Ning Que paced inside, there was already a ravine in his heart, with his strength, the more the first order was like abusing vegetables, the more the second order might be a little unpredictable.

With a bang, a dark shadow brushed over his right shoulder, as fast as the wind, and he was violently castrated.

Ning Que shouldered a little to the side, looking at the shadow hiding in the corner of the wall, it turned out to be a mouse, not big, black and not slippery, extremely thin, skinny, with crazy sharp teeth exposed, scarlet eyes looked at Ning Que, it seems that these demon beasts in the Beast Refining Tower are all reincarnated by some starving ghosts, and they are rarely fed.

Ning Que didn't care too much, it was just a small rat demon, and he approached directly, and waited until the rat demon came into the air, and approached the door. Ning Que was not in a panic, pinched the right time, his hands were like iron palms, like swatting flies, slapping the rat demon the size of a squirrel into two halves like a wine gourd, the rat demon screamed, a blood splash spurted out of his mouth, Ning Que skimmed his body, his hands were loosened, the rat demon was dying, and he had no strength to moan.

Ning Que walked towards the second floor and twisted his neck, just a rat demon was not enough for him to stuff his teeth, and it was still a first-order thing to do, as simple as slaughtering a dog.

As soon as I entered the second floor, my eyes narrowed, and in the center was a red-bearded dog, with reddish-brown hair, bloodshot eyes, and a straight tail like a cat, rubbing against the rough ground and swinging around.

It wasn't until Ning Que's pinched steps approached that a fierce light was revealed, his body suddenly stood upright, took two steps back, and then shouted non-stop.

Ning Que felt a little harsh, scratched his ears, and gradually became vigilant, since he came, he had to behave well and not beat the third layer, and he was a little unhappy in his heart.

The red bearded dog is menacing, agile and agile, with sharp fangs, and wisps of red brilliance on its limbs, like a lost step, coming and going quickly. Ning Que looked a little embarrassed, under the bite of the red bearded dog's tiger and wolf attack, he was overstretched, he couldn't avoid it, the corners of his clothes, his trouser legs had blood marks many times, and there were a few pieces of blood-stained cloth scattered on the ground.

Ning Que's expression was a little solemn, these days of life and death struggle, every time he relies on tricks and divine power to defeat the enemy, there are really not many real fights like this, so the weakness is revealed, the body is too secondary, all rely on the body's agile reflexes to dodge, and now the four-legged red-bearded dog deserves this crime.

Ning Que tried a few hands, but he was a little impatient, and the stalemate would only worsen, getting worse and worse, and it seemed that he could be injured again, and he could achieve a one-hit kill. The hands are clawed, and the cyan meridians extend from the shoulders to the back of the hands like hemp ropes, and strands of gold gather on the fingertips, forming golden needles.

Seeing the opportunity, when the red-bearded dog pounced, he did not dodge or dodge, towards its neck, and suddenly went down, a brute force broke out of the air, and the air currents on both sides rolled up.

Sensing the crisis, the red-bearded dog turned his head in mid-air and forcibly avoided it, and the bloody mouth bit towards Ning Que's wrist.

Ning Que was not in a hurry, his arm turned over the flower, his claw turned into a fist, he tightened his left arm, and stretched out forward, since he wanted to bite, let this dog bite it, and the golden mangs on his right paw were even more prosperous.

Click, Ning Que's forearm was like a punctured water bag, bursting out of it one after another blood lines, enduring the sharp pain, the golden mangs on the other claw were as long as three inches, sandwiched with the strength of feeding all over the body, and with a bang, five sharp mangs drilled into the thick neck, and there were five blood lines.

The red-bearded dog whimpered, Ning Que's forearm was bleeding like an infusion, and the red-bearded dog did not lose a single bit, and the golden mangs in Ning Que's claws were like five steel needles, deep in its neck, like an electric drill, and pushed it violently.

The two sides froze for dozens of breaths, pools of blood flowed all over the ground, and nearly half of the entire floor was already covered with blood, emitting a fishy stench.

Ning Que watched the bite on his left arm gradually relax, and finally felt a little relaxed, but there were bursts of sharp pain in his left arm, the green tendons on it were like withered rhizomes, and the entire left arm was also paralyzed and drooping, and his right paw was loosened, and he took two steps back towards the dense and narrow upper jaw, and was a little dizzy.

The pool of blood on the ground was not only the Red Beard Dog's, but also his own, and the blood stains under his feet had already soaked the soles of his shoes. He sighed a little melancholy, he didn't know whether it was good or bad to exchange injuries for injuries like this.

