After walking from the top of the mountain to the mountain, far away from the sky, the consciousness returned to normal, and it was no longer as if he had taken sweat medicine, and did not listen to the cause.

When looking for medicinal herbs among the rocks and lush plants in the mountains, he released all his divine sense, covering a radius of one hundred and fifty zhang outside his body, and the injury made Yang Qing extremely cautious and very vigilant about the surrounding environment.

At this moment, a demon beast covered in long golden hair appeared in his divine consciousness.

The body shape of this monster beast is like a lion and more like a mastiff, the golden hair is long and reachable, about one zhang long and half a zhang high, the head is long and spiral, the pupils are golden, the four claws are the size of an adult man's palm, the golden claws that pop out between walks are like sharp hooks, and the sound of the whip tail swinging is like a whip whistle.

"Demon Golden Lion Mastiff!"

Yang Qing's heartstrings tensed suddenly, and he exclaimed in his heart, he didn't expect to encounter such a powerful demon beast in the corner of the sky in this strange place.

The strength of the demon beast, before the spiritual wisdom is fully opened, is often determined by the power of the bloodline, even after the spiritual wisdom is fully opened and the cultivation is understood, the power of the bloodline will also affect the comprehension of the Dao Law.

The Demon Golden Lion Mastiff Beast undoubtedly belongs to the demon beast with a strong bloodline power, it has the power of a lion, the flexibility of a leopard, and the super penetration of metallicness, and similarly, the number of his existence is also very small, and it has only been seen in the classics in the Imperial Wind Sect, and it can only be seen today.

This sight, instead of satisfying his curiosity, felt unlucky.

This demon golden lion mastiff beast should be the king of this mountain, whether the spirit is fully open, I don't know, what can be determined is that if he fights hard at this time, he is not an opponent.

"Retreat!"

Drink heartily and move slowly under your feet to avoid making a noise when you touch something rubble to alert you.

This mountain covers a wide area, and it is necessary to take a detour to avoid fighting.

Yang Qing moved to the side, and the demon golden lion mastiff beast was leisurely walking towards the top of the mountain.

If this continues, one man and one beast will stagger together.

"Poof......

At this moment, the demon golden lion mastiff raised its huge head, shook the golden mane on its neck, snapped its nose, and sucked it hard.

"Roar!"

The golden color in the pupil skyrocketed, and the murderous and violent anger appeared, and the lips of the lion with a golden beard rose, like a mastiff trying to bite its prey, and let out a loud roar.

Then he sniffed the faint smell of blood in the air, and rushed towards the top of the mountain, the golden long hair flickered, and the spiral-shaped horns on the top of the head were condensing the brilliant golden rays, and with a leap of several feet, the golden rays on the sharp horns were flourishing.

"I found it, the nose is too smart!"

Yang Qing's face changed, and he became even paler, he didn't know if it was the smell of blood emitted from the wounds on his body, or the smell of blood vomiting blood on the top of the mountain that made it notice.

"Find a way to slaughter it!"

A violent color appeared on the bloodless face, and murderous intent flashed between his eyes.

I don't know if the demon golden lion mastiff really found him, but this is definitely a threat, and at this time, he is not allowed to continue to exist like this.

"It's so fast, it's hard to grapple and kill, so you can only sneak attack by surprise, at least seriously injure it first."

Thoughts in my heart are racing and decisions are made in an instant.

"Wow......"

A mouthful of blood that had been suppressed for a long time spat into the cracks of the rocks, and then he held his breath, closed the pores around his body, and ran towards the heights.

The speed of the demon golden lion mastiff beast was much faster than Yang Qing's speed at this time, and it could smell the abnormal smell and slight noise in the air, and the four huge golden retriever claws rushed towards it fiercely.

"Roar!"

The strong body of the demon golden lion mastiff beast did not affect its speed at all, it had a flexibility that did not match its body, and the spiral horn above the head was dazzling.

The speed was too fast, and Yang Qing had just run more than ten zhang, and he had to hide behind a stone.

The divine consciousness wraps the whole body, preventing the demon golden lion mastiff beast from being fully intelligent, and understands how to use it for divine consciousness.

"Roar!"

The ferocious roar, the golden pupils of the demon golden lion mastiff beast were not only violent, but also strange emotions beside them.

The fleshy nose, slightly smaller than a fist, sniffed lightly, and walked with a haughty stride towards the small pool of blood that had not yet clotted a little.

"This lion mastiff seems to have a dark aura in its body?"

Yang Qing was slightly shocked in his heart, and he didn't dare to delay the time, and while it was sniffing the freshly spit blood, his body burst out.

"Zheng!"

Tiger stripes covered the cold face, and three stainless steel arrows buckled on the bow that had been drawn for six minutes.

"Groaning ......"

The dragon roared and the tiger roared with all his might, and he tried his best to drive the heaven and earth aura in the purple mansion to repair the viscera, and he had already done his death.

He didn't dare to use all his strength, but he could only increase his strength a little in the way of 'stormy waves', and pull the Inviting Moon Bow apart by six points, let alone keep it open and not shooting.

"Woohoo!"

The three stainless steel arrows arrived in front of the neck of the demon golden lion mastiff beast that had just alerted to the danger in the blink of an eye.

"Roar!"

The roar of rage suddenly sounded, and the speed of the demon golden lion mastiff's four claws instantly increased to the extreme.

"Poof, poof, poof!"

No matter how fast it was, it couldn't dodge the three stainless steel arrows that shot in front of it, and with three soft sounds, it hit its front shoulder.

