Alien beasts, as the name suggests, are completely different from ordinary beasts, with all kinds of powerful and incredible abilities, and they are also proportional to the martial arts, which can be divided into nine levels.

The first-order alien beast corresponds to the martial artist of the first level of body refining, and so on.

And this division of power is also very absolute.

Just like the tiger, known as the king of beasts, but that is for ordinary beasts, if it is against a foreign beast, even if it is only a level, it can tear the tiger into pieces and swallow it.

It sounds incredible, but the power of the beast is undoubted, of course, there will not be a lot of such existence, most of them live in the deep mountains and Daze, at least the Lingxian of Luoyun Mountain has never seen it.

However, there are hundreds of them.

The aura emitted by each of those evil wolves was not inferior to the powerhouses of the sixth or seventh layer of the refining period, and even surpassed them.

Ling Xian almost suspected that he had read it wrong.

The sixth layer of the refining period is equivalent to a first-class master, the supreme number of thousands of miles, and in the rivers and lakes, he can also be regarded as a face-saving character, as for the seventh layer, he is very obedient, and the top master can be called arrogant.

Such an existence, not to mention rare, is difficult to encounter in leisure.

However, in front of him, there were hundreds, and Ling Xian was also a bold immortal cultivator, but at this moment, he felt a chill down his spine, and hurriedly held his breath and condensed, fortunately, he released his divine sense, but he didn't have to be afraid of exposing his tracks.

The heart is more curious.

There must be a reason why there are so many alien beasts facing each other.

Roar!

The sound of a roar reaches the ears.

The roar of the fierce tiger was jaw-dropping, and at this moment Ling Xian looked at the behemoth in front of him, his body was long, and he was only a little bigger than an ordinary tiger, but every muscle was knotted and powerful, and the patterns on his whole body were mottled and mysterious, as if he contained some kind of Dao breath.

As the sound of the tiger's roar reached its ears, the surface of its body glowed red, and a layer of brilliant flames swirled and sprayed, gradually enveloping its entire body......

No, it's not a flame, it's a fighting spirit!

Ling Xian's pupils shrank, which was also introduced in the ancestor's jade pupil slip, the demon beast used the demon power, and the alien beast used the fighting energy.

The vindictive spirit is somewhat similar to the true qi of the martial artist, but the true qi is introverted, and the fighting qi is released, each with its own advantages and disadvantages, in the final analysis, it is also considered to be evenly matched.

But the vindictiveness in front of him ......

Ling Xian swallowed a mouthful of saliva, this white-fronted tiger was actually a peerless powerhouse, full of fighting spirit, condensed like an entity, comparable to a martial artist of the ninth layer of the body refining period.

It is staggering, but the group of vicious wolves is not afraid, but there is a bloodthirsty and crazy light in their green eyes, and their bodies also exude a fighting spirit, although they are not as majestic as the tigers, but they can't stand the large number, the aggregation of two or three hundred first-class masters, the momentum is also terrifying and cowardly.

"Hey, what's that?"

Ling Xian suddenly found that the tiger was carrying a wooden box on his back.

It is several feet long, and at a glance, it doesn't seem to be a big deal, but if you look closely, it has a bit of antique rhythm.

Ling Xian released his divine sense, but was blocked by that layer of wooden boxes that looked like an ordinary shape, and he was slightly stunned in his heart, could it be that this was some kind of treasure?

Roar!

The roar reached the ears again, but it was the two sides that made contact.

If you don't move, it's enough, and if you move, it's like a river bursting its banks.

Hundreds of demon wolves, advancing and retreating, are like hundreds of elite soldiers, arms like commands, some frontal pounces, some from the side bypass, sharp claws, cold flashing, fierce fighting spirit, but also set off countless stones and soil.

Bang bang bang

Ling Xian, who was on the side, was secretly speechless, is this really a group of strange beasts, not only is it ridiculously strong, but it seems that there is also a cooperation in the art of war between actions!

If you and the tiger change places, I am afraid it will be difficult to get out of the predicament, after all, the gap between the two sides is too great......

Roar!

Before this thought could be turned, an earth-shattering roar came into the ears, and the sound waves visible to the naked eye turned into countless raindrops and sprinkled overwhelmingly.

No, it wasn't rain, and everywhere it passed, it was devastating and decaying, and even the fighting spirit of the evil wolf was like paper paste, and there was nothing to resist the mountains, rocks, and trees, and it was beaten to a thousand holes.

The power of a roar is so much, this is the talent of the tiger in front of him.

Tiger Demon Roar Kill!

It turns sound waves into invisible attacks, and has unparalleled lethality within its reach.

Several vicious wolves in front of them bore the brunt of the attack, and they were directly beaten with a thousand holes, and then the tiger's tail swung and swept over like a steel whip.

There was an uproar, and it was also like a bamboo, and the seven or eight vicious wolves on the side were also swept out, foaming at the mouth, and they couldn't see it alive.

And its action is not over, it pounces on the front of a tiger, the surface of the claws is fierce, and several oncoming wolves are actually cut off by you.

Fierce is the only description, in the blink of an eye, there are dozens of vicious wolves who died in the tiger's mouth, worthy of being ninth-order beasts.

Whew!

Blood was sprinkled in the woods, but the remaining wolves did not retreat at all, and the splashing of blood seemed to stimulate the anger in their bones, and they pounced on the tiger one after another.

