In ancient times, there were many strange beasts, but few of them really survived. In billions of years of history, there are only a few hundred species that are truly known and well-known by humans. Among these hundreds, nine species of strange beasts stood out and were praised by humans.
That is the "Nine Divine Beasts".
Among the nine divine beasts, the "true dragon" ranks first, whether it is the Tianlong, the Thunder Dragon, or the Wind Dragon, as long as it is the true dragon clan, it is admired by people.
Because of this, even a little bit of spiritual beasts that have some blood relationship with the real dragon have become very popular.
The strange beast in front of Ye Junlin was named "Prisoning Niu". The dragon gave birth to nine sons, and this guy ranks first. In the mind of humans, this guy is the "large son" of the master of the real dragon beast in heaven.
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However, Ye Junlin and the Prison Niu fought hard, and in a blink of an eye, there were more than a hundred moves. The Prison Niu had thick skin and strong ability to resist strikes. Whether it was the spread of sword energy or the overflowing flames, even if it was swinging the sword and slashing directly, it could not cause any damage to him.
Ye Junlin's battle with him was a big deal. It was really a mess when facing such a guy who had no effect in either physical attacks or magic attacks.
Ye Junlin had no choice but to take the Prisoner's Bull, but the Prisoner's Bull became more and more happy the more he fought. His horns, as sharp as the Red Flame Sword, occasionally passed between Ye Junlin's chest and abdomen. Ye Junlin did not use the "Sword Qi Divine Art" once, and it easily broke it.
The power of human beings is limited, but the power of animals is infinite.
As time passed, Ye Junlin's power became less and less, but the power of the prison bull increased exponentially. For a time, the crisis gradually came.
"Ao—"
The prison bull let out anger, and a golden dark light rose from his two horns.
The prison bull threw it out heavily, and a golden ball of light spread across the sky and earth, throwing it straight towards Ye Junlin.
"Sword Qi Divine Art."
Ye Junlin controlled his energy inside, and the vast sword energy wrapped around his body like a wave.
"boom!"
The golden light hit the invisible armor condensed by the sword energy, and instantly made a huge roar, splashing countless dust. The place where Ye Junlin was originally standing was blown out of a huge deep pit.
Ye Junlin himself flew backwards like a kite with a broken string. After knocking down several huge embrace trees in succession, his figure stopped.
"puff--"
The blood qi rolled between Ye Junlin's chest and lungs, and a mouthful of bright red blood sprayed into the air.
The body fell to the ground, and the rock behind him instantly shattered.
On the hill in the distance, Qiao Wenyun looked at the defeated Ye Junlin and smiled happily: "Ye Junlin, you have today too."
Just when everyone thought Ye Junlin would definitely die, the imperial cow only looked at Ye Junlin, like a child, cheering with joy and joy, but did not attack anymore, but just watched quietly.
The people in Qinglin Hall frowned slightly.
No one saw that the young man covered in gold slowly let go of his fist and breathed a sigh of relief.
Ye Junlin took a pill and slowly climbed up.
The priest looked at him with joy, as if asking Ye Junlin if he wanted to fight again.
It was at this moment that a distant wolf howl came from the deep forest not far away, and the prison cow trembled slightly, as if he was extremely afraid of a creature that was about to come.
Spiritual beasts are mutually reborn and restrained, some are interdependent, while others are born as enemies.
The same is true for the divine beasts.
The Tianlang clan and the Zhenlong clan that the White Wolf King belongs to were originally incompatible. As the eldest son of the dragon, Prisoner Niu naturally hated Tianlang very much.
However, taking revenge on others requires capital. This cattle prisoner beast obviously has only the cultivation level of the "Nine-level Spirit Level". Faced with the White Wolf King who is about to enter the "King Level", it is naturally no match.
If you can't beat it, you will run away.
Not only humans, but also divine beasts.
The prison bull was on all sides and turned around to escape, but the White Wolf King was willing to let it go. With a long roar, it was covered in white fluff, and instantly turned as dark as ink. Under its limbs, it was like the sound of wind, and it pounced towards the prison bull like lightning.
When a master fights, you can only know your chances of victory from the momentum emitted by the opponent. As divine beasts, the same is true.
The moment he sensed the White Wolf King, Yuniu knew that he was definitely not the White Wolf King's opponent.
Not beating does not mean not resisting.
The body of the prison bull suddenly leaned down, and a golden light burst out from its two golden horns. It kept roaring, as if warning the White Wolf King not to step forward.
On the distant mountain, the young man covered in gold drooled slightly when he saw this scene.
The White Wolf King naturally would not pay attention to the warning of the weak man, the Prisoner. It opened its big mouth and a black flame erupted out instantly.
The black flame is extremely strange. Not only is it not hot, it is cold and bone-bone, just like the ice left in the ancient polar land.
On the horns of the prison bull, a golden ball of light ejected out instantly, and then the black flames rushed over. Two completely different forces collided together, and instantly exploded and the mountains shook.
Even though the White Wolf King had an absolute advantage, under the resistance of Guiniu, he could not help but kill Guiniu. The two divine beasts fought together, and in the meantime, the entire mountain range began to shake.
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Ye Junlin took the pill and gradually absorbed it completely. The internal injuries healed and the wounds on his body gradually healed.
He raised his head and glanced at the hill in the distance. The murderous aura in his eyes spread over his head in an instant.
The Red Flame Sword let out a "moan" and then flew straight into the air. The red flames were like raindrops under the sun, overflowing.
Ye Junlin jumped and stood on the Red Flame Sword, with the sword tip as the wind as he jumped to the top of the mountain.
"Qinglintang, old debts and new revenge, I should make up for it with you." Ye Junlin roared and jumped to the ground. The Red Flame Sword drew a circle in the air, and then was firmly held in Ye Junlin.
I have a sword, but I regret Kunlun.
The people from the "Qinglintang" were fully armed again, but this time, Ye Junlin would no longer show mercy.
"You go first, we will block his incense stick of time for you." The man from the giant tower and the terminally ill old man walked forward and stood in front of everyone. Seeing the situation, the young man covered in gold also took a step forward helplessly.
Lin You and others did not bother to speak. They nodded, turned around and went down the mountain.
Ye Junlin frowned slightly. He looked at Qiao Wenyun, Fang Fangfang, and Lin You. His murderous aura was like a wave of tide, which lasted for a long time.
"Your opponent is us." The big man like a giant tower put his hands on his chest and walked forward, saying confidently...