Tang Ling stood tall, the chain in his left hand was swung out, and then he was whipped on the claw of the Whistling Mountain Lion, and he slapped this Liwei blow away again, and at the same time, the chain of his right hand had wrapped around the opponent's two hind paws, and with a strong pull, the huge beast body had collapsed down, shaking the sky full of smoke and dust.

As soon as the Whistling Mountain Lion was put into trouble, the Sunhawk had arrived. The eagle is fast, and there is no need for the whistling mountain lion to rely on its power and lack of speed, and in the blink of an eye, it has already cast several claws on Tang Ling. The chain in Tang Ling's hand has not yet been withdrawn, and the only way to deal with it is to step back, even so, the sharp eagle claw still failed to touch the corner of his clothes for half a point, and the so-called disadvantage is only frightening.

The chains in his hands were still trapped on the feet of the Whistling Mountain Lion, Tang Ling retreated dozens of zhang one after another, and the Sun Eagle also advanced dozens of zhang. After the two sides took a few more steps forward and retreated, they saw that the chains were suddenly tightened, and the howling mountain lion that couldn't help itself was dragged back by Tang Ling, and crashed straight into the Sun Eagle between it and Tang Ling.

Sensing the sudden rise of the hurricane behind him, Zhuo Sun Eagle hurriedly stopped his attack, flapped his wings and took off again, and at the same time did not forget to peck Tang Ling again. Although this blow is intended to disturb the enemy, lest the opponent take the opportunity to counterattack, it still has the momentum of meteor thunder, and if the ordinary opponent is unfortunate enough to be hit, he will inevitably suffer a heavy blow.

Attacking with a strong move, Tang Ling had no intention of retreating, and kicked into the sky and kicked on the eagle's beak.

"Boom!"

A loud bang erupted, and it was the Sun Eagle who was kicked into the air.

Tang Ling kicked his foot in the sky, and then landed, already on the back of the whistling mountain lion that was pulled by the chain and crashed into his body. I don't know how strong this kick is, and the ancient giant beast in the God Realm immediately vomited blood.

The Whistling Lion is unbearable to fight again.

At this time, the Sun Eagle was still rising and falling in the air due to the defeat of the first blow, like a leaf in the wind, and it was obviously unconscious. Tang Ling's left hand chain shot out, and it was already tied, and with a skillful pull, the huge eagle body fell lightly to the side of the Whistling Mountain Lion, and was captured.

After capturing the two beasts, the chains on Tang Ling's hands seemed to be self-conscious, and they were retied to the two beasts. At the same time, Tang Ling spread his hand and nodded a little at the center of their eyebrows, only to see that the two ancient beasts of these two clans actually opened their eyes again and stood up, and their eyes were full of clarity, and the fury when they killed each other just now was gone.

Seeing that the two beasts had returned to calm, Tang Ling couldn't help but admire: "It is worthy of being an ancient rare beast, and its spiritual intelligence is far from being comparable to that of ordinary beasts, and it should be caused by some kind of stimulation." ”

With that, he let go of the chains in his hands, allowing them to turn into bursts of pale blue light and merge into the bodies of the two beasts.

"This bit of heavenly clarity can ensure that your spiritual platform is clear and will no longer fall into rage. Jumping onto the back of the Whistling Mountain Lion, Tang Ling patted the head of the Sun Eagle with a probe hand, "Go back and see how the situation is on the side of the Angry Moon Tiger." ”

Hearing the command, the Whistling Lion let out a low roar in his throat, and walked in the direction of the river, as docile as a newborn kitten. The eagle flapped its wings and flew again into the night sky, without making a sound.

The irritability disappeared, and the Whistling Mountain Lion walked quietly in the forest, and at the same time, the speed was not slow, and before long, Tang Ling had heard the sound of fighting in front of him.

At the same time, there was also the scolding of Cheng Biting Jin.

"You two miscellaneous kittens, don't jump up and down, and fight with Grandpa Cheng in a dignified manner!"

Then, the Angry Moon Tiger roared in response.

