Fengxiang Mountain, the garrison fortress of the Yama Ghost Sect. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Report! Martial God, the scout came to report, and found the corpse of my sect's disciple at the foot of the mountain. The messenger almost rushed in, and his expression revealed a deep eagerness.

"Huh, Netherworld Purgatory is attacking again?" Cang Ling'er beckoned and grabbed it, and the purple gold dragon spear was held in her hand.

"No Martial God, we haven't found the Netherworld Enemy Army, and it's ......"

"Say it quickly!" Cang Ling'er frowned slightly, she hated procrastination the most.

The disciple who reported the news turned pale, and hurriedly said: "Yes! Martial God, the name of the murdered disciple is Xiao Shan, and he is a scout soldier of my Cangjia Army, who disappeared a few days ago. When we found him, we found that this person's sea of consciousness had been destroyed, and his three souls and seven spirits were chaotic and could not be condensed. It was preliminarily determined that he had died as a result of soul searching. ”

"What?!Soul Searching Technique?!" Cang Ling'er's face suddenly became ugly. "Could it be that the leader of the Nether Purgatory has come himself?"

Soul searching, as the name suggests, uses divine consciousness to forcibly search the souls of others and seize all memories. This is an extremely cruel spell, and the caster will lose consciousness and become an idiot, or the soul will be shattered and the soul will dissipate, and he will die on the spot. However, although this method is inhumane, it also has extremely strong restrictive conditions, unless the caster is three realms higher than the caster, otherwise, not only will the spell release fail, but there will also be a high chance of being counterattacked by the divine sense, and then the cultivation will be greatly reduced.

Qi refining, foundation building, Jindan, Yuan Baby, Transforming God, Distraction, Integration, Mahayana, Tribulation!

Xiao Shan is a Jindan Realm monk, so whoever successfully uses the Divine Search Technique against him must at least be a strong person in the Distraction Period.

"Where is this Xiaoshan now?!"

"It's right outside the tent!"

"Whew!"

As soon as the disciple's voice fell, he felt a strong wind blowing in front of him, and Cang Ling'er had already come outside the handsome tent. The divine sense broke through the body and carefully probed on Xiao Shan's corpse.

And as the exploration time gradually lengthened, Cang Ling'er's complexion became more and more ugly.

"Sure enough, it's a search for the gods...... And judging from the remnants of my divine consciousness, this person's cultivation is definitely not below me......"

"Netherworld Purgatory!Are you going to declare war in an all-out way?!"

............

The Split-Winged Flying Tiger seems to have leveled up, since he was beaten and given a sweet date to eat, this guy has been following Fang Ping and the others, and he refuses to leave no matter what.

Fang Ping was also happy to be idle, with such a majestic bodyguard by his side, within ten miles the demonic beasts avoided and the demonic beasts retreated, but he saved himself from hiding again. However, when he wanted to take it as his spirit beast, he was rejected by the Split-Winged Flying Tiger. When I asked it through the beast language translator, it didn't say anything, so Fang Ping said that he was helpless.

Xiao Shan finally accepted the existence of this big guy, and in just two days, the two of them and one beast could be regarded as hot. Every time the meal arrives, the Split-Winged Flying Tiger is responsible for hunting, Xiaoshan lights a fire, and Chef Fang cooks. If it weren't for the fact that these two were both men, it would really make people think that this is a family of three living a leisurely life.

However, what made Fang Ping strange was that whether this Xiao Shan went to the toilet or took a bath, he would hide from himself intentionally or unintentionally, as if he was afraid that he would see something, and even the most basic cultivation would be far away from him. This undoubtedly made Fang Ping firmly believe that this person was a GAY, and the symptoms were very serious!

"Ah~~ I slept so well......"

Early in the morning, Fang Ping woke up from his sweet dream and stretched out in great comfort. Smash it, smash it, scratch its chest without any image, and then get out of the improvised tent he built.

Ever since he was promoted to the second level of Qi refining, he felt that it had become more and more difficult for him to absorb Yuan Force. It's not that the amount of absorption is much, but after the vitality enters the body, it is like a mud cow entering the sea, and there is no sense of increasing the vitality at all.

Since ordinary cultivation was useless, Fang Ping simply didn't go to cultivation, he had been making up for his beauty sleep with peace of mind for the past two days, and by the way, he had studied the sub-occupation he had just gotten.

