A loud hiss pierced through the night sky, Xiao Yi's body was full of flames, and the red flames turned into purple flames in an instant, accompanied by bursts of strange sounds, I don't know if it was the collision of flames or the fury in Xiao Yi's body.

Xiao Yi's speed became faster, as if he was using this crazy speed to transfer the pain, after the purple flame entered the body, the whole body was as if it had been carved, bright and neat, its sassy and heroic posture, insignificant charm, can be called the best among horses!

Hour after hour, until the eastern sky turned blue, Xiao Yi's speed finally slowed down. Looking at it at this time, the body surface is like a layer of armor, the shape of this armor is actually a crescent moon, densely covered like scales, this peculiar appearance is by no means dragon scales or fish scales can be covered.

There were a few remnant stars embedded in the pale cyan sky, and in a wasteland, Ning Feng dismounted and lay flat on the ground. Putting out a big word, Ning Feng let out a sigh of relief, the consumption of these three hours was too huge. Xiao Yi lowered his head and looked at Ning Feng, and Ning Feng only then realized that Xiao Yi's forehead actually grew a purple crescent, although it was just an outline, it was particularly vivid in Ning Feng's eyes.

It is this geographical relationship that makes the Barbarian people far more free than the northerners, and the people here worship nature, like to hunt for curiosities, and live in many races, and in terms of nature, they are clearly divided into jungle people and wasteland people.

The wastelanders have an innate fear of the jungle, obstructed vision, ambushes everywhere, and the unknown there is a shadow that can never be waved away for the wastelanders. The same goes for the Jungle People, who are unable to survive in the wasteland, and in their minds, everything is exposed, and when nothing needs to be explored, their lives lose their fun.

The Liujin Continent should not have broken the free and indisputable state of existence of the Barbarians, but half of the world's Manyue has unimaginable resources, rare and exotic grasses, underground minerals and even rare beasts, in the eyes of the Liujin royal family, these just complement the current possession.

In this wasteland, a somewhat hideous looking man is sneering, and in front of him is a northerner in military uniform, judging by his outfit, this warrior is by no means ordinary.

The wasteland man wore a very wide tunic with cuffs large enough to fit in two large jars, and a cloth belt was haphazardly tied around his waist. In a short time, the warrior in front of him fell to his knees, and saw the warrior's mouth sizzle and swallow something, which was not his tongue, but the head of a snake!

The wasteland man did not know how to use it, but he actually stuffed a green snake with the thickness of a wrist into the warrior's mouth, and the green snake repeatedly swam in the warrior's belly, sometimes breaking through the mouth. The wasteland man smirked, his glowing eyes full of greed, and his whole expression seemed to appreciate his own work, and he could have killed the warrior in an instant, but he clearly did not like it.

The warrior was extremely miserable, after a stick of incense, his seven orifices were full of blood, he couldn't move, he couldn't open his mouth, and he clearly felt the passage of life. The green snake confided, with bright red blood, shining with the green skin, and the scene was terrible.

The wasteland man laughed strangely, "Self-righteous northern boy, do you think you can deal with me with a broken piece of armor?

The Wastelanders began to search for prey again. The wastelander loved the feeling of being as far as the eye could see to outsiders, but to them it was in full view, and after a while, the green snake in his sleeve suddenly burst out of his head, swallowing blood-colored letters. The wastelander's eyes lit up, the green snake signaled, and there was prey nearby, and the wasteland man cautiously leaned towards the breath.

As if the eyes were on the top of their heads, the wilderness people's field of vision was much wider than that of ordinary people, and when they were three or four miles away from the prey, they could see the distant sight.

After a while, the wasteland man was dumbfounded, he never expected to meet a horse in the wasteland, and it was a spirit animal. Horses are already the most docile among spirit animals. The wasteland man walked as fast as he could, and when he approached again, he saw a man beside the horse, also in military uniform, carrying a black iron umbrella, sitting on the ground with his eyes closed.

"I didn't expect to meet a child of the Northern tribe again, and if you dare to go to the wasteland, you will have no return!"

This person is Ning Feng and Xiao Yi, after the short rest before, Ning Feng, who had just turned into a pulse, was quite uncomfortable with this new feeling, so he sat quietly and became familiar with it.

Ning Feng and Tuoba had only been separated for a month, he was an ordinary warrior a month ago, and now he had stepped into the cultivation realm in half a step, and life was sometimes like this. But now Ning Feng didn't have time to sigh about this, the piece of paper that Tuoba gave him Ning Feng could already recite backwards, and he originally felt that the amount of information was huge, but now it was far from enough.

In the cultivation world, he had too many things to know, such as what could this spiritual vein do? What methods did beast control and refining weapons have? What did beast weapons have in common? Also, what did the "magic weaponist" in front of Tuoba Gu represent?

Xiao Yi first ploughed the ground, and then turned around Ning Feng, its steps were very slow, and it fell to the ground a few inches deep, Ning Feng stood up with a smile, "Didn't you recognize the master?

