A huge tiger-headed shadow appeared in the sky. It opened its mouth wide, as if it had the power to swallow the sky. A long roar made the whole body of the ferocious beast on the top of Tianyu Mountain tremble. All the disciples of the Herculean Sect were also affected by this.

A tiger roar shook his face and turned pale.

Is this kind of creature really humanly possible to fight against? This king of the deep forest who has reached the soul realm is simply too powerful...

The disciples of the Beast Taming Sect were frightened back by Pei Feng's move, but the roar of the tiger at this moment brought these disciples back to their minds. Even if the young man has powerful magical powers, he is still a monk in the early stage of the Golden Core.

The boss Hu Qi, the second brother Hu Li, and the third brother Hu Kui are all golden elixir monks. Together with the two golden elixir cultivation spirit beasts of Hu Li and Hu Kui, they are five golden elixir strongmen. With such powerful strength, what's the point?

Afraid of a little boy? These people now feel that they have gone too far, and they are even more angry.

Hu Li shouted: "Young man who doesn't know how to live or die, I will personally cut off your dog's head! Kill me!" Hu Li gave the order, and the disciples of the Beast Taming Sect instantly burst out with their true strength, charging towards the Herculean Sect.

They came here to kill. For a moment, the magic weapon and magical power were dazzling, and the protective spirit beast roared and roared. The scene was so spectacular.

There are also three golden alchemy masters in the Dali Shen Sect. They are the first three direct disciples of the Reverend Dali. The other four disciples are all spiritual transformation masters. But these disciples are all extremely powerful. They can control each other in a single pair.

The monks of the Beast Sect have an absolute advantage. But if the opponent adds a protective spirit beast, then the situation will be different with two against one. The two sides fight, the sound is loud. Colorful lights flow on the battlefield, and rocks are flying.

.The light of the sword and the shadow of the sword killed everyone in an instant.

The ferocious beasts were also red-eyed. Many powerful ferocious beasts stepped on the corpses of their own kind and jumped onto the high city wall. Countless birds also invaded the sect at this moment. There were already several junior disciples of the Herculean Shen Sect.

One person died tragically under the attack of the ferocious beast. But at this moment, everyone was too busy to take care of themselves. If it were not for the help of the three young men from Qinggu Valley, nearly half of the ferocious beasts were destroyed. At this moment, the Herculean Divine Sect may have been destroyed. The younger disciples are more

There isn't much left.

Qin Lan faced Hu Li, the second-in-command of the Beast Taming Sect. He had long wanted to kill people and seize treasures. So he rushed to Qin Lan first. Qin Lan had two treasures to protect his body, and Hu Li could not take them in a short time.

But Qin Lan's spiritual power was being consumed in large quantities. After all, she was just a spiritual monk. Faced with the joint attack of two golden elixir masters, one man and one beast, she could only use her spiritual power to activate the magic weapon to temporarily resist.

Hu Li saw exactly this in Qin Lan and planned to consume her to death.

Enemies Pei Feng and Hu Qi were extremely jealous when they met. The two of them fought in one place without a clear winner. Pei Feng condensed the Canxue sword in his hand and used a set of Canxue swordsmanship. But this swordsmanship is not

It is regarded as a real martial skill, but it belongs to the category of magical powers. Therefore, it is very powerful. Although Hu Qi's cultivation level is higher than Pei Feng's, he can't benefit from Can Xue's sword technique.

Pei Feng's Canxue Sword Technique is the one that consumes the least amount of spiritual power among Canxue's magical powers. Therefore, he can fight Hu Qi with ease. Naturally, he will not use his powerful magical powers on this person because he understands that the real strong man has not yet taken action.

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The shadow of the big tiger in the sky gradually dissipated. The ferocious beasts at the top of the mountain suddenly became chaotic and ran away in all directions. Suddenly, a biting cold wind blew. Then a big round head slowly came down the stone steps from the top of the mountain.

It rose up. When the disciples of the Herculean Sect saw this big head, they instantly smelled the breath of death.

