Beast

Yang Qing was secretly wary of the other party. It seemed that this matter was just to bring back five monks who were in the spiritual realm, but in fact, the matter was not that simple.

I think this monk wearing a black robe would have other motives for coming here. Otherwise, wouldn't he be able to harvest a fortune of spiritual stones by directly killing these five monks in the Soul-fixing Realm? If this monk only wanted to serve as a warning to others, this time could be regarded as a warning.

, Yang Qing didn’t believe it very much.

But they had to come. The five Dingling Realm monks were still alive. The tribe leader considered that the tribe was a refuge for many monks, so how could he not save them.

The leader of the tribe will not lower his status to come here to get people, and he cannot send powerful Realization Realm monks, otherwise the conflict will suddenly intensify. Although the two tribes are very hostile, there is a tacit understanding between them.

Otherwise, due to a trivial matter, the powerful monks were drawn out one by one, causing too many casualties. If the Fire Crane Clan and the Golden Jiao Clan had not clashed first, the two tribes of thousands of people would not have easily clashed on a large scale.

Yang Qing murmured in his heart that even without the instructions of the 'leaders', he could only try his best to rescue the five Dingling Realm monks. If there was a danger of endangering their lives, he would have no choice but to let go. There was no telling who the other party was.

What purpose and how to achieve it will only depend on the situation.

Without much effort, Yang Qing could easily stand beside the five Dingling Realm monks. He was filled with doubts and doubts in his heart. With this situation, firstly, the black-robed monks were so powerful that he thought that even if he was present, he would be sure of it.

Kill five people

The spiritual realm monks, and what’s more, the other party is plotting not only the items in the Purple Mansion of the five Dingling Spirit Realm monks, but also his own cultivation resources. Otherwise, this monk is just asking the tribe to send people to take back the five monks, which is considered a loss to the tribe.

Lost face.

With this thought, I became more vigilant.

The five Dingling realm monks seemed to have a backbone, their expressions gradually calmed down, and they greeted each other respectfully.

Yang Qing nodded slightly in response. At this moment, he had entered the territory of the tribe that was attached to the Jinjiao clan. He did not ask the five people whether they really picked the rare treasures in the territory. What happened if they picked it? What if they didn't pick it? After all, the five people were already

He was detained by the black-robed monks.

While nodding, the five people were asked by spiritual consciousness if they had been banned. The answers of all five people were no. One of them, a young man who seemed to be older, felt even more annoyed and said through spiritual consciousness: "Senior, Xiaoxiu and the five of them

They haven’t left the tribal territory at all, it’s this man in black robe who forced Xiao Xiu and others to come here, and it’s really abominable that he bothered seniors to come here to rescue Xiao Xiu and others from leaving!”

If Yang Qing had something in mind, he had just concluded that this matter would be difficult to resolve. If the other party didn't have a big appetite, that would be fine. He just secretly felt that this person's purpose was not just for one or two rare treasures, but even

You have to coerce yourself in order to get more!

Anger grew in his heart, but his expression remained as usual, and he casually said, "Fellow Taoist is kind, I will take five of my fellow Taoists and leave your place right now!" without mentioning at all the matter of entering this place to steal rare treasures.

"Fellow Taoist? Mercy? Haha!" The black-robed monk, who was only ten feet away from Yang Qing, had a hoarse voice. He turned around slowly and continued, "Are you going to end this matter like this?"

"Then what do you think?"

Yang Qing's expression remained as usual, but his voice became colder.

"What?" the black-robed monk laughed sarcastically, and then sneered again, "Hey, you are arrogant. You are just a madman. You want to have a hand in everything. Are you worthy? You don't even weigh your own weight. You can't even fly."

If you don't know how to be a bedbug, what qualifications do you have to be so arrogant! You are seeking death, but you can't blame others!"

As the black-robed monk said this, his hoarse voice changed, and he suddenly stood up from the ground, leaving a burly humanoid object in place.

Yang Qing was startled, and murderous intent suddenly surged up. He could tell from the black-robed voice that he was the dark red-haired monk who had a grudge against him, and what was left behind was a fiery red soldier.

Occasionally, when I saw this scene, my heart was in a state of mind. The dark red-haired monk appeared here, and he was the one responsible for the eight achievements. He knew that he was stronger than him, and he still dared to do this. The black pig demon must also be here, and

I am very sure of killing myself.

There is no panic or fear in my heart. What I am worried about at this time are the five monks in the Soul-fixing realm beside me. The dark red-haired monk must be sure to kill him. He is confident that he can survive. Using his aura and aptitude to kill may kill him.

Two people, the key is these five monks.

However, there is no absolute certainty that he can be killed. After integrating the essence and blood of Ziyu Peng, the attack is not much enhanced compared to when fighting for the Blade Cutting Gold. When Hao Zhan and the two attack him, they can completely ignore it.

It took a lot of effort to kill five people, including only one late-stage Dingling monk.

"Senior, help!"

"Help, senior!"

…

The five Dingling Realm monks looked full of panic and shouted for help. Before Yang Qing arrived, maybe the dark red-haired monk wanted to kill them. The five people would resist desperately because they knew that begging for mercy was useless. They practiced

Over the years, they still have this toughness, but now Yang Qing, a monk in the realm of reality, is beside them, how can they not want to survive.

"You try your best to fly, and I will do my best to protect you!"

Yang Qing, who was originally slightly inclined to try to kill Hao Zhan and the other two, thought slightly and shouted coldly. He had a deep hatred with Hao Zhan and the other two, but he was not completely sure of killing each other. Besides, the two dark red-haired monks were doing it.

