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Fei Ming took off his armor and looked at the lush Yuanxing Great Forest in front of him, which was the oldest and largest forest on the continent. There are many mysterious beasts living in the pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info, these mysterious beasts can also be cultivated like Xuan Shi, so as to improve the Xuan power, although the talent of the Xuan Beasts is worse than that of humans, but their lifespan is hundreds of times that of humans, and the cultivation time has also increased greatly. Both the Xuan Beast and the Xuan Shi have Xuan power, but when the Xuan Shi dies, he is dead, and when the Xuan Beast dies, there will be something called the Xuan Soul, which can be regarded as a combination of the soul of the Xuan Beast and the Xuan Force, as long as the Xuan Beast absorbs the Xuan Soul and fuses with himself, the Xuan can be promoted to the Xuan Shi, and at the same time obtain the advantages and characteristics of the Xuan Beast before his death, and increase his attack power. Every coin has its other side, and if you fail in the process of absorbing the soul, there is only one result, and that is death. Or if the absorption is successful, there will be two situations, either the normal fusion, or the mutation to a better situation or the mutation is extremely weak. Fei Ming slowly walked into the leafy forest, only to see that almost every tree needed two people to hug each other, and the moss on the trunk witnessed the prosperity of the Yuanxing Great Forest. Fei Ming walked for a while, and saw that there were traces of a fight around, he immediately pulled out his long sword, and sensed all directions with great vigilance. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and the leaves on the surrounding trees were blown into a "huh" sound. There is an old saying: the cloud is from the dragon, and the wind is from the tiger. At the moment when the wind stopped, a gray-blue white-fronted tiger jumped out of the grass, Fei Ming was caught off guard by the white-fronted tiger and hit a tree trunk, the tiger was extremely fast, it reached out of the tiger's claws and grabbed Fei Ming, Fei Ming was shocked, and quickly flashed to the side, the claws of the gray-blue and white-fronted tiger flashed with cold light like a fast knife, and the tiger claws slapped on the trunk, leaving three claw marks on the trunk. After the white-fronted tiger missed, it rushed towards Fei Ming again, if the huge tiger body was hit by it, it would not die and be seriously injured, Fei Ming jumped up, and the white-fronted tiger fell into the air again, and the inertia of its body broke a big tree with a thick hug. Fei Ming fell not far behind him, he clenched his long sword and rushed towards the white-fronted tiger, only to hear a fierce roar of the tiger, Fei Ming's long sword almost all submerged into the tiger's body, and drops of blue blood flowed down the sword body. Fei Ming pulled out his long sword and knelt on one knee, this time he understood what it was to pass through the ghost gate, beads of sweat came out of his head, and the goddess of luck favored him again. The gray-blue-fronted tiger struggled for a while and died, and suddenly, a white gas-like object rose up on the tiger's body, its shape bears a tiger-like pattern, this is the gray-blue-white-fronted tiger's soul, Fei Ming dragged the long sword forward, he was weighing whether to absorb this soul.

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