"What's that?"

Meng Jing subconsciously shrank his pupils. How did the golden blood cat get in?

"Why does that kind of thing get mixed in the blood of a hundred years old?"

He whispered to the people around him, "What are you doing?"

The elder beside him was also confused.

This is not the first time I have used the Centenary Blood.

But I have never seen such a golden cat?

"Someone must have tampered with it."

"Is it Mao Yu? No one in our sect has the chance to do it except Mao Yu, right?"

Meng Jing's eyes flashed with violent murderous intent.

"When I go back, no matter whether you torture or torture your feelings, I will talk to me from Mao Yu's mouth!"

Meng Jing has endured it to the extreme.

Why? He just wanted to kill Yin Nian, why is it so difficult?

Is Yin Nian unable to kill him or what?

The water wall where everyone is nervous.

The bottom of the cliff is no longer a sunny day with a blue sky.

All dusk is swallowed by the night and half of the sky.

The blood cats became even more arrogant because of the darkness.

They surrounded Yin Nian in groups.

Yin Nian couldn't see it at all.

She could only hold Yuan Xinsai firmly.

Try your best to mobilize your mental power.

But these blood cats were so close that large amounts of sweat dripped from Yin Nian's forehead.

She couldn't feel it at all.

It seems as terrifying as being abandoned by the world.

But if Yin Nian could open his eyes.

She would know that someone was trying hard to protect her.

The golden blood cat kept sweeping out the black cats that were constantly rushing towards Yin Nian.

Tooth! claws! tail!

All the weapons that can be used are used.

Go down with one claw!

A blood cat that was a whole circle larger than it instantly turned into a pool of blood.

The golden blood cat is Meng Yuyue's blood.

In that era, it was Meng Yuyue's era. Even though her tail seed was dug, her blood was still the most promising bloodline of the Nine-Tail Sect.

But she has too little blood for a hundred years.

Soon, scars appeared on it.

Meng Jing was watching outside.

I kept comforting myself in my heart, "But a rebellious blood cat, no matter how capable it is, it is impossible to beat the remaining hundreds of blood cats."

"You can see the golden cat being torn to pieces right away!"

He comforted himself so much.

But half an hour passed.

One of the golden cats' feet was gnawed clean, but fifty blood cats died under its claws!

Sweat began to penetrate Meng Jing's palms.

"One hour! It will die in one hour!"

But an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

The golden cat is still not dead.

It firmly guarded the last line of defense in front of Yin Nian.

It's the blood cat.

More and more falls.

The blood of the ground was poured through the ground.

Only dozens of blood cats are left.

The other foot of the golden cat was also bitten off.

But it still has two feet, clinging to the ground tightly, and its eyes have not changed from the beginning, and it is firmly guarding.

The large reduction in the blood of a hundred years old made Yin Nian look a vague outline of his back.

She saw a golden shadow jumping up and down. When she jumped past her head, she could probably see its broken belly, the golden blood was cold, and when it fell on her face, it burned into her heart.

At some point.

Yin Nian's mind suddenly felt like a needle prick.

"Ah!" She pressed against the ground and let out a low roar.

Too painful.

Countless blurry scenes were in her mind and were about to explode.

Countless figures were crowded with people, trying to squeeze into her mind.

The Dreamweaver Beast stretched out its slender tongue and licked the scales on its mouth, "Want to wake up?"

Its purple eyes suddenly became more and more bizarre and brighter!

"That won't work!"

"I don't like sober children."

"I promised to be here to accompany me."

"Hehehehe."

Those who wake up want to leave.

Since you have already come down, how can you leave?

The moment the purple eyes lit up, Yin Nian felt a knife slashing down, and the things that were about to remember were cut off in an instant, and nothing was left.

"Meow!"

The golden cat discovered this scene and roared in a certain direction, with a very strong warning.

There are the last twenty left!

Ruan Qingyan couldn't help it anymore. She looked at Qingfeng next to her and said, "I'll take some more people to the cliff to pick her up."

Can win!

Will definitely win!

Qingfeng nodded.

"Qingyou." Qingfeng pursed her lips, "I must bring her back."

Ruan Qingyan led the man forward with a big strode, pressing one hand against the long sword around his waist, and raising the other hand to wave it at the First Academy.

"Don't worry, I will definitely bring her back in triumph!"

In the water wall.

The last fifteen are left.

The people from the Nine-Tail Sect stared at the golden cat.

Roaring in the bottom of my heart: "Die!!!!"

And the people at the academy held their breath.

He also stared at the golden cat.

"We want to win!!!!" They wanted to go up and tear the blood cats to pieces.

It can be said that the sect and the academy were completely broken up because of this incident.
To be continued...