired three-headed owl was paralyzed by the power of thunder and could not move for a short time, Han Jiulin used the star sword energy to cut through the animal skin on its back, and then dropped a drop of animal blood on the spirit beast mirror.
"Little bastard, although your speed and strength are fast, the vitality of our spirit beasts is extremely powerful. You want me to surrender to you just by relying on this attack. It's really... um! I... my head...
What exactly did you do?"
The three white-haired owls were unwilling to raise their heads to the sky and roared, trying their best to break free from the shackles of the spirit beast mirror, but in the end they turned into a white brilliance and flew into the spirit beast mirror, and were taken into the spirit beast space.
"Han Jiulin, what exactly is in your hand?"
The Black Fox Ancestor was naturally surprised when he saw that Han Jiulin had managed to bring the eight-grade white-haired three-headed owl, a powerful eighth-grade spiritual beast, into another dimension with just a drop of spirit beast blood.
The spirit beasts nearby were even more frightened and frightened. Some of the high-level spirit beasts that had originally planned to attack Han Jiulin were now gradually starting to retreat.
Even eighth-grade spiritual beasts like the White-haired Three-Headed Owl have been subdued, let alone these spiritual beasts whose grades are less than eighth-grade?