Chapter 1206 The Witch Spirit Clan's framing Long Yue Pass was slapped away, Feng Hao was frustrated, and it happened in an instant, looking at Feng Hao's pale face, everyone reacted, especially Yan Qing, who immediately shifted the focus of his attack to this fierce beast of the first rank of the Martial King, preventing it from moving forward.

"Eight Directions Heavenly Thunder!"

The endless arcs around Yan Qing flickered, and with her words with a violent aura, all the arcs around it quickly condensed, forming eight heavenly thunders that shimmered with silver radiance, and the aura of destruction spread, and the fierce beasts around them all involuntarily retreated a lot.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

Eight heavenly thunders, one after another, without the slightest stagnation, all fell towards the fierce beast with scale armor, smashed it backwards again and again, roaring, but because of the characteristics of the thunder attribute, when the fifth heavenly thunder fell, it was defenseless, and its body stiffened, and the three heavenly thunders fell on it with a bang, exploding a few scales, blood flowed out, it screamed, and directly retreated towards the rear in embarrassment, a pair of red eyes, staring at Yan Qing deadly, full of ferocity and resentment.

"Oh, mother, why is that guy's strength so heavy?"

Long Yueguan also got up from the ground, holding the palm of the giant axe, the tiger's mouth had cracked, there was a touch of horror in his eyes, and his mouth was still shouting, but he was finally vigilant.

"Be careful, it's a Martial King Beginner Beast!"

Feng Hao glared at him angrily, and at the same time flicked a wisp of medicine to him, before he opened his mouth to remind, "Now quickly clean up the surrounding fierce beasts, don't take it lightly, Brother Ge, you pay more attention to its movements and ensure defense!"

"Hmm!"

Ge Hong nodded, almost urging the 'Qingming Gen Mountain Soil' with all his might, and suddenly the light rose again, and the slightest silk fell, making ripples.

And with the reduction of the surrounding fierce beasts, the fierce beast in the realm of the Martial King was finally a little uncontrollable, and it continued to launch sneak attacks, but it was all broken by Ge Hong, under the simultaneous attack of Feng Hao, Yan Qing, Long Yueguan, and Xie Yandong, it did not get any benefits, on the contrary, it was extremely embarrassed every time it was bombarded by Yan Qing's 'Eight Directions Heavenly Thunder', and once it was almost beheaded by Feng Hao and under the giant sword.

"Roaring ......"

After there were only more than 20 of more than 100 fierce beasts left, it let out a low roar from its mouth, and suddenly, on the original black body, there were flames, and gradually ignited a raging fire, dispelling the surrounding darkness, and it was covered in scales, at this time, it looked extraordinarily supernatural, and at the same time, a majestic power also spread out from its body.

"Huh!"

Its cold gaze locked on Yan Qing, and with a monstrous ferocity, it rushed directly towards Yan Qing, wanting to tear apart this person who had repeatedly made it suffer.

"Heavenly Thunder Finger!"

Yan Qing didn't panic, she chanted an ancient spell in her mouth, her fingers were full of thunder, and with a finger of her hand, a thunder dragon rose out of her fingertips, directly hitting its neck, dragging it down.

At the same time, Feng Hao and the three of them also moved closer to this side.

"Roaring ......"

In the distance, there was another low roar, and some noises, screams, seemed to be moving, and they were coming this way.

"Ge Hong, you deal with the others, try to delay the Lord, Brother Xie, Brother Long, let's do our best to solve it first!"

A purple glow flashed in Feng Hao's eyes, and his face suddenly changed, and after tearing apart a fierce beast on the side, he snorted lightly, and his figure moved like a phantom, and the pitch-black giant sword picked it up, and slashed towards the fierce beast that was soaring with fire.

"Roar!"

The fierce beast was furious at this time, and with a strong slap, a fire cloud rippled down, and with a series of sonic booms, it was suppressed towards Feng Hao.

"Whew!"

Feng Hao was not afraid, and without thinking about it, the giant sword in his hand slashed out, rubbing against the air with a piercing sound, hitting this layer of ripples, and suddenly, a huge force swept him out of the air, and he retreated more than a dozen big steps before he fixed his figure, and the corners of his mouth also carried a trace of blood.

Fortunately, Xie Yandong and Long Yueguan had already arrived, stopping the footsteps of this fierce beast and giving him a chance to breathe.

"Buzz ......"

With a buzzing sound, the handprint that turned the sky was formed, and a terrifying coercion rolled out, although it was not as intimidating as the peak of the Martial Emperor, but the power still existed, it seemed to be able to crush all things, and even heaven and earth could be subverted, so that all the fierce beasts around couldn't help but be stunned, looking at the giant hand that seemed to be the palm of a god, they all showed a look of fear.

At this time, the commotion in the distance was quickly transmitted, and the roar of the fierce beast was in my ears.

"Hey...... I'll leave it to you. ”

A gloomy laughter resounded, and Feng Hao and the others saw several figures passing by, and they immediately screamed in their hearts.

"Damn, it's the Witch Clan!"

Feng Hao glanced at it, and suddenly, a monstrous anger surged in his heart.

"Roaring ......"

In just a few breaths, a tiger-shaped fierce beast with a strange pattern depicted on its forehead quickly rushed over with more than a dozen fierce beasts of different shapes, and directly slaughtered Qiong Ling'er and others who were sheltered under the 'Qingming Gen Mountain Soil'.

"Print!"

Feng Hao shifted the target of the attack, and the condensed handprint fell directly towards the tiger-shaped beast.

"Bang Tom ......"

With the sound of an explosion, the handprint that turned the sky exploded directly, and the energy ripples fell layer by layer, and at the same time, the tiger-shaped beast also flew out, and the blood of the explosion was dripping, but it seemed that the trauma was not very serious, but the four fierce beasts that were just beside it were blown up and there were no bones left, and there was a pile of blood rain and broken flesh sprinkled on the ground.

"Damn, it's another fierce beast in the realm of the Martial King!"

Seeing that this tiger-shaped beast had actually withstood the power of the earth-shaking handprint, Feng Hao's face changed again.

If it hadn't come suddenly, as long as he was given a few more minutes, this handprint would have been able to shock the fierce beast of the Martial King realm, but at this time, it would have fallen short!

"Witch Spirits!"

A cold glint flashed in Feng Hao's eyes, but he didn't have time to think about it at this time, and shouted, "Retreat quickly!"

At the same time, he kept pinching out one by one the world-turning handprints and pressing them towards the two fierce beasts of the Martial King Realm, although he couldn't cause much trauma to them, but because of the special coercion carried on the sky-turning handprints, coupled with the attacks of Qiong Ling'er and Wan Xin, it was a drag on them.

The two Martial King realms, plus more than forty fierce beasts of the third or fourth realm of Martial Venerables, are not something they can deal with at this time, so retreating is the clearest choice, Yan Qing and the others heard this, they all entered the protection of the 'Qingming Gen Mountain Soil', and quickly retreated in the direction guided by the snow desert.