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Yang Yi took out the hard dry food from his body, and while tearing and gnawing with relish, he looked up at the top of the mountain that towered in the sky.

After two days and two nights of arduous trekking, Yang Yi finally stood at the foot of the Thorny Sky Mountain. The mountain is thousands of meters high, and there are no barren grasses and woods in the whole mountain, only jagged rocks and a purple long-leaved tree.

The Thorny Sky Mountain is full of golden soil, brilliant and dazzling, really like a pile of gold.

After resting a little at the foot of the mountain, Yang Yi finally began to go deep into the Thorny Sky Mountain, where every inch of land was valuable.

Two hours later, the rugged and winding mountain road, more than a kilometer on the belly of the mountain, was completely gone. Next, the remaining 2,000 kilometers to the top of the mountain are really steep and prohibitive.

"The next two kilometres take at least three times as long. Yang Yi looked at the steep mountain road in front of him, and there was no fear in his heart, he took out the cold moon long knife that killed the giant python, plunged into the mountain crack above, followed by a hard wrist support, and stepped on the two-meter-high hole with his right foot.

Yang Yi took a short break, raised the Cold Moon Long Knife again, and plunged deeply into the cliff above............

The sun rises from mild in the morning to noon.

With the strength of his wrist, Yang Yi jumped up from the steep mountain wall and stood firmly on the edge of a mountain threshold that was only half a foot wide.

"Finally climbed up. Yang Yi took a heavy breath, looked down at the cliff below that was at least a thousand meters long, and still felt a little afraid when he thought of the dangers he had encountered just now.

On the smooth and steep mountain wall of the thousand meters, Yang Yiquan relied on the strength in his hand, and climbed up one threshold after another with the sharp cold moon long knife in his hand.

"It's only a few hundred meters. Yang Yi looked up at the golden peak above, and there was a faint excitement in his heart.

Long.

Yang Yi finally climbed to the highest peak of the Thorny Sky Mountain. He sat down on the floor resting as he looked around. I saw countless long-leaved trees growing around, as if the peaks were also rendered purple.

"Roaring ............"

Suddenly, a long, low roar seemed to sound from far ahead. Soon, there was another chirp of Qingyue.

"It was a voice from the wild desert. Yang Yi remembered the purpose of this visit, hurriedly stood up, pulled out the piles of long-leaved trees growing in front of him, and came to the edge of the high cliff.

Yang Yi stood quietly, his eyes looked over the thin fog in front of him, and saw that there was a vast barren sea of sand many miles away.

At this time, there was a monster beast the size of ten lions with a head that looked like a giant lion but had a pair of sharp teeth, and was facing a sand beast that had incarnated into countless incarnations.

The lion beast roared as it spewed fire from its mouth and attacked the sand beast in a furious rage. It's just that the body of the sand beast is ever-changing, and when it encounters a pile of flames, it immediately disperses into a pile of sand. Then, it changed into the shape of various birds and beasts, and suddenly changed into a giant wolf, raising its long claws behind it to attack the lion beast. Suddenly it turned into a giant bird, flapped its wings and flew to the lion's head, attacking the lion's eyes with its beak............

The lion beast's huge mouth opened and spit out streams of waterfall flames, but it could not attack the sand beast's body, and it couldn't help but roar.

"The sand beast is ever-changing, and as soon as its body is attacked, it immediately turns into a pile of loose sand. Over time, when the giant lion demon beast was exhausted, it was inevitable that it would die tragically at the hands of the sand beast. Yang Yi watched the battle quietly for a long time, and couldn't help but sigh secretly.

The lion beast was indeed very powerful, and the waterfall-like flames gushed out of its mouth seemingly endlessly, spreading out for hundreds of meters. However, no matter how powerful the lion beast was, if it couldn't hurt the sand beast's body even a point, it would be a waste of strength.

Yang Yi was almost sure of the outcome of the lion beast's defeat, and he had no interest in watching the battle, and his eyes suddenly turned to the center of the sand source, a more lively battlefield.

