The eight-clawed mastiff beast bit hard, and the only remaining fangs plunged directly into the chest of the berserk demon ape.

The Berserk Demon Ape smashed open the eight-clawed mastiff with his fist, and a bloody hole appeared in his chest, and blood flowed.

Yang Zhao urged the blood-breaking skill.

Under the traction of the Blood Breaking Skill, blood gushed out from the chest of the Berserk Demon Ape.

Yang Zhao and the eight-clawed mastiff retreated together.

The Berserk Demon Ape tried to stop the bleeding wound on his chest, but found that the blood was surging, and he couldn't stop it at all.

In order to stop the bleeding, the Berserk Demon Ape had to escape from this blood-filled area and stay away from Yang Zhao.

But on the other side, Yang Zhao and the eight-clawed mastiff beast had already fled into the distance.

The Berserk Demon Ape couldn't give up the Spirit Stone no matter what.

It roared, and a furious aura emanated from its body.

The Berserk Demon Ape's body swelled, and the muscles in its chest kept squeezing.

The wound was stopped.

It's its natal ability, the power of rage.

The Raging Demon Ape's eyes were red, and he chased after Yang Zhao and the eight-clawed mastiff.

Jiang Feng saw Yang Zhao and the eight-clawed mastiff beast fleeing towards him.

Hurriedly hid in the gap between the two boulders and restrained his breath.

Yang Zhao and the eight-clawed mastiff beast flew over Jiang Feng's head.

Jiang Feng saw the wound on the broken leg of the eight-clawed mastiff.

A few strands of energy shot out from his fingertips.

These few rays of energy directly hit the flesh and blood of the eight-clawed mastiff.

Several blood holes appeared in the wound.

Today's eight-clawed mastiff beast is already a demon beast of the fifth-order initial realm.

With Jiang Feng's cultivation, he wouldn't be able to hurt it at all in normal times.

But.

Now.

The wound created by the berserk demon ape gave Jiang Feng a chance.

The eight-clawed mastiff beast that was attacked by Jiang Feng froze and slowed down.

In this short moment, a huge figure passed over Jiang Feng's head.

Pounce on the octopus.

The Berserk Demon Ape has caught up.

Yang Zhao originally thought that he was about to escape, but for some reason, the eight-clawed mastiff beast was suddenly attacked and slowed down.

It's too late to think.

The Berserk Demon Ape grabbed the eight-clawed mastiff.

The fist smashed down like a storm.

At this moment, the berserk demon ape was stimulated with the power of rage, and its body was larger again.

The breath is constantly skyrocketing.

It seems that it is using the last resort.

The octopeon mastiff was under the fists of the mad rampaging demon ape, and there was no room for resistance.

Yang Zhao condensed a blood ball and bombarded the body of the Berserk Demon Ape.

The Berserk Demon Ape didn't react.

Instead, he grabbed one of the eight-clawed mastiff's legs and pulled it hard, tearing it off.

In the blink of an eye, he broke his other leg.

At this moment, the eight-clawed mastiff only had two legs left, and it kept rolling on the ground.

Then, the Berserk Demon Ape grabbed the last two legs of the eight-clawed mastiff.

Face the furious demon ape that has gone mad.

Yang Zhao was no longer able to stop it through ordinary attacks.

Suddenly, a deep, sad, mournful voice sounded.

Yang Zhao held an oval instrument in his hand and put it to his mouth and played it.

The originally crazy berserk demon ape became calm, shaking his head desperately, trying to break free from the influence of this sound.

Jiang Feng looked through the gap in the boulder.

saw that Yang Zhao was holding a Xun in his hand, and he kept playing.

Jiang Feng had long heard that the Soul Breaking Hall used the art of beast control.

This Soul Breaker Hall Master is a beast master himself.

It's just that he didn't expect that he had broken through to the Ground Rank Beast Master.

The sound of Xun is endless, its voice is turbid and noisy, sad and sad.

It's heartbreaking.

Jiang Feng tried to calm down.

This Yang Zhao really still has some skills.

"Whew!"

The Berserk Demon Ape let out a roar of pain.

In pain, it pulled hard, directly tearing off the last two legs of the eight-clawed mastiff.

The eight-clawed mastiff's body had been beaten all over by the Berserk Demon Ape.

At this moment, all his legs were torn off again, and he became a huge ball of flesh, wriggling on the ground.