For a while, the fighting spirit was rampant, the cracking sound shook the heavens and the earth, and the two sides not only fought each other, but also competed with each other.

With Ling Xian's strength, he was also shocked to see it, but fortunately, the treasures left by the ancestors were very clear about the introduction of strange beasts, so he was impressed in his heart, but he was not too surprised.

There is a way for humans to practice martial arts, and the talent of alien beasts.

Everyone who practices martial arts knows that the so-called talent means that although alien beasts cannot cultivate martial arts like humans, they are born with the ability to comprehend all kinds of incredible stunts because of their bloodline.

For example, the powerful Tiger Demon Roar is one of them.

The more powerful the bloodline, the more natural and magical powers the beast comprehends, although it is not as complicated as the martial arts, but it is simple and direct, and the power is still outstanding.

At this moment, the wolves were fighting the evil tigers, and all kinds of talent and secret techniques were emerging one after another, Ling Xian was dazzled by it, and as time passed, the situation gradually became unfavorable to the tigers.

Although it is a ninth-level beast, its strength is comparable to that of a peerless powerhouse, but there are only many enemies of heroes, not to mention that the strength of these evil wolves is also staggering, all of them are above the sixth order, and there is even no shortage of seventh-order powerhouses.

Roar!

The tiger roar is no longer full of anger, and there are as many as a hundred wounds on the body, but the wolves are not happy, the tiger is not a lamb, desperately fighting back, and they have suffered heavy losses, and now there are less than ten people still standing.

But these ten heads are all the strongest, and all of them have surpassed the first-class, which is equivalent to the top masters among the martial artists.

And the three strongest ones are eighth-order alien beasts.

Grandmaster!

Ling Xian was dumbfounded, he was also a first-class powerhouse now, and what he had learned was the art of cultivating immortals, the challenge of skipping the level was as easy as eating and drinking, but if it was for the previous generation of grandmasters, he could only be restrained, and it was not so easy to challenge the leapfrog, let alone leapfrog two levels in a row.

In the battle just now, these ten vicious wolves have not made a move, recuperating, on the other hand, the tigers, covered in blood, are already at the end of the crossbow.

In Ling Xian's eyes, the situation of victory and defeat has gradually become clear, originally the life and death of both sides have nothing to do with him, but the target of those evil wolves is not the tiger, but the wooden box on its back.

What kind of treasure is that, in the fight just now, this ninth-order tiger is also desperately protecting.

Ling Xian was secretly curious in his heart, and his face showed a playful expression.

To say that he is not tempted is a lie, but he doesn't dare to take advantage of the scene in front of him.

Roar!

The roar came into the ears, and the invisible sound waves knocked down countless trees, and the tiger and demon roared and killed, but this time, the evil wolf did not hide at all, and also showed his own talent secret technique.

Their fighting spirit turned blood-red, and their claws stretched out a lot, shining like blades.

Wolf Claws!

"Yes, although it is not as powerful as his own Wind Spirit Divine Sword, the power is also staggering!"

Ling Xian quietly approached a few steps, ignoring the scene of flesh and blood flying in front of him, patiently looking for a good opportunity to see if there was a chance to fish in troubled waters?

The roar of the tiger and the howl of the wolf kept coming into my ears.

The ninth-order tiger was covered in blood, and the original brilliant fighting spirit was now as if it were nothing, and finally, it was bitten by a hungry wolf, and after struggling to beat the other enemy, it fell weakly.

The wolves suffered even more losses, leaving only five of them, but as survivors, the faces of these five wolves showed a very anthropomorphic smile, and the most sturdy black-haired giant werewolf stood up, and with one paw like a wooden box on the back of a tiger, he fished it out.

However, at this moment, a mutation protruded.

Laugh at......

From the bushes on the side, several sword qi shot out.

Someone sneak attacked!

This time it became hasty, although the strength of the giant wolf was equivalent to that of a grandmaster-level powerhouse among the human race, it didn't have time to hide, so he could only shout violently, and his fighting spirit rolled out.

But there is no use.

The fighting spirit of both offense and defense was like paper paste at the moment, and it was broken by the sharp sword qi, and the black giant wolf's face showed an incredible color, blood splashed out, and his head was removed, and at the same time, a figure flashed out like a streamer movie, took the wooden box from the tiger's back, and quickly disappeared into the jungle.

The whole process was full of ups and downs, and the few surviving hungry wolves were dumbfounded, and then their faces showed fury and chased after them, roaring away like Ling Xian.

"Whew. ”

The sound of wheezing came into his ears, Ling Xian felt that his heartbeat was like a drum, he had already comprehended most of the martial arts in the "God of War Technique", and at this time, he used the light skill number to chase the wind for thousands of miles, and with a slight jump, it was a distance of ten zhang, but the bodies of those hungry wolves were wrapped in a brilliant fighting spirit, and the speed between the leaps was not inferior to his own.

In just one hour, Ling Xian had already run for nearly a hundred miles, if it was a straight line distance, it would have been more than enough to reach Xiachuan Town, but unfortunately he didn't choose the road in a panic, Ling Xian didn't know where he was now.

The wolf is still in hot pursuit, but fortunately there is only one left.

The remaining three seventh-order wolves could no longer keep up with their pace, but the remaining one was an eighth-order master, and no matter how hard Ling Immortal tried his best, he couldn't get rid of it.

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