"Who are you? ”

In the stone room, a ten-zhang large beast spirit suddenly spoke, and the sound was like thunder, piercing through everything.

"I wonder if my predecessors would like to go out with me?"

Feng Lingmo's small figure stood in front of the Han Qi Beast Spirit, like an ant, bent down slightly, and said with a fist.

"You and other young people dare to be pretentious, and order me to recognize you as the master and seek death. ”

As soon as the Han Qi Beast Spirit heard that it was going to let it recognize Feng Ling Mo as the master, it was immediately furious. Before the words fell, he threw himself at Feng Lingmo again.

I only heard a loud bang, and a deep ravine suddenly appeared on the bluestone slab under the feet of the Han Beast Spirit, but Feng Ling Mo's figure had already hid to the side when the Hammer Beast Spirit pounced, but it still couldn't avoid the aftermath caused by the Hammer Beast, and finally rolled on the ground a few times before standing up again.

The strength displayed by the Han Qi in front of him is probably the peak of the eighth order before he dies, even if he turns into a beast spirit after death, but the emaciated camel is bigger than a horse, and it is still impossible for Feng Lingmo to subdue it.

In this way, one purple and one black crisscrossed, and one man and one beast fought each other, and it had entered a white-hot stage.

The spiritual power was pervasive, Feng Lingmo was like a ghost, dodging the killing of the Han Qi Beast Spirit, stomped on the soles of his feet, and with the help of the power of the shock, he jumped onto the back of the Han Qi Beast Spirit, and squandered a dark black fist on its back.

At this moment, Feng Lingmo didn't pick it lightly, and the long tail of the Han Qi slapped on its back, instantly shocking Feng Ling Mo away.

Feng Lingmo rolled to the ground, wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth with his sleeves, and glanced at it, his cold eyes were like a front, and his fighting intent was strong.

"Damn, not an opponent at all. Feng Lingmo whispered gloomily, he had been fighting with it for half an hour, but he couldn't take any advantage, but was forced to lose the wind, at this time he suddenly thought of what Hongyue said, as if the previous master of this Han Ding was a person who cultivated the world's treasure book, the humanitarian chapter, had a trace of enlightenment, and muttered: "The world's treasure book?"

Thinking of this, Feng Lingmo suddenly got up, raised his hands, and put on a posture to hold something, and the black spiritual power gathered around his body, like maggots on tarsal bones.

"One heaven, benevolence. ”

Feng Lingmo let out a loud shout, and the hot and weird spiritual power around him slowly squirmed, and began to condense directly in front of Feng Lingmo, and finally formed a three-zhang black long sword, but that long sword was a little more condensed than the previous times.

"This, this is the world's treasure?"

The Hammer Beast looked at the spiritual technique that Feng Lingmo was exerting, his eyes rolled, his thoughts were thousands, his accent was vague, and he trembled. Looking at this familiar spiritual technique, scenes from the past can't help but come to mind.

But in this thought, in the next second, it immediately came back to its senses, if it was only subdued by virtue of the world's treasure book, then was it still the beast spirit of Han Dingding?

Although the World Treasure Book is very powerful, Feng Ling Mo in its eyes is just a yellow-haired boy who has not dried up, and the World Book he has cultivated is extremely raw, not as good as his previous master.

"Chop"

Feng Lingmo's eyes were sharp, and he shouted violently, covered the hilt of his sword, and slashed downward.

The sword fell, and a loud noise filled the entire stone room, causing an uproar that could not be dispersed for a long time.

The moment the sword fell, the sword body turned into a point of light in the sky after three breaths, and gradually dissipated in this heaven and earth.

After Feng Lingmo finished performing it, he was not happy, he was now sweating profusely, extremely weak, with his current spiritual power, it was not enough to support this technique, the victory or defeat was between this move, victory was life, defeat was death.

Roar......

At this moment, there was a sudden roar, which shook all the aftermath of the diffuse spiritual power.

At this moment, Feng Lingmo's eyebrows were solemn, his expression was nervous, and the phantom of the beast spirit resurfaced in his eyes again, his lips trembled, and he couldn't believe that this scene was true: "This... How can it be... How could it be unscathed. ”

In surprise, the Han Qi Beast walked towards Feng Lingmo again, and put Feng Lingmo in front of him under his head, and the loud and heavy voice brought a gust of wind, making Feng Lingmo's long hair flutter: "I read you, cultivate the world's treasure book, don't take your life, and ask you to return to the same place as soon as possible." ”

However, as soon as the Han Qi Beast Spirit's voice fell, its expression immediately tensed, and its body hurriedly retreated, because it felt the ants in its eyes at this time, which actually made it feel dangerous fluctuations.

At this time, Feng Ling Mo's whole body exuded a strong smell of blood, his forehead suddenly raised, and his eyes were already red, but there was still a trace of clarity in it, but he also changed a person.

Around his body, there was a thick body of blood wriggling, and even a pool of blood was spreading rapidly under Feng Lingmo's feet.

Prior to this, Feng Lingmo had already spied on this stone room as a closed space, and tried to pass on the information, but in the end it had no effect, so it was certain that this place was closed, and there was no trace of it outside at all.

With this certainty, he dared to use part of the power of the magic pill, relying on the Yin and Yang Duel, he could still control it for a while, but he had to fight quickly, so this scene appeared.

Feng Lingmo's body was full of demonic energy, stepping on a pool of blood, and walking towards the Han Qi Beast Spirit step by step.

"Blood Demon Clan, Blood Rebel?"

With its own knowledge, the Han Qi Beast Spirit recognized Feng Lingmo at this time at a glance, but when it said 'Blood Rebel', its pupils shrank suddenly, and it couldn't imagine that the young man in front of him was not only carrying the world's treasures, but also a blood rebel who shocked the world.

However, the demon clan was the nemesis of their fierce beast clan, and they could also feel that the aura emanating from Feng Lingmo's body was actually from the demon king level, although it was extremely illusory and ethereal, but it was enough to deal with it.

After a while, the pool of blood had already flowed to the feet of the Hanqi Beast Spirit, and the Hanqi Beast Spirit was terrified, but no matter how it was, it could not get rid of the pool of blood under its feet.

But that doesn't end there.

Shout... Shout...

In the next second, wriggling blood ropes shot out of the pool of blood, which was extremely terrifying, disgusting, and disgusting.

The blood rope squirmed, overwhelmingly approaching the beast spirit.

In the midst of this, the blood ropes fell on the body of the Han Qi Beast Spirit, intertwining with each other, and in an instant, the purple-black Han Qi Beast Spirit was draped in a bloody cloth.

Roar~~

The beast spirit roared continuously, each sound was as hideous as it was, and the roar was mixed with a hint of madness.

The huge body kept swinging, trying to break free from the shackles of the blood rope.

But when the first blood rope was broken, it was just a breath that the blood rope quickly joined together.

"You... From... No... From ?"

Feng Lingmo's hoarse voice quietly popped out of his mouth, extremely eerie and terrifying.

"I'm from, I'm from!"

The blood rope on the beast spirit's body became tighter and tighter, causing it extreme pain, and the last difficult words came out of its fierce mouth.