Using meat incense pills to attract Jinyang war lions, the degree of danger can be imagined.

The Golden Yang Battle Lion is a twelfth-level demon beast, and for all the Xuansheng and below, even most of the Xuansheng are not its opponents, only the Xuanshen level can hit it hard and force it back.

Not to mention anything else, in terms of speed alone, Fan Lang is slower than the Jinyang Battle Lion.

Since he released the aroma of meat incense, he has been flying at full speed and headed straight for Qingzhou. He flew all the way for most of the day, and now the Jinyang Battle Lion has caught up, and he is about to catch up with him, and his speed is obviously faster than him!

If this is swallowed by the Jinyang War Lion, it is not a joke.

Fan Lang was in a hurry, he accelerated again, and sword qi erupted from all the acupuncture points around his body, forming a strong propulsion, and he also wore the military coat on his body, which made the speed go up to a new level.

The Jinyang Battle Lion in the back was chasing after him, and he was accelerating, and the distance between the two sides was not increasing but decreasing, becoming more and more dangerous.

Fan Lang could even feel the powerful fluctuations coming from the Jinyang Battle Lion's body, and there was really a sense of violence that the sky was falling apart, which was very terrifying and made people's scalps tingle.

Soon, soon!

Fan Lang is flying with a target, and he is getting closer and closer to the target location.

Ahead is a barren and inhabited basin, and as far as the eye can see, there is not a single grass.

"It's finally here!"

Fan Lang looked back again, and his heart skipped a beat, the Jinyang Battle Lion was closer to him, only a thousand feet away.

"Roar!"

The Jinyang War Lion roared, letting out a roar with impact, about to knock Fan Lang off the air.

The sound wave turned into a visible pillar of light and bombarded Fan Lang's body, causing Fan Lang's body to shake violently a few times.

Fan Lang only felt severe pain all over his body, his ears were buzzing, and an impact force was poured into his body, hurting his internal organs.

He gritted his teeth and insisted, rushed to the top of the basin, hurriedly threw down the small porcelain bottle in his hand, and took out two storage cards, both of which were pinched and exploded.

Bump! Bump!

The space of the storage card shattered, and the contents hidden in it were released, and it turned out to be hundreds of thousands of corpses!

There are human corpses, there are demon corpses, and there are demon beast corpses.

These are all collected by Fan Lang in the battle before, he is like a murderer, it is not difficult to collect these corpses, and it comes in handy at this time, feeding them to the Jinyang War Lion to eat.

It is better to let the Jinyang War Lion eat the dead than to let it eat the living.

The aroma of the meat incense pill has already driven it crazy, and if it is not fed, it will definitely go to slaughter the city, causing the life to be ruined.

Fan Lang got rid of the big trouble of meat Xiangdan, and hurriedly flew away, his body shook continuously, and the residual aroma was dispersed.

The Jinyang War Lion was still chasing Fan Lang, slowly opening his big mouth and making a gesture to bite.

Click!

The mouth of the Golden Yang Battle Lion closed and made a loud noise, setting off a storm, but it didn't bite Fan Lang.

Its nose moved, sensing a change in the source of the aroma, blending with the corpses. Attracted by the aroma, it slowed down and rushed headlong towards the basin.

A large number of corpses were piled up, and the meat incense pill was buried in the mountain of corpses.

The Jinyang War Lion was lying on the corpse mountain to eat, eating tens of thousands of corpses in one bite, the scene was shocking, like purgatory on earth.

Fan Lang escaped, this operation was full of dangers, but fortunately, nothing went wrong. He breathed a sigh of relief as he walked away from the basin.

The basin just now is the most desolate place in Qingzhou, attracting the Jinyang War Lion there with the least harm.

Eat those corpses and fill the belly of the Golden Yang Battle Lion, it should be honest for a long time.

"Finally led the Jinyang Battle Lion to Qingzhou, and it is one step closer to success. This time, there is a headache for King Fenglin of Qingzhou!"

Fan Lang grinned.

The prince of Qingzhou was named the king of Fenglin, who started as a bandit, seized the opportunity of the troubled times, united and unified many bandits, and condensed into a huge force, which is also the number one person.

......

Qingzhou, Wangcheng, in the prince's mansion.

"Haha, you lost, drink!"

The former bandit leader, now the king of Fenglin, he is drinking with a group of subordinates at the wine table, having a lot of fun, and there are many beauties around, it is really a fairy-like happy day.

There was laughter and laughter at the wine table, and everyone drank wine in large bowls and ate meat in large pieces, just as heroic as when they were bandits.

Suddenly, someone rushed into the house, looking very anxious, disturbing everyone's interest.

"Report!"

"The big boss, something is wrong, Jinyang War Lion doesn't know which evil he has fallen into, crossed the border of Wanzhou, came to the territory of Qingzhou, and is eating corpses in the place of 'thousands of miles of terracotta'!"

The person who came in reported quickly.

"What a mess, let's be clear!" King Fenglin put down the wine bowl in his hand and raised his eyebrows.

"Big boss, the Golden Yang War Lion has come to us!"

"Isn't it sleeping on the territory of Wanzhou?"

"I just came here today, and the news is true, and many people have seen it. It seems that Fan Lang attracted him, and someone saw the Jinyang War Lion chasing Fan Lang and flying ......"

The reporter gave the original information he knew.

King Fenglin was completely dumbfounded after hearing this, and the others were all stunned, realizing the seriousness of the matter.

That's the Golden Yang Battle Lion!

A powerful demon beast that can devour tens of thousands of people in one bite!

As long as it is willing, it is fully capable of sweeping Qingzhou, and no one can stop it.

And the matter is related to Fan Lang, some people saw him being chased and killed by the Jinyang War Lion, and some people saw him release a corpse mountain to feed the Jinyang War Lion to eat.

There are all kinds of signs that Fan Lang deliberately lured the Jinyang War Lion to Qingzhou, isn't this a clear intention to harm Qingzhou?

Oh bad!

Too bad!

It's just bad oil!

Eight out of ten people in the house started as bandits before, and they were all bad people, but they felt that Fan Lang was worse than them.

"Damn, this Fan Lang is too much of a thing!"

"Fan Lang led the Jinyang War Lion to Qingzhou, which is simply a declaration of war against us, the big boss, we will fight with him!"

"Pluck his skin, pluck his tendons!"

The thieves were furious.

King Fenglin did not follow suit, but shouted angrily: "Shut up for me!"

The room was quiet all of a sudden, and everyone looked at King Fenglin, waiting for the following.

"You know a chicken feather!" King Fenglin pointed at everyone and scolded angrily, and then waved his hand, "Quickly find out Fan Lang's whereabouts for me, where he is now, I will go and talk to him." ”

Immediately someone took the order and left in a hurry.

"Don't fucking drink it!"

King Fenglin's heart was furious, and he kicked over the wine table, frightening the group of women who accompanied the wine to hide in the corner and tremble.

......

In Qingzhou, there is a small pavilion called Fengyuxuan, which is located on a high mountain, and the surrounding mountain wind is howling, as if the wind is talking.

The scenery here is magnificent, with towering mountains and verdant forests, some of which show signs of battle, and even entire mountains have been shattered.

These battles that took place in the past must have their own stories behind them.

Fan Lang sat alone in the Fengyu Xuan, pouring himself a drink, enjoying the scenery and drinking.

He's waiting for someone.

The man seems to have come.