Zhang Qingyang's heart suddenly struggled at this moment.

"Just make a wish, and you will be able to get out of the situation in front of you in no time. The voice of the goddess of inspiration spoke eloquently in Zhang Qingyang's mind.

"No, I don't want to make a wish. Zhang Qingyang refused with difficulty.

"A fluttering sentence can get out of the predicament, what are you hesitating about?"

Zhang Qingyang's throat rolled: "No, I can't make a wish, pie will never fall from the sky, unless it's a bait." ”

"If you don't make a wish, what can you do?" said the Inspiration Goddess bitterly.

The cold light emitted by the bridge of the soul was like a lighthouse that strengthened Zhang Qingyang's determination with difficulty: "No, I can't make a wish, and the wish will be controlled by you." ”

The voice of the goddess of inspiration suddenly became more spiritual: "If you don't make a wish, how can you break the situation?"

Outside her body, Yang Wan'er shot another shot on the Titan cat's body.

Zhang Qingyang said angrily: "Why do you have to force me!"

Yang Wan'er smiled coquettishly: "Are you planning for me to shoot your pet beast into a hedgehog and then surrender?" ”

Every poignant cry of the Titan cat made Zhang Qingyang twitch, and the fire in his heart "soared" and burned.

Zhang Qingyang clenched his fists with both hands, his nails pierced into his palms, and blood flowed out. He lowered his head, the green tendons on his forehead burst out like earthworms, and muttered in a low voice, "Why do you have to force me." ”

Looking at Zhang Qingyang's tangled and painful expression, Yang Wan'er has seen this kind of expression too much, but every time she sees it, she can still feel joy from the bottom of her heart. She smiled: "Life is so cruel, it's good for you to adapt early." As long as you nod your head, you can get out of the sea of suffering. ”

The corners of Zhang Qingyang's eyes twitched, and there was a hint of madness in his eyes: "There is no way, it seems that I can only make a wish......"

A shock struck my mind, and the colorful wishing fountain gradually took shape......

The predicament in front of him was really desperate, and when Zhang Qingyang was about to choose the lesser of two evils, the bridge of the heart shook violently.

Zhang Qingyang subconsciously looked at the bridge of the soul, the fire egg on the bridge was cracking little by little, and the linear cracks were rapidly increasing on the surface of the smooth fire egg.

Suddenly, the flame egg completely cracked, and a large flame burst out, although it was only a flame, it burned with the momentum of a raging sea of fire.

There is a kind of fierce beast looming in the flames, this fierce beast seems to be a fierce dog, but the body is as slender as a tiger and a cheetah, and the hair on the surface of the body is like a burning flame hunting flying, exuding golden light.

The little beast was faint, its face was blurred, and it was not easy to see clearly. But the momentum is extremely strong, and as soon as it is born, it opens its mouth and roars, as if it has the momentum of annexing the sun and the moon.

Zhang Qingyang only glanced at the little beast, and felt that his whole body was suddenly engulfed by anger, and he couldn't suppress it at all.

The fountain of wishes, which was originally taking shape, suddenly collapsed and disappeared, and a faint sigh of the goddess of inspiration sounded in his mind.

The Bridge of Hearts originally had the effect of keeping the master's spiritual platform clear, but it didn't have any effect at the moment.

Zhang Qingyang was like an angry bull, the world in front of him was blood-red, and there was only one thought left in his heart that was angry and burst out.

Zhang Qingyang looked at the few people in front of him with red eyes, especially Yang Xuan'er, in his eyes, he was the enemy of the sky, even if the jade was burned.

Yang Wan'er found out that something was wrong, there were four steel needles between her fingers, and her cold voice was full of ruthless taste: "The last chance, if you don't surrender, these four steel needles will appear in the head of your pet beast." ”

Zhang Qingyang looked at the Titan cat in the barbed wire with red eyes, and the moment he looked at the Titan cat, Zhang Qingyang's body suddenly shook slightly. The hatching flame suddenly rushed into the Titan Cat's body in an instant along the bridge of minds.

The Titan Cat was stunned for a moment, its body swelled up suddenly, and the barbed wire was stretched outward a little bit.

The Titan suddenly became angry, its hair exploded, and its sharp nails popped out, like a mad cat.

The originally tough barbed wire had a tendency to be torn apart, and even though the barbed wire tore the flesh and blood dripping, the Titan Cat did not stop moving.

Yang Wan'er stared, and without hesitation, she shot the steel needle in her hand over.

"Don't!" Zhang Qingyang had just shouted half a sentence when he saw the steel needle inserted into the Titan Cat's head, but only a third of it was inserted. An invisible force erupted in the Titan cat's body, squeezing the steel needles on its head out little by little.

"Kill it!" Yang Wan'er said with a cold face.

The fist slave, the knife slave, and the King Kong slave immediately pounced on the Titan cat.

The sudden drastic change also made the three of them extra cautious, and at the same time, they used all their strength to kill them with one blow.

The three of them were extremely fierce, and their bodies were boiling with murderous aura.

The knife slave squinted at a pair of mung bean-like eyes, accelerated suddenly, and the knife in his hand turned into a forest cold and slashed straight over.

The fist slave and the King Kong slave also used all their strength, blasting the head and soft belly of the Titan cat respectively.

The eyes of the expanding Titan Cat were also full of violence, as if possessed by an ancient giant beast, and a vast and ancient aura permeated out.

"Kill!" the sword slave's attack was the first to strike.

The moment it was about to fall, the barbed wire that had been pulled to the extreme suddenly exploded. It was as if countless hidden weapons were struck on the three people who rushed to the front.

A cloud of sword light protected most of his body, and the fist slave flashed back horizontally and danced out a fist shadow to protect himself, only the King Kong slave rushed through the steel and iron bones in the sky and the wire.

Vajra Nu rushed to the Titan Cat, who had just escaped from the trap, and fired his fists together.

At the same time as the Titan cat was blasted out, one tail whipped King Kong Nu away at the same time.

"Knife slave, you go and cut off its tail!" shouted the fist slave as he rushed in the direction of the cat's head

The knife slave answered with a muffled voice and rushed towards the Titan cat's tail.

"How can it have two tails!" the knife slave suddenly exclaimed in a hurry and panic.

"What!" even Yang Wan'er was shocked and turned her head to look.

I saw that there was an extra thinner tail behind the Titan cat, which was also flexible and changeable. The two tails "crackled" and the knife slave only had the ability to parry.

The Titan Cat's aura continued to expand, and the three of them could not take advantage of the siege, but were defeated by the Titan Cat, and their skin was opened.

"Evolved?" Zhang Qingyang looked at the energetic Titan cat, and his heart was excited.

After reading a lot of information and biographies of pet beast heroes, the evolution of pet beasts is very difficult, and there are many conditions. When I got to the Titan Cat, these conditions seemed to be non-existent, and I actually evolved at this time, God helped me.

"How is it possible!How can it evolve at this time!" Yang Wan'er said in a gaffe. The golden-nosed white-haired rat on her shoulder also showed a rare look of horror.

"Fit!" Yang Xuan'er's voice drew Zhang Qingyang's attention over.

Zhang Qingyang also shouted loudly: "Fit!" The Titan cat in the fierce battle looked at Zhang Qingyang, and his body was stunned, turning into a large piece of light and shadow and pounced on Zhang Qingyang.

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