Although the teenagers were already close to the depths of the Tianlong Mountain Range, Li Tiande did not interfere too much with their itinerary in the end. In his opinion, the current situation is still under control, and there is no need to worry about the safety of everyone.

The young eagle must be placed in the most dangerous environment in order for it to grow quickly and spread its wings. Of course, whether Li Tiande is worried about these bunnies who play tricks on him from time to time, and is ready to let them suffer a little to vent, only he knows.

The morning fog in the jungle is getting thicker by the day. Originally, other mercenary teams that could sometimes be seen on the outskirts of the Tianlong Mountain Range had not encountered other mercenary teams that had entered the mountains to complete tasks for more than ten days. Due to the fog, the direction of travel is not so real. From time to time, Blue Point paused to observe the sun through the palm-sized sky of the dense forest to determine the next trip.

You know, they are already very close to the territory of high-level demonic beasts. Now they are not strong enough to laugh at high-level demonic beasts. Maybe the little beast can, but it's their experience, not the little beast's. Relying too much on external forces will only make the experience lose its original meaning. Their target was a sixth-order peak demonic beast. This is the most suitable target for them to practice at present, just like the one-horned thunder rhino that was blown by Niu Er a few days ago.

A few days later, the teenagers encountered a flaming tyrannosaurus. As the most powerful attacking existence at the peak of the sixth order, the alert Flame Tyrannosaurus suppressed all conspiracies with absolute strength. When the last Niu Er, who was hiding behind the boulder and thinking about the chrysanthemum dragon meat, was forced out by the explosion, the operation was forced to fail.

Under the monstrous power of the Flame Tyrannosaurus, everyone had to choose to retreat. Of course, one or two small looks are really embarrassing. How to put it, it's like coke from a barbecue in the southern prairie.

The days were spent in the midst of challenges, failures and successes, and a month passed in the blink of an eye. If that hadn't happened, everyone would have continued this high-intensity training pattern until the start of school a month later......

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On the edge of a small pond in the depths of the Demon Beast Mountain Range, a seventh-order primary liger beast was greedily sucking up the already small amount of pond water. It had noticed the strangeness around it, but it didn't pay attention to it. After a cursory observation, although the humans surrounding it were quite strong, they were only at the level of an average fifth-order high-level warrior. This kind of gore is not in sight.

You know, the sixth to seventh order is a natural watershed. After crossing, the strength is not only growing a little bit, but directly exponentially exponential. This iron law applies equally to both humans and monsters. Moreover, because of the promotion of high-level Warcraft, Warcraft will awaken their natural powers. Coupled with a naturally strong body, this makes the Warcraft far stronger than humans of the same level. If it weren't for the fact that the strength was much higher, the average human powerhouse would not want to fight with high-level demonic beasts of the same level.

The liger raised its head and snorted heavily, and a mass of formed white qi condensed in front of it as if it were substance, and it did not dissipate for a long time.

If it weren't for the feast on a young antelope just now, the liger would have pounced on it and tore the ants that dared to offend it to pieces. Now? It just wants to get rid of these annoying flies and get a good night's sleep. However, it seems that its intentions are too good.

"Attack!" shouted from somebody, and the humans around them swarmed up. As he drilled out of the bushes, countless powerful crossbows shot out from all directions, instantly forming an encirclement.

The liger roared angrily, these humans are so uninteresting! Originally, they wanted them to retreat, but now they dared to offend its heavenly might. Hmph, don't even think about leaving, leave them all!

The liger's four claws popped out, revealing sharp points, and layers of white mist suddenly appeared under the soles of its feet, and a stream of wind patterns visible to the naked eye suddenly wrapped its limbs. The liger beast rose to its feet, jumped lightly, and passed by. Where the giant palm slashed, a terrifying blood mist filled the surroundings. In half a breath, several people touched it and died!

The liger enjoyed the carnage very much. As a high-level demonic beast of the wind system, it has not lost a battle at the same level since it obtained the talent of "riding the wind" when it successfully advanced. Even if you encounter a difficult bone to gnaw, you can still run if you can't beat it! Looking at the angry expressions of those strong enemies who were being pulled farther and farther away by themselves, and could only stare at the spot, the liger beast was not to mention how proud it was.

It likes the feeling of its claws tearing through its enemies, and it always feels that this is the best way to fight it. The moment the claws tore through its flesh, the liger felt a call from the ancients. It makes it look wild and sexy. This is also the charm of its tried-and-true pursuit of the same sex.

Today, the liger can be free again. After making a beautiful turn in a dashing 180-degree spin, the liger bared its teeth and waved its claws at the terrified humans on the other side. That's right, be afraid, be afraid, and that's the price you pay for offending me!

There was a scream, and several more people were killed. The liger sucked in a mouthful of blood-filled air. It's so comfortable, it's been a long time since I've felt like this kind of slaughter!

