"Yi Xiaoyou, are you also proficient in the art of beast control?" asked the old man with a somewhat ugly face, and his divine sense was unscrupulously released, probing Yi Chen's body. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

As soon as the colorful wind butterfly landed on his waist, Yi Chen felt bad, and hurriedly communicated with the fox girl, so that he could return to his ancestral trick in an instant.

At this time, in the face of the divine sense exploration of the old man with Tong Yan Hefa, he had no other way, so he hurriedly asked Hu Meiniang to resist with his divine sense.

Her strength is not one in a hundred, but her divine sense is still there, and there is no problem at all to resist the divine sense detection of an early stage cultivator of the Holy Fetus Realm.

The old man flashed a trace of surprise, and his divine sense probed Yi Chen's body, and it turned out to be like a mud cow entering the sea, without any results, and he was a little jealous in his heart.

In this case, either Yi Chen's cultivation was higher than him, or he had a strange treasure that shielded his divine sense, no matter what the situation was, he didn't dare to explore it unscrupulously.

Yi Chen took advantage of the hesitation of the old man with a young face, and hurriedly cast the fifth refining of the Nine Refinements, preparing to release the fire in his eyes.

The matter really reached the point of no return, and he could only repeat the old trick and use his heart to shock all the monks present.

As long as the monks present sensed the power of the heart fire, they would inevitably associate him with the rumored peerless power, and even if they couldn't fully believe it, they would have to be afraid of one or two, and he would have a chance to get out.

Yi Chen was secretly preparing, but on the surface, he smiled faintly and said nothing, looking profound.

Seeing this, the old man didn't dare to test Yi Chen rashly, seeing that the other foreign monks were all looking at them with some doubts, he knew that the face of the Beast King Mountain must not be lost.

So he hurriedly changed the topic and said: "Colorful Wind Butterfly will play with Yi Xiaoyou for a while, and I'll take it back later." Now I have to announce one thing, I wonder which Taoist friend is the owner of the black and white bear, can he come out and discuss with me?"

The old man with a childish face and crane hair set his eyes on the black and white Meng King next to Wen Suying, for him, the value of the colorful wind butterfly is far less than that of the black and white Meng King.

In addition to the fact that the Black and White Meng King himself is a descendant of the Divine Beast, the more important thing is that the Colorful Wind Butterfly has been subdued, and if you don't advance to the Holy Fetal Realm, you will be subject to people.

As soon as the old man's words came out, all the monks present looked at each other, and even whispered, but none of them stood up.

The scene was a little embarrassing, he coughed lightly, and asked Wen Suying, "Master Wen, where did this black and white bear spirit beast of yours come from?"

"Uncle Yu, the black and white Taoist friend has no master, it took the initiative to find me, offered to help me, and asked Uncle Mingjian, it doesn't belong to anyone. Wen Suying said with some apprehension, afraid that the old man couldn't help but say that the black and white bear would be accepted as a spirit animal.

"Haha, it's better without a master!Little Bear, are you willing to be my spirit beast?" Tong Yan Crane was overjoyed by the old man, and then looked at the black and white Meng King and asked.

"Dare to let this king be your spirit beast, you really ate the bear's heart and leopard's gall. To the surprise of the monks, this round black and white bear was able to speak, with a pair of big black circles under his eyes showing strong disdain, but his voice was milky, like a child of five or six years old.

"Uncle Shi, the black and white Taoist friend is here to help the disciple, please let it go. Wen Suying's face changed slightly, and she hurriedly said.

"It's not your turn to speak, shut up for me. The old man was a little annoyed and angry, he was unceremoniously rejected by a spirit beast in the late stage of the Xuanzhu Realm, which made him very embarrassed, and he could even feel the ridicule of the other monks, if he couldn't subdue the black and white bear today, I am afraid that the Beast King Mountain would be discredited.

"Hmph, if you don't eat and drink in a toast, the little bear cub dares to be rampant. The old man snorted coldly, stepped on the white clouds, and arrived in front of the black and white bear in the blink of an eye.

The brown robe flicked and rolled towards the black and white bear.

The black and white Meng King rolled up in the face of the glittering sleeve robe, did not dodge or dodge, and a fluffy black paw poked out, and grabbed the brown sleeve robe rolled up.

The claws did not contain any spiritual power, and collided with the brown sleeve robe that flashed in the glow, and after a muffled sound, the sleeve robe became countless fragments, like brown butterflies flying in the sky.

The face of the old man with the crane hair changed slightly, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and he involuntarily took a step back, revealing his arm without sleeves, with green tendons all over it, and he kept trembling.

His brown robe looks ordinary, but it is actually refined from the demon beast skin of the Xuanzhu Realm, and it is no obstacle to connect the magic weapons of the Xuanzhu Realm, but he didn't expect that the black and white Meng King would easily turn one sleeve into pieces with his physical strength alone.

He had long known that the Black and White Meng King had the blood of a divine beast and was extremely strong in his body, but he didn't expect that it would be so strong, obviously he was a Black and White Meng King who had cultivated in the late stage of the Xuanzhu Realm, and he could rely on the strength of his body to attack him without falling behind.

The old man's heart was shocked, and the black and white Meng King still said in a milky tone: "I don't know how many times Your Excellency can fight against me as a Holy Fetal Realm monk?"

