"Bang bang!"

A huge brute beast smashed a thick green pine, and then died, only to see a figure rushing over with a punch, completely ending the brute beast's life.

This brute beast was extremely fast, and in the fight with Jiuni, its two long fangs almost pierced Jiuni's left arm, and under Jiuni's brave bombardment, it still left its life in the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain.

Of course, this person is Jiuni, who fought with the brute beast until midnight, and met this brute beast with a rough scalp, and he was almost exhausted.

Then, he took out the heart of the brute beast and swallowed it slowly, the spiritual power once again frantically haunted around him, ninety-nine cows, one cow, just one cow, he could reach one hundred cows, the legendary one hundred cows, he thought excitedly, the spiritual power rioted again, almost uncontrollable, breaking through to the spiritual extreme realm.

This frightened him, and then, he calmed the restlessness in his heart and carefully cultivated his qi.

Jiu Ling was guarding beside him, and he had already lit firewood, but the firewood was burning more and more, one was to get rid of the cold, and the other was to drive away the brute beasts in the dark night and prevent the brute beasts from approaching.

Looking at the firewood burning in front of her, Jiu Ling thought about it, why not take the brute beast meat not far away to roast, the taste must be very beautiful, just do it when she thinks of it, she tore off twenty or thirty catties of brute beast essence meat with her little hands, and grilled it on the firewood, making a stained sound, which makes people eat deliciously.

The little girl continued to roast carefully, and the aroma was already permeating the surroundings......

"Well, it's so fragrant, Ling'er is really fragrant. ”

Jiu Ni was amazed, and his hands were already dishonest, and they had already probed into the flesh of the beast.

"Oh, brother, it's not familiar yet, what are you busy with!" Jiu Ling said to Jiu Ni in a coquettish tone.

"Gollum!"

"Look at it, my brother's stomach is screaming, I'll taste it first and see if it's ripe. Jiu Ni continued to say cheekily.

"Humph!"

Jiu Ling snorted, his eyes turned white, and he didn't continue to speak, her brother's temper, she still knows the roots, the so-called hunger, he deliberately fooled people, not to mention that people who cultivate martial arts can go without eating or drinking for a long time, or even sleep for a long time.

Is there really anything about him?

"It's delicious, Ling'er, do you want to taste it?"

Jiu Ni showed a very happy look, shouted Jiu Ling, did not raise his head, did not look at Jiu Ling, buried his head and continued to eat.

Jiu Ling's small mouth was puffing up, and his eyes were staring at Jiu Ni, if his eyes could kill, I am afraid that Jiu Ni would have already pierced thousands of holes, and there was no complete flesh and blood.

"Ling'er, there is still ...... A little, don't eat me again...... Only...... Eat them all!"

Jiu Ni shouted again, his mouth stuffed with brute beast essence meat, and his words were not so clear.

Jiu Ling may think that this may be the most capable brother in the world, and at this time, there is still an elder brother there......

In the end, Jiu Ni still didn't eat it all, leaving a quarter of the beast essence meat, and after eating, he wiped his mouth, showed his white teeth, and smiled at Jiu Ling, and Jiu Ling's face was full of disdain.

Jiu Ling saw the remaining brute beast essence meat on the firewood, a firewood stick was inserted, there was no blackening, and there was no baking place, she gently picked up the head of the firewood stick, but there were tears lingering in her eyes, she was moved, and looked at Jiu Ni, who was cultivating with her eyes closed not far away, maybe this is the brother that all sisters yearn for!

After a night of silence, Jiu Ni kept cultivating, constantly transforming the aura on his body, in order to find a balance point and calm down the aura, so that he could better sprint to the power of a hundred bulls......

And Jiu Ling, curled up beside him, breathing evenly, the little girl who had been tired for a day had already fallen asleep, and the firewood that was lit was still desperately burning the last bit of essence, and she would not rest until she died......

It was dawn, and in a corner of Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain, a group of teenagers were walking in the woods.

"Senior brother, did you say that there are any spirit level brute beasts in Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain?"

An ignorant teenager, fourteen or fifteen years old, followed behind a group of people in the same costume, and said to the person next to him, this person was obviously four or five years older than him, with slightly dark skin, long hair tied up high, and a height of nearly one meter seven.

"Little junior brother, there is a senior brother in everything, don't think about anything!" the older young man comforted.

"Mmmm, I'm not afraid, big brother. The boy said firmly.

The older young man nodded slightly and continued to walk forward.

Judging by the cyan costumes of this group of people, it should be the Spirit Sword Sect, one of the three major sects in Yangcheng, because on their clothes, there is an extremely conspicuous sign, an ancient word "Spirit".

The Spirit Sword Sect cultivates swords the same as the Sword Martial Sect, which is also one of the three major sects, but the swords cultivated by the two sides are extremely different.

The more powerful the sword spirit, the stronger the sword is, the stronger the sword user, the sword martial arts sect is to focus on refining the body, using a heavy sword, when fighting with people, break the enemy with strength, rely on one go, otherwise the opponent will be dominant, and it will be defeated.

According to what his father Jiuji said, Jiu Ni knew that three hundred years ago, the Spirit Sword Sect and the Sword Martial Sect were the same sect, called the Spirit Martial Sect.