This incident was aimed at him, and the five Dingling Realm monks were all involved.

In this way, he would first complete this unpaid service and save the lives of the five people before making any plans. He felt that the 'leaders' would soon be aware of this and would assign Reality Realm monks to come.

If you respond, you will be sure to kill the two heroes!

As he drank the cold drink, he instantly transformed into a beast, the outline of his eyes became sharp, and purple wings and purple tails came out.

If he hadn't transformed into a beast, Yang Qing, who didn't have a magic weapon in his hand, wouldn't be much weaker than the dark red long-haired monk. After all, the blood-suppressing breath is a spiritual creature of the spiritual level. However, even if he wanted to hide the 'Ten Thousand Beasts Style' at this time, he couldn't.

Lived.

A pair of purple wings has a wingspan of nearly seven feet, and a leopard's tail is about seven or eight feet.

"Woo!"

The breeze blew by, and the purple wings, which were light and weak, flapped at extremely fast speeds towards the five Dinglingjing monks whose expressions were filled with horror.

"Peng, Peng!", the five people did not notice the incomparable power and were not damaged, but their bodies were thrown away at a speed faster than the flight of their weapons.

At this time, he was only about ten feet away from the dark red long-haired monk, and there was a fiery red soldier puppet. If Yang Qing felt it correctly, it was a soldier puppet comparable to the monks in the Realization Realm. Even if it took five people to fly away from here,

The distance was too close, and he knew that Hao Zhan would be ambushing not far away and would use the magic weapon to attack in the next moment. He had no chance to kill the dark red-haired monk.

The dark-red long-haired monk who was riding the fire magic weapon Flying Sword was flying into the sky at high speed. His face was full of shock and disbelief. His face was extremely ugly. He couldn't figure out how to have the purple-gold giant wings. He originally planned to

Using puppets to restrain Yang Qing on the ground, he and Hao Zhan manipulated magic weapons in the air to kill him. This way they could avoid the sound attack and kill him with complete confidence without the puppets.

As a result, a pair of unknown purple wings appears, which will disrupt their efforts to kill the enemy.

"Beast! Ugh! You beast, do you think you can survive if you find the purple-winged magic weapon? The five of you want to leave. I asked my Broken Gold Brick if he agrees. Let's all die!"

More than a thousand feet away on one side, golden light flashed. First, broken gold bricks in the shape of small gold bars collided at high speed, and then came the heroic battle of flying swords with golden magic weapons. Seeing Ziyi, he was also shocked, and then he thought

One thought is that Purple Wing is a type of wing method

It seems that this purple-winged magic weapon cannot be transformed into a beast by Yang Qing. There is no possibility of letting it go now. He flew over at a very fast speed and saw his posture. Whether it was Yang Qing or the five Dingling Realm monks, he

They must be beheaded on the spot.

Yang Qing secretly thought in his heart that, as expected, his heartstrings were tense and he was not afraid. If he didn't have to protect the five Dingling Realm monks, he could come and go freely with his speed, but he was secretly extremely careful.

, his strength cannot crush the two Hao Zhan, and he has to be careful at all times if he has scruples, otherwise one mistake will cost his life.

Although the five Dingling Realm monks were shocked by Yang Qing's sudden change, they all knew his intentions and felt a little relieved when they saw that he was calm and composed.

I vaguely felt that this is what monks in the realm of reality should be like. I felt grateful in my heart, looked up, and reacted very promptly. By throwing them at extremely high speeds, they each summoned their magical weapons. With all their strength to control the weapons, the speed increased again.

"die!"

The burly fiery red soldier puppet's voice contained no emotion, his empty eyes flashed with fire, and he charged forward with a huge fiery red machete.

Yang Qing's eyes were red, and their outlines were so sharp that it made people shudder. He took the green-yellow sword in his hands, and in his angry heart, he just wanted to slash through the air, and first destroy this soldier, which was not strong in attack, not fast, but had extremely strong defense.

But he knew that once he did this, he would not be able to completely destroy the soldiers with one blow, and the five Dingling Realm monks would inevitably be killed casually by broken gold bricks or dark red-haired monks.

I can only secretly be cruel. This soldier must be eliminated first, so that the lives of the five people will not be threatened, and I can concentrate on dealing with the two black pig demons. But this is not the time, I must wait until the distance from the black pig demon is close.

Some talent is enough.

The inability to control magical weapons and attack from the air is a drawback of his strength!

There is also the power of the broken gold bricks to shatter the gold materials. The natal magic weapon has not been completely refined and cannot be used. The only way to use the damaged low-grade magic weapon is the green and yellow simple knife.

"Death to me!"

The dark red-haired monk was so frightened that his face was full of ferocity. He flicked the fire rope in his hand, and the fire rope immediately turned into a fire dragon of more than ten feet. The calcined air crackled, and the coils whipped with ferocious force.

Go, there is even more entangling power hidden in the dark.

"Boom!"

The air waves surged and the wind suddenly rose.

Yang Qing, with a cold face, flapped his purple wings angrily, like a purple-gold thunderbolt, chasing the five Dingling realm monks who were flying close. The waving purple wings became lighter again, beating the five people at a faster speed. For the broken gold bricks and

The fire rope's attack only resists.

Although the speed of the flaming red puppet is slow, it is not slower than the five late-stage Dingling monks. The dark red long-haired monk is very fast. In order to get the opportunity to kill the flaming red puppet, Yang Qing, in order to save the lives of the five,

This must be done. (To be continued.)