Yang Zhao sped up his playing, and the sound of Xun became urgent.

The Berserk Demon Ape hugged his head, looking very painful.

Suddenly, he fell to the ground and kept rolling.

Yang Zhao's face was a little pale, but his eyes were very bright.

Originally, he gave all his resources to the eight-clawed mastiff.

Just because the eight-clawed mastiff beast is Yang Zhao's natal demon beast, it is absolutely loyal to him.

Yang Zhao would rather sacrifice his cultivation resources and forcibly let the eight-clawed mastiff beast break through to become a fifth-order demon beast.

But now, the eight-clawed mastiff has been deposed by the Berserk Demon Ape.

Yang Zhao could only try to subdue the Berserk Demon Ape.

The current Berserk Demon Ape is seriously injured, has experienced violent anger, emotional instability, and has just exerted the power of rage, and has fallen into weakness.

gave Yang Zhao a chance.

Even if it can't become Yang Zhao's natal demon beast, it is a huge gain.

At the very least, it can offset the loss caused by the destruction of the octopus.

Under Yang Zhao's beast control technique, the berserk demon ape lost his eyes and had fallen into a state of confusion.

Yang Zhao approached step by step, looking excited.

Directly subduing a fifth-order demon beast was also an unprecedented experience for Yang Zhao.

The Berserk Demon Ape slowly straightened up.

Arms swaying.

Like a giant puppet.

Yang Zhao's face became more and more pale, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and his breath became chaotic.

Compete with a fifth-order demon beast for the power of the divine soul.

For Yang Zhao, it is also extremely dangerous.

However, a hint of a smile appeared on the corner of Yang Zhao's mouth.

Soon it will be successful.

Yang Zhao's nerves tensed, and his mind was buzzing.

He's been pulling himself up.

Yang Zhao's face became worse and worse, but the smile on the corner of his mouth became stronger and stronger, and he was about to succeed.

At this moment, a melodious flute sounded.

The Berserk Demon Ape, which had already fallen under Yang Zhao's domination, suddenly stopped.

Could it be an illusion?

Yang Zhao's vest broke out in a cold sweat.

How so?

It's the flute that's true.

Yang Zhao's gaze turned to a boulder in the distance.

The sound of the flute came from behind the boulder.

Before, the octopus mastiff was suddenly attacked, and it should have come from here.

Yang Zhao couldn't stop, because the people behind the boulder were fighting with him for control of the Berserk Demon Ape.

Behind the boulder, Jiang Feng played the jade flute.

I want to control the Berserk Demon Ape.

Even if he couldn't control the Berserk Demon Ape, he couldn't let this fifth-order demon beast fall into Yang Zhao's hands.

The two have not met, but they have been caught in a dangerous fight.

Yang Zhao's face was gloomy, and he had already controlled the overall situation.

Suddenly, a man who took advantage of the fisherman's profit appeared.

How can there be such a good thing?

He couldn't accept it.

Jiang Feng didn't care about it, and played the requiem seriously.

At this moment, the Divine Consciousness of the Berserk Demon Ape had fallen into a deep sleep.

Jiang Feng played the tune of "Soul Shocking" in "Requiem".

The Berserk Demon Ape suddenly woke up.

When it opened its eyes, it saw its own enemies.

The Berserk Demon Ape bared its teeth and let out a low growl.

Struggling to get up.

Yang Zhao's breathing was a little short, and he used all his divine sense to play the beast control technique.

All he felt was a buzzing in his head.

It's almost unbearable.

The sound of the flute behind the boulder also became more and more rapid.

The battle between the two has entered the white heat.

Whoever withdraws from the mind of the Berserk Demon Ape first loses.

Jiang Feng couldn't snatch control of the Berserk Demon Ape from Yang Zhao's hands.

But as long as he interfered at will, Yang Zhao couldn't completely control the Berserk Demon Ape.

In this process, it is necessary to completely control Yang Zhao of the Berserk Demon Ape.

Far more than Jiang Feng, who only needs to make trouble, the consumption is much greater.

Blood flowed from Yang Zhao's mouth and nose.

The furious demon ape, already swinging its fist, fell again.

This time, Yang Zhao completely made the Berserk Demon Ape fall into a coma.

He didn't want to fight the people behind the boulder anymore.

The sound of Xun became piercing and floated behind the boulder.

He was going to deal with the people behind the boulder first.