The white ape was furious, and the fierce flames were monstrous.

The cold light of his eyes bloomed, and the hair on his body stood up, and his power was extremely amazing.

The golden-crowned eagle, the little red bird, and the dragon sparrow, these four-grade fierce birds, dared to summon up the courage to fight in the face of the fierce dragon vulture, and did not dare to cry in front of this old ape like the four-winged bird.

Li Shi Mingxuan couldn't help but shudder, and quietly retreated behind Mr. Qingyu, as a junior in the Spirit Valley, he would never dare to say anything.

The flower girl had awe in her eyes, and still wanted to step forward to help Qingyang intercede, but was stopped by Mr. Qingyu and shook her head, at this time it only looked at how Qing's confession.

Qingyang glanced at the golden ape who was still asleep, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly: "White Ape Gong, this is my family's self-brewed spirit wine, there are some disadvantages to alcoholism, but drinking it in moderation is helpful for cultivation, but it is a little too drunk." ”

"Humph!"

The white old ape stared at Qingyang for a long time, and then he snorted coldly, and said in a disdainful tone, "There is also spirit wine outside the spirit valley?

Before the words fell, it stretched out a pair of ape arms, unceremoniously snatched the wine jar from the hands of the green thief grass spirit, and was about to fall over the huge stone slab on the edge of the clear pool.

At the moment when the old ape lifted the wine jar high, he couldn't help but take a breath, and the action of falling down suddenly stopped.

I saw that its eyes were uncertain, its face flickered brightly and darkly, and after hesitating for a moment, it slowly put down the wine jar, wrapped its left arm around the wine jar, and pointed at the golden ape with its right hand.

With a fierce look on his face, he shouted: "Boy, it is rare for the golden ape to have such a cultivation talent for thousands of years, but you left the Spirit Valley with you but delayed your cultivation, and let it drink heavily, and this wine will be under my control in the future!"

The old ape's attitude changed so much that it was dumbfounded, and even Mr. Qingyu couldn't help but shake his head with a smile, obviously seeing some clues.

"Hee-hee~"

The flower girl couldn't help but cover her mouth and snicker, which made the white ape man slightly embarrassed and said: "This wine contains some aura after all, it's a pity to fall······"

Qingyang suddenly, the old ape who was fond of fine wine obviously took a fancy to his own spirit wine, and immediately chuckled: "My spirit wine is at the mercy of the white ape!"

"Hmph~"

The old ape looked a little embarrassed, turned around and saw that the golden ape was still asleep, and his heart was still angry, and he immediately kicked it into the Lingquan Qingtan.

"Puff~"

The cold and cool water of the pool made the sleeping golden ape wake up suddenly, and struggled to crawl to the edge of Tan in the water, rubbing his eyes, and unbelievably saw the white old ape in front of him.

The old ape stared at the golden ape with a cold expression and reprimanded: "Karma is good at diligence and frolic, but you are so wasted your cultivation talent, start practicing swordsmanship with me from today."

Every day, the rooster crows, and you can rest when you are young, and you can't leave this valley within half a year of learning sword practice, anyway, there are many spiritual fruits in the valley, and you don't have to have other meals~"

Hearing this, the golden ape couldn't help but shudder, the days of freedom and happiness are over, not only will he be imprisoned in his freedom, but he will not even be able to get food and wine again.

The little guy looked at Qingyang pitifully for help, but at this time, Qingyang could only help, so he just entered the study class.

Seeing the old ape leave with the dejected golden ape, the tense atmosphere just now disappeared in an instant, and a few green thief grass spirits dared to protest loudly.

The flower girl came to Qingyang's side and chuckled: "Sir, the white ape has never drunk fine wine, these spirit wines will definitely satisfy it, as long as there is an altar every day, keep it in a good mood!"

"There is enough spiritual wine at home!"

Qingyang nodded in response, but he was very distressed for a while.

Although there are thousands of jars of spiritual wine in the medicine garden's wine cellar, it can't withstand a large amount of consumption.

Not only does it have to supply the Qing clan to practice drinking, but Mr. Puyang also likes it very much, and the treasure medicine spirit object and the white ape are even more big consumers.

