Soon, Yin Dong was seen by a monk who had built the foundation of the Holy Gate, and said lightly, and said in a faint voice: "Jumping beam clown, you still dare to come out to sneak attack?" In his words, he was full of contempt, looking at Yin Dong as disdainful as an ant, and he didn't regard Yin Dong as an opponent at all.

Yin Dong didn't mind, his eyes were more focused on the situation around this Holy Gate monk, it seemed that this guy was alone, and there was no companion around him. He shot directly, reaching out and slamming a blood dragon claw away.

At this moment, in the eyes of the Holy Gate Monk, it was not a blood-colored dragon shadow, but a vivid blood dragon, exuding a terrifying dragon might, coming through the void, and the blood color that shimmered with jade-like brilliance rendered his entire vision, which was intoxicating.

Mental Shock!

In a flash, a thought flashed in the mind of the Holy Gate Monk, his heart palpitated, and his body's instinct exploded, and he retreated violently, but his speed was not as fast as Yin Dong. Originally, the strength of the two was a big level apart, and Yin Dong also used the Dragon Teng Technique, wanting to fight quickly, how could he escape.

Bang!

Yin Dong's blood dragon claw slapped directly on the chest of the Holy Gate monk, and with a claw of his heart, his fingertips scratched the magic robe on his body, and a powerful devouring force came, and the flesh and blood essence of the heart was devoured first, and he was killed directly before he could scream.

"So wasted?" Yin Dong was a little surprised, it really made this Holy Gate monk die.

Actually, he didn't understand, the blood dragon claw pierced into the opponent's body, he could directly devour the opponent's flesh and blood essence, and the heart was no better than the rest of the limbs, the Holy Gate monk couldn't survive if he wanted to cut off his limbs, and it was too late, so before the other party could react, the heart flesh essence was devoured, and the heart was gone, so he could not die?

After Yin Dong was surprised, he felt that in addition to headshots, attacking the heart was also a good way to kill the enemy quickly.

The mysterious shell could sense his thoughts, and couldn't help but stab - by now, he will have a blood dragon claw, what is there to be proud of?

Sneered, Yin Dong didn't answer the shell, what does it matter if the attack method is too simple, for the time being, he doesn't have time to practice other combat skills, anyway, the blood dragon claw is very easy to use, whether it is a headshot or a heartbeat, it is easy to use.

The mysterious shell saw that he was silent, and threw a bait - I can teach you combat skills, leave the White Mountain base, and go to the Devil's Bay to kill the Nine Nether Python, your strength will definitely skyrocket!

Yin Dong ignored it, the Baishan base was facing the crisis of annihilation, how could he leave at this time? He also ran to the Devil's Bay to kill the Nine Nether Pythons, with his strength, it was hard to say whether he could see the Nine Nether Pythons, and the dead shells still wanted to fool him into killing the Nine Nether Pythons, but it was just a plan to transfer the tiger away, but unfortunately he was not so stupid!

Yin Dong continued to fly forward, and did not deliberately hide his figure, and was soon discovered by a group of Holy Gate disciples, who immediately made them scream as if they had been beaten and outflanked him.

The disciples of the Holy Gate basically didn't know Yin Dong, but because the Holy Gate listed him at the top of the must-kill list, they all described his appearance, that is, the electronic devices were useless, otherwise they would definitely get him a wanted warrant with a color photo.

At this moment, these Holy Gate disciples saw Yin Dong, and some of them guessed it at once: "It's Yin Dong, quickly, we have made a great contribution by killing this fisherman!"

Someone asked, "Do you want to report it?"

Suddenly, there was a voice of opposition, and there was only one reason, killing or capturing Yin Dong was more credit than reporting the news, they didn't want to report the news, but they were robbed of the credit.

"A group of weak scum who are not building a foundation, I really don't know where you got the courage?" Yin Dong's faint voice sounded, making the excited Holy Gate monks seem to be extinguished by the cold all of a sudden, and their hearts are cold.

Wait, did they get something wrong?

The Holy Gate received the news, this Yin Dong is a monk who is a wild road, and he is good at the formation path, and the Baishan Base Formation is from his handwriting, is his cultivation also good, and he has broken through to the foundation building period?

The next moment, Yin Dong directly answered them with practical actions. He waved his hand and clapped continuously, and the blood-colored dragon shadows leaped out, with rolling blood, rendering a bright red arc light, as if the blood-colored smoke and dust brought up by the blood dragon were particularly dazzling in this storm-ravaged jungle.

In the sky, the wind and thunder were fierce, and the thunder that rolled through the sky made the blood-colored dragon shadow in the jungle even more powerful, and made the disciples of the Holy Gate frightened, and they quickly recognized the truth - they were not Yin Dong's opponents together, greedy, and would die!

A disciple of the Holy Gate wanted to warn, but before he could make a move, the blood-colored dragon shadow suddenly came, and it exploded with a bang, and the disciple of the Holy Gate was blown to the ground like the others.

There is no base monk under Yin Dong's hands, and he is no different from a weak chicken, and he can be killed. While Yin Dong was killing, his figure did not stop, and continued to sweep forward.

Even if the dead disciples of the Holy Gate failed to warn, the movements in this area could not be concealed from the strong men of the Holy Gate, and they were immediately outflanked by two spirit cultivation periods and three foundation building periods.

"Thief, you dare to kill my Holy Gate disciple!"

The monk who rushed to the front was a short fat man, but his speed was extremely fast, his whole body erupted with a roaring sound, his skin was covered with green tendons, and the whole person ran over, rampage, and the mountains, rocks and trees were all knocked away by him, like a fierce beast rolling over, and the sound was terrifying.

"A group of weak chickens, dwarf winter melons, come and die!" Yin Dong couldn't get used to hearing the lofty tone of the disciples of the Holy Gate, he had become a lost dog, and he had fled back to the secular world from the cultivation world, what kind of big-tailed wolf was he pretending to be?

Dwarf Winter Melon was angry: "Presumptuous!"

"Get out of you, it's not five inches tall, and it's still for Lao Tzu!" Yin Dong scolded angrily, if you want to beat, you can beat it, so much nonsense, the disciples of the Holy Gate are amazing, come one, he kills one, come two, kill a pair, can't kill it...... Then he will hide in the base array first, and then kill when his strength improves!

Yin Dong didn't talk nonsense, he started directly, and a faint dragon yuan glow diffused out from his body, enveloping his whole body, and a faint dragon power swept away.

In the jungle in the storm, the roar of beasts and birds came and went, and at this time, there was a roar of the shaking jungle from all directions, as if the beasts sensed the beast king.

"Kill!"

As a faint voice sounded, a blood-colored dragon shadow as solid as jade flashed and bombarded the dwarf winter melon. He is also a monk in the cultivation period, and he has always been invincible at the same level, so he thought that he would catch Yin Dong, a fisherman, by hand, but unexpectedly, as soon as Yin Dong struck, a strong crisis appeared in his heart.

It's so strong!

Who is this man?

Dwarf Winter Melon's heart jumped, and a thought came to mind—could this person be Yin Dong? Isn't he a formation mage?