The fire qilin has a strong vitality, even if it cuts off its head, it won't be able to die for a while, and if it can be put back in time, it will not be much different from the degree of broken arms and legs.

However, this time is different, Wang Ping'an used thunder and lightning to break its neck bone, above the thunder and lightning, with a mysterious aura of destruction, no matter how much life origin the fire qilin gushes out, it is useless to repair the broken bones and repair the wounds.

"Tsk, what a good source of life, it's a pity to waste it like this. "Non-offensive and non-defensive ordinary alchemy Xiaoding, appeared by Wang Ping'an's side at the right time.

"Don't talk about it, you have the ability, put its head in the Dan furnace now, and the body will stay. Over the years, the monster meat has been tired of eating crooked, and I haven't tasted anything like the fairy beast or the divine beast. ”

"I don't participate in the battle of the native creatures. "Shennong Xiaoding is very principled, even if he sees the fire qilin passing away the origin of life, his heart hurts so much that he can't breathe, and he doesn't dare to help Wang Ping'an.

"Okay. Wang Ping'an was very helpless, and asked for support from outside the field for the last time, but seeing that Shennong Ding still didn't make a move, he might be afraid of the punishment of heaven.

So he raised his hands, and the aura gathered wildly between his arms, and then summoned a chain of lightning bolts, bombarding the fracture on the neck of the fire qilin.

Seize a weakness, then toss hard, and never give the other party a chance to recover.

After more than ten minutes, the fire qilin couldn't hold it anymore, and with a snort, he collapsed weakly in the pile of rubble, and his head had rolled down dozens of meters away.

The already small amount of energy and life source in the body has been wasted.

It already sensed the imminence of death.

It's so weak, so weak that I don't even have the words to question anything.

"I'm not reconciled, I'm not reconciled, I've been dormant for countless years, I've endured humiliation, is it just to wait for him to kill me? This is not in line with the content of the prophecy...... Not up to ......"

The aura of the fire unicorn became weaker and weaker, and its eyes gradually closed.

Congratulations to the host, kill the evil fire unicorn, and reward three seven-star zhilan, two flavorful blood ginseng plants, a pack of thirty-three incense powder of fairy grass, a set of unicorn cutting tools, and merit +10,000!

Wang Ping'an accepted the prize in front of him, and without looking closely, he put it into the system warehouse.

Everything else can be understood, after all, when the task is posted, the prize information is revealed.

It's just that what the hell is this merit of 10,000? How many bad things has this fire unicorn done in the past to provide 10,000 merits to himself?

It's just a bug.

It's as if it exists to provide itself with these ten thousand merits.

That's how the legendary brushing merit goes, right?

Anyway, this fire unicorn finally died, and Wang Ping'an fought with it for about two hours, too tired.

He sat on the ground, gasping for air.

It was the most tiring battle he had ever had since he regained his senses.

In the distance, there were cultivators snooping, Wang Ping'an was too lazy to take care of them, he was too lazy to take care of them, he could shoot whatever he wanted.

As an idol-level figure of a cultivator, he is used to it.

Uh, but why do their shots keep shooting at the dead unicorn?

With such a high appearance, he can't compete with a dead unicorn?

Hmph, in that case, I won't let you shoot it.

So Wang Ping'an waved his hand, and with a wave of his hand, he put the Qilin head and Qilin body into it.

There was nothing left at the scene except for pools of unicorn blood and pieces of extremely terrifying battle remnants.

Some little demon beasts and small insects who are not afraid of death, regardless of Wang Ping'an's threat, like they haven't eaten food for eight years, crazy to grab the blood of the unicorn.

Even if a stone is splashed with a little unicorn blood, it will swallow the stone without wasting a single thing.

"Erbao, are you okay?" Gu Qingcheng finally found Wang Ping'an, tired and sweaty, but he was too late and couldn't help much.

"It's okay, it's only been two hours of fighting, it's not worth mentioning. ”

"......" Gu Tingcheng's cheeks were slightly red, and he always felt that Wang Ping'an meant something.

"Let's go, let's go back, I'll invite everyone to have a barbecue." Just caught a little game for everyone to taste. Wang Ping'an said, he had already stood up, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and was about to leave.

"The game you're talking about can't be the fire qilin, right?" Gu Qingcheng looked around just now, but he didn't see where the fire qilin was.

"Yes, otherwise what kind of game is there that can let me cook it myself?" After speaking, he pulled Gu Qingcheng and rose against the wind, relying on the feeling of flying in the flesh, pulling the wind is pulling the wind, but he is really tired.

Gu Qingcheng covered his mouth in surprise and wanted to ask something more, but because the speed was too fast, he couldn't say anything.

The scenery under his feet, in the rapid retreat, in his ears, the wind whistling, clouds and mist around him, like a fairyland.

Is this what it's like to ride through the clouds?

It's really fluttering......

After landing, the legs are all soft.

When Wang Ping'an returned to Shennong Orchard, those cultivators who were secretly filming around had already excitedly boarded the Aura Recovery Forum and uploaded the video they had just taken.

"Look, the legendary fire unicorn, so terrifying, so powerful, but it's dead!

"I don't think anyone in the world can suppress the peaceful monk anymore, his current opponent is the legendary divine beast Fire Qilin!

"Worry about the black dragon in the East China Sea and the firebird in the south, next time, when Wang Ping'an's recipe is updated, will their names be added?"

There's nothing more shocking than a video.

Photos can be faked, but video fakes are obviously more difficult.

The video of Wang Ping'an and the fire unicorn fighting for 300 rounds has also been filmed, but the distance is a little far away and a little blurry.

The close-up shot is the scene of the fire unicorn's head in a different place, such a fire unicorn, even if it is dead, it is not something that a prop can make.

The momentum that looks at the world, the terrifying skin scales, and the strange appearance of the head and horns can prove that it is true.

But such a powerful divine beast was actually killed by Wang Ping'an, how terrible is the current Wang Ping'an?

Those famous factions suddenly closed the mountain gate, was it because they were beaten by him to close themselves?

The forum was full of discussions, all about the follow-up of this matter, as well as speculation about the future.

At this time, Wang Ping'an had already called everyone in the orchard to eat barbecue there.

There were too many people, and he was afraid that he would not have enough to eat, so Wang Ping'an asked people to prepare two grills, which were full of unicorn meat.

The thirty-three incense powder of the immortal realm that had been sprinkled with the system reward, and some flavor-enhancing immortal grass had been added appropriately, and that taste, across the Eight Desolation Banner Great Array, had made the cultivators in the village cry greedily.

Xiao Tiantian held a large string of unicorn barbecue, ate it with a mouth full of oil, and asked vaguely: "Uncle Ping'an, the unicorn meat is so delicious, where is it?

The little cutie who was reluctant to kill even the little white rabbit back then has already begun to want to kill the unicorn.