Fenghua turned around and pounced, and began to punch and kick the holy beast peacock, and beat it properly.

Goodo......

The group swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, this is a beating of a tenth-level holy beast.

Okay, so violent.

Little Lord of the North Heaven, how dare you do this, how can you do this?

The peacock planted in the yellow sand is already wonderful, and this scene of a holy beast being beaten by a waste wood is even more rare, it's just - can't look at it directly!

It was a holy beast that was beaten to the point that it had no power to resist! How can this be.

Although the Holy Beast Peacock is not strong, it hurts to watch it being beaten like this.

After fighting for a while, Fenghua straightened up, looked at the peacock with flowers and branches, calmly patted the dust on his body, and beckoned to the ink crimson general over there, "Crybaby, help me pluck all its hair!" ”

Plucking, plucking?

was shocked, but Mo Crimson stood beside the peacock.

That posture is like that of a master who has been plucking his hair for many years, and his technique is extremely skillful.

In the blink of an eye, a peacock will become a bald chicken.

Although the peacock is not as good as the phoenix, it looks very miserable and pitiful. In particular, it was plucked by ink crimson white, except for the feathers that were missing, the mottled body seemed to have been greatly corroded.

Cry!

The apparition of the peacock vanished, replaced by a shrill cry from the back mountain.

Boom Boom!

Corresponding to it is the muffled sound from the back mountain, although people do not understand the language of beasts, but listening to this voice, they can also detect the happy mood of the owner of this voice. This feels familiar, and it will be the pitiful white bear who peels his own skin.

Mo Feibai wanted to hand the feathers he had plucked to Fenghua, but found that these feathers could not be touched at all, so he threw them aside in disgust and stood there calmly.

And after the peacock phantom disappeared, a colorful stone condensed out of the yellow sand. This should be the guardian of the holy beast peacock.

Holding the stone in the palm of his hand and playing with it, Fenghua raised his eyebrows.

It can resist an attack below level 10 at a time, and it is different depending on the Warcraft. The Holy Beast Tiger is resistant to physical attacks, and is also able to counterattack back. The lightning marten is the power to strengthen an attack to reach level ten magicians, and I don't know what the ice silkworm is. That white bear is very simple, indiscriminately defending against level 10 attacks, and has no other stacking effects.

What kind of guard will this flowery peacock be?

The championship was won, and by the way, it ruined a ring.

Although she was able to use the small disc, which was the gravity key. But now her strength is still too weak. How can I become stronger? Standing honestly on the side and listening to the words of the referees, Fenghua thought so in his heart.

Cultivation is all down-to-earth, and if you upgrade too quickly, it will definitely damage your body later, but the gains outweigh the losses.

So, what to do?

Suddenly, there was a slight pause in the hand that was playing with the stone. As a summoner, if you contract with the Holy Beast, can you also use the Holy Beast Guardian to protect yourself?

Wait, summoner! She's a summoner! She remembered that Xiao Wu had said that summoners could use the level of Warcraft to improve, and now she was the strength of a sixth-level magic power and a sixth-level warrior.