PS: This chapter is late, guys, I'm sorry, it's a bit of a cardin

The Middle Continent is barbaric and primitive, but the place with a strong aura is the same as the human race, which is rare, so the tearing caused by the fight for territory can be seen everywhere, especially among the middle and low-level demon beasts.

At this moment, in a valley that seems to be gloomy, but the aura is not weak, a race battle is being staged.

The sound of slashing and slashing shook the sky!

The colorful magic light, the magic weapon light, intertwined in the valley, it seemed gorgeous, but in fact it was the light of the god of death that dragged the living beings into hell.

On one side is a bull-headed demon beast, all tall and burly, two curved horns as sharp as knives, most of them are wearing heavy armor, holding a bold weapon to attack the opponent in close quarters, only a few are wearing hemp robes, pinching tricks in their hands, releasing spells one after another!

On the other side is a swarm of huge blue bees, the sound of flapping wings, buzzing, upsetting, as soon as the shot is a flying needle in the sky, which is difficult to guard, plus the light movement, has gradually occupied the top.

Above the ground, there was a river of blood, exuding a strong fishy smell, adding a bit of death to the already gloomy valley.

There are about nearly a thousand people on both sides, and most of the realms are between Zhujin Dan, and their strength is almost the same, and the leading demon beasts have all turned into human forms, and there are monks in the early stage of the Yuan Infant.

A burly man, a blue-robed Taoist!

The two of them unfolded their natural powers, and they bombarded each other in the sky, and no half of the other demon beasts dared to approach them within a hundred feet.

The axe is vertical and horizontal, and the needles are like rain!

The two sides were already red-eyed, and there was no angry questioning and shouting, only crazy roars and miserable roars.

......

High on the top of the mountain, Ye Bai sat cross-legged in the shadow of the big tree, looking down at the fight below. There was a heavy sense of thought in his cold eyes, and the slightest mysterious rhyme flowed in his eyes.

The attack of every monster!

Every monster has fallen!

The struggle and fall of every monster!

It was all clearly and slowly presented in his eyes.

Ye Bai's own aura gradually faded, and more complex aura intertwined with his body, as if he was no longer himself. Instead, he became one of the demon beasts that tore apart at the foot of the mountain.

I don't know how long it took, the killing in the valley finally stopped, and the blue-robed Taoist raised a bloody huge head.

The sound of cheers, accompanied by the sound of flapping wings, resounded through the valley together!

At the top of the mountain, Ye Bai stood up abruptly, drove a sword light, and swept towards the east. There was a faint look of disappointment in his eyes.

Comprehending the artistic conception and the heart of the artistic conception from the battle may be the best way and the fastest shortcut, in this battle, Ye Bai has already felt a faint breath of killing, destruction, ruthlessness, and death. Unfortunately, none of this was what he wanted. This level of tearing was not enough for him to comprehend the heart of destruction.

And at the moment after Ye Bai left, the blue-robed Taoist at the foot of the mountain suddenly raised his head and glanced in his direction.

A layer of fine sweat had already appeared on the forehead of the somewhat deformed face, and it had not been long since the battle began. He caught the feeling of being peeped at by the master, but it was already difficult to ride the tiger, but fortunately, the other party did not interfere.

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Referring to Ye Bai, since he left Fengshenling, he has not been in a hurry to walk in the land of demon beasts.

Every day except for rushing. In addition to boiling mana and expelling demons, there is only one thing to do, that is, where there is a large-scale tearing, he will go, hoping to feel the heart of destruction and artistic conception.

There are too many tears in the land of demon beasts, most of them have no reason at all, and Ye Bai has not intervened once, only from the perspective of a bystander, to understand the meaning.

Time flies, and it's three years in the blink of an eye!

In the past three years, Ye Bai has watched many tear-ups, but there has not been much progress except for a heart that has been exercised like stagnant water.

The comprehension of the Heart of Destruction seemed to be much more difficult than he imagined, and Ye Bai even faintly suspected in his heart that he had gone in the wrong direction, even if he completely exterminated the Soul Clan back then, he might not necessarily be able to comprehend the Heart of Destruction.

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On this day, when Ye Bai passed by a place called Absolute Wolf Ridge, the sound of tearing and killing came again.

Ye Bai vaguely remembered that Feng Qinglei had introduced it to him in the jade slip, the Absolute Wolf Ridge was occupied by a group of middle-level demon beasts called Storm Wolf, and their strength was quite good, just their own clansmen, and the attached power added up to four or five thousand, among which there were at least three Yuan Infant Demon Beasts.

"There is actually a demon beast that has the idea of attacking them? Could it be that which of the eight major races made a move?"

Ye Bai's eyes flickered a few times, his curiosity rose, he lowered his sword light, and dived towards the depths of the Absolute Wolf Ridge.

Before approaching the top of the mountain, a battlefield like a sea of blood was already imprinted into view.

On the mountainside of the ancient woods, there were corpses everywhere, blood flowed into a river, and the corpses of wolf-shaped, birds and monsters fell to the ground one after another, and their deaths were extremely miserable!

In the sky, three or four hundred Peng demon beasts of the Jindan realm circled and chased after the fleeing storm wolf, and with a movement of their necks, thick silver-white lightning shot out.

"Nine Heavens Lei Peng?"

Ye Bai's eyes widened slightly, Jiuxiao Lei Peng was one of the eight high-level demon beast races in the Central Continent, his strength was strong, and he was firmly among the top three, how dare the storm wolf provoke them? Or is it for what treasure?

