After achieving the Juggernaut, Notting Hill almost looked like a different person, and although he was haggard in appearance, his incomparably strong self-confidence made him exude an amazing personality.

He is not very old, he looks like he is thirty or forty years old, and his actual age is not even sixty years old, sixty years old is already old for ordinary people, but for masters of the level of Sword Master, they are still in their teens and still have a long life.

Notting Hill is also a stunning figure, if it were not for the appearance of Ralph Hillman, he would definitely become a rising star of the Orcs, attracting the attention of tens of thousands of people, and he could even break through in advance and become a sword master.

But the birth of Ralph Hillman's genius completely obscured his brilliance, and in the minds of others, Notting Hill was just a stepping stone for Ralph Hillman to rise, and his severed arms became the glory of the fangs.

I am afraid that when other orcs mention Notting Mountain, their first impression is that he is a failure, and the second impression is that he is the famous Ranger Notting Mountain, and ignore his amazing achievements in fighting spirit.

Only Zhang Debiao understood how talented this beast warrior with broken arms was, although Raff also understood the importance of runes to fighting spirit, but Notting Mountain was the first person to really take this step.

Based on this alone, he can be called a grandmaster-level figure!

Therefore, after Notting Hill gave Zhang Debiao the guidance on the runes, Zhang Debiao did not hesitate to tell him his cultivation experience to help him break his inner demons and become a sword saint.

Notting Hill said with a smile: "The realm of the Sword Saint is really wonderful, if you don't step into this realm, you won't understand the mystery in it at all, it's not as simple as being reborn of flesh and blood." I feel like I'm touching another realm, innate!"

Zhang Debiao listened quietly, without interjecting, the experience of the Sword Saint when he broke through was a rare wealth for anyone who cultivated Dou Qi, although the barbarians in Southern Xinjiang were rich in Dou Sheng, who were even more powerful than the Sword Saint, but the historical changes, there was not much experience and experience handed down.

"Innate is divided into three realms, the origin of life, the origin of spirituality and the origin of fighting spirit. The origin of life can increase the life span and rebirth of flesh and blood, while the origin of spirit and the origin of fighting spirit, I can't say clearly, and I am still groping. ”

Notting Hill smiled and said: "Brother Aman, you used to tell me that fighting spirit is a god, and I am a god, and now I have finally grasped this completely." Speaking of which, I should really be grateful to Ralph Hillman, he cut off my arms to let me stay in the realm of Dou Qi Transformation for nine years, and nine years of accumulation allowed me to break through and become a sword master in one fell swoop!"

"I've been delayed in the realm of Dou Qi Transformation for nine years, and the same is true for Raff, he also has an incomparably heavy accumulation, and it will not be more difficult than me to break through the Sword Master with his qualifications. ”

Zhang Debiao nodded, Raff's intelligence was even better than Notting Hill, and he wouldn't believe that Raff couldn't become a sword saint if he was killed.

However, Zhang Debiao's own path as a sage is still far away, although his cultivation has reached the first stage of the transformation of fighting qi and can achieve the transformation of fist intent, but there are still two stages after the transformation of fist intent.

In the second stage, the four-armed transformation is just an approximation, not that the fighting spirit can only condense into four arms, as long as the fighting spirit is enough and the spiritual power is enough, it is not impossible to achieve a thousand hands and a thousand arms.

In the second stage, he can impact the Sage Realm, but what he values more is the third stage, the third realm is mysterious and unpredictable, and Zhang Debiao is just a guess, and it is naturally difficult to practice.

The reason why he attaches great importance to the ethereal third realm, in addition to the fact that the third realm can greatly improve his strength, there is a more important reason, that is, he wants to record his cultivation process of becoming a fighting saint and leave it for all the people in southern Xinjiang for reference.

Tanya Temple has never recorded the process of marching into the Dou Sheng, so it is up to him to record this process completely and complete this feat, so this feat must not leave a blank space!

"By the way, Notting Hill senior, are there any saint-level demonic beasts around here?"

"Absolutely. This is the Jingmen Ellis Mountains, the most majestic and magnificent mountains and rivers in the Beast Continent, and the king-level demonic beasts are no less than your Luoyue Forest, so they can naturally give birth to several saint-level demonic beasts. I even saw a black dragon fly over the waterfall and land on a hill in the southeast. ”

Notting Hill said this, paused, and said curiously: "Brother Aman, what are you doing inquiring about this?"

Zhang Debiao smiled: "Of course, hunting. Brother Tai, let's go find that black dragon!"

