The three of them fell into shape, and Ling Yun saw at a glance that the two who were fighting were a wild beast and an innate god.

The supernatural powers of the innate gods seemed to be very suitable for fighting, and a white light turned into a round of sharp blades like a crescent, and the sharp blades formed by the crescent moon flew all over the air, swirling and dancing, bringing up rounds of silver light, as if rounds of crescent moons fell from the sky. The crescent-like blade swirled and sliced, constantly attacking the brute.

"Hum-hum-" A round of crescent moon streaked across the air, and the trills vibrated with a terrible whistling sound like a storm of rain. There is a shocking effect in the sound, which makes the heart sway, and it is almost impossible to hold itself.

The Qinglong and White Tiger skills around Ling Yun were still a little shallow, and there was no effective means of restraint, and when they heard this buzzing and whistling sound, their hearts were actually slightly in a trance.

The eyes of the two of them were empty, and the whole person was covered in clouds and fog, and they didn't know where they were. Seeing that the expressions of the two of them were getting more and more serious,

Seeing this, Ling Yun hurriedly raised his hand, and a white light shrouded down, covering the three of them, and immediately blocking out the terrible whistling sound. At this time, Qinglong and Baihu suddenly came back to their senses. Qinglong glanced at the white tiger beside him with palpitations, and the white tiger also looked at him with a shocked expression, and the two of them thanked Ling Yun in unison: "Thank you Shenjun for making a move!"

"It's okay, I didn't expect this sound to be so powerful!" Ling Yun said with a wave of his hand.

"What kind of supernatural power is that, it has the power to shake people's hearts?" The white tiger was even more shocked, he knew the power of this supernatural power, all his own white tiger roaring bombs also had a similar effect, it stands to reason that he should be immune to this, but that kind of sound even he had the effect of a trance, which was very terrifying.

Ling Yun pondered for a while, then said with a frown: "There are some wind laws, there are also some mysteries of sound waves, and there are also a little mysteries about the soul, this kind of supernatural power seems to have a mixed effect. Each one is just right, combined with each other, superimposed and fused, and it excites a thousand times the effect, no wonder you can't resist it. ”

Hearing Ling Yun say this, the white tiger hurriedly looked over there. In the process of flying, each crescent moon crossed the air, and the crescent moon would tremble slightly, and the sound waves collided with the sound of another round of crescent, repeatedly agitated, layer upon layer of waves, and became more and more powerful.

And not only that, these sounds fit the fluctuations of the divine soul, can directly point at the divine soul, shaking the heart, the sound waves and the fluctuation of the divine soul are superimposed on each other, and the original shaking divine sound, which was not very powerful, suddenly began to become powerful.

This is the result of them not getting too close, and if the distance is too close, the power of this god-shaking sound will probably be even stronger.

The three of them stayed in the light mask, just looking at the battlefield opposite. The gods on the opposite side seemed to have discovered the arrival of Ling Yun and the Blue Dragon and White Tiger, and secretly raised the level of vigilance. The crescent moon roared back and forth, picking on the weak points of the brute beast to attack, and sometimes it was not about picking weak points to attack, but attacking wherever it could break through.

The combat power of the brute beast that fought with the innate god was also not bad, and it was even on par with that innate god.

The piercing cold light of "Qiang Qiang Qiang ......" flickered, the murderous aura spread wantonly, and the sound of gold and iron resonated like a death movement.

From time to time, a ray of light erupted from the beast's mouth, colliding with the crescent moon that attacked in rounds, and a sound similar to the resonance of gold and iron echoed in the air, and the scene was fierce and exciting.

Although the gods were wary of Ling Yun, his attack speed did not slow down much, but he pulled out a portion of his entire mind from the battlefield and put it on Ling Yun's side, and the remaining nine points of attention were still drawn by the brute beast.

It seemed that the Innate Divine Spirit had been fighting with this brute beast for a while, and now that he sensed Ling Yun who was watching, he immediately increased his attack. As soon as the trick changed, the trajectory of the crescent moon volley also changed, and the crescent moon cold front, which was still slightly mild in attack, suddenly began to rotate rapidly, interspersed with flying up and down, like a butterfly dancing.

