After a while, I saw a behemoth flying above the night sky, the sound of waving webbed wings scraping and rubbing, like a thick layer of skin, dripping sewage fell with a fishy smell, as if there were scales falling off the monster when flying and scraping, lizard-like head, dull, skin like dark and filthy earth.

"Eater Beast!" Linglong swished behind Fanyin's ear. The disgusting fishy smell made him retch. Everyone stared with bated breath, it was not a good thing to have a conflict with the canatier beast here. The canalist beast is an ancient spirit animal, and its power is greater than that of the red luan Linglong, and the Linglong often avoids it when it sees it, and the red luan is a mortal enemy with it, and it must fight when it meets.

The beast hovered overhead, stumbling and stumbling, its posture twisted as if it were sick. Suddenly, its abdomen was convex and concave, and a stream of things rushed to its long neck of more than seven or eight meters, and it seemed to burst.

"Oh no! it's going to spit water!" Linglong screamed in fright.

As soon as Linglong's voice fell, there was a bang, and the heavy rain poured down into the sky, falling more and more violently, and the more urgent it became, it was like a nine-day waterfall, and the flood fell violently. Suddenly the ground was flooded. Beiming took Mo Dori and retreated into the distance, but he didn't know that the flood continued, and gradually the feet of the stranger were naked. At the moment, the three of them were all seeing the power of the canalist beast for the first time, and they were shocked when they were shocked. A canadia beast is enough to flood the capital, if it weren't for the people who had a prison director at that time to recover the canamore's beast in time, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"The smell of this water is exactly the same as that of this corrosive ground. Beiming was suspicious.

The beast sprayed in the sky for a long time, and then slowed down to leave. Suddenly, its snake eyes shrugged, turned into a black line, and suddenly turned around and swooped down to the ground. With a bang, Fanyin's hiding technique broke, and several of her harriers left the place. By this time, the water was no longer deep than her calves, and the unpleasant fishy smell and muddy soil made her body shake. The beast opened its jaws and plunged into the ground, swallowing a piece of land in one gulp. With the sharp swing of its webbed wings, the muddy water was fanned by its vast body like ocean waves. Seeing this, Fanyin's heart tightened, and she retreated again and again, and she couldn't help but be frightened when she saw such a vicious beast for the first time. The icy spur blade in his hand had turned out, and then it swung backwards, who knew that the webbed wings were hugely powerful, and Sanskrit was staggered and flew out. Before she fell, someone had already caught her.

Bei Ming withdrew his hand and put Sanskrit behind his back. The Cang-eating Beast attacked, and the Northern Soul Splitting Pole Sword swung out and slashed towards its face, and followed the spiritual power to block the water waves attacked by the Cang-eating Beast. I only heard the howl of the beast on its back, a bronze bell giant eye was cut by the North Hell, and the giant body of fish scales swayed fiercely and angrily. Huo Di, it suddenly leaned over, opened its mouth, and the ten-meter-high black water spewed out from the giant mouth of the beast, like a waterfall opening the gate, and attacked fiercely. The Northern Shadow made a sharp leap and jumped towards the sky. Sanskrit Yin volleyed in the air, his body was capable, and he landed on the neck of the canament beast. She conjured up a thorny blade and stabbed it fiercely at the monster's neck.

The scales of the hera-eating beast turned up, like a piece of steel knife. Sanskrit jumped on tiptoe, jumped on the blade, and ran towards the top of the beast's head. This demon beast is huge, and one or two sword wounds will not kill it at all. Before she could jump onto the top of the beast, a figure suddenly appeared in mid-air. On the side of the beast eater, Bei Ming stopped on its side, and he pulled out his sickle and hit the demon beast's ear hole. The cannibal eater has no ears, only two ear holes the size of a basin.

Beiming broke open his arms and came out with all his might, striking three times in a row. Blood splattered out of the demon beast's ear holes, and the force of the blow went straight to its brain, and it screamed in pain, writhing all over its body and wanted to fly into the sky. Seeing this, Sanskrit jumped off the canalist beast in a whirlwind. But just as she was falling, the canalist beast that was about to flee suddenly stopped its flying webbed wings, and its long tail swung angrily at Fanyin, only to see it open with one eye and a fierce light, as if it was about to take Fanyin's life when it was about to flee.