However, he clung to one point, he had an incomparable amber broken jade, and he was blessed with it, but for a long time, it was not necessarily a good thing to develop a patient mentality? What's more, in the Beast Refining Tower, he didn't dare to be so blatant.

If there is any kind of moth, guilt or something, I don't know how to die, so I have to prevent it.

Ning Que sighed, looked at the two rows of dense potholes on his forearm, which looked shriveled and weak, tore off a strip of cloth from his shirt, bit it, and repeatedly wrapped his right hand around his left arm more than a dozen times, enduring the pain of the strip of cloth sticking to the rotten meat, and forcibly tied it tightly.

A figure swept by, so fast that Ning Que's cold hair suddenly rose, like a frightened bird, retreating violently, and the blood stains under his feet that had not yet dried up were splashed all over his trouser legs. Immediately, he suddenly looked at the evil drunkard in front of him, as if he was looking at a girl from head to toe, and repeatedly scanned it twice, and there were wisps of surprise in his somewhat cold eyes.

The wine evil man happily poured a few big mouthfuls before he sighed, and the seemingly unseen wine gourd seemed to be bottomless, and he couldn't drink it all over, so he held back a sentence and said, "What's your name?"

Ning Que said respectfully: "Kid Ning Que." With that, he walked to the third floor.

The wine evil man was stunned for a moment, took a closer look at the dead dog on the ground, and then looked at Ning Que, full of confusion, and the aura was quite mixed, and he was gathered in the internal organs, but the dantian was thin in aura, which could be regarded as a strange thing, and he was embarrassed to give up his face to ask what was going on, and said with a smile: "You kid is still up?"

Ning Que nodded, his eyes were like torches, unshakable. As soon as he entered the third floor, he was relieved to see that the demon beast in front of him was different from what Mu Fengya had encountered at the beginning.

The green vine snake, the body is like a twist, coiled round and round, the body is slender, green like a vine, in that closed eyes to recuperate, the gaps scattered like a shuttle-like light strip, make the green appear more eye-catching.

Ning Que watched the green vine snake breathing there, its teeth slender as needles, and its long tongue coming in and out. is the so-called hitting the snake and hitting seven inches, Ning Que glanced at the snake over and over again, locking on the seven inches.

The green vine snake looked at the comer, crawled zigzagly, stayed two feet away, raised its head, and was a little higher than Ning Que, and the tail, like a mess of twine, stretched out from the ground.

Ning Que held his breath and wanted to break through the third layer with one arm, which seemed a bit of an idiot's dream, but if he didn't dare to try, it would be a little embarrassing. With a swoop, the head and tail of the green vine snake moved in unison, the tail rolled towards Ning Que's legs, and the snake head slammed into Ning Que's face, both pronged, dangerous and abnormal.

Ning Que didn't panic, he retreated and avoided, before he took three steps back, he was already close to the corner of the wall, and a red flame appeared in his right arm.

The green vine snake shook a flicker, relying on the slippery and soft surface of its body, and brushed with Ning Que's fire fist, only wisps of burnt smoke were wiped out on the cyan leather surface. Immediately, the slender tail was like a long green vine, instantly twisting Ning Que's legs, and then kept tightening, and the tail was stretched outward.

And the flat-skinned mouth deceived the body, Ning Que avoided it dangerously, and the green vine snake was like a noodle in an instant, and the upper body was also curled up. After a few breaths, Ning Que was restrained to death except for his right arm, and he couldn't move.

Ning Que's face was cold, and his whole body was strangled by cyan ropes one after another blood-red stains, and it became deeper and deeper, especially on the neck, strangled red all over his face, floating red clouds, and the green tendons were all over his face, and he couldn't breathe.

After dozens of breaths, Ning Que felt more and more difficult to struggle, and the movement became smaller and smaller, but it was swollen... The red eyes revealed a trace of helplessness and bitterness. Like a drowning baby, his right arm ran the "Hun Xuan Jin Acupuncture Gong" again and again, stabbing towards the snake's back, but the slippery and soft touch made the right claw fall short again and again, like a steel nail on the floor tile, always slipping, and most of the power was removed, leaving countless white fine marks on the cyan skin, like a cat's claw.

After trying a few times, I converted "Red Flame Running Tiger Fist" and "Green Vine Binding Technique", with little effect, my eyelids gradually closed, my whole body was loosened, my legs were kicked, and there was no resistance.

The wine evil man secretly looked at Ning Que from the side, only to find some of those weird, the aura originated in the five organs, traveled in the twelve canons, and the eight veins of the strange meridians, which seemed a little crazy, and he had never seen the five viscera store aura, which was unheard of and unseen.