Over there, there were more than a dozen giant wolves with blood-colored hair, besieging a violent bear dozens of meters high. As soon as Yang Yi saw the image of the violent bear, he couldn't help but think of the shape of the Southern Dipper Violent Bear. The shape of the Storm Bear is really similar to that of the Southern Dipper, and the tail dragged behind it is very thick and long, not at all as short as ordinary bears.

Right now, the dozen or so giant wolves turned into gray hurricanes and launched a sneak attack on the violent bears. And the violent bear relied on his strong body, ignoring the claws of the giant wolf at all, and only cared about catching the giant wolf that turned into a hurricane around him with a huge bear paw. Every bombardment of the violent bear holding its giant palm always caused the air to tremble violently, causing a "bang!" explosion.

"What a powerful force. If you slap that pair of bear paws, even a small mountain will be destroyed. Yang Yi faintly thought that even if the violent bear couldn't win the giant wolf, he would definitely not lose this battle. The claws of those giant wolves couldn't hurt the violent bears at all.

Suddenly, a long, piercing groan sounded in my ears.

Yang Yi couldn't help but look up, only to see a huge figure, falling down like lightning from a high altitude.

A huge python body, with a pair of bright red antlers on its head and two pairs of sharp long claws under its abdomen.

"That's a dragon!" Yang Yi was shocked, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

The dragon clan is definitely an extremely powerful demon beast, and as soon as it is born, it has the power of a three-tailed demon beast. When he grows up, he has at least the power of a four-tailed demon beast. In the land of Huaxia, there is no demon beast race with a bloodline more powerful than them. In addition, the history of the dragon clan is also very long, and even the ethereal period of the gods in the bard poet's character, the dragon clan has appeared on the stage of history.

Yang Yi didn't know much about the dragon clan before, only vaguely knew a little. Among the dragons, there is a golden dragon that is extremely common, and it is a large lizard with wings on its back. On the contrary, dragons are very rare, and they are known as the dragons with the purest blood. It is said that the dragon has the blood of the gods of the constellation Draconus in its body, and is the noblest and most ancient ancient dragon species.

The dragon swooped down on the hurricane-like wolves below, and when it opened its mouth, countless bolts of lightning appeared.

Immediately, several gray hurricanes were thrown outward, turning into several giant wolves scorched all over their bodies. Blinding lightning poured out of the dragon's mouth endlessly. Soon, several more giant wolves were reduced to ashes.

The group of giant wolves finally panicked, and didn't care about besieging the violent bears again, and immediately scattered in all directions.

Storm Bear excitedly picked up his giant palm and strode forward, keeping up with the last few giant wolves.

"Bang!

Immediately, under the paws of the huge bears, two giant wolves turned into meatloaf. The remaining giant wolves were even more panicked, turning into gray hurricanes one after another, and soon fled to the distance of the sea of sand.

The dragon slowly descended to the ground and whispered twice at the Stormbear. Then, the bear took two steps forward and sat firmly on the dragon's back.

The dragon's groan sounded again. The dragon danced with its long tail and flew high into the air with the violent bear.

"That storm bear and the dragon know?" Yang Yi's face was stunned, looking at the dragon that flew towards the end of the sand sea.

Yang Yi's eyes were full of disbelief. The Demon Beast Dragon Clan was willing to let a violent bear sit on top of him? Unless he saw it with his own eyes, I am afraid that no one would believe it anymore.

The sky was getting darker.

Yang Yi stood on the highest cliff of the Thorny Heaven Mountain, looking down on the countless demon beast races in the barbaric desert, watching them perform scenes of brutal and bloody tearing and slaughter.

"Two hundred and thirty-nine, two hundred and forty ............" Yang Yi silently thought about the types of demon beasts in the sand sea, only to realize that there were already two hundred and forty kinds of demon beasts in front of him. And farther away from the vast sand sea, in a place that Yang Yi couldn't see, I don't know how many kinds of demon beasts there were.