It was a tiger head the size of a millstone. Soon the tiger's entire body stepped onto the stone steps. It walked slowly. Countless ferocious beasts were prostrate on both sides of the road. They didn't even dare to move.

There are white tiger stripes on the huge body of the big tiger. Every step it takes makes people's hearts tremble violently. If an ordinary middle-aged hunter encounters it, he may not even have the courage to look at it.

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There is a man standing on the shoulder of the big white-striped tiger with his hands behind his back. He is wearing a black robe and looks majestic. At this moment, the runes hidden under his skin are flashing. It looks so weird.

At this moment, the monks on both sides who were fighting subconsciously retreated. The entire top of Tianyu Mountain fell into a strange state of stillness.

Venerable Dali on the city wall slowly said: "Old monster with vertical eyes! Long time no see."

The person on the big tiger's shoulder is none other than the master of the Beast Taming Sect—Hu Wantong.

"Yes! The last time we met was twenty years ago. At that time, you and I had a good time over wine."

"But now you want to destroy my sect!"

Hu Wantong let out a long sigh and pretended to say: "Hey, I can't help it. We have to find a place for the children to settle down and live. As you know, the Linghu Lake we are in has become a pool of stagnant water."

"So you want to occupy the magpie's nest?" Venerable Dali clenched his silver teeth and asked, "Do you think you can capture the mountain gate of my Divine Sect today?"

Hu Wantong said: "Even if you pay a certain price, it is worth it for my beast control sect to get such a spiritual energy-rich place."

Venerable Dali suddenly sneered and said: "Old monster with vertical eyes. But if you have to pay the price of the lives of the entire sect, do you still think it's worth it?"

"Then you must have that strength!"

Hu Wantong shouted loudly. The temperature on the top of the mountain suddenly became unusually cold. A huge tiger head shadow appeared again in the sky above the big white-striped tiger. Then a humanoid shadow also appeared behind Hu Wantong's body.

"This is the strength of the soul refining stage!" Pei Feng whispered.

No one from the Divine Tribe has ever been able to enter this realm. Therefore, their understanding of this realm is not deep. But Pei Feng also understands that once monks reach this realm, the competition is no longer about the amount of spiritual power, but the soul power.

He still doesn't know the strength of soul power. He just knows that it is a kind of existence that transcends spiritual power. Whether it is the spirit transformation stage or the golden elixir stage, monks can never get rid of the shackles of the body on life. But

At the soul refining stage, the body is no longer the most important thing to the monks. Even if the body is destroyed, as long as the soul infant is immortal, the body can still be rebuilt. Only when the monks reach the soul refining stage can they be called the real strong men in this world.

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Venerable Dali laughed wildly when he saw the "soul trace impression" released by Hu Wantong below the city. Then the power soul bead on the highest iron tower suddenly burst out with astonishing light. The soul bead suddenly grew in size and soared into the sky.

Venerable Dali was as motionless as a mountain and as mobile as a rabbit. In an instant, an unprecedented aura erupted from his body. He rushed straight into the sky and became one with the bead. The bead rotated rapidly around his waist. Behind his back

At the same time, a shadow also appeared. That was his soul trace impression!

A giant whose eyes emitted golden light and whose hands clenched into fists stood proudly between heaven and earth. The momentum of this giant was even far greater than that of the phantom of the tiger.

This scene shocked all the people and all the ferocious beasts on the top of the mountain.

Venerable Dali has a cultivation level in the middle stage of soul refining. Coupled with the blessing of the Soul Soul Bead, his power is comparable to that in the late stage of soul refining. The strong ones in the soul stage naturally compete with soul power, but under absolute power, it is soul power.

I have to give in even three points of strength! At this moment, this giant in people’s eyes is like a real demon!

The expressions of everyone in the Beast Taming Sect changed drastically. This was completely beyond their expectations. They did not expect that Venerable Dali's cultivation would reach such a terrifying level.

The corners of Hu Wantong's mouth couldn't help but twitch. He had enough confidence that he could work with the protective spirit beast to defeat Venerable Dali. But at this time, Venerable Dali's soul power cultivation revealed was obviously much higher than his.