Beast Tamer: Lift the restriction on the carrying of spirit beasts, improve the host's affinity for the orcs of the present world, and greatly increase the probability of tamed spirit beasts comprehending new skills.

It's powerful and it's functional.

"Huzi!Huzi!Come and have breakfast!Eh, Senior Brother Xiao!Xiaoshan!!Hey, I'll go, where are the two brothers going early in the morning?"

After washing his face casually, Fang Ping found that the Split-Wing Flying Tiger and Xiao Shan were gone, and the entire temporary camp was empty, leaving him standing alone.

However, Fang Ping didn't care too much about this, anyway, this operation was originally intended to be completed by himself, and this man and beast would leave as soon as he left.

However, just as he was making a fire himself and was about to get something to eat, Xiao Shan returned.

Seeing Fang Ping, who was fiddling with firewood, Xiao Shan was obviously stunned for a moment, then walked forward quickly, and said with some embarrassment: "Hehe, junior brother, you...... I'm already awake. ”

"Hmm. Fang Ping nodded very casually.

Seeing that he didn't have any suspicions, Xiao Shan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Huh?"

Fang Ping suddenly turned his head and looked at Xiao Shan with a puzzled expression, so frightened that he almost threw away the firewood in his hand.

"What's wrong?"

"Where's Huzi, not with you?"

"Ah...... No, no. Xiao Shan breathed a sigh of relief again, and as he was talking, his eyes suddenly rolled and he thought of an excellent reason. "Oh hi~~ I just saw that the tiger was missing early in the morning, so I went out to look for it, but even if I searched the surrounding area for nearly ten miles, I never saw it. ”

"Really?" Fang Ping grinned at the corners of his mouth, his eyes staring at Xiao Shan meaningfully.

"Yes...... Oh, yes. A drop of cold sweat slipped from the corner of Xiao Shan's forehead, and Fang Ping's eyes were like a hundred thousand mountains, which made him a little breathless.

"Hehe, I didn't expect your relationship with Huzi to become so good. Fang Ping chuckled lightly, and then began to fiddle with the firewood under his feet again. The corners of his mouth remained raised, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"That'...... Of course, we call it ...... I'm going to fetch some water. ”

In order to hide his gaffe, Xiao Shan took out a jade bowl and hurriedly ran in the direction of the stream.

"Woooooooo

An eager tiger roar came from the forest, and Fang Ping suddenly raised his head, a hint of bad flashed in his heart.

The beast language translator told him that the meaning of this sentence was - bad master!

The Split-Winged Tiger swooped in from mid-air, smashing countless towering trees along the way. As soon as he landed beside Fang Ping, he roared anxiously again: "Woo woo (master, come with me)!!"

"Let's go!"

Without the slightest delay, Fang Ping pulled Xiao Shan, and the two of them directly turned over and jumped on the back of the tiger, and vigorous and resolute is his consistent style of doing things.

Xiao Shan was also very surprised by this, just by these two tiger roars, he could know the meaning of the Split-Winged Flying Tiger?

......

I have to say that a monk of the same cultivation really has no chance of winning head-on against the Splitwing Flying Tiger, and purely in terms of flight speed, the monk has already been completely defeated.

In less than an hour, the Split-Wing Flying Tiger led Fang Ping and the others from the outer area of the Yuan Demon Realm to the Qilin Mountain in the core area.

Qilin Mountain is the only place in the Yuan Demon Realm that has not been set foot by human monks.

Looking down from the tiger's back, Fang Ping only felt a tingling in his scalp.

As far as the eye could see, tens of millions of demon beasts and demonic beasts were densely packed on the Qilin Peak in the center of Qilin Mountain like ants. If you fall into it, I'm afraid that you won't be able to hold out for even a second and be crushed into meat by the hooves of the beast.

There is a cave on the top of Qilin Peak that seems to have been opened by man, and many demonic beasts surround it in an orderly manner, but none of them dare to set foot within ten meters of the cave.

However, the Split-Wing Flying Tiger didn't seem to have any scruples, and flew straight towards the entrance of the cave with Fang Ping and the others.

"Boom!!"

A burst of thunder suddenly sounded in the sky, startling thousands of demon beasts to kneel down and bow their heads.

Fang Ping was puzzled, looked up at the cloudless and still clear sky, and muttered:

"A thunderbolt on a sunny day...... Hiss~~ It seems that something big is going to happen in this Yuan Demon Realm......"