Yang Xuan'er's face turned gloomy at first, and her eyes were full of anger, "How dare you make such a non-sub-demand", but then she retracted and said lightly: "The Rat God Palm is the supreme combat skill of the Rat God Society, and only the Holy Maiden, the President, and the Dharma Transmission Elder can learn it. But it's okay to pass it on to you, it's just that if you want to learn the Rat God Palm, there is a precondition!"

"What conditions?" Zhang Qingyang originally wanted to deliberately embarrass her, but at this moment, he suddenly found that there seemed to be a door, and his heart immediately became hot.

"The condition is to join the Rat God Society. Yang Wan'er said with a smile.

"You're fooling me, I said I wouldn't join the Rat God Society. ”

"The Rat God Palm is infinitely powerful, but to put it bluntly, it is all borrowed power, and it is all borrowed from the Rat God. If you're not a member of the Rat God Society, Lord Rat God won't give you a reaction. Even if you learn the Rat God Palm, it will not be of any use, not only will the Rat God not lend you power, but you may be angry that your mind is not pure, and it is very likely that a thunderbolt will slash you to death. ”

Zhang Qingyang felt that she should not be lying, the Rat God Palm was magnificent and vast, and it really didn't look like a peerless study in the world. But in this way, he also gave up the mind of learning the Rat God Palm.

"In that case, then we don't have much to talk about. Zhang Qingyang turned around and wanted to leave.

Yang Wan'er immediately said: "Don't be so ruthless, there is more than one good thing in the world. What's more, for you, maybe the Divine Beast Atlas is more valuable. ”

When Zhang Qingyang heard this, he really stopped: "Do you have a divine beast map?"

Yang Wan'er said: "Sixteen kinds of constellation beasts, I don't know if you are satisfied?"

When it reaches the immortal level, if the pet beast wants to be promoted, the detailed appearance of the divine beast becomes very important. The more detailed the appearance of the divine beast, the greater the success rate of the pet beast's promotion.

Of course, each pet beast corresponds to a different divine beast, so the more divine beasts you master, the better, and you will be able to find a divine beast with a higher matching rate.

Zhang Qingyang's heart was hot, "Is the information complete?"

Yang Wan'er said: "This is the treasure of this Rat God Society, and the completeness of the information is naturally extremely high. Among them, 10 are more than 70 percent, three are more than 80 percent, two are 90 percent or more, and one is 100 percent. ”

Zhang Qingyang thought about it for a while, seventy percent was more than the average line of the Divine Beast Atlas currently in the world, although it was not high enough, but it was also very good. However, there were 100 percent, which made him very curious: "What kind of divine beast is 100 percent?"

"The fourth of the Seven Nights of the Northern Xuanwu Void Sun Rat. ”

Zhang Qingyang suddenly had a worry in his heart: "The sixteen star beasts are not all related to rats, right?" ”

Yang Wan'er's embarrassed look flashed: "There are three that are related, and the others are not related." ”

Zhang Qingyang nodded, the Titan Cat will definitely not choose the divine beasts related to rats, and it will definitely not be able to use the four kinds, and it would be good to have twelve left. "Show me the Divine Beast Atlas, if the completeness is really as high as you say, I'll change it with you. ”

Yang Wan'er said: "The treasure of the Divine Beast Atlas will naturally not be carried with you, and it will be kept in the Rat God Society. If you wish, give me the fishing whip, and after you withdraw from the dream spirit realm, I promise to give you the map of the divine beast. ”

After hearing this, Zhang Qingyang was immediately annoyed in his heart: "It turns out that this is your idea, the white wolf with empty gloves? The fishing whip is in your hand, and you will give me the map of the divine beast? I don't believe it, we have no foundation for trust." Unless you pay for it with one hand and deliver it with the other, I won't give you the whip. ”

Zhang Qingyang turned around and wanted to leave, but Yang Wan'er hurriedly said: "There is room for bargaining in everything, don't just leave." I have another clue here, a clue about a peerless science comparable to the rat god's palm. ”

"The Secret Method of Divine Spirit, it is said that it is one of the nine sons of the Divine Dragon, and after cultivation, it has great power. ”

Zhang Qingyang suddenly stood up and said, "Do you have a secret method?"

Yang Xuan'er saw that he was very interested, and smiled coquettishly before saying slowly: "The Secret Method of Fierce Beasts is said to be one of the most powerful secret methods in the Pet Beast Era, and there have been many top Pet Beast Warriors who have cultivated the Secret Method. Of course, I don't have this kind of powerful secret method, otherwise I would have practiced it a long time ago. However, I have a clue about the secret method of the Fox, and you can find the secret method of the Fox by following the clue. ”

Zhang Qingyang forcibly suppressed the heat in his heart, pouted and said: "Relying on a clue is like changing my fishing whip." I don't know if your clue is true or not, whether you can find the secret method of the fox is also between the two, but I have a genuine artifact in my hand. ”

Yang Wan'er said: "This can't help you. ”

Zhang Qingyang suddenly turned his head, and the knife slave stood not far behind him, looking basically fine, holding the knife in both hands, smiling and looking at him.

He turned his head, and the strength in Yang Xuan'er's body was booming, obviously she was just taking the opportunity to breathe and restore the weak period after the use of the Rat God Palm.

"With two against one, you're doomed. If thou wilt give me the whip of the fish, I will let thee go. ”

As soon as Yang Wan'er finished speaking, Zhang Qingyang only felt that his body was suddenly heavy, and he needed to spend several times his usual strength to walk as usual.

Just when Zhang Qingyang's face was shocked, Yang Xuan'er had already pounced, sharp mouse claws, and several cold lights across the sky, and came to Zhang Qingyang in a blink of an eye.

Yang Wan'er still maintained a kind smile on her face.

Zhang Qingyang realized in his heart that the other party didn't think about letting him go at all. Saying that handing over the fishing whip and letting you go is just to break his fighting spirit.

Zhang Qingyang retreated with difficulty, but his body sank again, and his movements suddenly lagged. He was startled and immediately summoned more force to regain his flexibility, but the rat's claws were already grasping at his chest. Thankfully, he recovered quickly, and the rat's claws left only a few bloody scratches on his chest.

The heavy footsteps behind him all rushed in stride, and Zhang Qingyang could guess the fat face of the knife slave full of cruelty and bloodlust without looking back.

Yang Xuan'er manipulated gravity to make Zhang Qingyang heavy and light.

In just two seconds, seven or eight wounds had been added to Zhang Qingyang's body.

Zhang Qingyang struggled to cast the dragon to travel all over the world, trying to dodge her attacks. The two sides are almost the same in strength, and Zhang Qingyang is even stronger, but Yang Xuan'er's mastery of gravity ability makes him tired to deal with.

If it weren't for gravity, Zhang Qingyang would have fled long ago.

The scene of the Inspiration Goddess descending and the body of the rat boss being expelled by the tyrant flashed in his mind, and Zhang Qingyang immediately urged Nai He Qiao.

However, the tyrant on the bridge was indifferent to Yang Wan'er.

No matter how Zhang Qingyang communicated, the bully did not move.

The bridge is quite active.

Zhang Qingyang urged the Nai He Bridge, and suddenly several soul bricks were rolled up by the Nai He Bridge and smashed towards Yang Wan'er.

"There seems to be something wrong with this mental brick. Zhang Qingyang muttered in his heart.