And just three hundred years ago, the Lingwu Sect broke down, forming the current Lingjian Sect and the Sword Martial Sect.

Not far from the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect, Jiu Niyi was as crazy as yesterday, desperately fighting with the brute beasts, the white robe had already turned bloody, the clothes were tattered, and the sweat had soaked all over his body, the sweat rolled to the wound, so hot that the flesh and blood twitched, but he was still fighting desperately.

Jiu Ling watched from a short distance, so distressed that she bit her lip and bleed, but she couldn't persuade her brother to give up, so she could only watch, looking powerless.

When Jiu Ni was desperately fighting with the brute beasts, he had no idea what was about to happen......

"Senior brother, let's run away quickly, and leave the disciples of the Sword Martial Sect alone. ”

A disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect persuaded the older young man from before, and a few hundred meters away from them, there were more than a dozen disciples of the Sword Martial Sect fighting against hundreds of brute beasts, and most of them were injured and could no longer hold on.

"Don't say it, you guys run away quickly, even if I, Wan Qing, die under the fangs of the brute beast today, I will have to take care of the disciples of the Sword Martial Sect!" Wan Qing said with great righteousness.

The older young man was Wan Qing, an outer disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect, with sharp edges and corners, eyebrows like a sword, about twenty years old, with a well-proportioned body, under a green shirt, handsome and free.

And he has already been favored by the big people in the sect, as long as he enters the spiritual realm, he can worship him as a teacher, and his current strength is the first disciple of the outer sect, so everyone in the Spirit Sword Sect calls him a senior brother.

"Senior brother, no!" the disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect shouted again.

"Senior Brother Chang, don't say it, I have made up my mind, you hurry up and take your junior brothers and sisters back to the sect, otherwise there will be no time!" Wan Qing continued.

"Senior brother...... Alas!" Chang Chun sighed, did not speak, and looked at the junior brothers and sisters beside him.

Chang Chun is the second largest disciple of the outer sect, his strength is slightly worse than Wan Qing, and he is also favored by the big names of the sect, and the future is bound to be bright, and he is beautiful, his skin is very well maintained, and he is dressed as an elegant son, just looking at his appearance, who would have thought that this person is a master.

However, in the outer gate, the relationship between Wan Qing and Chang Chun is excellent.

"Senior Brother Chang......" Looking at Chang Chun and all the junior brothers and sisters who refused to leave in front of him, Wan Qing didn't know whether he was happy or sad, so he could only shake his head helplessly, and quickly turned around to help the disciples of the Sword Martial Sect get out of trouble.

Looking at Wan Qing's back, the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect also rushed away, and the battle immediately showed a one-sided trend, and most of the hundreds of brute beasts had already fallen.

"We're not dead, we're still alive......"

The disciple of the Sword Martial Sect cried out, having forgotten the ruthlessness of the previous desperate fight, and now collapsed on the ground.

"Thank you to all the senior brothers and sisters of the Spirit Sword Sect, my disciples of the Sword Martial Sect have nothing to repay for this!"

One of the disciples of the Sword Martial Sect bowed to the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect and said, and the other disciples of the Sword Martial Sect also bowed down.

"Brother Zhou's words are serious, we are just a gesture, and we will not get in the way. ”

Wan Qing said to the young man who spoke just now, this young man's name is Zhou Ke, he is the first disciple of the outer sect of the Sword Martial Sect, and he knows Wan Qing, they are all people of the same age, but they don't know which is stronger and which is weak.

"Since Brother Wan said so, then two-thirds of these hundreds of brute beasts belong to you, and the rest are the disciples of our Sword Martial Sect, Brother Wan, please!"

Zhou said to Wan Qing, bowed down and made a gesture of please, the rest of the disciples of the Sword Martial Sect did not speak, nor would they say anything, if the Lingwu Sect did not help, they would have already become the food in the belly of the beasts.

"Then you're welcome to wait!haha!"

Wan Qing was also unceremonious, and said with his hand, and the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect were already excited.

When the barbarian beast's spiritual flesh was almost obtained, the people on both sides suddenly stopped, looking at the huge brute beast in front of them, which was infinitely magnified in the eyeholes, shocking everyone's souls.

"Spirit Rank Brute!"

Everyone is already stupid, didn't they say that there are no spirit level brute beasts in the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain, what's going on!

"The rest of the Spirit Sword Sect hurry up, I and Senior Brother Chang Chun are temporarily blocked, run away, run away, why are you still stunned!" Wan Qing shouted at the rest of the Spirit Sword Sect disciples.

"The rest of the Sword Martial Sect also fled quickly, I and the two of them resisted temporarily, to buy you time, hurry, hurry up!" Zhou but also shouted hard.

The disciples of the two sects looked at the three people who were thrown away by the spirit level brute beast, their fists squeaked, and they wanted to rush up immediately and tear the brute beast in half, but they couldn't do this, they went up with the same result, and they also failed the good intentions of the three people.

Then, the disciples of the two sects disappeared in front of the eyes of the three of them one after another, and the three of them were already scarred, and the corners of their mouths were overflowing with blood, they were completely abused by the blood of the spirit level brute beasts, but they were still dragging the brute beasts to the death, buying time for everyone.