Seeing that Yang Jian released the arrow, Yang Jian's heart was not good, and the nearby Spirit Guard Brigade would definitely rush desperately. In fact, he didn't know that the Dark Mountain Range was a fierce place, and even if the Spiritual Illusion Guard was a master, few people would voluntarily risk their lives in order to capture Yang Inferior. Therefore, there are only two people in the vast area, and Yang Feng, who is eager for meritorious service, and Yang Jian, who is a radical, are those two.

Seeing that Yang Jian was still dragging himself stubbornly, he immediately retreated to the center of the field a few feet away from the other party, and took out the beast spirit of another thundercloud leopard in the Qiankun bag like lightning. He didn't hesitate to smash it, and the power of the furious beast was just about to emerge from the crystal-hard crystal shell, when Yang Inferior decisively slashed his palm and stuck it. The power of the beast rushed like tumbling magma along the limbs of the blood and the limbs of the Yang Inferior Body, and the Yang Inferior only felt that the whole body had a sharp pain like being bursting, and he hurriedly mobilized the water qilin blood in his body to suppress it, only to see that the unscrupulous beast power that had just opened his teeth and claws was like a stubborn little monk who bumped into the Buddha and bowed down. After absorbing the beast power of the bloodline of the same demon beast, Yang Inferior felt that his body was like a long-dried field being forcibly poured into a river of water, and the moment was filled with explosive power.

A series of transformations just now, as if it only happened in an instant, and by the time Yang Jian reacted, he already found that he seemed to be facing a humanoid beast. Yang Inferior didn't talk nonsense, and directly used the simplest but most deadly move in the Overlord Spirit Decision, "Destroying the Withered Palm", only to see his right palm shoot straight out, and the power of the unicorn that devoured the beast power broke out of the palm and turned into substance, and the body that should have been like a unicorn was strangely twisted into a snake-like shape and wrapped around his hand. Yang Jian instantly felt the breath of death on the approaching giant palm, and he used all his strength to mobilize the few spiritual powers, and poured them on the sharp spear in front of him without reservation. The spear seemed to feel that it was in a dangerous situation, and the spear body instantly became several times larger and flew towards the yang inferior as if he was sacrificing his life. But Yang Jian's palm that was filled with the power of the fierce beast was not idle, and the spear flew away in an instant, and the thunderous imprint on Yang Jian's body, Yang Jian's body flew out like a cannonball flying in the opposite direction, and then fell heavily on the ground full of fallen leaves, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

After solving the trouble of Yang Jian, Yang Jian was not easy at all, after all, after consuming so much time, the people around him must be getting closer and closer to him. And more importantly, the two beast crystals that were used as a means to save his life have been exhausted, and the power of the fierce beast that was still like a tide in his body just now has also receded, and now he is even a little prostrate. It seems unlikely that they will go to find second-grade demon beasts to hunt and seize beast crystals. After thinking for a moment, he decided to go straight to the shore of the Spirit Sea as fast as he could.

Not far from here is the northern forest of the Dark Mountains.

The sun wind was rushing towards this place at the speed of a violent wind, and the silence of the dark forest at this time made people feel a little frightened, and he had an ominous premonition, what was not to be said. After shaking his head, he increased his speed to the extreme. Suddenly, the strength of the three stages of spiritual power was undoubtedly revealed, and his entire body glided through the forest as if it was being held up by the spiritual power released from the outside, like a shark swimming rapidly in the sea. Originally, it would take two or three hours to arrive, but he shortened it by half. Half an hour later, when he arrived, his face turned pale when he saw the scene in front of him with his tenacity, and he saw that the fallen leaves on the ground were folded into a hill like the autumn wind, and the blood stains seemed to be deliberately gathered together to draw a striking straight line on the ground. At the end of the bloodstain, Yang Jian fell limply to the ground, like a ball of clay that had been slammed into the smooth mirror, and a twisted arm was still against the ground pointing in the direction of the west.

Yang Feng, who was relieved from the shock, couldn't help but feel sad when he saw the death of his companion who got along day and night so tragically, but fortunately, he was firm in his heart so that he didn't cry. He turned his head to look at the still dim dense forest leading to the shore of the Linghai Sea and muttered: Yang Bad, Yang Bad, you are really a dog jumping off the wall and crazy, let me catch you and not slowly torture you to death, it is difficult to understand the hatred in my heart.

At this time, it is still a remote and quiet ghost island.

In an inconspicuous market town about a hundred miles away from the Lingjue Palace, a middle-aged man walked out of a slightly dilapidated house. The middle-aged man has knife-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, but there is a hint of decadence on his otherwise handsome face. At first glance, he looks a little similar to Yang Inferior, he is Yang Xiaoran, the former elder of the Spirit Hall of the Spirit Illusion Department. Yang Xiaoran is good at spiritual skills, coupled with the peak spiritual power of the fifth stage, and his strength is comparable to that of the vice-lord of the sixth stage. After the original ordinary spirit magic overlord spirit decision was modified and supplemented by him, it became extremely mysterious. As a result, in the hands of the yang inferior with low spiritual cultivation, it also makes the tiger and tiger powerful. It was also his obsession with spiritual magic that made him incompatible with the Spiritual Illusion Department, which was known for his spiritual power, and more importantly, he married the Xuannu of the Shuilin Clan more than ten years ago, which caused him to be demoted to an ordinary clan by the Spirit King in a fit of anger.

Knowing that Yang Xuan seriously injured Yang Xuan, the son of Lingjue, and was later hunted down, he couldn't help but sigh: "Inferior son, I hope you can escape from Ascension and stay away from this island of suffering." ”