Zhan Qingyu and Zhang Sheng had already begun to talk to Ling**, while Murong Zhongtian was still hesitating.

But when he heard the two of them ask, he realized what he had missed, and his face turned black in an instant, not to mention that regret.

He lost the opportunity to subdue the spirit beast, but his two friends seized an opportunity that belonged to him.

cursed Zhan Qingyu and Zhang Sheng fiercely in a ten-thousandth of a second in his heart, and it was 10,000 words that were not the same.

You must know that the spirit beast is definitely a rare item, and it is difficult to reach the sky when you encounter it, let alone two seriously injured spirit beasts.

"This opportunity hasn't been there since the beginning of the world, right?" Murong Zhongtian thought fiercely.

With the blessing of spiritual power, Zhan Qingyu saw that several wounds on the side of the nine-headed spirit mastiff's body were gurgling with blood, and there were some small holes in other places.

As it breathed, blood bubbled up from the long wound.

The nine-headed spirit mastiff was so badly injured that the vulture's spine was also injured when it grabbed its back, but fortunately this grasp was on the side, otherwise it would have been ruined even if it couldn't die.

This is absolutely fatal to spirit beasts, and it is much more serious to have no Dao than to kill them.

"You" The nine-headed spirit mastiff tried to intimidate Zhan Qingyu, but found that Zhan Qingyu's eyes were full of care and love.

"You saved me again," it moved its ears in pain, shook its head slightly, and said, "I can't die."

"We're so sorry we were late!" Zhan Qingyu was a little sad: "Last time you left so suddenly, God still let us meet." ”

At this time, the nine-headed spirit mastiff understood that the reason why it still had a breath was that the person in front of it interfered with the vulture, otherwise it would have been gouged out by the vulture at this moment.

And this person has already saved himself once, and he has also risked life and death.

"I don't blame you," the nine-headed mastiff struggled to open his tired eyes, and blood began to flow from his mouth: "That thing is too insidious"

"Don't move, don't speak!" Zhan Qingyu gently stroked the huge head of the nine-headed spirit mastiff and said, "I'll heal you." ”

"No," the nine-headed spirit mastiff was about to speak, but Zhan Qingyu covered his mouth with both hands.

"Shhhhhhh

"Mastiff is a kind of dog or from the same source as dogs, more ferocious and wild than ordinary canine spirit animals, but more loyal and reliable. The mastiff belongs to the earth in the five elements, fire gives birth to earth, and fire should be a good tonic for it, just using the power of fire to heal it. Zhan Qingyu had a thought, and a large amount of fire power fused with its own spiritual power, which was continuously transmitted to the body of the nine-headed spirit mastiff.

As soon as the nine-headed spirit mastiff first came into contact with the power of this thick fire, he trembled all over his body and soon fainted.

Zhan Qingyu understood what it felt, so it controlled the speed of the transmission of fire spiritual power to slow down.

Murong Zhongtian's eyes kept rolling around the two spirit beasts, and one heartbeat was fast, if he hadn't covered it tightly, he would have jumped out soon.

"Did you kill me?" the vulture roared with one flapping wing, staring at Zhang Sheng fiercely.

A flying bird spirit beast is mixed with this landing shape, but it is cold enough, and the spirit beasts are all arrogant, so the vulture's temper at this time is very big.

"I won't kill you, but I'll make your life worse than death. Zhang Sheng said with an indifferent expression: "Do you want to know how life is better than death?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" the vulture was only injured in the wings, and was slapped on the chest by the nine-headed mastiff and stabbed into it with its sharp claws.

Coupled with the consumption of spiritual power during the fight, now it can't stand up or fly, so it can only lie down and be at the mercy of others.

Like them, the two spirit beasts have not yet reached the point of transformation, and the eighth-order spirit beasts can transform into shapes.

After transforming into a form, if the true form is injured, you can also use the human form to cultivate.

Of course, Yun Ziyi is an exception, she is a Bodhi clover that has not been seen for thousands of years.

He was blessed by heaven and earth, and he was carefully taken care of by Yun Zhantian in the cave for thousands of years, so it is not impossible to transform in advance.

"I'll pluck out your beautiful feathers!" Zhang Sheng said unhurriedly, "Then lock up your pipa bones and display them in all the bazaars and beast-infested forests, so that your former rivals will see you as you are."

Zhang Sheng said as he brushed the vulture's pale blue feathers with his hands, which were so hard that they could not be used as arrows, and there were still a few brown spots on the feathers.

At night, the feathers look like they look black.

Zhang Sheng plucked it a few times, but he didn't pluck a single feather.

"Kill me," the vulture looked desperate.

Zhang Sheng said that this kind of practice, whether it is for the vulture or the condor, even if it is an ordinary bird, even if it is fed chickens and ducks, it is not willing to be treated like this.

The vulture understood something at this point, and based on what this man said, it was likely that the blow just now was from him.

"Stab" Zhang Sheng tore open the mouth of the storage bag and took out a short knife from it, this knife was three inches long and one inch wide, shining with blue light, and at a glance he knew that it was not an ordinary thing.

"What are you going to do?" the vulture was a little anxious, it didn't want to be plucked and exhibited, in that case it might as well be dead.

Then again, it's better to live than to die, and hope is still to be fought for.

So its conviction was somewhat shaken.

"What are you doing, plucking the feathers!" Zhang Sheng said, grabbed a feather and "brushed" it twice with a short knife, and cut it off neatly.

When cutting feathers, the short knife and feathers rub against each other, making a "clucking" sound that breaks the vulture's heart.

For the vulture, although its feathers are not the most ornate among the birds, it is certainly its face, and it is its most important decoration.

The vultures are also seventh-order spirit beasts, and not everything can be cut, but Zhang Sheng easily cut off a large handful of feathers.

The lying vultures were desperate and couldn't help but shudder.

If someone told him at this time, "The tiger fell in Pingyang and was bullied by dogs, and the landed eagle is not as good as a chicken", then it will definitely be able to understand the meaning of this classic sentence at this time, and will remember it for a lifetime and never forget.

"Thorn" again, Zhang Sheng cut off another handful of feathers.

"Stop!" the vulture was in chaos in an instant, this man was so ruthless that it had no choice at all.

"As long as you live, you can still practice with human beings. "The vultures are looking for reasons to convince themselves.

"No, I'm a Condor, how can I compromise with these weak cultivators" The Condor was very conflicted: "What can I do if I don't compromise? Now that I'm being slaughtered, who can save me? ”

In this way, he will say goodbye to this unfettered life forever.

"Stop!" said the vulture sadly.