"Bump!" The black light collided with the colored light, blooming a burst of brilliant sparks, the two figures fell together, Ling Feng clenched his fist, at this moment there was blood on the tip of his fist, Ling Feng was very surprised, this can be said to be the first time he was injured since he stepped into the Northern Spirit Realm, and it was also the first time he was injured since stepping into the Dao Realm, I didn't expect that the body of this strange beast in front of him was so strong.

"Brother Feng, be careful, this is an ink beast born in the ink mountains, and its physical body is far beyond the ordinary demon beasts in the outside world, it is best not to resist it with a physical body. Murong Yun was rarely serious, and reminded on the side, it can be seen that Moling's strange aura really made Murong Yun uncomfortable.

"Oh?!Is this the ink beast in the ink ridge? Ling Feng's eyes narrowed, and he carefully looked at the mighty beast in front of him...... Or the Ink Beast.

The ink beast is a special life in the ink ridge, which was bred in the strange land of the ink ridge, and the demon beasts in the outside world are not very different, the strength of the demon beast reaches the realm of the Tao, there is a spiritual intelligence comparable to that of human beings, and it can be incarnated in the human form, and the ink beast is not quite the same, the ink beast is born with low intelligence, just like an ordinary beast, according to legend, even the intelligence of the ink beast in the Yuan Shen Realm in the depths of the ink ridge is far from comparable to that of humans, but because of this, the ink beast is more bloodthirsty and ferocious than the demon beast, and after the demon beast produces spiritual intelligence, it will take the initiative to suppress its own killing**, although they are still bloodthirsty, they will not kill at will, and the ink beasts are different, they act completely according to instinct, and the ink beast** is extremely powerful, comparable to the demon beasts with blood inheritance in the outside world, Ling Feng suffered this loss because he didn't know this before.

Looking at this ink beast up close, you can feel the rich evil aura on its body, this ink beast, shaped like a wolf, like an elephant, covered in pitch black, as if it was splashed with ink, and like it was made of black iron, scarlet pupils, silver-white fangs, even more ferocious to it, just Ling Feng is to collide with this fierce beast in the flesh, in exchange for other monks, just looking at it I am afraid that I will feel worried from the bottom of my heart, let alone fight head-on.

"Is your body strong? Then I want to see how strong your body can be. "Ling Feng is such a stubborn person, he can even be said to be a little paranoid in his heart, through Fang Cai's impact, Ling Feng can also feel that this ink beast is half a catty compared to himself, the evidence is that the blood and ...... slowly flowing on Ling Feng's fist The dark brown blood that flowed from the other party's eyes.

"Come again!" Ling Feng shouted violently, as soon as his body exerted his strength, the black ground under his feet was shaken and cracked, the land of Moling was different from the land outside, it was harder, not inferior to steel, even if Ling Feng was an Initiation Realm cultivator, it was really a bit unbelievable to shatter the steel with just a help, even the ink beast seemed to be shocked by Ling Feng's ferocious actions, its actions were even slower than Ling Feng's, and when it reacted, Ling Feng's fist had already collided with its skin.

"Bump!" This is a fist wrapped in the power of chaos, coupled with Ling Feng's strong body, I am afraid that it will not be easy for a young holy beast to take this punch, let alone the ink beast, when it is hit by this punch head-on, its huge body is directly knocked away, hitting the rock wall a hundred meters away, and the rock wall as hard as steel is cracked.

The ink beast also has a feature worth mentioning, that is, other demon beasts, including human body refining monks, are supplemented by the main true power when they fight, but the ink beast is different, the ink beast is a special life conceived by this piece of ink soil, relying on the strong ** , There is almost no real power, so the strength of the ink beast is difficult to judge from the naked eye, and it must be determined by a battle, and Ling Feng judged that the cultivation of this ink beast is comparable to him through that first confrontation, the ink beast has no real power, and it cannot be enlightened, so naturally there is no difference between the early and middle stages, which is somewhat similar to the forbidden body, if you look at the ** strength in time, Ling Feng can't compare with it, after all, Ling Feng still has the true power of chaos, and the ink beast has **.

"Roar!" the ink beast got up, the roar shook the sky, the blow just now only caused some flesh wounds, it could not threaten its life at all, but it succeeded in provoking the ink beast, roared, like an elephant's huge body, just disappeared in place, no...... It's not so much that it disappears, but that it moves too fast to keep up with his body, even Ling Feng couldn't reflect it for a while, I didn't expect this ink beast to not only be physically powerful, but also so fast, but fortunately, Ling Feng was already on guard, the chaotic true power condensed into a layer of shield, the body of the ink beast appeared, and with a wave of its claws, it drove a gust of fishy wind, Ling Feng's shield was like paper paste, fragile, but it gave Ling Feng a chance to fight back, his fist was like a colorful meteor shower, and it quickly hit the body of the ink beast, no matter what, this ink beast's intelligence was hard and wounded, and he didn't know how to be flexible, so he endured all of Ling Feng's attacks, The huge body was thrown away again, which made the ink beast extremely angry, regardless of the injured body, the body twisted in the air, and pounced on Ling Feng again, this pounce was too fast, Ling Feng didn't have time to dodge, he could only resist hard, fists and claws struck, blood splashed, bright red and dark brown blood intertwined, this time, both were injured, but after all, Ling Feng, who comprehended the Dao of Chaos, was even better, and at this moment stretched out his right fist that had been gathering momentum for a long time, and made a fatal blow...... Chaos Punch!

"Boom!poof!" Ling Feng's fist pierced the black iron body of the ink beast, but with its strong vitality, this injury was not enough to kill it, Ling Feng did not drag it at all, his fist was like the wind, the light was like rain, and the wind hit the ink beast's half-dead body like a storm, directly blasting it into flesh.

In this battle, Ling Feng seemed to be fighting hard, but in fact, it was the result of Ling Feng's blind desire to test his physical body, if Ling Feng wanted to, the spiritual light mirror would be sacrificed, and as soon as the formation came out, the battle would soon be over.

"How is it? Brother Murong ...... You...... Is it okay?" Ling Feng defeated this ink beast and looked back at Murong Yun, this look scared Ling Feng, who had always been calm, Murong Yun, who had always been frivolous and uninhibited, seemed to be a different person at this moment, his face was solemn, Ling Feng had never seen this kind of expression on his face, it was like seeing a ghost.

And Murong Yun stopped playing treasure at this moment, and said seriously: "Be careful." "