At this time, Ling Yun suddenly felt that the power of the Divine Shaking Sound had decreased a lot, and with the actions of the Innate Divine Spirit, he immediately knew that it was not the Innate Divine Spirit that weakened the Divine Shaking Sound, but rather the scope of effect of the Divine Shaking Sound.

The innate gods restrained this god-shaking sound, making it more and more powerful, so that the consciousness of the brute beast began to appear in a trance, although it quickly came to its senses, but on the battlefield was to fight for the first line. A difference of one line can make the difference between victory and defeat. And the trance-like state brought by the Divine Shaking Sound brought it a huge crisis, and the crescent moon cold blade butterfly danced through the flowers, leaving scars on the brute beast's body.

The brute beast that had been fighting with the innate gods for a long time was immediately unable to parry, and the scene of a draw was gradually suppressed by the innate gods, and the brute beasts gradually showed their defeat.

But the wounded brute beast is even more dangerous. The brute beasts that were injured and painful frantically exerted their strong flesh and innate supernatural powers, as well as the unknown essence light that desperately attacked the innate gods.

And the innate gods saw that the brute beast began to go crazy, and a trace of joy immediately flashed in their eyes. Having calculated and prepared, he easily avoided most of the brute beast's attacks. Even if a few attacks occasionally hit the talisman supernatural power, it was like tickling, and it couldn't inflict fatal damage on the innate gods.

This world is like this, even if the brute beast has power, it is not as wise as the innate gods. Originally, if the unhurried rhythm was maintained, the innate gods might not be able to consume more energy than this brute beast, but this brute beast had low intelligence and did not know how to calculate, and gradually the innate gods controlled the rhythm of attack and defense. The power of the brute beast is skillfully consumed, and the mad attacks of the brute beast are constantly consuming its own power.

The balance of the situation has already fallen. In the battlefield, the brute beast's snort gradually grew thicker, and the consumption of strength made it gradually tired, and the snorting and panting sound could even be heard by Ling Yun on the side.

Ling Yun watched from the side for a long time, and he could already see a little doorway. The essence light that this brute beast had just spewed out of its mouth was transformed by the wonderful use of the innate spirit treasure.

It's no wonder that this brute beast and this innate god have been holding on for a long time without falling into disadvantage, or even being defeated. Of course, if it weren't for this innate spirit treasure in his body, it would be a matter of whether this brute beast could hold on to this god.

Whenever the brute beast spewed out essence light, Ling Yun saw that the innate god's gaze carried a sense of longing, a little bit of greed. This greed was well concealed by him, and did not shake his original purpose.

But all of this can't escape Ling Yun's eyes, the purpose of this innate god is obvious, that is, to kill people and seize treasures, no, it should be called killing beasts and snatching treasures. After all, under the spiritual intelligence of the brute beast, in the perspective of the highly intelligent race, the brute beast is just a beast-like existence, but compared to the ordinary beast, the power of the brute beast is stronger.

If this innate deity thinks so, then killing beasts and seizing treasures will become a matter of course!

"I didn't expect this to happen now, and it seems that the future strife is not far away!" Ling Yun muttered.

"What?" Qinglong and Baihu obviously heard Ling Yun's words as well, and their words were endless, leaving them puzzled.

Ling Yun shook his head and sighed in his heart, since this kind of thing has appeared, it is impossible to stop it, gods are naturally superior to ordinary beings, although in the eyes of high-ranking gods, all things are equal, but in the eyes of some gods, the gods themselves are nobler than ordinary beings, this is the attitude determined by birth.

The green dragon and the white tiger walked on the desolate land, and many of the gods they encountered were all high in a posture, if it were not for the rules of the gods to restrain the gods, I am afraid that these gods would do anything in order to obtain great power.

Silently looking at the innate gods, he forced the brute beast into a desperate situation step by step, and put it into a predicament step by step, and he was helpless to struggle in every way. Ling Yun didn't have the will to make a move, and the god was very guarded against him, although he seemed to be fighting with the brute beast, he didn't seem to notice him too much. But Ling Yun knew that the god was using many methods to prevent himself from making a move.