Although the nearly 30,000-year-old head of the giant bear has not been shattered, the force of the impact is extraordinary.

The giant bear was so badly injured that he was dizzy and staggered.

Yang Chen was unrelenting, and two more divine soul arrows were shot, and the divine whip was whipped twice in a row on the giant bear's head.

The bear finally gave up, and with a bang, it fell to the ground, shaking the earthquake for a while.

The huge body rolled around on the ground, screaming and screaming, and the sound was earth-shattering.

Yang Chen's heart trembled when he heard this.

The so-called saving people to the end, sending the Buddha to the west, how dare Yang Chen give it another chance to backhand, stay away from the giant bear, and whip the divine whip one after another at its big head.

When the giant bear was dying desperately, the soul power of nearly 30,000 years was not trivial, and it hit the place where it was lying with thousands of holes.

After Yang Chen had whipped thirty or forty whips, the giant bear finally stopped moving, and Yang Chen also ran out of soul power, his whole body was weak, lying on the ground, unable to get up.

The 20,000-year-old Titan Python soul ring, driven by a large amount of soul power, requires a lot of soul power.

At the same time, Yang Chen felt a tingling pain in his mind, and when he swept the system panel, the points of divine soul power actually dropped by two points, from the original 1000 to 998, and Yang Chen gritted his teeth for a while, and the two points were exchanged for points of 100 points.

This burst of divine soul arrows shot wildly, no less than thirty arrows, and finally overdrew the divine soul power.

Yang Chen didn't dare to stay for a long time, the system devouring function was turned on, and the giant bear's soul power was sucked up, and then looked at the panel, the devouring score reached 8.52, and 3.67 was added, only 1.48 was enough for ten, indicating that the soul power of this giant bear was far stronger than the other two beasts.

With a thought, he exchanged five points for soul power, and the soul power level was nineteen, and the difference was only one level twentie.

Yang Chen looked at the system panel, and couldn't help laughing, and he couldn't feel the pain in his body, he only felt that his whole body was fluttering, and all this adventure was worth it.

He looked at Mei'er in his arms, still salivating and falling asleep, this earth-shattering battle still didn't wake her up.

Maybe it's an instinctive protection so that the blood doesn't show up.

Thinking of the boundless giant face of that day, and thinking of the ability of the queen of heaven of the nine-tailed heavenly fox, he shook his head.

Although he is about to be promoted to level 20 now, he is about to enter the Great Soul Master realm, and his level 20 is the level 20 of the best soul power, but compared with this Tianhu Tiandi, there is no comparison.

Then he sat cross-legged and walked with his powerful soul power in the meridians in his body for a few weeks, and soon, he was in good spirits and all his injuries were gone.

Immediately jumped up and ran towards the place where the nine lions fell, just thinking in his heart, the little lion is obedient, open the door, you must not have an accident.

In the past dozens of days, he has been with the nine lions, and there have been countless battles, this comrade-in-arms has a deep friendship, and he is really afraid that the little lion will be kicked by this stupid bear and graduate.

At this time, he was nearly twenty levels of superb soul power, running at full speed, his body was like an arrow, and in the blink of an eye, hundreds of meters passed, and he came to the place where the nine lions fell.

He shouted, "Little lion, I'm coming, where are you?" ”

He shouted a few times, but he didn't hear the nine lions responding.

As far as the eye can see, there is a pit half a meter deep where the trees fell, a new pit that has just been smashed out.

But in that deep pit, there were no nine lions.

Yang Chen Daqi, where did this little lion go, it couldn't be that his body was fine, he got up and ran, right?

It can't be so unrighteous, right?

That's not the way it works, is it?

Then he cried out, "Little lion, where are you?" That stupid guy, tell Ben Shao to kill it, if you don't feel angry, you can come out and pee and spray it. ”

shouted twice, but it was still quiet and there was no response.

Yang Chen was in a low mood, it seems that this guy really left himself and ran away, isn't it exciting to follow him?

Just as he was about to walk back, suddenly, he felt a danger coming, and the hairs on his body stood up.

Another high-level soul beast is coming?

Leaving the woods, he saw nine lions leaning not far ahead.

Yang Chen was overjoyed, this lazy guy, I didn't make a sound for a long time, it turned out that I was hiding here and being lazy.

Rush to it.

But when he saw the eighteen eyes on the nine heads of the nine lions, they were wide open, looking at themselves, as if they were worried, and the nine big heads also shook slightly.

Yang Chen stood up vigilantly, paused his body, and no longer moved forward, but slowly took two steps back.

He deliberately shouted at the nine lions: "Little lion, why are you hiding here so that I can find it?" ”

But seeing the nine lions' eyes change, not only worried, but also hidden fear, but their bodies have been prostrating to the ground.

Yang Chen's heart was bright at this time, these nine lions must have been restrained by powerful soul beasts, as bait, waiting for him to pass.

Not only humans are cunning, but soul beasts are also cunning.

He circled around the nine lions, and his divine soul power was released, but he didn't find any powerful soul beasts, and there were no hidden soul beasts as far as his vision could see.

I wondered, where did this danger come from? Where is the soul beast?

Based on his intuition, he already sensed that there was danger locked on him, and the source of that danger was the soul beast.

Look at the nine lions again, the nine lions have an anxious look on their faces, and they look to the ground with their eyes from time to time.

Yang Chen thought about it, and when he got closer to its body, it shook its head again and again.

At this point, Yang Chen already knew that there must be a powerful soul beast that restrained the nine lions, hid them underground, set a trap, and waited for him to pass.

As long as you get close to the nine lions, you will definitely fall into their trap.

Thinking about all this, he frowned, this soul beast is hidden underground, it must be a soul beast that is good at making holes and the like, but how to kill it.

So he went to the ground with his divine soul power.

Sure enough, five meters underground, there were three pangolins, three huge pangolins, hidden underneath where the nine lions were prostrating.

These three pangolins are all soul beasts of about 10,000 years, Yang Chen was stunned, it stands to reason that these three pangolins can't pose much threat to themselves, why is their sense of danger so strong, and why is the little lion so afraid?

Yang Chen quietly looked around, but didn't find anything unusual, and said in his heart, no matter what, kill the three pangolins first and rescue the little lion.

With a movement of his mind, the whip appeared in the air, and he held it in his hand and raised it high.

At the same time, a divine soul arrow shot straight at a pangolin that was close to him.

This pangolin is just a soul beast that has just passed 10,000 years, far from being comparable to a giant bear, and the soul arrow shot it made its mind boil, as if it wanted to explode, and it couldn't bear it anymore in the ground, and with a mournful roar, it rushed out first.

As soon as he appeared, the whip in Yang Chen's hand fell head-on, and with a crisp snap, the hard head of the pangolin was shattered.

Yang Chen is now a nineteenth-level soul power, and it is the best soul power, the soul power is so powerful, plus the soul ring of the Titan Python, under this blow, there are no less than tens of thousands of catties, and even the head of the iron hit will be shattered.

As soon as the pangolin showed its head, it died.