Demon beasts, that is, beasts with demonic energy, demon beasts are generally very bloodthirsty, and they will never stop fighting without killing each other, and the undead will never stop fighting.

Even if the owner is present, the owner can only be responsible for calling it out. The rest is the killing time of the demon beast.

As long as this kind of demonic beast is tamed, there is no limit to the number of one and one to be harvested.

The level of the monster is a little higher than that of the demon beast, it has aura, and it is a contract monster that contracts with the owner. This kind of demonic beast has been cultivated to a certain level, and it can transform into a human form, and it can also speak human words. The relationship between the master and the master is that of master and servant, and you can give your master ideas or have your own thoughts.

That's the allure of Warcraft. It's amazing to be a summoner, and it's even more amazing to have your own contract beast. It is divided into contract beasts of gold, wood, water, fire and earth, and only one magical beast can be contracted in one department.

But if that summoner is dual or multi-line, each line can contract a magical beast.

And the divine beasts, as the name suggests, are the descendants of the divine race. It is extremely difficult for a summoner to contract a divine beast and get the approval of the divine beast, and it is almost impossible to cross.

Because the divine beasts are all arrogant, they look down on human beings, and think that it is a shame to be contracted by humans, and that human beings who want to contract them will be killed by them on the spot, or they will become human contract divine beasts.

Descendants of the Protoss, who despise all identities.

Feng Zhuyue had never faced the battle of beasts, and she had always been afraid of the ghost doctor on the street of Nanyue City last time, and she was suppressed by the strong momentum of the thing on the dark clouds.

In the face of such a powerful thing, no matter how confident she is, she can't win the certainty.

The monster in front of her was much worse than that thing, and she was sure to deal with it.

The wide sleeves are flicked slightly, and the patterns on the sleeves are as colorful as flying in the sky.

The next moment, unknowingly, a black bow and arrow appeared from her hand, and the string of the arrow was a thin golden silk thread. She had been in ancient times for so long, and she still liked to use the silver needle, but she also liked another weapon.

Bow and arrow.

This bow and arrow was built by herself, and she has never had actual combat experience except for the occasional practice!

It just so happened that today this mutated mouse became her target.

Immortal Zhenjun was surprised by Feng Zhuyue's bow and arrow, but when facing his pet, what use could this bow and arrow be?

"Little soil, up, tear her up, bite her to death!"

The mutated old book, which was called Xiaotu, exhaled suddenly, and it was black. The green eyes stared at Feng Zhuyue like staring at prey, and as soon as he kicked his feet, he rushed to Feng Zhuyue's side.

Feng Zhuyue jumped lightly, jumped onto the branch of a big tree, held a bow and arrows in his hand, took out three arrows, and drew the bow.

With a "swish", three arrows were fired at once.

"Roaring ......"

The mutant mouse screamed in pain, its green eyes were directly pierced by two bows and arrows, and the blood flowed, while the other arrow was unmistakably inferior to its Heavenly Spirit Gai, and it struggled twice on the ground before losing its life.

Feng Zhuyue removed an arrow again, and this time the target was Immortal Zhenjun.

Immortal Zhenjun was shocked by Feng Zhuyue's fierce murderous aura, looking at the arrow aimed at him, he secretly screamed in his heart.