"Subtle vacuum, Shenxiao Zhao Gong, Lei Lai!"

Bang!

A divine thunderbolt slashed down, catching the deer-headed beast by surprise, and its body was scorched black and frozen in place, and the sparks brought by the thunder and lightning directly ignited the surrounding trees.

Yang Zhao's eyes were quick, and he held a spear at the throat of the fierce beast, and stabbed it directly.

Poof, a little red plum blooms.

She frowned, this fierce beast seemed to have a great foundation, but Yang Zhao was stunned and didn't pierce its neck.

The stiff fierce beast roared, aroused by this ferocity, and with a shake of its head, a spiritual light popped out of the two antlers, and slashed at Yang Chao's head.

Yang Zhao's waist sank down, and he suddenly lowered his head, and a vicious wind brushed over his head.

She was not moved by the evil wind, and her spiritual power poured into the dragon spear.

Poke, turn, pump, poke.

The beast took one step back, and she took two steps forward.

The simple action was repeated four times, and in the continuous screams, within half a second, the head of the fierce beast was shackled down by Yang Zhao.

The head slammed and fell to the ground, staring at Yang Zhao with a pair of eyes, his mouth full of blood, and he made a whirring sound.

Yang Zhao raised the Jiaolong spear and slammed it down, click! With a bang, the entire skull sank, and a pair of eyes rotted into flesh.

"Two cow eyes, scared me to death."

Yang Zhao used the dragon gun to pull the head on the ground, and then looked at the body that was bleeding from his neck and fell to the ground, and he was reluctant to throw it here.

He took out the big bag and stuffed the corpse of the beast into it with disgust.

Fortunately, her food and drink are all put in a small bag, otherwise there will be a psychological shadow for a snack in the future.

After packing the Qiankun bag, she looked around, and there were two monkey-like beasts in the foundation building period that had rushed to the ground and were entangled with those soldiers.

She looked into the distance, and a large group of fierce beasts were driven away by someone, and they surrounded this place.

"Get out of the way!"

Yang Zhaoqing snorted and pinched the trick with one hand.

"Subtle vacuum, Shenxiao Zhao Gong, Lei Lai!"

Boom, two bolts of lightning slashed the two foundation-building beasts into pitch black.

Yang Zhao wasn't sure if the two were dead, so with a wave of the dragon spear, he smashed the heads of the two fierce beasts and quickly put them into the big Qiankun bag.

Then she threw the dragon spear above her head.

"Hayama, shapeshift."

"Aang!"

With a hoarse roar, a dragon appeared in mid-air.

"Go up, I'll take you out."

"Exterior cabin ......"

Yang Zhao turned his head abruptly and glared.

"Human life is important, go up!"

The large and small pieces of the outer compartment were all picked up from the jungle and piled together like a hill.

They didn't ramble any more, they all rode to the dragon, and a soldier from the foundation building period made it to the end.

Yang Zhao felt out the potholed Feng Lingzhu, raised his legs and stood on the top of the dragon's head, pinching the trick with one hand, dark clouds gradually rose in the sky, and thunder was ready to go.

"Catch up with the soldiers in front and go!"

"Ang~"

As soon as the dragon took off, the soldiers on its back were taken aback, and the dense variety of fierce beasts were not afraid of the invasion of the fire, and gathered from all directions, and the plum trees in the rainforest fell and moved.

A flock of birds hovered in the sky, and giant insects flapped their wings, which had faintly formed an encirclement.

"This ......"

As soon as they saw this scene, even the most stupid person knew what was going on.

The soldiers' eyes were red.

"Senior Yang, it's those black hands, the outer cabin can't be left to them in vain!

Yang Zhao shook his hand behind him, and with a loud bang, a bolt of lightning slashed straight behind, blasting the gathered fragments all over the sky.

Ignoring the screams behind him, Yang Zhao pinched Lei Jue again, a dark cloud followed the top of Jiaolong's head, and Feng Ling Zhuhua formed a large metal ball with a diameter of one meter, following beside him.

A few steps after they walked out, they met the soldiers who had run ahead of them, trapped in the rainforest, fighting five or six fierce beasts.

"Get out of the way!"

Bang!

In the firelight, Feng Lingzhu's entire group formed a ball, with a majestic momentum, falling from the sky, smashing the heads of those fierce beasts, and gradually bleeding the surrounding soldiers.

Feng Lingzhu hasn't been repaired yet, and it's not suitable for Jindan stage monks, but it's good to be a meteor hammer.

"Come up!"

A few little bloody men sat up, and Hayama rushed out of the air.

Whether they are flying in the sky or running on the ground, just watching them from a distance does not prevent them from staying away.

Yang Zhao looked back and saw that there were already dozens of foundation-building stage beasts converging on the camp they had cut out against the monstrous fire.

They roared, they were restless, they bared their teeth and claws, they were hostile to each other, but they didn't fight each other.

Yang Zhao sneered: "That is, the Jindan Stage Beasts of the Wind Breeze Realm have consumed a large wave, otherwise we will leave it behind." ”

Dong Chengzhi said hatefully on the side: "These people have smart noses, they can actually find us." ”

A monk in the foundation building period pondered for a while and said, "It is estimated that they have left people in the realm of the wind, and the movement of our coming down is not small, let them find out." ”