The Steward Demonic Emperor Chapter 411: Nine-level spirit beast
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Roar!
In the quiet mountain forest, a roar suddenly uttered, accompanied by the flocks of birds flying around, making the noise of the ravens, a spirit beast with flames all over its body, eyes the size of a copper bell, with wings on its back, panicked. Flying across the dense forest, there is only endless fear in his eyes.
Even, its body was trembling constantly, and a pair of wings swayed unevenly. Along the way, dozens of towering trees have been broken.
"Stop, you stop for the little master, or the little master is not welcome!" Behind it, a childish voice was heard, but between the words, there was an inviolable domineering expression.
Cold sweat broke out on his head, and the spirit beast gasped for a few rough breaths, but the wings behind it flapped faster. It seems that the angelic childish voice behind it is a reminder to pull it into hell.
Stop? You are a fool of me! If I really stand still, isn't that left to you?
Shoo!
Suddenly, a flash of red light suddenly came to its back, and before it could even realize what was going on, there was a loud noise, and its entire back was sunken in an instant.
Next, but seeing his eyes rolled white, he banged on the flat ground, and immediately smashed a huge crater with a diameter of 100 meters.
In an instant, dust and smoke fluttered around, and the spirit beasts around heard it, and they fled in fright and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
After the smoke dissipated, only the giant beast opened its mouth wide and fainted to the ground. A petite figure slowly landed on it, but it was undoubtedly the ancient tee.
Looking at the poor spirit beast whose backbone was knocked off, Gu Santong reluctantly shook his head: "Oh, it's really shameless to make you stop. If you don't stop, you have to force the young man to take action. I really owe it. Ah, I don’t want your life too?"
Speaking, the ancient tee went straight to its back, grabbed its two wings with both hands, and with a strong tear, it tore off the pair of wings abruptly.
The scarlet blood spewed out, and the spirit beast instinctively convulsed, but because it had fainted, it did not respond.
However, it is a good thing for him to be able to faint all the time. Otherwise, seeing such a **** scene, I would have already cried.
Yah, you don’t want my life, but you want my wings! What's the difference between a dignified flying beast without wings and being disabled?
Are you embarrassed to tell me to stop? Does the world have such an unreasonable **** request?
But there is no way, there is strength, it is so capricious!
Incorporating the pair of wings into the ring, the ancient tee-tong pinched the fingers for a while, and muttered in his heart: "Hmm... plus the wings of the fourth-level spirit beasts, seventy-eight pairs should have been collected, I don’t know. How is it going on my father's side?"
Thinking about this, the ancient tee stepped on his feet and flew straight to the other direction, disappearing for a moment. Only this poor spirit beast is left, still rolling his eyes, blood is flowing from behind, there is no one to stop the bleeding, life or death is uncertain...
On the other hand, on an empty ground, three five-level spirit beasts shrank and stood in a row, staring at the front in fear. Zhuo Fan walked towards them leisurely, with indifference in his eyes, but his forehead was shining with bright green flames.
Otherwise, if it weren't for this Qingyan suppression, even if these spirit beasts were afraid of Zhuo Fan, how could they shrink so much that they would lose the strength to escape?
"Three of you, turn all of you back!" Zhuo Fan's eyes flashed coldly, and he made a cold voice.
The three spirit beasts trembled and looked at each other, but they were forced to turn around, tearful eyes, I don't know who to tell!
They can't figure out why a mere human being is so coercive that they can't afford to resist at all? Is this clearly the aura of their boss!
Zhuo Fan touched the Qingyan on his head and smiled secretly in his heart.
If he hadn't had this strong momentum, he would have to spend some setbacks if he wanted to deal with these fierce beasts. It's better now. I gave an order to let them die, and they immediately queued up to the edge of the cliff, but they were obedient to the point that they could no longer be obedient!
Slowly came behind a spirit beast, Zhuo Fan's mouth was curled up with an evil arc, and his hands lightly placed its wings.
I can't help but tremble, and the spirit beast's heart suddenly tightens, and his head is covered with cold sweat. But it didn't wait for it to be ready, but after hearing a crisp sound, a piercing pain suddenly hit my heart, and the pain made it wailing and tears streaming down its face. Blood is gushing from behind, and it can't be stopped!
"Okay, get out!" Without looking at it again, Zhuo Fan sneered.
The corners of the spirit beast's mouth collapsed, dragging its crippled body both aggrievedly and sadly, and walked towards the depths of the forest. The blood stains along the way were so terrifying.
The other two spirit beasts, seeing the tragic figure of the dear man, were all shuddered in fright, looking at Zhuo Fan's eyes, full of pleading, they almost cried.
They are dignified five-level spirit beasts. In this Ten Thousand Beast Mountain Range, they are big and small.
It's too **** humiliating to line up and wait for someone to pull out their wings now! But there is no way, people have Qingyan suppressing them, they can only obediently submit!
Tear, tear!
There were two more crisp sounds, and the two spirit beasts wailed together, and the sound shook the sky, full of sorrow. With a wicked smile on the corner of Zhuo Fan's mouth, he waved his hand.
The two spirit beasts could only look at each other, wailing again and again, and walked on the old path of the previous dear friend, dragging a miserable body, step by step into the dense forest. Only the blood sprinkled all the way on the ground seemed to show how cruel they had just been tortured!
