The nine lions are now weak, they can't run anymore, they hate these white tigers to death in their hearts, they scold endlessly, and they don't kill your own father and mother, are you so desperate to chase after them?

Isn't it just a little white worm that died, and there are many of them in your clan.

I'm really tired.

It looked at Yang Chen weakly, nodded, found a hidden place to hide, and said in his heart, if the situation just now occurs again this time, butcher, evil star, you ask for more blessings, I can't run anymore.

Yang Chen hid behind a tree, and soon saw a powerful white tiger rushing over, this white tiger was much bigger than the thirteen,000-year-old one he killed, it should be a soul beast close to 20,000 years.

Yang Chen was overjoyed in his heart, after a long journey, this big guy shouldn't have much energy, take it, at least he can have two or three points of soul power to devour.

Thinking of the taste of devouring soul power, I couldn't help but lick my lips, and my saliva was about to flow out.

Devouring soul power is just something that the system does, how can it have anything to do with him, where does the taste come from, he is pure imagination, devouring addiction, and is guilty of paranoia.

Seeing that the tiger was slowly approaching, twenty zhang, ten zhang, Yang Chen was secretly happy in his heart, getting closer and closer, and entered the range of the attack.

The tiger suddenly stopped, sniffed around with its nose, as if sniffing his body.

Only then did Yang Chen know why the nine lions couldn't get rid of them no matter how they ran wild, it turned out that they remembered the smell on his body and chased them all the way.

But he said in his heart, little white worm, come forward again, everyone is a good friend, don't be too rusty, everyone holds hands, they are all good friends.

Unexpectedly, the white tiger was extremely alert, standing there still for a while, but it let out a long howl backwards, as if calling for his companions.

Because it is the strongest, it is at the forefront, and the other tigers have not yet caught up.

As soon as its whistle came out, it heard two tiger roars not far away, and several more in the distance.

Yang Chen was shocked in his heart, there were still many big guys who followed, but he couldn't let them form an encirclement again.

Immediately jumped out from behind the tree, shouted, "Jiaolong swings its tail," the martial soul whip appeared in the air, a black soul ring was wrapped around it, and it turned into the tail of a giant python more than fifteen zhang long, and pumped towards the white tiger.

As soon as the white tiger saw Yang Chen appear, he smiled secretly, stinky boy, do you think I don't know that you are hiding behind a tree, pretending to be a ghost, my brother will be here soon, no matter how capable you are or how weird you are, I will kill you today.

But instead of receiving Yang Chen's crazy blow, he jumped backwards to avoid the domineering whip of the divine whip.

Before it could jump up, it felt as if a sharp arrow had shot in its head, and it had a splitting headache and pain into the bone marrow and soul, and the strength of the whole body could no longer be used.

It screamed badly, and in a roar, the whip struck its head, shattering its skull, and dying.

Yang Chen was overjoyed, this whip and arrow were really just right and seamless.

The whip is slow and the arrow is fast, and every time he is whipped first, attracting the attention of the other party, and then casting the arrow of the soul, all of which work.

came to the side of the white tiger and whispered a word of devouring.

The powerful white tiger of sixteen or seven thousand years, the king of the forest, had a powerful soul power on his body, and before he could form a soul ring, he had been devoured.

Yang Chen swept the system panel, this white tiger actually brought nearly three points for himself, which was really surprising to him.

It is a thousand-year-old soul beast equivalent to a dozen or so, it is so enjoyable, I can't help licking my lips again, and my eyes are shining.

The nine lions in the distance, although they said that they didn't care, they couldn't rest assured, and they had been quietly watching his every move.

But I saw that he whipped down again, killed this powerful white tiger, and after killing, he was still standing in front of its corpse, his eyes lit up, he licked his lips, and he saw that it was cold for a while. Still licking your lips and your eyes shining?

Yang Chen had just finished devouring the soul power of this fierce tiger, and the two fierce tigers that followed him rushed over.

This is a hill, and when they look up, they see that the hateful human who should be killed is standing on the hill with his hands pinched on his waist, and their leading brother is lying on the side, with no life.

The two tigers shuddered, stopped, and slowly retreated.

There are still twenty or thirty zhang in the middle, and Yang Chen's Divine Whip and Divine Soul Arrow can't hit it at all, how can the two high-level soul beasts that were sent so easily let it run away.

So he beckoned and smiled: "Hello two tiger brothers, you have been running for so long, you are tired, let's stop running, sit down and talk well, put up the dragon gate array, and talk about life, no, talk about Husheng." As he spoke, he walked forward step by step.

The two tigers are much worse than the big brother who took the lead, seeing this human being, this evil star, his eyes were shining towards them, and he kept talking, obviously trying to trap them, and said in his heart, the eldest brother is so powerful, he was killed by him in a blink of an eye, and the two of us are not even more of a piece of cake?

The more the two tigers thought about it, the more frightened they became, and the more they looked at Yang Chen's smile, the more terrifying it became, the two glanced at each other, screamed, and ran towards the place where they came, running faster and faster, more than twice as fast as when they came.

Yang Chen opened his mouth and looked at the backs of the two fierce tigers fleeing, stunned for a long time, and said, shouldn't it be like this, am I not very kind and easy to speak, and there is nothing wrong with what I said, why are these two little white worms so afraid, as if they saw a man-devouring demon?

How did he know that his current image, his eyes were shining, the corners of his mouth were salivating, in the eyes of those two fierce tigers, no, and in the eyes of the nine-headed lion, he was a demon and devil who killed beasts without blinking.

Yang Chen was helpless, kicked the dead tiger on the ground, and scolded: "The king of the forest, they are all a group of cowards, I despise you." ”

So he hid behind a big tree to see if there was any cute white tiger, and then caught up.

I didn't know that after waiting for half an hour, I didn't see a tiger coming, and the tiger breath that I could vaguely feel gradually disappeared.

Wouldn't these guys be so cowardly, they were all scared away, what about the courage to desperately chase just now?

At this time, the nine lions had already learned that the tigers chasing them were frightened to go back by virtue of their beasts' ungodly sniffing horns, or they went away from the long term.

At this time, it admired and worshiped Yang Chen even more, the master was really a god, one husband was the gate, ten thousand people were not open, and one person scared away countless little white worms.

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