Notting Mountain was taken aback, all the monsters with dragon words, none of them are easy to mess with, especially the black dragon, which belongs to the high-level dragon species, even if Notting Mountain becomes a sword saint, when he encounters this black dragon, he has to take a detour, and kindly reminded: "Aman, that is a mature black dragon, a saint-level demonic beast!"

Zhang Debiao glanced at Brother Tai, who was about to move, and said with a smile: "It's okay, I dare to find it, naturally I am sure." ”

Notting Hill shook his head and said: "If it is to say, if you deal with this black dragon, of course I have to help, but tomorrow is the day for the Council of Elders, this is still thousands of miles away from the Temple of the God of War, I must rush over as soon as possible." ”

Zhang Debiao nodded and said, "Seniors go first, I'll arrive later!"

"Aman, be careful yourself, if you can't beat it, run away, I'll go first!" Notting Hill rose up and flew in the direction of the Temple of the God of War.

Zhang Debiao saw him go away, and immediately took Brother Tai to find the mountain mentioned by Notting Hill, and stood on the top of the mountain and looked down. The black dragon was a mature body, and its size must have been extremely huge, but Zhang Debiao searched everywhere and never found the black dragon.

"Could it be that the black dragon went out?" Zhang Debiao was a little disappointed in his heart, and suddenly released his spiritual power, and bombarded this mountain in the form of a spiritual storm, but after a long time, there was still no reaction, the barbarian shrugged his shoulders and said: "It seems that this black dragon is indeed not at home, Brother Tai, let's go......"

Before the words fell, suddenly a heavy dragon power rose from somewhere in the valley, and a dragon roared loudly: "Who is spreading wild in my house and making people sleep?"

"Hey, this dragon is at home!" Zhang Debiao was surprised and delighted, and looked at the sound, and couldn't help but be stunned, only to see a black dragon that was too fat to walk to flutter its little wings, panting and flying over. The black dragon was as fat as a ball, and it was pitifully small, not a little bigger than Brother Tai, and when it flew from the valley to the mountain, it was so tired that it fell to the ground with a pop, and its left front paw held on to a stone and gasped for air.

"Grandma's exhaustion me, you just made Uncle Ben sleep?" the little black dragon gasped and immediately raised his toes.

Zhang Debiao felt incredulous and said, "Little friend, where are the adults in your family?"

The little fat dragon suddenly became furious, the dragon whiskers on his lips were blown straight, and roared: "What do you call my family? There is only one dragon here!"

Zhang Debiao was disappointed, and beckoned to Brother Tai, who kept drooling: "It turned out to be a young dragon, let's go!"

"Young dragon?" The little fat dragon trembled with anger, and the dragon scales were trembling, and said angrily: "Uncle Root, I am more than 1,300 years old, and I am still a young dragon?"

Zhang Debiao really couldn't see that this little thing was more than 1,300 years old, so he turned back to Brother Tai and said, "Older than you." ”

Brother Tai glanced at the little fat dragon with disdain, and snorted: "Its age is all living on its fat belly!"

The little black dragon was half angry with the two of them, he had never seen such a bold person, he actually dared to tease its little belly in front of it, and suddenly became alert: "By the way, humble human, what are you doing in my Dragon Valley?"

Zhang Debiao smiled and said, "Find you a new owner." ”

"Looking for a new owner?" the little fat dragon blinked, and it took a while to come back to his senses, and said with a gloomy face: "What if I don't agree?"

Zhang Debiao said apologetically: "If you don't agree, then I have to kill you and take your dragon blood to improve the spiritual power of my disciple." ”

"You're looking for death!" The little fat dragon roared, the dragon groaned high-pitched, and the little head suddenly became huge, like a small mountain, opening the huge mouth of the blood pool and biting Zhang Debiao!

At this moment, an even bigger head suddenly sprang out next to him, full of tiger teeth, and opened his mouth to swallow the fat dragon's head into his mouth!

The fat dragon's rooted head shrank sharply, trying to escape from the gap between Taige's teeth, and Taige's head also shrank rapidly, and finally bit it in its mouth, so anxious that the fat dragon's pair of fleshy wings fluttered and flapped.

"Surrender!" The little fat dragon took a space ring on his rooted paws, and with a flash of his little claws, he took out a small white pants from the ring, picked it up with a stick, and waved it twice.

Zhang Debiao laughed dumbly, this black dragon was so funny, and said with a smile: "Brother Tai, let it go." ”

Brother Tai shook his head and closed his mouth tightly.