The supply of so many people will be exhausted if it can't last for a year, and other ways must be found to make up for it.

At this time, he didn't have to think too much, Qingyang nodded to the flower spirit girl, turned around and greeted Mr. Qingyu and said, "After a month of farewell, I didn't expect to see Mr. Qingyu again so soon, Qing's family, as the host, naturally has to be entertained!"

"There's no need to rush!"

Mr. Qingyu was still elegant and calm, and chuckled, "Mr. Qingyang said that there is a way to subdue the dragon vulture, I wonder if I can be lucky enough to witness it with my own eyes?"

The Great Wilderness Dragon Vulture has a tyrannical and ferocious temperament, even if the White Ape Gong and Mr. Qingyu are not a last resort, they will not fight with them, and they are even more curious about how Qingyang will subdue them.

Qingyang silently calculated in his heart, just now when the dragon vulture was seriously injured by the white ape was the most angry, and after this snub may be successful, he immediately nodded and smiled: "Naturally, it doesn't matter!"

Everyone walked and chatted, and Qingyang knew about a series of things that had happened in Linggu recently.

Since the Blood Slaughter God annihilated the head and remnant souls, the White Ape Gong led the people of the Spirit Valley to sweep through the mountain ghost territory, completely sweeping away this evil beast territory that had threatened the Spirit Valley for thousands of years.

Although there were many mountain ghosts who scattered and fled after the defeat, after losing their numerical superiority and leader, they no longer posed much threat to Linggu.

The more Qingyang listened, the more envious he became, any team in Linggu could make up hundreds of four-rank transformation spirit clans, and the Qing clan was full of dragons and sparrows.

In this way, it is more and more important to subdue a dragon vulture, not to mention that it is very likely to be promoted to a first-grade fierce bird within a few years, which will be a great help to the Qing clan.

"Cry~"

The depths of the jungle roared continuously, and the huge trees were upside down, the mountains and rocks burst out, and the radius of more than ten miles was full of mess, and the dragon vulture was still struggling desperately, roaring incessantly.

Everyone stood thousands of feet away and didn't get close, and Mr. Qingyu shook his head and said, "The sword of the White Ape Gong cut off its left wing bone, even if it is cured by elixir, it will take at least a few months to recover!"

Looking at the dragon vulture roaring in the distance, Qingyang calmly stepped forward slowly, making the dragon vulture even more irritable, regardless of the blood spraying from the wound, he was about to rush over.

"The mind is empty, like divine help~"

As Qingyang drank violently in his mouth, he exchanged 100,000 contribution points for the blessing of the Taichu Dao Sutra, and entered the dragon vulture divine soul, making this huge fierce bird stunned.

Flipping through the dragon vulture spirit, Qingyang seems to have witnessed this dragon vulture crawl out of the eggshell, killing its unshelled brothers and sisters, and gradually grew up to experience many fights and become partners with a female dragon vulture.

These two powerful dragon vultures roamed the barren jungle, and even the second-grade beasts and fierce birds had to avoid fighting them, but they clashed with a golden giant eagle.

The two powerful dragon vultures at the peak of the third grade were defeated by this golden giant eagle, and after being injured, they had to flee in embarrassment, almost dying under the claws of the golden eagle.

Seeing this divine thought, Qingyang turned into a hundred-zhang giant in the dragon vulture spirit, casting a thousand-zhang blade, like a god.

Shouted: "Chop"

The golden giant eagle was slashed like lightning with a thousand sharp edges, the mountains shook, the mountains and forests collapsed, as if the end of the world, the two dragon vultures were also completely subdued, and Qingyang took the opportunity to plant the seeds of ideas in the dragon vulture consciousness.

When his mind left the dragon vulture soul, and this huge fierce bird also woke up from the shock of the divine soul, his expression was shocked and uncertain that he was going to kill Qingyang again.

Qingyang's face was calm and calm, and a golden giant of dozens of zhang appeared out of thin air, holding hundreds of zhang sharp edges and shouting: "Chop~"

"Cry~"

The dragon vulture stopped suddenly, looked at Qingyang with a look of surprise, and finally bowed down after hesitating for a long time.