Chapter 344: The Death of the Tiger (I)

Yanhuang City, secret room.

Since Qin Feng returned from the Divine Realm with serious injuries, he immediately hid in this secret room specially built for him.

Of course, the entire Yanhuang City was also known to Catherine, Aini and Avria about Qin Feng's rush into the God Realm this time.

In the eyes of the three daughters, Qin Feng's injury can be said to have never been since the completion of his martial arts, whether it is facing the prestigious sword god of the continent or the angel descended from the divine realm, or the dragon clan that has been entrenched on the top of the continent for tens of thousands of years.

Although the three women didn't ask many sensible questions, from their eyes, they could see the deep concern.

However, the situation is urgent, in the face of this situation that has never been seen before, and he is defeated this time, he doesn't know how big the image of the last blow will be on the person who calls himself Hou Yi, maybe he will chase down from the divine realm, and therefore Qin Feng feels unprecedented pressure, but Qin Feng believes that Hu Lu will give him an explanation, so discussing this matter with Hu Lu has become a top priority at present.

However, the situation of the Tiger Spirit at this time was very bad, since he met the Tiger Spirit, Qin Feng had never seen the Tiger Spirit so weakened.

The original shiny skin "hair" has lost its luster, Gu Pansheng's eyes are closed at this time, and a striking wound penetrates from his chest and pierces out from the back, and a transparent hole actually appears on the body of Tiger Spirit, a divine beast that is not afraid of heaven and earth!

What's even more serious is that this wound can't heal no matter what Qin Feng tries to do, on the contrary, this wound is still spreading, and the black "colored" pus "liquid" is constantly oozing from the wound, and the fishy smell makes people vomit.

Qin Feng sat in mid-air above the tiger spirit, with a tired look on his face. Just now, he used his luck to "force" the poison for the tiger, but he couldn't eradicate it, this poison not only hurt the body, but also hurt the mind!

Unless Qin Feng was willing to give up his mental cultivation and integrate into the mind of the Tiger Spirit, otherwise, no matter how high the physical cultivation of the Tiger Spirit was. It is impossible to avoid the end of the mind being corroded.

However, if Qin Feng cultivated all his mind to give up and integrate into the heart of the Tiger Spirit, then Qin Feng would no longer be a human being, but would become one with the Tiger Spirit, and become a monster with a tiger body and a human god.

"Little Fengzi...... Don't bother with it...... You're not healed...... I don't have much time...... You just stop...... Listen to my chatter...... This man...... Ahem...... I've forgotten I'm not human...... Hehe...... When it's time to die...... Instead...... Everything can be seen......" The tiger spirit lying weakly on the ground paused in mid-air and said in a low voice.

"Come on, you sick cat, you can't stop your mouth for a while. Rest assured, I'll cure you...... Hmm, when I'm a brother, trust me!" Qin Feng slowly descended from mid-air and said towards the tiger.

"Come on...... My own wounds...... I know it myself...... was hit by Emperor Yi with the hustle and bustle of the "shooting" day...... Didn't die on the spot...... Already lucky...... Back in the day...... The nine sons of the Demon Emperor Donghuang Taiyi, who has the purest bloodline of the demon clan, were all "shot" to death by Emperor Yi one by one, and I am a spirit-loving giant tiger even if I am not abandoned by the master Emperor Chiyou. After cultivating this witch clan's Zhen clan treasure book, there is still no way to compare it with the pure-blooded land golden crow with the demon emperor's lineage...... Ahem......" Tiger smiled self-deprecatingly and whispered.

"That guy is really Hou Yi...... You should remember...... Back then, when I harvested the gods in the Great Qin Arsenal, I had seen Teacher Hou Yi with my own eyes...... Moreover...... If that guy said that he was Hou Yi. Zhu Shen should have sensed it a long time ago...... And not wait until the time of meeting...... When he drank the spell...... Only then will the god of punishment begin to struggle......" After Qin Feng finished speaking, he summoned the god of punishment and held it tightly in his hand, and a feeling of blood connection arose.

The dark and simple bow body, the vigorous aura from the ancient period of the Great Wilderness surged violently in the secret room.

"Punish the gods...... My good brother...... Tell me...... Is that guy really Teacher Houyi......" Qin Feng slowly raised the god in his hand, looked at the golden light on the bow, and asked slowly.

"Buzz...... Hum ......" The god broke free from Qin Feng's grasp and circled the void three times. There was a buzzing sound, as if he was telling Qin Feng something.

"Is it or no...... Can't even you tell the difference......" Looking at the plausible expression of Zhu Shen, even Qin Feng was a little dumbfounded.

"Buzzing ......" made a louder sound, and at the same time, a simple and desolate aura slowly revealed from the golden halo, rushing towards Qin Feng.

“...... Boss of the Gods...... Say...... I want you to quickly break away the last layer of the seal that Lord Yi sealed it...... So...... It can communicate with you......" Looking at the inexplicable Qin Feng, Hu Luo explained.

"Sick cat...... Didn't you say that the gods are better than you...... You can communicate with me anyway...... But the god of punishment is not good......" Qin Feng recalled the god of punishment, held it in his hand and asked tightly.

"Although I claim to be a witch. But my body is a Spirit-Loving Tiger. After all, it's still the demon clan! Actually. The demon race is divided into three categories, like the movable life that has the Tao is called the demon beast, and the immovable life such as those plants are called goblins, and those inanimate things are called goblins, and those that have no life to cultivate spiritual wisdom and thus transform are called monsters. Of these three categories, the easiest to practice is our demon beasts, followed by goblins, and the most difficult is to cultivate spiritual wisdom from inanimate things, such as the god boss. Hu Luo was silent for a while, as if he had sorted out his thoughts, and said slowly.

"Then ......" Qin Feng frowned, and wanted to ask something, but was suddenly interrupted by a violent cough from the tiger.

"I said, sick cat...... You ......"

"Little Fengzi...... I'm running out of time...... I've got to tell you everything I know...... Ah......" Just as Tiger Spirit was halfway through his words, the wound on its body, which was slowly expanding, began to expand wildly as if it had been injected with a growth agent, making Tiger Spirit, a strong demon beast, unable to help but feel pain.

"Sick Cat ......"

"It's too late...... Xiao Fengzi...... Listen to me...... Your worst enemy is not ...... It's not that Hou Yi...... Be...... Ah......" Just as Tiger Soul said this, that wound actually corroded almost half of Tiger Spirit's body...... This terrifying thing even Qin Feng couldn't help but panic.