The face of the old man suddenly became extremely ugly, he had to save face, otherwise the Beast King Mountain would be destroyed in his hands.

"Little spirit beast, dare to be rampant, see that I won't accept you today. Tong Yanhe said angrily, and a seven-story glazed pagoda appeared in his hand when he raised his hand.

"The treasure of the Beast King Mountain, the Demon Tower of the Seven Star Town!" As soon as the pagoda appeared, someone immediately recognized it.

"I think it's an imitation, how can I really carry it with me at any time. An alien Holy Fetal Realm monk said with his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Even if it is an imitation, it is used to deal with the spirit beasts that have always been in the Xuanzhu Realm, I'm afraid it is also a knife used to kill chickens. "Some people are puzzled.

"Otherwise, this spirit beast has an extraordinary origin, and it may even be a legendary powerful spirit beast. "Someone showed signs of greed.

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"Return the Demon Tower, it's just a!" Fox Meiniang's disdainful voice sounded, "You quickly cooperate with the black and white Meng King to play the trick, otherwise it will be besieged, and we won't be able to escape." ”

"Well, do you know it, or did you come to Beastmaster Mountain for it? Yi Chen said with some surprise.

"I do know it, I'll talk about it when I leave the Beastmaster Mountain, do as I say first......" Fox Meiniang said with some eagerness.

After listening to Hu Meiniang's method, Yi Chen was a little surprised, but he instantly weighed the pros and cons and knew that there was no way out.

After making up his mind, he openly put the colorful wind butterfly into the spirit beast bag.

In fact, he didn't need to put it in, just opened the spirit beast bag, and the colorful wind butterfly couldn't wait to get in.

Immediately, he glanced at the child-faced crane-haired old man with one bare arm, shook his head slightly, and said: "Oh, the strength of the Beast King Mountain is really not very good, even a small spirit beast can't deal with it, it's really boring, I quit." ”

"What are you talking about?" Tong Yan Hefa The old man's face was even more ugly, his eyes were faintly full of murderous intent, and he questioned Yi Chen, Wen Suying and the others suddenly felt that the entire mid-air became cold.

Not only did the old man question with murderous intent, but the middle-aged monk in the black robe stared at Yi Chen with the same hatred, feeling in his heart that this junior didn't know the height of the sky, and the dog didn't know how to lift it when he sat in a sedan chair.

Where did I think of this junior, it is not a thing, I have to inch in, put away the colorful wind butterfly in front of me, and even speak disrespectfully about the Beast King Mountain.

Even if this junior in front of him was really from one of the top ten top sects, he couldn't swallow this breath, otherwise how could the Beast King Mountain gain a foothold in the cultivation realm.

The two Holy Fetal Realm cultivators of Beast King Mountain were like this, and the anger of the others was even stronger, but the foreign monks did not speak, but they all looked at Yi Chen in shock and disbelief.

I thought that this monk was too carried away, and he was an ungrateful guy, it was more likely that he had a problem with his brain, and he had to inch in before he left the Beast King Mountain, and he received the colorful wind butterfly, and he also made disrespectful remarks about the Beast King Mountain, except for the problem of his brain, there was no other possibility.

The disciples of the Beast King Mountain couldn't help it now, and they condemned Yi Chen one after another.

Song Zhiyin even stood up from the magic weapon, and said indignantly to Yi Chen: "Yi Xiaothief, what kind of thing are you, you dare to insult this sect and be disrespectful to this sect." Not to mention everyone in this sect, even the Taoist seniors present, where did you get the confidence, is it because of your evil arts. ”

Song Zhiyin finally found an opportunity at this moment, his momentum was high, his tone was aggressive, and he even came to Yi Chen unconsciously, and at the same time, the magic weapon under his feet was sacrificed to the top of his head.

As long as Tong Yan Hefa and the two seniors of the old man do not stop him, he will go all out to clean up Yi Chen, even if he does not have much chance of winning, but this is an opportunity to atone for his sins, and with two Holy Fetal Realm seniors pressing the formation, what is he afraid of.

"I'm confident in myself, and I can't even bother to do it for a low-level monk like you. Yi Chen put his hands behind his back, and the eyes of others did not affect him in the slightest, but he said to Song Zhiyin disdainfully.

"When death comes, you dare to be hard-mouthed, and don't do it if you have the ability. Song Zhiyin's heart moved, and the magic weapon of the crescent moon knife on his head turned into a crescent moon that was a long one, and slashed down towards the top of Yi Chen's head.

"I don't have to do anything to deal with you. Two blue rays flashed in Yi Chen's eyes, and flew into Song Zhiyin's eyes, the heart fire was useless to him, he could only let Hu Meiniang make a move and attack the other party with illusion.

made Song Zhiyin fall into the illusion one step first, and the meniscus knife magic weapon that slashed at him would be self-defeating, even if the meniscus knife magic weapon was slashed on him, with his current physical strength, it would not be a big problem.

With the illusion level of Fox Meiniang, dealing with a disordered Song Zhiyin is naturally handy, and it is easy to let the other party fall into the illusion, the magic weapon of the meniscus knife is out of control, and the power is not one in ten, and before it reaches the place above his head, he is bounced away by the aura of the body protector.

Song Zhiyin himself had lost his mind, and his body fell down involuntarily.