Seeing this, Sanskrit retracted suddenly, but this behemoth was like a monster whirlpool, with its long webbed wings hanging sharply, and its body curled up, instantly trapping Sanskrit inside. Fanyin stood up with a stabbing blade, and the scales like steel knives were chopped by her, but the demon beast was getting tighter and tighter!

Just as Fanyin was waiting for Fanyin to exert his strength, he felt that the spiritual waves outside the wall of the demon beast's body were overflowing, and they fell down in an instant, followed by the cold light, and thirteen cold swords slashed into the air. The Eater Beast froze in mid-air, stopped abruptly, and fell apart the next moment. Huge corpses fell with a bang, and the smell of blood permeated. Beiming Sanyin both fell, Beiming waved the splitting sword to the side, the evil smell dissipated, and then handed the sword to Fanyin and asked her to put it away. Sanskrit sounds are unknown. Bei Ming said: "After your heavy sword is broken, there will be no weapons, and you will use my splitting sword in the future." ”

"You keep it, I don't need it, this sword has followed you since childhood. I have the spike blade enough. Sanskrit prevaricated.

"Take it. Even if you don't come out with me this time, I'm ready to give you this sword. Bei Ming said as he handed the sword and sheath to Fanyin's hand. Fanyin took the Splitting Pole Sword, paused and said, "Thank you." "The Splitting Sword is a pure cold weapon, different heavy swords and other spiritual weapons worn by soldiers in the past, the Splitting Sword does not use spiritual power to transform, nor can it be transformed with spiritual power, there is only one form. The sharp sword qi makes people feel tricky just when it is unsheathed, and people with poor spiritual power wear the splitting sword, and the cold sword qi will make people's bodies stinging namelessly, and it is impossible to tell whether it is the strength of the person or the sword.

"You take this too. Bei Ming said, taking out the sickle pestle on his body.

"This can't work, this is a special gift from the leader. Fanyin said, she knew that the sickle was specially given to him by Mu Cang when Beiming took over as the head of a branch at the age of twelve.

"Take it. "The Northern Underworld

"I can ask for your things, but I can't take what the leader gives you. Sanskrit insisted. The splitting sword was forged by the ancestors of the Northern Tang family and inherited for a hundred years. Every descendant of the Northern Tang family who took over the splitting sword would use spiritual power to cast the sword body again, making it sharper and more vigorous. Kita meditated for a moment and said, "Okay. ”

Sanskrit pinned the splitting sword to his waist, the sword was extremely sharp, beautiful and slender, even if it could not be turned into a spiritual medium, it was very fitting, and it followed the owner who wore it like a spirit. After looking at it for a while, Fanyin felt that it was really an invincible sword, and he couldn't put it down.

"Beiming, you better take it back. I can't take such a precious sword. "Sanskrit unravels the sword path.

"I promised you to stay, and you promised me to take it. Bei Shendao, he saw that Fanyin was still hesitant and said again, "When I am not by your side, I feel more relieved to have this sword with me." ”

"This ......," thought Sanskrit, "I'm not leaving now, I'll be by your side, so you might as well take it back." ”

Beiming listened to Sanskrit's words, looked at her clear eyes, and his heart throbbed. Suddenly, he stretched out his hand and pinned the sword to Fanyin's waist again, and said, "Of course you have to be by my side, but the sword must also be held." ”

Fanyin was dragged by him with the sword buckle, and his body leaned forward unsteadily, and the two almost collided face to face. She immediately tensed up and said embarrassedly, "Got it." Bei Ming was also stunned, Sanskrit was so close to him at this time, he couldn't help but stop.

At this time, I saw a guy flickering out of Fanyin's neck, and the vicious fight just now scared Linglong half to death.

"Scared me to death, scared me to death. Linglong flew to the middle of Fanyin and Beiming in a daze with his stomach in his arms, and sat on Fanyin's chest with his butt, he was nothing. Beiming and Fanyin suddenly woke up, and Fanyin suddenly puffed up her little face and looked at Linglong, feeling that something was wrong, but she couldn't say it. Bei Ming stared at Linglong, his eyebrows standing up.

"What are you doing!" he said uncomfortably, "Come down!"