The liger's eyes flashed, and he glanced contemptuously at the humans in the other directions, who were covered in cold sweat and retreated. The liger triumph stretched out its huge claws and smashed the corpse in front of it that had just been cut in the throat. Then, the liger pounced on its next target with a fierce face.

In its view, all these humans have to die, but they die in order. To deal with this group of people, it is not worth it to use more magical powers, and it can be tortured to death slowly. It loved to see the dreaded faces of the aggressors.

It seems like it's missing something, though. A group of humans who are far from being opponents would dare to surround it, and there is no certainty that they will dare to surround it. And this black hand, which will eventually put it to death, finally made a move at its most proud moment!

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When the liger stretched its body to its fullest and pounced on its prey in what it thought was its most elegant position, it instantly transformed from a hunter to a prey in mid-air. The liger flew through a bush of grass that exploded, and a black sword appeared silently, piercing the back of the gir's head with a stunned expression. The black sword poured out of his brain, bringing out a sky full of blood, and there was a white eyeball hanging on the tip of the pitch-black sword. The liger looked incredulous, but the swift passage of life made it finally taste the price of its arrogance. The ligermon's head tilted, and a difficult high-level demonic beast died.

The man half a meter in front of the liger beast had weak feet, as if his skeleton had been extracted, and he sat down on the ground in an instant.

A black-haired man with long shoulder-length hair, a delicate face, and a slight hint of evil at the corner of his mouth gently shook the black sword, removing all the remaining blood stains on it. The black-haired man turned around and glanced at the slumped man and snorted coldly.

The slumped man quickly got up, his face full of flattery.

"My cousin is very powerful, so naturally he doesn't take this high-level lion and tiger beast in his eyes. My cousin is not talented, but he has embarrassed my cousin. I hope my cousin doesn't care. Next time, my cousin won't do it again!"

The black-haired man glanced at the strong man with scratches on his face and a single glance, and a look of disdain jumped on his face. If it weren't for the loss of his mother at a young age and the care of this cousin's mother for many years, the black-haired man would have been eager to kick this soft egg out of the mercenary group. Flicking his sleeves heavily, the black-haired man turned to leave. "Remember, there's no next time!"

"Yes, yes, there will be no next time, I promise!" the strong man smiled like a blooming chrysanthemum, and his face was full of wrinkles and knife wounds. If the teenagers were here, they would immediately recognize him. He is the black bull who has had some holidays with Qingfeng twice.

After being wiped out by Qing Feng's inexplicable rampage and destroying almost the entire Black Bull mercenary group, the depressed Black Bull felt that his future was hopeless, and he came to Tiannan alone to join his cousin Black Sword, whose strength was at the peak of the seventh order. Although it was a little depressing at the beginning, following the black sword all the way, the original stagnant cultivation broke through. Black Bull, who had risen to the sixth rank level, resolutely took the position of group leader in the Black Sword Mercenary Group created by his cousin. This time, it was his group that was ordered to come to surround the Lion and Tiger Beast, creating a chance for Black Sword, who was good at hiding and sneaking attacks.

"Black Bull Group, people who are still alive came to report. You, you, you, go clean up that liger. Don't leave anything useful, do you hear that!" After the black sword left, the black bull immediately changed his face and commanded proudly.

In the middle of the sound, a huge lion and tiger beast was swept away by the dozen or so people who survived. There are also a few more improvised mounds in the jungle. The black bull was about to lead the team away, when he suddenly saw a team of half-grown teenagers walking out in the distance.

When the group of teenagers saw that there were people here, they waved their hands and showed their goodwill, and then made a detour.

The black bull hurriedly turned his head, a pair of round bull's eyes were full of strange bloodshots, and the two rows of yellowed teeth were bitten by him at this moment.

"That's right, it's them, I recognize them all when they turn to ashes!, it's just, how can they be here?" Black Bull recognized the four members of the group at a glance. It was the young man in Tsing Yi in the middle of the team who gave him the greatest shame in his life. He would love to eat its flesh raw, if his strength allowed.

That day, Qingfeng's invincible image after his madness seemed to leap in front of him, making the ** of revenge that the black bull had just born instantly come to naught. Although his strength has increased, the black bull still has a sense of powerlessness.

Glancing at the figures of the group of teenagers who had gone away, the black bull clenched his fists, his nails digging deep into his palms, and bleeding a ground.

"I may not be able to, but I still have an identity, the leader of the B-level Black Sword Mercenary Group. I can't do it myself, so I beg my cousin, I believe that my cousin will help me this time for the sake of my mother's face!

You guys, very well, there is a way in heaven that you don't take, and hell has no door to break into!"

A burst of hysterical laughter echoed through the jungle.

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After several days of all-night work, I found that the state was indeed much worse than before. Some places are not well written, please Haihan. It will stabilize in a few days. Ask for recommendations, ask for collections.