Ling Zhi pondered for a long time in order not to eat raw meat at that time, and the Spirit Devouring Fire was really taken out of the stone by him, and it could be used carefully.

It's just that the flames are small and don't have much lethal power. Although the Soul Devouring Fire will continue to burn as long as it is supported by the aura, it is really not a matter for such a finger-sized flame to isolate contact with the aura.

At this moment, he was also out of line, he saw it when the little beast rolled just now, and the speed, as soon as it slipped away, rolled out so far.

In this kind of place, he didn't dare to chase and kill the little beast with a sword, this had to be seen by his Lao Tzu, how to explain it to others when the time came?

Tell people that you are teasing the child, coaxing the child or coaxing the fool.

Who knew that the Soul Devouring Fire appeared from Ling Zhi's fingertips, and the snow-white beast suddenly whined.

He actually took the little paw off his face, stood up, and fell towards Ling Zhi in three steps.

The eyes were jet black, half covered by the long white hair on the face, revealing a little bit of eyeballs, and the little beast stared directly at the soul devouring fire on Ling Zhi's fingertips, its little claws fluttering, unusual, very excited.

Whining...... Whining......

The child's cry is like a child who has been wronged, and it sounds very pitiful and pitiful.

Ling Zhi watched the little beast walk towards him little by little, trying to make the smile on his face look harmless to humans and animals.

It seemed that he couldn't walk yet, and the snow-white beast suddenly rolled on the spot, and the speed was amazing, and it rolled to Ling Zhi's side with a bang.

The calf trembled and stood up, and the little beast stretched out its little paw and grabbed it towards Ling Zhi's fingertips.

"Hey, you can't touch this, it's dangerous. Ling Zhi dodged and admonished. He didn't expect the little beast to grab at the Soul Eater Fire like this.

Whining......

Who knew that the little beast ignored him at all this time, and screamed loudly, looking very aggrieved.

Its sudden scream frightened Ling Zhi into a cold sweat.

"Little ancestor, don't call me, if you call your Lao Tzu again, then I'll be finished. It seemed that it was because the little beast was too cute, and Ling Zhi's tone also came down.

The little beast stopped screaming cutely, stared at Ling Zhi with a somewhat incomprehensible look, paused, and grabbed towards the Spirit Devouring Fire again.

"Do you know this thing?" Ling Zhi asked with some wavering wavering in the face of the little beast's unrelenting movements.

He didn't know what kind of little beast it was, and in his cognition, it was difficult to understand that a desolate beast could have such a spirit when he couldn't walk the road, and the other party could obviously understand what he said, compared to the desolate beasts he encountered that were no different from wild beasts, it was much more advanced.

The little beast kept nodding, its eyes eagerly looking at the Soul Eater's Fire, and there was a hint of longing in its small eyes.

Ling Zhi hesitated for a moment, and then pouted his lips a little uncertainly, "Okay, then you have to be careful, this thing is very powerful." ”

In the end, Ling Zhi had no choice but to bend down and slowly lean the Soul Devouring Fire towards the little beast.

The little beast stood up on his lap with its whole body, and when it seemed that it was really about to get it, it couldn't believe it, and its little claws slowly grasped the Soul Eater Fire.

Whining.

The little beast screamed happily, its eyes narrowed, and the wisp of soul-devouring fire was held in the palm of its hand, showing no sign of burning it.

Whether it is a warrior or a desolate beast, in the process of cultivation, the body will be integrated with a lot of spiritual power, so to a certain extent, the fire of devouring the soul can be burned with people and desolate beasts as carriers.

Even if Ling Zhi first came to this world, that strong man had not yet stepped into the physical realm, but he had been infected by the aura for a long time, and he would be ignited and eventually die.

It was because of the existence of the stones in his body that Ling Zhi was able to absorb the Soul Devouring Fire into his body and escaped that catastrophe.

However, the snow-white beast didn't seem to have the slightest aura fluctuation on its body, and the Spirit Devouring Fire was actually very quiet and stable.

In Ling Zhi's stunned, the snow-white beast suddenly took a bite and ate the soul devouring fire in his palm.

In the mouth of the little beast of the Soul Devouring Fire, the whole body of the little beast became transparent, and in Ling Zhi's eyes, after the wisp of the Soul Devouring Fire entered the body, it went all the way down the throat of the little beast, until it reached the belly of the little beast, and then stopped.

In the belly of the little beast, something seemed to exist, and it was gray, and the Soul Eater Fire collided with the gray color.

The gray color melted away and disappeared.

"Do you need it to heal?" Ling Zhi guessed.

The little beast glanced at Ling Zhi suspiciously, ignored him, and rolled on the ground happily, looking very happy and comfortable.

Ling Zhi picked it up, and it didn't resist.

"Are there any other desolate beasts in this place?" Ling Zhi asked.

The little beast flickered, waved its little paws, and pointed in one direction, and whined in its mouth.

Ling Zhi smiled, turned around and was about to walk in the opposite direction.

Whining.

Who knew that the little beast actually pulled at his clothes and stopped him.

"You want me to go in that direction?" Ling Zhi asked uncertainly.

Whining. The little beast nodded.

Ling Zhi was ruthless, "Okay, if I don't dare to go, won't I still be laughed at by you little beast!"

Walking towards that side for more than ten minutes, Ling Zhi's footsteps slowed down, and according to the instructions of the little beast, he knew that there was a desolate beast in front of him.

"It's a big deal!" he gritted his teeth and walked through the man-tall grass and trees.

Roar!

Almost at the same time, a beast roar sounded.

White jade hissing wind horse!

The seven-rank desolate beast is known for its speed, and it is known as the first speed among the ground desolate beasts from the next to the ninth grade!

At this moment, Ling Zhi felt this speed recorded in the books.

He only felt a huge white phantom flash in front of him, and the white jade neighing horse stood in front of him.

"I didn't see a six-grade desolate beast, so I threw out a seven-grade one, which is still known for its speed, run your sister." "Ling Zhi's heart is full of 100,000 grass and mud horses, and the dust is galloping.

Just as he quickly took out the ink sword and was about to fight against the water, the snow-white beast in his arms suddenly whined.

And then......

The majestic white jade neighing horse that sprayed its snort on Ling Zhi's face looked up to the sky and roared, and its front hooves kicked off the ground more than a meter high, and the whole horse almost rolled over.

Then he turned his head, and the ponytail snapped on his own, like an arrow from the string, and disappeared from Ling Zhi's sight.

"Run, run?"

Ling Zhi looked at Bai Yu in amazement, and he gave himself a whip and ran away.

"Woo woo...... The snow-white beast climbed down from Ling Zhi's arms and rolled down his clothes, gurgling away.

Looking in the direction where the snow-white beast rolled away, you could see that a large area of brilliant elixir was scattered like weeds!

People fake beasts, a bumper harvest

(End of chapter)