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"Hu Wantong! I will make sure you never come back!" A huge fist suddenly fell from the air.

Hu Wantong shouted loudly, "Fuck me!"

The white-striped giant tiger pounced in the sky. Two people and one beast began to fight in the sky. The soul-stage monks could already fly out of thin air, so their battlefield was in the high school! Venerable Dali did not sacrifice any magic weapon. The giant tiger and Dali

The battle between the venerables is a competition of pure strength. But it is a power that humans can never imagine. Every punch with soul power has the potential to turn mountains and seas!

Venerable Dali's failed fist hit the ground. Countless houses and trees collapsed. The shadow of his fist fell on the mountain peak, and the mountain was shattered into pieces. If the three soul-stage powerhouses among them

If the battlefield were on the ground, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Venerable Dali fought one against two and was not at a disadvantage at all. Only at this moment did the disciples of Dali Shen Sect really see hope. Dali Shen Sect, a sect that has been passed down for thousands of years, has such a profound foundation? It is said that one force can defeat ten societies.

!This is their fighting method. Overall, the spirit beasts of the Beast Control Sect have a numerical advantage. The monks of the Hercules Divine Sect have an advantage in strength. The scene of unilateral massacre expected by the Beast Control Sect did not appear, but fell into

into a deadly stalemate.

The disciples of the Herculean Divine Sect fell one after another. Many of the spirit beasts from the Beast Control Sect also died. The top of Tianyu Mountain has turned into a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Hu Qi and Pei Feng fought for several rounds, but they still couldn't decide the outcome. Both sides were afraid and were unwilling to fight with all their strength. At this moment, the two of them separated and faced each other again with swords.

Pei Feng glanced around. The strong smell of blood made his brain go blank for a moment. Suddenly, a familiar picture appeared in his eyes. In that beautiful valley, his tribe looked like this.

Another one fell in a pool of blood. That battle was countless times more tragic than the one in front of him. It was the bloody massacre of his tribe by the giant of cultivation in this world. After experiencing such a baptism of blood, nothing in front of him made him feel any emotion.

There was no feeling of fear at all. But at this moment, the fire in his heart was gradually burning.

His heart began to lose its calmness. He had forgotten about the old ghost who had never shown his face. In his eyes, these disciples of the Beast Taming Sect and their ferocious beasts had transformed into the images that once made him immortal.

Unforgettable faces.

A layer of white mist suddenly appeared around him. It was the entity formed by his murderous intention. The mist gradually spread to the Canxue Sword in his hand.

A whirlwind blew and circled around his body. The whirlwind picked up the blood on the ground, and the blood stained Pei Feng's clothes. A few drops of animal blood were blown onto his face. Pei Feng gently used his hands to

wiped it down.

But what he did in Hu Qi's eyes made a golden elixir monk feel cold in his heart. For a moment, Hu Qi felt death coming. He subconsciously took a few steps back. Suddenly, he felt a slight chill on his face.

.but flakes of snow fell on his face.

"Hoo ho!"

A strong wind blew, and snowflakes suddenly appeared on the top of Tianyu Mountain. The people who were fighting didn't know why.

"Why did it suddenly snow?"

More than half of the spiritual power in Qin Lan's body was consumed, and she was fighting Hu Li to the death. But suddenly, white snow suddenly appeared in front of her eyes. She exclaimed in shock: "Pei Feng! Our real enemy has not appeared yet!"

At this moment, Pei Feng could no longer hear a single word. Balls of white drifting snow had already enveloped his body.

When Hu Qi saw this scene, he screamed in surprise. The scene in front of him reminded him of the most terrifying thing. For a moment, he had no intention of fighting at all. All he could think about was running away!

Pei Feng's eyes turned blood red. In his eyes, Hu Qi, who fled away, was no longer Hu Qi, but an old man with a ferocious face.

Pei Feng said coldly: "Leihong! I will make you pay with blood!"
Chapter completed!