Chu Ling'er reminded him that Qin Yang slammed into a big tree a few zhang away, his whole body was turned to ashes, and the more than ten dark burns on his body were particularly eye-catching.

"Ah~", the sudden upheaval made Chu Ling'er frightened, and when she saw a man naked, she screamed unconsciously.

"Ahem", Qin Yang spread flat on the ground, a huge pain hit, and cold sweat flowed all over his body and wounds, like sprinkling salt.

Forcefully, he turned his head to look at the golden beast in the distance, and suddenly his heart chuckled.

"It's not good, this golden beast seems to have awakened the ancient bloodline." Qin Yang instantly understood.

The Golden Lion Beast was originally a descendant of the ancient fierce beast Red Flame Golden Lion Beast, but the bloodline of the Golden Lion Beast in front of him was extremely weak before, and now although it has only awakened a trace of bloodline power, it is different from just now. This combat power is afraid that it is infinitely approaching the peak of the Middle Realm.

The Golden Lion Beast King walked slowly with his head held high, its flaming tail raised high, and it had made this place his home turf, vowing to destroy all humble.

Qin Yang looked at the golden beast that was beating all over his body with flames, and the death bell was getting closer and closer. At this time, there was a trace of unwillingness in his eyes, the same unwillingness as he was in the face of the lightning wolf in the martial arts arena that day.

"Why should I lose, you should live, is it inevitable that I will die, is it doomed, or who is arranging it, if it is this thief God, then I will break this day"!

Silent anger, unyielding in the face of death, even more violent ferocity to violence, with the awakening of a demonic thought in his heart, Qin Yang's golden veins burst out all over his body, his eyes were black and hollow, his hair was like blood, and his handsome face revealed a murderous evil light.

The two palms hit the ground in reverse, and the two palms sank deep into the ground, and then the force of the rebound propped up and stood still.

Chu Ling'er stared straight at this person and beast with his eyes at this time, and Qin Yang, who didn't care at all, was still naked, and his mouth opened into a big O-shape.

The Golden Lion Beast also paused, looking at the immobile young man in front of him, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Qin Yang didn't lead it, the sea of qi rolled, and his body of qi and blood poured out without concealment.

The Golden Lion Beast moved, in its opinion, a royal family who had awakened the ancestor's bloodline crushed this human in front of him like crushing an ant, and the royal bloodline should not be taken lightly.

A Hokage moved forward at the speed of light, the air around it rose in temperature, and the earth was scorched into scorched earth.

Qin Yang narrowed his pitch-black eyes, his posture leaned slightly, and before the firelight left his body, his right hand grabbed the tail of the golden beast like lightning, and pulled it hard, and the fire shadow flashed the appearance of the golden beast raising its head and roaring.

Qin Yang put his hands together, holding the tail of the Golden Lion Beast like a fire whip and spun it, and after dozens of weeks, he threw the Golden Lion Beast into the cliff behind him.

The blood of the Golden Lion Beast splattered, and it was quickly evaporated by Zhou Shen's red fire, and the air was filled with a bloody aura.

Staggering up again, the Golden Lion Beast was obviously afraid of the human in front of him, this was not like the weak and humble human before, but now it was more like a devil, a killing god with infinite power.

With a wave of Qin Yang's golden arm, the Chixiao Sword that was slanted into the ground suddenly trembled, as if he had a will, fear, and struggle. After a while, the Chixiao Sword couldn't resist and quickly returned to its position, and Qin Yang Qianjun's power held the Chixiao Sword as if he was holding an embroidery needle in his hand, and slashed towards the head of the Golden Lion Beast.

The Golden Lion Beast instinctively wanted to dodge, but seeing that Qin Yang's pitch-black eyes couldn't move at all.

"Click", the golden beast was cut off by a sword, its head rolled off to the side, and it didn't have time to scream, and the flames all over its body were extinguished.

The Chixiao Sword was retracted in a bloody light, and the two reds reflected each other, giving birth to a sense of delicateness.

Chu Ling'er's eyes in the distance were glazed, and he witnessed a young man at the sixth layer of the Feeling Qi Realm killing the Golden Lion Beast at the peak of the Middle Realm, which was probably the most shocking and bizarre thing he had seen in his life.

Qin Yang turned around slowly, looking at Chu Ling'er's slender figure, a pair of pitch-black pupils were fixed on the face with sweat beads and slightly messy sideburns, and a wave of heat swept through his body.

Chu Ling'er saw the evil Qin Yang, and instinctively retreated a few steps with her light calves.

Qin Yang took heavy steps and slowly walked towards Chu Ling'er, the sober self in his heart seemed to be submerged.

Chu Ling'er looked at the pair of pitch-black pupils like the Golden Lion Beast, and her heart was anxious but she couldn't move at all.

A hundred steps, twenty steps, five steps, one step away, a lovely face is at hand, obviously a moment short, but as long as a world.

His lips touched, Qin Yang sucked rudely, and his hands climbed straight to the peak, ignoring Chu Ling'er's painful look.

From far to near, a naked devil is unscrupulously trying to invade a beautiful woman who is like a country and a city, which is probably the most beastly scenery.

Chu Ling'er's eyes were hazy with tears, and a string of tears burst out of her eyes and dripped onto Qin Yang's golden arm.

The dragon's heart in his body suddenly beat violently, overflowing with a trace of golden aura flowing through Qin Yang's whole body with the blood. As if struck by lightning, Qin Yang trembled all over, the pitch-black color in his eyes slowly faded, and the golden veins were quickly smoothed out like a receding tide, and a flower in front of him collapsed.

In the middle of the night, the bonfire was gently lit, Chu Ling'er crossed her arms and knees, sat motionless on the ground, and a sad color overflowed into the dark night through her eyes.

Zhang Yuyuan, a man was hidden under a huge fur coat, it was Qin Yang.

The sound of the burning firewood mixed with the birdsong from time to time in the depths of the canyon was particularly clear in this silent night, Qin Yang suddenly opened his eyes and woke up from his dream.

It was that terrible dream again, surrounded by mountains of corpses and rivers of blood. The only difference was that the dream was clearer than before, so clear that you could almost feel the smell of blood.

Chu Ling'er looked up at Qin Yang, then remembered something, and quietly lowered her head. Chu Ling'er, who was full of brutality and domineering aura before, is like a different person at this moment.

Qin Yang looked at Chu Ling'er and looked at the coat on his body, which was made of the fur on the Golden Lion Beast. A sense of guilt came up in his heart, and when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed a thousand words when he saw Chu Ling'er who was lost and depressed by the fire.

There was no word in the middle of the night, for a long time, after experiencing the battle of life and death during the day, the two were physically and mentally exhausted, and gradually fell asleep slowly by the extinguished fire.