In the Valley of the Evil Atmosphere.

Xu Yang, Murong Yu, Gongsun Zhi and Black Boy Zhang Li stood side by side.

Twenty feet away from the four of them was a young man in a yellow shirt who was not good-looking, and an inconspicuous cat that was only a few feet in size.

The yellow-shirted young man stood with one hand behind his back, his sharp eyes were like a thousand-year-old monster, deep and vicious. If his eyes at the moment are a knife, it must be a knife that has killed many people.

Next to the boy in the yellow shirt is his black tiger striped cat that he always holds in his arms on weekdays.

The eyes of the tiger cat flashed with blue-gray light, which was very cold, and it was completely devoid of its previous cuteness.

At this moment, the tiger striped cat, the hair stands up like a steel needle, the pouting nose is like a fort, the hooked teeth are like a sharp sword out of the sheath, and the purr in the mouth is like thunder. It wasn't a cat, it was just an unruly tiger.

Murong Yu said loudly to the opposite side: "Presumably, Your Excellency is the master of this evil atmosphere valley. May I ask if there is a teleportation array or passage to the third layer of space in this evil atmosphere valley, and the four of us are just passing by. ”

When Xu Yang and the four of them entered the Evil Atmosphere Valley and passed by the dry corpse forest, they knew that they were going to have a life-and-death struggle with the evil cultivators in this Evil Atmosphere Valley. Whether to become a dried corpse hanging on a branch or to live, of course, is the latter.

In order to get more favorable information, it is better to make some verbal temptations first.

The yellow-shirted young man said, "I can't remember the way to the third dimension. That's not important, though. ”

Murong Yu said: "This is very important to us. If you can tell us about the entrance and get out of the way, we probably won't have to fight you. ”

"The road is right under your feet, but it's not the road to the third dimension," the yellow-shirted young man's eyes narrowed slightly, paused, and then said, "It's the road to hell." ”

Murong Yu turned his head to look at Xu Yang and the others, and said, "It seems that I can't get more useful information from his mouth, only a battle." ”

Gongsun Zhi said: "I can't see clearly that this yellow-shirted young man's cultivation is at the same level, but most of it is a Daoming Realm with a higher level of cultivation than our Yuan Soul Realm. ”

The black boy Zhang Li said: "In the realm of cultivation, although he is so much higher than us. But there are four of us, and we can overcome him. ”

After speaking, the black boy Zhang Li glanced at Xu Yang and waited for Xu Yang to give orders.

Just now, Xu Yang used a behemoth killing array to destroy hundreds of evil spirit tigers, and the combat power he showed had already exceeded the definition of a Yuan Soul Realm cultivator. Even Daoming Realm cultivators who specialize in cultivating formations are very rare people who can control a killing array of such a scale by themselves.

Therefore, with Xu Yang by his side, a Daoming Realm monk blocking the road is not a terrible thing.

Xu Yang said: "This guy playing with cats on the other side is in the second layer of the Demon Suppression Realm, and one person occupies such a huge evil atmosphere valley, it must be an evil cultivator with some means. Before, he used the power of evil aura to conjure up a hundred tiger spirits that were difficult to entangle, and we fought with him here, and he had a good position. After a while, everyone should be careful and not fall into his trap. ”

At this moment, the yellow-shirted young man's gaze fell on the black boy Zhang Li's body, and he pointed with his hand: "The black boy opposite, if I guess correctly, you are from the Tyrant Tribe, one of the Tyrant Tribes in the Southern Regions." ”

The black boy puffed up his chest and said, "Exactly, I guess you are also from the Tyrant tribe of the Southern Regions." ”

"I'm from the bravest tribe of the Southern Regions Tyrant Tribe, the Tyrant Tribe, that is the top tribe in the Tyrant Alliance", the yellow-shirted young man looked cold, "You just called me a coward?"

"Aren't you? You ran faster than a cat just now, and I thought you were from the Soft Cat Tribe?"

The yellow-shirted boy's face contorted

After a while, he held back two words: "Fart." ”

The black boy opened the corners of his mouth to express disdain, and said sharply: "Coward!"

"You, you, don't talk nonsense. When the yellow-shirted boy heard the word coward, he trembled with anger. After a moment, it seemed that something came to mind, "Hahaha." ”

He burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" said the black boy, raising his eyebrows.

"A thousand years ago, I alone slaughtered seven hundred and sixty-three so-called tribal warriors of your Tyrant Tribe. The yellow-shirted young man looked smug and wiped his lips with his hand, "The smell of seven hundred and sixty-three blood souls is still unforgettable, it was a big meal. ”

The black boy frowned, his eyes showed a fierce light, and he said sharply: "You are a blood tiger? ”

"That's right, I'm the Blood Tiger. The yellow-shirted young man's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said coldly: "Today, all four of you will die, and you will all be sucked dry by me, and the dried corpses hanging on the branches on the way here will be companions." ”

Aiming at ——, tiger-striped cat let out a high-pitched scream.

The yellow-shirted boy and the tiger-striped cat beside him moved at the same time. The wind was blowing under their feet, rolling a circle of dark and evil atmosphere.

The yellow-shirted young man rushed forward, pinching the trick with both hands, and reciting the blood mantra in his mouth, "My blood is the guide, the blood of the tiger, and the blood soul resonates ......"

The tiger-striped cat beside the yellow-shirted boy stretched out on all fours and grew larger at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a blood-eyed tiger the size of a zhang.

The next moment, the blood-eyed evil tiger turned into a bloody light and submerged into the body of the yellow-shirted young man.

His body shape changed abruptly. He became a half-human, half-tiger weirdo, half of his face was a human, half of his face was a tiger, and his height skyrocketed to three feet.

Airplanes!