Ye Bai looked at the top of the mountain and thought for a moment, his eyes were certain, the muscles of his body shook slightly, and he transformed into a thin young man with a large skeleton but no few taels of flesh.

Jiuxiao Lei Peng's strength is much stronger than that of the Flying Bear Clan, although Ye Bai himself is not afraid, but he will inevitably cause trouble for the Flying Bear Clan, Ye Bai still decided to change his appearance again.

Sou!

After changing his appearance, Ye Bai drove the sword light and went straight to the top of the mountain!

His sudden arrival immediately attracted the attention of the other Nine Heavens Thunder Peng, who were chasing the fleeing Storm Wolf, and immediately more than a dozen thunderbolts attacked in his direction!

"Get out!"

Ye Bai's eyes were like electricity, and he snorted coldly.

This shout, like a thunderbolt, the Jiuxiao Lei Pengs who were close to each other, had a sharp pain, and they could no longer control their bodies. Plant to the ground!

Four or five powerful divine senses shot from the top of the mountain!

Ye Bai's arrival immediately attracted the vigilance of the master on the top of the mountain, but after perceiving Ye Bai's mid-infant realm, he didn't care too much, and no one came down to stop him.

"Isn't it for some treasure?"

Ye Bai's doubts reappeared. If Jiuxiao Lei Peng wanted to destroy the Storm Wolf for some treasure, it was obvious that he would not allow the occurrence of extraneous branches and long nights and dreams, and someone would come to intercept him immediately.

After a dozen breaths, Ye Bai arrived at the top of the mountain.

The scene on the top of the mountain suddenly came into view.

On the top of the mountain, the houses and trees that had collapsed were blown to pieces. With a purple hurricane circling in all directions.

In the midst of the hurricane, dark clouds are rolling and thunder is filled!

Five or six humanoid figures, tall and thin, demon beast monks, standing in the void beyond the hurricane, all of them at the level of the primordial infancy, with a pointed eagle hooked nose on their faces, on their gloomy faces. With an evil smile, his eyes fell on the center of the hurricane.

Hurricane Center. Two figures stand facing each other!

A figure was a middle-aged man who was as thin as iron, covered in black fur, but only covered the small half of his body, and the exposed half of his body was scarred, and in some places it was already charred.

The appearance of this monster beast after its transformation. It's not very handsome, his face is narrow and long, and his temperament is majestic with a cold and ruthless color, although he is already injured, he doesn't even moan.

on his back. There is also a wolf cub that seems to have been born for a long time, and it looks fluffy and cute, but it has passed out.

The Patriarch of the Storm Wolf!

When Ye Bai saw his appearance, he immediately remembered Feng Qinglei's introduction and recognized his identity.

The strength of his opponent, like him, is in the middle of the Yuan Infant, a purple-haired young man, wearing a white robe, tall, handsome, but the long eagle hook nose adds a three-point yin owl aura, and his body exudes a strong murderous aura and thunderous aura.

The white robe on his body was torn in many places, blood stains were faint, and he seemed to have some injuries, but he was still carrying his hands behind his back, and he had a playful look like a cat playing mouse on his face.

The fourth elder of the Nine Heavens Lei Peng clan, Lei Ao.

Ye Bai also recognized his identity, this person was an extremely ruthless character.

Seeing Ye Bai coming, several people neatly turned their eyes and glanced at him.

The other Nine Heavens Lei Peng smiled evilly, and Lei Ao had a murderous flash in his eyes, but he didn't rush to order the other people to make a move against Ye Bai.

Zhan Lang's eyes flashed with disappointment, obviously he didn't expect Ye Bai, a strange Terran monk, to risk offending the Nine Heavens Lei Peng clan to save him.

"Lei Ao, do you really plan to kill them all?"

Zhan Lang's gaze turned back to Lei Ao, and he said inwardly: "Our Storm Wolf is a race attached to the Howling Moon Heavenly Wolf, aren't you afraid of provoking a war between the two races?"

When Lei Ao heard this, the essence flashed in his eyes, and he smiled and said: "For the sake of a vassal race, provoke a war between the two races, I think that old guy from the Howling Moon Heavenly Wolf will not do such a stupid thing." ”

Zhan Lang's eyes sank, as the patriarch, of course he understood this truth, but he just hoped that the other party would have scruples and save his beloved son's life, hearing this, Zhilu Dao was not spared today, and asked: "Why did you slaughter our Storm Wolf? ”

When Lei Ao heard his words, he first laughed wildly, and then the laughter stopped, his eyes showed a crazy color, and he said with a gloomy atmosphere: "My purpose is to comprehend the artistic conception of killing from the boundless sea of blood, if I can comprehend the artistic conception of killing after killing you, I may be able to consider letting your son go!"

When Zhan Lang heard this, his face was stunned!

Ye Bai also didn't expect that the other party actually did this in order to comprehend the artistic conception of killing, not for any treasure.

"If I can't realize it, I will continue to kill, and then go to slaughter other races, until I realize the artistic conception of killing!"

Lei Ao's face was extremely cold.

In Zhan Lang's eyes, a strong color of sadness and grief flashed, it turned out that his own race was just a stepping stone for the other party to comprehend the artistic conception.

Lei Ao glanced at him and said with a wicked smile: "If you want to blame, blame that guy named Ye Bai in the Western Continent, if he hadn't broken the secret of advancing from the dust, I wouldn't have had such a strong desire to comprehend the artistic conception!"

Hearing this, Ye Bai's eyes narrowed slightly!(To be continued......)