Although Yin Qin did not show a smile, his divine consciousness surged, and at such a close distance, he could not escape the induction of Jindan Ancestor at all. With Yunshang's wisdom and intelligence, after a little thought, he thought of the reason for the surge of his diligent consciousness. She said with a tense face: "If you want to laugh, you can laugh, why bear it? ”

Yin Qin secretly said badly, she used to be snapped by her on the edge of Xiaohantan, but now the "temporary population" of Dahantan within a radius of dozens of miles has been cleaned up by him, wouldn't it make room for Hua Yunshang to slap him?

Seeing that the corners of Yun Shang's mouth were about to attack, he hurriedly diverted the topic and said, "Since Shizun is here to practice the pace, I see that the old mansion of the Xu family is spacious and clean, why don't you practice here?"

Yun Shang's face suddenly collapsed, and he looked at the courtyard of the Nine Mansions behind him, and his face flashed a little twisted: "It's a little late today, otherwise it's better to practice another day?"

He insisted: "Master often says, today is tomorrow, and tomorrow is so much. If the master doesn't want to go to Linyuan City, it doesn't matter if he doesn't want to contact him. ”

"Alright, alright. Yun Sheng waved her hand impatiently, "Isn't it just a palace outfit step, what's so difficult? I didn't say that I wouldn't practice, but you made a lot of noise." ”

Yin Qin bowed his head and was silent, the corners of his eyes fluttered in the corners of his eyes, but he still turned around and went towards the Xu family's old house.

"Master, you can't control the clouds. The corners of Yin Qin's mouth curved an arc, and he reminded loudly behind Yun Shang.

Yunsheng's speed stagnated slightly, his body was a little shorter, and he walked up steadily.

"Master, we're not tracking demon beasts, so we don't need to go so fast. Yin Qin hurriedly followed, followed three feet behind Yunsheng, and whispered, "Slower your speed, don't take so big steps, use broken steps." ”

"It's so broken, you're upside down!"

Under the slanting sun, in the Xu family's mansion, from time to time there was Director Yin's gentle prompt voice.

"No, no, Shizun's thighs were raised too high when he stepped forward. ”

"Master, like me, kick out your calves gently. Oh, you can kick a dead cow!"

"Don't patronize your legs and feet, your waist, and your waist should swing slightly, imagining the feeling of the breeze blowing the willows. The waist moves, the neck can't move, you shake your head, you are knocked down in the face by the pendant. ”

"Master, otherwise, how many steps would you like me to take?"

"Master, don't just watch me go, let's walk two more laps in the end?"

"No, no, why are you so stiff, like a puppet?"

"Ah...... Master, let's, let's ...... today Oh, don't practice......" Director Yin's screams suddenly came from the Xu family's compound, followed by a snapping sound, and Director Yin was tempered by Yunshang Ancestor again.

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One hundred thousand miles west of Hua Ci Peak, in the deepest part of the wilderness, tens of thousands of demon beasts gathered together, among which the green wolves of the wasteland accounted for the majority, in addition to the green wolves, there were dozens of fiery red wolves mixed in.

The bloodline of the flame wolf can advance to the demon king, and even the demon emperor, it is the most high-level demon beast in the wolf clan, similar to the King Kong giant ape, the flame wolf is born, and the strength of the bloodline has reached the first level. Under the pressure of these dozens of flame wolves, tens of thousands of green wolves bared their teeth and roared angrily, but there was no situation of biting and fighting each other.

A tiger roar was heard in the distance, and the wolves boiled in an instant. Those green wolves with bloodlines above the second level bowed their heads one after another, and let out a low roar from their mouths. As for those green wolves with only first-level blood, they simply softened their legs and feet, knelt on the ground, and whimpered in a low voice.

In contrast, the blood of the flame wolf was stronger, and dozens of flame wolves jumped out of the wolf pack and raised their heads and howled in the direction of the tiger's roar.

There was another tiger roar, this time much closer, so loud that it seemed as if the earth was trembling. The wolves were shocked by the howling sound, and suddenly quieted down, and the dozens of flame wolves who took the lead also bowed down and made a gesture of submission.

After half a cup of tea, a colorful tiger shadow flashed in the grass in the distance. It wasn't huge, two circles smaller than a normal Wasteland Tiger, its yellow and black fur was interspersed with palm-sized white patches, and two sword-like fangs poking out of its mouth, showing what distinguished it from the Wasteland Tiger.

The white spotted tiger's stride was not fast, and it paced slowly, looking like it was full of food and drink. But its figure flickered a few times, and it had already reached the front of the wolves, and the fierce wolf just now was suppressed by the coercion of the white-spotted tiger and lay on the ground, unable to even raise its head, leaving only a low and flattering whimper in its throat.

As for the green wolves behind the flame wolf, the situation is even worse, those first-level green wolves have long been paralyzed as mud due to fecal and urine incontinence.

The white-spotted tiger seemed to be a general in command of the three armies, and he turned around in front of the wolves a few times, and seemed not satisfied with the performance of the wolves. It let out a tiger roar suddenly, and the low-level green wolves who were paralyzed on the ground didn't even make a sound, and swallowed blood from their mouths and noses.

More than 10,000 green wolves were killed by the white spotted tiger's tiger roar, and the rest of the third-order green wolves couldn't hold on, and they fell to their knees tremblingly.

The white spotted tiger let out a low snort in its throat, as if to explain something, and the dozens of flame wolves all whimpered in response.

The white-spotted tiger turned around in front of the wolves two more times, and then wagged its tail and jumped slightly, and its body was already a hundred feet away. Thinking that the crisis was over, the wolves made a slightly restless sound, and the white-spotted tiger suddenly froze and turned its head to look into the depths of the grass not far away.

It was a half-man-tall bush of thorns, so dense that it was impossible to see what was hidden from the outside. The white spotted tiger let out a low roar in its throat, raised its paws and struck the ground twice, and there was silence deep in the grass. The spotted tiger seemed to have lost interest in the grass, swept its tail in boredom, turned around, flashed a few times, and then disappeared.

It wasn't until its figure disappeared into the sky that the dead wolves gradually regained their vitality, and those second- and third-level green wolves seemed to have gone through a life-and-death hunt, although they stood up, they couldn't stop shaking.

A weak green wolf roared at the dead wolf on the ground, lowered its head and bit it. The green wolves on the side, who were also weak, immediately pounced on it, and a thick bloody aura spread across the wasteland. Those low-level green wolves who were shocked to death by the white-spotted tiger were bitten by their own kind and became the first bloody food they gathered into a tide.

"Abba, that white-spotted tiger just now is really strong, its bloodline must be level seven, right?" came the man's low voice in the depths of the grass.

"If I'm right, it's a Demon Emperor-level white-spotted tiger. Abba's voice was tinged with apprehension.