"Click!"

The bones of the Demon Golden Lion Mastiff are harder than those of steel, and the arrows can only crack their bones with their strong force, and it is difficult to enter.

"Roar!"

The demon golden lion mastiff turned around, furious and hunting, allowing three steel arrows to stick in its shoulder, the sharp pain making it even more ferocious.

"Snort!"

The strong body pressed down, the head was low, and the spiral horns on it slammed into the top.

"Whoosh!"

A single horn-shaped golden light shot out, and its condensation was comparable to that of a monk in the Spirit Realm.

At this time, the three stainless steel arrows in Yang Qing's hands left the string again.

"Woohoo!"

At such a distance, one man and one beast, no one can try to completely dodge the attack.

"Peng!"

There was no time to panic in his heart, his feet stomped sharply, the rocks under his feet trembled, and he fell to the side.

The unicorn-shaped golden light spun around at great speed, facing his abdomen, and if it was hit, it would be a fist-sized blood hole.

"Roar!"

The demon golden lion mastiff roared, not dodging at all, as just now, the head pressed one by one, and the spiral horn rose again, but it was much dimmer than just now, and before it could brew enough, the arrow had already reached the front of the head.

"Whoosh, tear!"

The one-horned golden light turned around Yang Qing's waist, and the wound left behind was like a piece of flesh torn off by a vicious dog.

"Whew!"

The sharp pain made the red pupils glow with a thick murderous intent.

Fortunately, only a mouthful of flesh was missing, and it didn't hurt the bones, but this dodge made the injury to his internal organs worse.

"Click, click, click!"

The Demon Golden Lion Mastiff slammed its massive head into the three steel arrows that attacked, and the sound of gold and iron clashing sounded.

After the fur is punctured, it is difficult to get in!

The steel arrowhead, which was blocked by its skull.

"Roar!"

The demon golden lion mastiff beast only hit its forward body, and after a roar of severe pain, it continued to rush forward.

"Groaning ......"

The other party's strength exceeded Yang Qing's expectations, and he didn't care about the bleeding from his waist, and opened the bow again.

If he is approached by the demon golden lion mastiff, his strength and agility are surpassed, and there is no way to survive at that time.

"Zheng!"

The mobilized power increased again, and the use of the 'stormy waves' force method increased the force, and the Moon Bow opened up by seven minutes.

"Woohoo!"

It can only shoot at the head of the demon golden lion mastiff beast that rushes towards it.

"Click!"

Still hitting it with its huge head, the golden rays of its spiral corners are dim but still condensed.

"Peng!"

As soon as Yang Qing stomped his foot, the Demon Golden Lion Mastiff Beast was hit and rushed to the side.

"Zheng!"

The face engraved with tiger stripes was hideous, and the clenched teeth were full of scarlet blood, desperately mobilizing strength and increasing again, the Moon Invitation Bow, which was only holding a steel arrow, was pulled apart by eight points, nearly nine points.

The strength, speed, and agility of the lion mastiff are extremely high, and if you don't fight, you will die.

"Whew!"

The viscera and veins simply did not allow him to invoke so much power, and he felt the cracks in the viscera increase slightly, but he had no choice.

The stainless steel arrow against the cold light was aimed at the front of the demon golden lion mastiff, and the two fingers suddenly withdrew.

"Whew!"

The arrow was faster than ever, and as soon as the finger was released, the arrow had already reached the front arm that had already been wounded once.

If it is a neck, the demon golden lion mastiff may be able to resist with a single horn, but it is difficult to dodge when it is aimed at the front arm.

Just listen to the soft sound of "click" and "poof" together.

Stainless steel arrows shot into its forearms.

Then there was another "click!"

The arrow is blocked by the skeleton of the other forearm.

"Peng!"

Yang Qing fell, bringing up a cloud of dust, struggling to stand up. "Gross!"

"Roar!"

The huge body of the demon golden lion mastiff beast shook a few times and also fell, and then bent its neck to bite the half-inserted steel arrow.

"Click, tear!"

The sharp fangs were four inches long, and the tongue was about to pull out the feathers as if it were about to ooze blood.

"Tear up!"

The arrow had pierced its viscera, and the arrow ripped it apart again.

It didn't care about such a sharp pain, and it didn't die instantly.

"Click!"

A mouthful of fangs was harder than the lower grade magic weapon, and with a terrifying bite force, the stainless steel arrow was bitten off.

"Roar!"

The two strong stepped back and stood up with a single kick.

One of the front legs was already useless, but it was still shaking and jumping towards Yang Qing, who still couldn't stand up.

"Roar!"

The Demon Golden Lion Mastiff is too ferocious, and with such an injury, it is not to heal or escape, but to tear the enemy to pieces.

A large amount of blood gushed out from the mouth that could hold a head, and there was an imperceptible glimmer of golden light in the scarlet.

"Whew!"

Murderous intent and violence supported Yang Qing to stand up, the broken long stick was Wu Lie's hand, and the demonic red pupils stared at the demon golden lion mastiff beast that fell in front of him with only a few feet left, and shouted in his heart, "Let's die together!"

Anyway, mobilize the remaining strength, and raise the stick to smash.

"Roar!"

The strong body was still in the air, and the roar in his mouth was only half roared, and before the long stick could be smashed, there was no sound.

"Peng!"

The body weighing thousands of pounds fell in front of Yang Qing.

"Whew!"

In the violent tiger roar, there was fear and nervousness, and he couldn't pay attention to the power of the long stick, and fell to the side.

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