One mountain does not allow two tigers, unless there is a male and a female, nine times out of ten, this tiger-shaped demon beast that has just come will have an indescribable and unclear relationship with the one who has just died. After waiting in place for a short while, confirming that this demon tiger would not turn back, Yang Yu changed direction and headed towards the lair of the last golden demon beast that he had discovered.

There are many good things, when Yang Yu arrived, the demon beast territory was empty, affected by the sky blood moon, this demon beast actually left his territory, Yang Yu saw this, there was nothing he could do.

This demon beast is not so easy to find, especially at the level of Golden One, it is his luck to be able to find three in a row.

The sky had gradually brightened, and a thick white mist began to appear in the entire mountain forest, Yang Yu had no choice but to leave, return to a safe place he had found, and wait for the arrival of the second night.

Sitting cross-legged on top of the cave, Yang Yu's mind sank into his own dantian, Zhenyuan had been boiling, wanting to attack towards a higher level, and the process of trying to calm this feeling had been going on for more than an hour. The safest way is naturally to wait until the evening and rely on external forces to make a strong impact on gold one.

But this feeling of heat has been lingering, gritting his teeth, Yang Yu decided to give it a try, even if he failed, the big deal was to wait for two days, and the agitation of the true yuan was impacting.

So Yang Yu let go of the pass he had been holding, and the true yuan in his body began to flow rapidly, and when he reached a critical point, he launched a sprint towards the golden one.

Gold 1 is different from the previous Gold 2, 3, 4, and 5, no matter what kind of energy in the body, after reaching this level, the energy capture of the outside world will be several times stronger, which also means that the destructive power of this stage is not comparable to before.

Of course, due to personal talent, qualifications and other issues, there are many differences in the capture of external energy. The weak one is like Xie Yun who died before, basically no, except that the energy of one body is much stronger than that of Jin Er, and the rest are really not much different.

After swimming a few laps behind his body, Zhenyuan began to attack the pass of Golden One, washing the territory belonging to Golden One one after another.

an hour

Two hours

Three hours have passed, Yang Yu has no hope for such an impact, the momentum of the true yuan at this time is no longer as fierce as the between, Yang Yu can feel that the true yuan in the body is just unwilling, and is still trying over and over again.

But such an attempt, according to Yang Yu's speculation, will be weak in the follow-up for another half an hour, announcing the failure of this impact.

Half an hour passed, the true yuan was exhausted, and Yang Yu was also a little disappointed, ready to breathe the true yuan in his body, but at this moment, the first world rune that had been on the old god moved.

In addition, Yang Yu's very familiar light emanated from its body, and the true yuan that came into contact with this ray of light was like using a resurrection coin, and it became full again, and launched its own impact on the already mutilated pass again.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

After the blessing, the pass that was only one foot away from the door was shattered, and the body seemed to be released from a part of the shackles, and the small pond continued to expand, directly expanding into a small pond, and above the pond, two world runes stood quietly.

And the spiritual consciousness that has not moved for a long time is also expanding like crazy, and in a few breaths, the movement within a radius of one kilometer can be vaguely sensed, and within five hundred meters, it will be perceived very clearly.

A long time ago, Yang Yu discovered that spiritual sense could shield other people's detection and cover his own aura. Now that it is stronger, even if it is a figure at the peak of gold, as long as Yang Yu is not exposed, it is difficult to perceive him directly.

Slowly opening his eyes, the world has become different, and the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, which could only be vaguely perceived before, has now become very docile. However, if you want to control this heaven and earth vitality, you still need Yang Yu's own true yuan as a bridge, and you can't command it by your own will.

If you don't enter this realm, you will never know the gap between the two, in the past, although Yang Yu had the strength to fight with the characters of the Golden One, but after all, he did not really reach this level, and now Yang Yu, who is the peak of the Golden One, also has the confidence to fight.

If you can't beat it, there's no problem with escaping.

Just when Yang Yu was happy for himself, another group of people broke in from the Fengnan Mountain Range, although the time for the ruins to open had not yet arrived, but there were already many people who wanted to take precautions.

"Brother Zhixian, we must teach the Chinese people a lesson this time, our Korean is the most powerful nation in the world, the original League of Legends game is like this, and here is no exception!"

In the Fengnan Mountain Range, in the same unknown cave, there are five people, and one of them is a small-eyed person with cold eyes and a pockmarked face to speak.

"Huacan, how many times have you said it, don't put your face at me, that face of yours makes me feel disgusting!" The person sitting in the middle looked displeased, how could such an ugly person appear with such an excellent bloodline of the Korean nation.

If it weren't for the fact that this man was a rare genius, he couldn't help but take out this companion of his own, and his countenance was a blasphemy against the Korean nation.

Known as Huacan, he is a young man with small eyes and a pockmarked face, at this time he is still a little aggrieved in his heart, I don't want to be like this, I was taken to the main god space on the way to plastic surgery, why don't you wait for me to finish plastic surgery and bring me here.

"Brother Zhixian, do you think there will be Huaxia people in this mountain range who have already come?"

A young man sitting at the door smiled when he heard this, and deliberately diverted the topic while wiping the sniper rifle in his hand. His name is Cheng An, and he is a sniper.

His natal hero is a very unpopular Picheng policewoman Caitlin, who almost collapsed when he just got this natal hero, and the inheritor of the archer's natal hero is the least popular, and it is also the type of inheritor who dies the most.

There is no one in a hundred who can reach gold, and Cheng'an is the one who survives.

All of this comes from the sniper rifle in his hand, a sniper rifle that can continue to evolve, by devouring the rest of the sniper rifles, and now the sniper rifle in his hand is only a veritable artifact.

The most glorious record was that he once killed a Golden One Peak Selector with a single shot, although the Golden One Peak Selector was seriously injured before he could make a move, but this glory still belonged to him.

Able to kill people from a safe distance, he is more difficult than the elusive Assassin, after all, the Assassin has to lurk around his target if he wants to kill.