After a long sigh of relief, Zhuo Fan put the three pairs of wings into the ring and nodded in satisfaction.
In this way, you are one step closer to your goal!
However, before he continued on the road, looking for the traces of the other spirit beasts, a red light suddenly appeared, and the figure of the ancient tee suddenly fell in front of him.
"Father, I have collected seventy-eight pairs of wings, how about you?" Gu Santong flushed his face and raised his head proudly.
Zhuo Fan gave a faint smile and raised his eyebrows triumphantly: "Daddy is about the same as you, two hundred and thirty-five pairs!"
"Uh, the name is almost the same?" His face collapsed in an instant, and Gu Santong said dissatisfied: "Father, you are too shabby. Every time I look for those spirit beasts, I chase them all over the mountain. Thank you, as soon as Qingyan came out, they all gave in obediently. If this goes on, I won’t be able to catch up even if I shoot a horse. I’m sure to lose this game!"
The ancient tee stomped bitterly and pouted.
Three months ago, he and Zhuo Fan came to the Ten Thousand Beast Mountain Range. They thought they were going to dig elixir, but unexpectedly, they were looking for flying spirit beasts and pulling their wings, so he suddenly lost his interest. .
At this time, Zhuo Fan made a bet with him that if he could pull off a thousand pairs of spirit beasts' wings first, he would be rewarded with ten Eight-Rank elixir. That's why he will spare no effort to run all over the mountains.
But after the real comparison, he knew that Zhuo Fan still has such a secret weapon that the spirit beasts of the entire mountain range can listen to his orders.
In this way, half a month later, Zhuo Fan easily surpassed him several times. He wants to go ahead and win back, but there is no hope.
No matter how strong his brute force is, it can't be as efficient as Zhuo Fan Qingyan. Thousands of beasts line up to die, right?
Seems to see the dissatisfaction in his heart, Zhuo Fan chuckled lightly and coaxed: "Uh, the third son, so let's do it, dad still counts a thousand. As long as you pull out a thousand pairs of wings at dad Before, unplug three hundred pairs, even if you win!"
"Really?" His eyes lit up, and Gu Santong happily called out: "That's a deal, I will go now!"
However, before he waited for him to search for the flying spirit beast, he turned his head and wondered: "By the way, what do you want so many spirit beast wings for? Don't you think your wings are too monotonous? I change them every day. Does it work? Just like the maids in the imperial city, they change different jewelry every day!"
"I'm not a woman, I don't have so much trouble!" His cheeks couldn't help but he couldn't help but Zhuo Fan was speechless for a while and waved his hand hurriedly: "Well, do your work, sooner or later you will know!" /
"Okay!" Shrugged indifferently, the ancient tee noncommittal.
Anyway, he just wanted to get the rewards of those eight-level panacea. As for what Zhuo Fan wanted so many wings for, it had nothing to do with him, so he didn't bother to inquire.
Huh!
Suddenly, before the ancient three links had time to find the whereabouts of the flying spirit beasts, a hurricane that swept across the sky suddenly blew in front of them.
In an instant, flying sand and rocks covered the sky and the sun, and dark clouds covered the entire Ten Thousand Beast Mountain Range. At the same time, a strange bird with a length of one hundred feet and three heads, covered with black feathers, appeared in front of them.
With a flap of wings, the gurgling black wind will blow everything on the scene to pieces!
The pupils couldn't help but shrink, Zhuo Fan unconsciously took a breath, and said in surprise: "Nine-level spirit beasts, three monsters? How can it come here, this is the activity of sixth-level spirit beasts. Area!"
"Daddy, can its wings be used, how about we pull off the pair of wind wings?" Gu Santong's eyes lit up and suggested.
But as soon as his voice fell, Zhuo Fan hurriedly stopped: "Little third son, don't be fooling around, this ninth-level spirit beast is enough to run rampant in the sanctuary. Even if we join forces, it is definitely not itss. Enemy of One!"
The pupils couldn't help shrinking, Zhuo Fan's heart trembled, and he grumbled and swallowed dryly.
It is really hard for him to believe that there are such spirit beasts in Fan Tier!
Although he knew that the Ten Thousand Beast Mountain Range was even deeper, and the sixth-level spirit beasts dared not step into the area, he had already guessed that there were even more terrifying existences inside.
But he has self-knowledge and dare not explore it easily. The Ten Thousand Beast Mountain Range is an endless treasure trove. Before he reaches that level, he must not open it easily, otherwise there will be life concerns.
But now, the fierce beast in that treasure house suddenly flew out and hit him by surprise, leaving him unprepared!
"Daddy, can't your Qingyan suppress it?" At this time, Gu Santong reminded.
Hearing this, Zhuo Fan came back to his senses and cursed secretly why he had forgotten this, so he hurriedly put on his forehead, igniting the flames again.
However, it’s okay that it’s non-combustible. When it’s burning, the three crows that have been flying in the sky suddenly paused, and then the three huge heads all looked down and were surprised. Voice: "Hey, you guys are here!"
Speaking, its three heads also lit up cyan flames!
Seeing this, Zhuo Fan was completely dumbfounded...