The heavens and the earth shook, and a thick pillar of red blood soul light burst out from the half-human, half-tiger strange man, and the blood tide under his feet kept tumbling, and blood-colored arcs popped outward, which was a powerful blood soul realm. It has surpassed the level of the Yuan Soul Realm Monk's Soul Domain, and it is already a powerful Soul Domain of Daoming Realm Monks.

Everywhere you go, you redefine the power of the realm.

Behind the strange man, a ten-zhang tall blood tiger phantom appeared.

It's like a collection of blood and soul techniques, the art of human and beast fusion.

The art of fusing humans and beasts can only be done perfectly by a very high-level beast exorcist. It is very difficult for other monks to do so, even if they have a natal spirit pet. If you don't do it, it will be completely beastly and the end of the soul being torn apart.

Seeing this, the black boy Zhang Li hurriedly calculated in his heart: "It's the technique of fusing humans and beasts, but looking at the appearance of this guy, it's just a half-finished product." ”

He couldn't hold back the fighting spirit in his heart, and shouted: "The hatred of the Tyrant Tribe, thousands of years ago, let me, the warrior of the Tyrant Tribe, solve it." ”

Whoa——, the three-eyed bear beside him let out a roar, as if declaring war.

Immediately afterwards, the body of the three-eyed overlord turned into a black streamer and submerged into the body of the black boy Zhang Li.

The black boy Zhang Li's figure suddenly skyrocketed, and he was in the blink of an eye. An extra eye appeared in the middle of his eyebrows, just like the three-eyed bully before him.

A powerful tyrannical aura emanated from his body, and circles of dark black domineering aura slammed into the void, as if it was his unique tyrannical realm.

And at this moment, the aura exuded by the black boy Zhang Li had already refused to let the Daoming Realm monk. The orc fusion technique can temporarily greatly improve the monk's skill, and it is also the hole card of the black boy.

"Brute art - overlord change!"

The next moment, the two of them collided in one place.

Both are as follows:

Wrestling with a real beast, teeth, claws, everything.

The fur of the beast flew wildly, and the surface of the body was dyed red.

Xu Yang, Murong Yu and Gongsun Zhi, who were watching the battle from the sidelines, all showed surprise. It was the first time they had seen a black boy with all his firepower.

Murong Yu said, "Gongsun Zhi, have you ever shot that blood tiger on the head?" ”

Gongsun Zhi looked at the flame gun in his hand, shook his head slightly, and said: "The soul domain exuded by the two of them is too strong, it will affect the accuracy of my shot, and if I hit with all my strength, I am afraid that it will also hurt Zhang Li." ”

Xu Yang said: "Wait and see what happens, Zhang Li may not lose." ”

......

It seems that the half-tiger, half-human blood tiger is stronger, after all, he is a monster who has cultivated for thousands of years. I saw that as soon as he grabbed it with both hands, he grabbed Zhang Li's shoulders at once, and lifted it hard, and he was about to pick Zhang Li up from the ground.

And the black boy Zhang Li did not panic at all, he stretched out one foot to pin one of the other party's calves, one side of his body, one crotch, and clamped the opponent's back waist with both hands.

Corner Strike - Over-the-shoulder fall!

The half-tiger, half-human blood tiger was picked up entirely.

Bang!

With a loud bang, it was flipped to the ground in one fell swoop, and the huge impact smashed the ground into a large dirt pit.

"Good!"

"Good fall!"

"Well done!"

Xu Yang and the three applauded.

The half-tiger, half-human blood tiger has become a half-beast because its body has become a half-beast, and its physical strength is stronger than that of copper and iron. But this fall still made him break an arm.

"Oops", the blood tiger screamed in pain, shaking his body and crawling up from the dirt pit, his broken arm was visible to the naked eye rolling blood lines, and the broken bones and torn flesh healed quickly under the power of the blood soul.

But his head was still a little confused, and when he looked at the black boy Zhang Li opposite, a double image appeared in front of him.

Before the Blood Tiger could stand firm, the black boy Zhang Li let out a roar like an angry bear beast, and ——, pounced suddenly.

Knocking the opponent down, his iron fists slashed away.

Bang bang –

Each punch was enough to open the mountain and rubble, and the falling fist shadow was like a storm.

Punch down!

Blood Fly!

"Seven hundred and sixty-three punches are the revenge of seven hundred and sixty-three warriors from the Tyrant Tribe's tribe thousands of years ago. The black boy counted the fists he had smashed and roared loudly.

At this moment, his cheeks were already full of black beast hair, and his eyes showed a cold light like a bear beast.

Half-tiger, half-human guy, with a collapsed chest, a shattered face, red and swollen eyes, and blood from his nose and mouth....... , like a rotten watermelon. But he didn't mean to give up, his three fingers hooked slightly, and there were blood lines swimming above the fingertips.

Burst!

A large cloud of blood mist burst out from the blood tiger's body, and the powerful blood soul power quickly condensed, conjuring into a tiger head with angry fangs and biting towards the black boy Zhang Li.

The black boy Zhang Li suddenly felt a waking wind coming, and his body was forced to fly backwards and back.

As you step back, you clench your fists and smash them out together.

"Fist - Bear Roar!"

Suddenly, on the surface of the iron fist smashed by the black boy Zhang Li, a domineering bear head of the size of a zhang xu appeared.

Whew—

Bang!

The attacking Blood Tiger Technique was shattered by the power of the black boy's punch, and the sky was red.

And the figure of the black boy Zhang Li fell steadily ten feet away.

The blood tiger who was knocked down by the black boy Zhang Li for the second time actually stood up from the dirt pit again, he was already a bloody man.

The Blood Tiger put his blood-stained fingers to his mouth, stretched out his tongue and licked it, "Warm blood, the most delicious meal." ”