When this person has condensed the spiritual vein, I am afraid that no one will believe that Ning Feng can officially communicate with Xiao Yi, not that words are better than words. For some reason, Xiao Yi conveyed the signal of "recognizing the master" to Ning Feng, which made Ning Feng a little puzzled, "Is it related to the spiritual vein? It's like it was just a verbal agreement before, but now you have to make a contract?" Ning Feng said in his heart.

After a few weeks, to Ning Feng's surprise, the hollow crescent moon between Xiao Yi's eyebrows suddenly moved out, and the crescent moon became bigger and bigger, and then it was enough to cover Ning Feng in it, "What is this!"

Before condensing the veins, although Xiao Yi was powerful, he was only limited to the control of Tsushima, and never diverged from anything other than this. At the moment, this purple crescent moon is obviously different, don't look at Ning Feng in it without pain, if it is a different person, the purple outline is very sharp.

"Could it be that this is Xiao Yi's skill?" Ning Feng was surprised as he moved his spiritual vein, and at this moment, Ning Feng's eyebrows seemed to be a window opened, and the sunlight shone in, spreading all over Ning Feng's body, and then converging on his right palm in a moment. Different from the previous so-called thoughts, Ning Feng's control this time was a real control of the spiritual vein, and the effect was much greater than before.

I'm going to have a natal skill?

I saw wisps of qi break through Ning Feng's fingertips, slowly merging with the crescent moon. When the spiritual veins were connected, Ning Feng suddenly found that his spiritual veins had too much contact with Xiao Yi, and this connection was not even under his control, Xiao Yi's spiritual veins occupied Ning Feng's spiritual veins, and there was no room for other spirit beasts.

Gradually, Ning Feng became more excited, which meant that he completely controlled Xiao Yi, and even handed over his skills to Ning Feng, which was the real recognition of the master. From now on, no one can change it, Ning Feng can use everything from Xiao Yi, and he suddenly feels that he has really become a beast spirit master.

After recognizing the master, Ning Feng felt it slightly, and felt that the purple crescent moon pierced extremely strongly, and the control was like an arm, and the whole of the crescent moon was more like a palm view, which was like a weapon to Ning Feng. Outside Luo Sheng's umbrella, Ning Feng has a stronger reliance!

"Then can I still turn the Luo Sheng umbrella into a life spirit weapon?" Ning Feng suddenly thought of this key question, according to what Tuoba said, he can control one vein and two times, but now that the spirit vein has become a thing that controls Xiao Yi, how can it be included in the Luo Sheng umbrella?" "Don't tell me, you still have to condense a spiritual vein to turn the Luo Sheng umbrella into a natal spirit weapon?" Ning Feng didn't know anything about cultivation, so he could only think so.

The flat and quiet wasteland, the slightest abnormality around it can cause Ning Feng and Xiao Yi to notice.

An extraordinarily casually dressed person walked towards Ning Feng, this person was neither fast nor slow, giving people the feeling that he was at the critical point of sneak attack and greetings, and he was very well handled. The barbarian observes Ning Feng in this way, if he detects it early, then this person must have some ability, it is too risky to start directly, and it is the best policy to deal with it with follow-up measures;

But it's a pity that as early as dozens of zhang, Ning Feng stood up and looked over, this was still when he was too focused. The wasteland man immediately smiled, spread his robe very politely, and walked forward slowly.

Of course, the wasteland man saw the scene just now, and when the crescent moon appeared, he almost gave up his intention to hunt, "Transformation technique?" The wasteland man was stunned for a moment, "This horse is actually this kid's natal spirit beast! How could anyone in the world use a horse as a natal spirit beast? You must know how important the first spirit vein is!"

The people of the wasteland shouted loudly, there was a feeling of destroying the heavens, although he had two beasts, but compared to this northern people, the wasteland people still showed bitterness. These two spirit beasts of his are both external spirit beasts, he can only control the retraction and release, he cannot control the skills, and he cannot cultivate with the two beasts, and there is no substantial connection.

If the two spirit beasts of the wasteland people were both natal spirit beasts, he didn't need to wander around and hunt in the wasteland at all, even the world's number one beast spirit sect like the Divine Beast Garden could enter, and an ordinary sect would be an ironclad inner disciple.

The natal spirit beast is not playing to retract, but to summon, no longer need to be like the left sleeve lizard and the right sleeve snake like now, once you enter the sect, all kinds of elixir beast pills, spirit beasts continue to improve, the beast spirit master is rising, and you can live a good time when you think about it.

Using two external spirit beasts against a natal spirit beast sounds ridiculous, but the wasteland man is not stupid, a half-life hunter like him has the strongest observation ability, and he trusts his countless experiences. The people of the Northern Clan, the spirit beast and the horse, are not coordinated everywhere, and this person's methods are blunt and the same military dress as the previous one, he must have encountered some chance, and he absolutely knows nothing about the real beast.

The people of the wasteland still don't know that the beast is strong and the beast is weak, regardless of the species, and it is even more difficult to figure out the big and small fate.

I thought, my spring is coming!