"Hurry up! Look, its neck has been bitten and bleeding from you!" Zhang Debiao said angrily, Brother Tai still shook his head, unwilling to let go.

Zhang Debiao's eyes rolled and he said with a smile: "If you want to eat dragons, next time I will take you to the eighth layer of the abyss, where the dragon clan gathers." ”

Brother Tai reluctantly let go of his mouth, licked the little fat dragon's still bleeding neck with his scarlet tongue, and pretended to say, "I'll help you stop the bleeding......"

The little fat dragon couldn't help but shiver, and suddenly with a bang, the size became extremely huge, the two fleshy wings spread, a radius of fifty meters was dim, and the roar rose to the sky, and the quack laughed: "Dead tiger, Uncle Ben can't beat you, and he can't run away from you?" Don't look at me fat, I'm a black dragon, but the fastest flying dragon ......."

Before the words fell, Tai Ge also regained the size of a giant beast, and with a flap of his six wings, he came to the sky above it, and with a hard press of his four claws, the fat dragon rolled and fell from the air with a wail, smashing the mountain and trembling, and the rocks flew everywhere, and the dust and smoke were everywhere.

"Three pairs of wings! You are a sling! How can there be a slinger with black wings and black hair?"

The fat dragon finally recognized the identity of Tai Ge as the natural enemy of the dragon clan, and he trembled with fright, his body couldn't help shrinking, and he turned into a fat mini dragon again, shrinking into a crack in the stone.

Brother Tai ran back to Zhang Debiao, wagged his tail at him and stuck out his tongue, Zhang Debiao knocked on its head heavily, and said angrily: "If you have something to say, you are not allowed to learn from Xiao Hei!"

The little tiger laughed dryly twice and said, "This guy wants to escape, why don't we just kill it, I'll eat the meat, and the dragon's blood will be left to you, how about it?"

The barbarian thought for a while, nodded and said, "Yes, but the dragon crystal belongs to me, and I will also use the dragon crystal and dragon blood to improve Eva's mental power." Together, these two things are enough to raise her spiritual power to the Holy Level, which is on par with me!By the way, there are also two dragon's eyes that must be given to me, and my tourmaline knife needs a large number of Holy Beast Eyes......"

When the little fat dragon heard this, his face turned pale with fright, and in the blink of an eye, the two robbers had already divided it verbally, so he hid in the crack of the stone and raised his little white pants again and waved vigorously: "Surrender, this time it is really surrendered, the two eldest brothers let the younger brother go......"

...... Brother Tai reluctantly stared at the neck of the little black dragon, and said, "Aman, let's really not eat it and try it?" This is the holy dragon, I haven't even tasted ......it."

Zhang Debiao said earnestly: "Brother Tai, don't you always think about eating and drinking, wouldn't it be better to keep it to promote the cruelty of your old man?" Without waiting for the depressed black dragon to protest, he said, "Xiaofei, who did you learn from that trick of picking up your pants and surrendering?"

Fat Dragon Root said cautiously: "I once went to rob the beast village, and a man in their village ran out with his pants and said surrender, I thought this thing was very interesting, so I collected one in case I needed it...... "Now I really use it, the dragon god is on it, who did I offend me......"

Zhang Debiao shook his head and smiled: "The holy beast is to the point of robbing the beast farmer, and you are the first one." Follow me to the Temple of the God of War, and I will introduce you to a good host, who will give you fragrant food and spicy food, and no worries about food and clothing!"

Fat Dragon rooted blinked his little eyes, and was ten thousand unhappy in his heart: "Worry-free food and clothing? It's not that I want to be a magic pet for others, and I will lose half of my strength at once, which is really insulting to the ancestors of the dragon clan......"

Zhang Debiao didn't care whether she was happy or not, and finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart: "Let Eva sign a magic pet contract with this fat dragon and divide the spiritual power of the holy dragon equally, and her spiritual power will improve by leaps and bounds, and she will be promoted to the realm of the nineteenth-level holy demon guide in one fell swoop! Cultivation will inevitably progress rapidly, and it will only take another six or seven years for Eva to have the strength to protect herself! And with this fat dragon here, her safety will also be guaranteed, this can be regarded as my incompetent mentor, a little compensation......"

In his heart, Zhang Debiao has always felt sorry for Eva Geush. The situation of the little girl of the beast clan was miserable, her parents and relatives died in the hands of Prince Nanming Geshu, worshipping herself as a teacher, and she had to be forced by the situation to let her step into the power struggle of the beast clan at a young age, so Zhang Debiao spared no effort to pave a bright road for Eva!

(To be continued)