The beasts don't know words, but it doesn't mean that they don't understand the meaning of Cheng Biting Jin. Tang Ling heard it clearly, although this roar had a fighting spirit, there was also a joke, and at the moment he patted the back of the Wuthering Mountain Lion's neck, and the giant beast immediately understood, and his huge body jumped lightly, and it had risen to the top of the forest, like a feather, without half a weight.

Being on a high place, Tang Ling saw the battle situation by the river without much effort. I saw Cheng biting Jin's face with an angry face, and the pair of ghost axes in his hand that had thwarted the Heng Clan's great array were forcibly removed by him, and used as two sunflower fans, once the Angry Moon Tiger approached, he would directly slap it. It's a pity that the agility of these two demon beasts is only slightly inferior to that of the Sun Eagle, and Cheng Biting Jin has been shooting several times in a row, and some stone chips have occasionally splashed on them, and there is no result.

Lying on his side on the back of the Whistling Mountain Lion, Tang Ling did not maintain the silence that a spectator should have: "Dead fatty, it seems that you are not optimistic." ”

"Watching chess is silent, true gentleman!" Cheng biting the golden ghost axe into the air again, "It's the same for watching the game!"

Since the start of the war, he has not achieved half a point in the record, and Tang Ling, who subdued his opponent one step earlier, made a joke, and Cheng Yanjin himself also felt impatient. In the face of the Angry Moon Tiger, who could only dodge left and right, he was no longer willing to continue to entangle, the ghost power in his body was urgently raised, and the aura of worry flashed, covering his whole body like a flying light veil, as if he wanted to get serious and solve the battle.

Stimulated by the ghostly qi, although the two angry moon tigers still kept a considerable distance from Cheng Yanjin, they had put away their banter and shivered before the raging ghostly qi.

The beast's unique instinct is now frantically warning them: danger is coming!

The Whistling Mountain Lion also became restless and restless because of this intuition in his heart, Tang Ling slapped his hand on the door of its head to calm it down, and at the same time smiled bitterly: "Dead fat man, just two angry moon tigers, what are you doing?"

Cheng Yanjin had completed his work at this time.

"You two sick cats, come and try Grandpa Cheng's true skills!"

With a loud shout, Cheng Biting Jin's sturdy body immediately split into two, attacking the two Angry Moon Tigers, only to see the green light flickering, and the edge of the ghost axe had already slashed down towards the top of the heads of the two beasts.

The Moon Tiger retreated sharply at the same time, avoiding the axe.

"Boom!"

The ghost axe landed at the same time, and two earth-shattering loud noises merged into one, and burst out blatantly. The boundless earth also seems to be unable to withstand such a fierce move, flying sand and rocks protrude, strong vibrations arise with the sharp axe splitting the ground, even if the Angry Moon Tiger is outstanding, it is also difficult to determine the shape of the body because of the vibration, the first opportunity is lost, and the flaws are leaked.

Seizing this rare opportunity, Cheng Biting Jin with a double sound swung another ghost axe at the same time, slapping it on the heads of the two Angry Moon Tigers.

Even though he was a demon clan ancient beast with a strong body, how could the strength of Cheng Biting Jin's blow be that the Angry Moon Tiger could hard-hit? When he was hit in the head, the two ancient beasts had already fainted.

Retracting the wind god, Cheng Yanjin shouted to Tang Ling with a little dissatisfaction: "It's been solved!"

Driving the Whistling Mountain Lion back to the ground, Tang Ling looked at the messy situation around him: "Dead fatty, the two angry moon tigers have made you so embarrassed, it seems that you still need to cultivate." ”

"If it weren't for the fact that you couldn't hurt these two kittens earlier, why would I be like this?" Cheng Yanjin pointed fiercely at the dense forest behind him, "What's more, you ran in a chic way, leaving four smiles for me to take care of, I will always be a little jealous, afraid that some moves will be too powerful and hurt them, right?"

As soon as the words fell, the four Daoists had already walked out of the dense forest.

They had been protected by Tang Ling's magic array, and they had never seen Tang Ling subdue the Whistling Mountain Lion and the Sun Eagle. But now that he saw that the Whistling Mountain Lion, whose coercion alone was enough to make several of his people turbulent, now carrying Tang Ling on his back, as docile as a kitten, he couldn't help but secretly reassess the meaning of the word "Sage" in his heart.