The nine lions were too tired, so Yang Chen took them away from this hill, found a hidden place, stopped, and made plans again.

That hill can't stay, these white tigers retreat, and there will definitely be more powerful white tigers coming.

He now also knows that he has stabbed the hornet's nest, and it turns out that the sworn enemy of the lion cub he killed is an unusual little white worm with a powerful family.

Moreover, it seems that its status in the family is very unusual, so that the White Tiger Clan sent countless strong men to hunt him down.

Along the way, he killed three white tigers that were more than 10,000 years old, no matter how powerful this white tiger family was, there would not be everything more than 10,000 years old, and there would not be countless more.

For them, the loss of three elites for more than 10,000 years is also a pain to the bone, and this feud is too big to be harmonious.

It's best to stay away from the forest area where the White Tiger Family is located, enter a forest area where they can't find it, or escape from the Star Dou Great Forest.

If it is said that he escaped from the Star Dou Great Forest, Yang Chen is really reluctant.

Now there is only seventeen levels of soul power, and there are still three levels left to reach level 20 before you can advance to the Great Soul Master, there are so many resources here, if you leave, where will you find such good resources.

Now it has been less than two months since the third break with Tang, and it is far from the period of March, gritting his teeth, he said in his heart, it is better not to provoke these soul beasts that are more than 10,000 years old, and only look for about a thousand years.

Soul beasts of about a thousand years, no matter what family they are in, will not be the backbone of the core force, nor will they form mortal enmity with these big families because of it.

The plan has been decided, and after consulting the nine lions, they will find a direction.

The nine lions originally wanted to go back to the mountains and forests and take over the kingdom of their rivals, but now they don't dare to go back if they kill it.

It must have been blacklisted by the White Tiger clan and included in the must-kill group, although it did not participate in the battle, it was all killed by this human star, but after all, it was an accomplice, a gang.

Running wildly all the way, I don't know how many miles it went down, it was already out of the range of the nine lions, and if it went forward, it didn't know where it was in front of it.

The two of them were afraid of the revenge of the White Tiger Clan, and they kept going all the way, just wanting to leave the forest area far away and get out of the White Tiger Clan's power area.

After two days, there was no more chasing soldiers from the White Tiger Clan, and I was calm and finally safe.

In the past two days, patronizing and traveling, and afraid of exposure, Yang Chen was much more low-key, and basically did not kill the beast again.

During this period, only a three-hundred-year-old wolf was killed, and it was not Yang Chen who took the initiative to kill it, but that the wild wolf did not see the situation clearly, and actually wanted to eat Yang Chen, and threw himself into the net.

When the wild wolf pounced on Yang Chen, the nine lions were very sad for him on the side, little wolf cubs, killing gods, butchers, do you dare to provoke?

It's a blessing that he didn't kill you, didn't you see, Lao Tzu and my golden lion king have been his servants?

It's really self-inflicted, and you can't live.

Along the way, Yang Chen looked at the little dot in his arms from time to time, Mei'er.

It seems that since that day, her addiction to sleep has become even greater, and she does not wake up when she sleeps, as if she can't hear anything.

He looked at Mei'er's delicate little face, thought of her mother's perfect bewitching face, and said in his heart, this little one, won't she grow up to be as beautiful as her mother, seducing all beings, and has nine long tails?

Thinking of this poor little bit, so small, that he was drained of his soul and soul, so that his soul was incomplete, and he fell asleep all day long, and he was very sorry.

Since the first battle with the White Tiger Xiaohua, in order to prevent Mei'er from falling, Yang Chen has already got two rattans and tied her in front of him.

On the third day, I came to a mountain forest, this mountain forest, the forest is dense and the trees are high, and the forest actually seems to be the kingdom of the white tiger and small flower, hiding a large number of soul beasts, and they can be seen everywhere for more than a hundred years.

After walking into the dense forest for two hours, Yang Chen couldn't bear it anymore, the bird was about to fade out of his mouth, he didn't kill the soul beast again for two or three days, and he didn't devour the soul power again, it was really not a human life, and if he continued like this, he would go crazy.

His devouring addiction and escalating addiction recurred, and when he saw every soul beast that was more than a hundred years old walking in front of him, his eyes lit up, his saliva flowed all over the ground, and he licked his lips.

If it weren't for the repeated reminders of the nine lions on the side, he would have been whipped to death and devoured.

After walking like this for another half an hour, an eight-hundred-year-old goshawk suddenly swooped down from a treetop and pecked at Yang Chen.

The long beak continued to enlarge, as if it wanted to swallow Yang Chen into its stomach in one bite.

It turned out that this goshawk had already discovered that this person was a lion, and it was looking at these two human beasts from other lands, and it saw that the nine lions were full of blood and strength, far surpassing it, but that human being was a small soul master, a seventeenth-level soul master, so when the nine lions were a little far away from the human being, they suddenly attacked and wanted to swallow him into their stomachs.

Although the Nine Lions are powerful, it is not a flying soul beast and cannot fly into the air to chase and kill it.

At this time, Yang Chen was already enduring and enduring, gritting his teeth, as uncomfortable as a volcano about to erupt, that addiction really cost people's lives.

When he couldn't bear it, he suddenly felt that danger was coming, and his soul perception swept away, and he found that a huge goshawk was rushing towards him, opening its huge beak and trying to swallow him.

Yang Chen shouted, "It's good to come." ”

The whip appeared in the air and whipped at the goshawk.

I was about to kill the beast, but you sent it to the door.

The nine lions roared, and another ignorant beast looking for death, this master is addicted to killing beasts and can't bear it, but you come to provoke him, I'm afraid that it is not your small life that will be given away, but countless beast lives will be given away.

When the goshawk saw that this human was actually wielding a waste martial spirit of dogtail grass, it struck at it, and screamed loudly, as if it was laughing, and did not dodge, and its long beak was still pecked.

But at the sound of a thud, the goshawk was splashed with blood from the fluttering dogtail grass, and it was shattered, and there was no piece of the whole body that could be completely connected.

Yang Chen shouted "devour", and the goshawk's soul power was all absorbed into the body.

That wonderful long-lost feeling finally returned, and he couldn't help but let out a long howl, and his whole body was full of comfort.

As soon as the nine lions saw Yang Chen's high-spirited state, they knew that the soul beasts of this dense forest had suffered again.

Sure enough, Yang Chen shouted: "Little lion, come here, take me forward for a while, and get a few little beasts to sacrifice at random." ”

The nine lions roared and wanted to persuade again, but when they saw Yang Chen's eyes open, he licked his lips and said, "Little lion, little yellow hair, why don't you want to?" ”

The nine lions trembled all over, slumped down sharply, and rushed forward with him on their backs.

Yang Chen straddled the lion, took the whip in his hand, and shouted: "Friends, I, Yang Chen, am bold by nature, I like to make friends, I am new to Baodi, I hope to make friends with everyone, and talk about personality design freely." ”

The quiet dense forest, for a while, chickens and dogs jumping, noisy and non-stop.