The life of Qingyun Mountain has always been dull, even if the major families are vying for power and profit, they are mostly acting in secret, and there are few lives on the mountain.

Since Yang Lin went up the mountain, he first successfully climbed the steps, ruined the future of the Mei family's son, and then defeated the face of the Qi family's son, and hooked the saint of the Ding family into his hand, the most hateful thing is to let the heavenly thunder destroy the wordless heavenly monument, all the evils of this kind are the cause of Yang Lin, from the evil is those fierce beasts, but these fierce beasts are cultivated to a high level, and it is not easy to win back face.

"Why are these two evil beasts here, could it be that Yang Lin is dead, these two fierce beasts want to find a master's house. ”

"I heard that these two fierce beasts are Yang Lin's spiritual pets, if Yang Lin is dead, how can these two beasts come out, presumably Yang Lin was seriously injured when he avoided the catastrophe, these two beasts came out to hang out without anything, showing their majesty. ”

Several people in the forest whispered, sometimes scolding with vicious words that were thinner than the sound of mosquitoes and flies, but most of them stepped back cautiously, looking a little afraid.

Yang Lin was not there, and the three beasts guarding the guest hall were really bored, and they had heard that the stone monk had climbed the steps today, which was really boring, leaving Gu Mo, who had been persuaded to no avail, and Ying Long pulled the equally depressed wind and thunder leopard to the Holy King Palace.

All the way to the squint, the sound of swearing, the loud one who heard the loud two beasts even more showed the fierce image wanton intimidation, shocked that there was no one on the bluestone road, and the flowers on the side of the road hung their heads, making the two beasts more and more proud, even when they arrived at the Holy King's Palace, they only collected some fierceness, but the smug color was a little more restrained.

"That monk is the Taoist stone monk, who hid in the forest and muttered that day, it turned out that he was stealing the method of climbing the stairs and used to climb the stairs today. The corners of his mouth pursed, and Ying Long said mockingly.

Although the Qingyun people retreated, there was one person who did not avoid, facing it sideways, and Li Zhen said in a somewhat unpleasant tone: "The words of the predecessors are in vain, the family teacher comes from the Buddha country, and the Buddha has eight floating slaughters, which have many similarities with the mysteries of the ninety-nine gold brick steps, and there is nothing to do on that day, just like the two of them came." ”

With his teeth cricked, the Wind Thunder Leopard stepped forward in a vicious manner, roaring in a muffled voice, while Li Zhen's eyes were slightly closed, his hands were closed, and he had no fear at all, and for a while, he put the Wind Thunder Leopard aside.

"A little Buddha disciple, take care of what he does, go, cheer for the Taoist monk who has climbed the steps!" Ying Long slapped the wind thunder leopard with his heavy hand, and turned sideways to go to the gold brick steps.

If it is really about to pass, the cheering is fake, but it is possible to shout a few loudly, and the people around can't help but despise Ying Long, and their hearts are sinister.

The gray shadow moved lightly, and Li Zhen, who was dressed in gray cloth Buddha clothes, had already blocked in front of Ying Long, his hands were not divided, he held a salute, and said in a somewhat heavy tone: "It is not good to harm people, is this how your master taught you to wait." ”

"The little doll is not very old, but the corners of the mouth are sharp, and the flesh must be fresh, hehe, I haven't tried the taste of human flesh for a long time. With horizontal teeth and vertical teeth, a trace of anger appeared on Ying Long's face, obviously being a little embarrassed and angry when he was pointed out in front of everyone as the identity of the spirit pet.

Blocking but not retreating, Li Zhen didn't say a word, and his expression was unusually resolute, so that Ying Long recalled the white figure, the resolute expression at the critical moment.

The atmosphere seemed a little dull, the breeze drifted along the road, and the fishy smell brought out by the blood mouth of Ying Long and the wind thunder leopard made the people in the downwind couldn't help but feel a chill, and the people around the people gradually moved away, for fear that the two beasts would be angry and tear this person alive and splash blood on his body.

Suddenly, Li Zhen, who was in front of Ying Long, leaned his head back, and threw himself forward, as if someone had pushed him back, his hands were unnaturally separated, and although he was palm-shaped, he did not contain strength and pressed towards Ying Long's chest.

Everything was too sudden, Ying Long never thought that the little monk on the opposite side would suddenly attack, and from Ying Long's point of view, he couldn't see anything abnormal about Li Zhen's body shape, his body did not move, Ying Long raised his chest, and a layer of water blue halo rose on himself, facing Li Zhen who came by clapping his hands.

When the palm touched the blue halo of water, there was no strong air explosion sound, as if the water ripples bounced off on their own, and Li Zhen was directly shocked out.

In mid-air, the gray figure crossed an arc, accompanied by a seeping sound of broken bones, and fell on the bluestone pavement not far away. This is also Ying Long's intention to leave Li Zhen's life, if he returns Nanchang with his hands, instead of using the enchantment to fly, Li Zhen at this time is afraid that he has been wiped out on the spot.

On the bluestone pavement, Li Zhen fell to the ground, he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and Ying Long also felt that something was wrong, as if this Li Zhen really couldn't help fighting, and he was seriously injured in a shot.

From Li Zhen pounced on him to be bullied to being stunned by Zhenfei and died, it was only a matter of the blink of an eye, regardless of whether Li Zhen was the first to make the move, but the clansmen of the Qingyun tribe had already identified the matter as Ying Long's murderous and bullying.

A shout and curse suddenly came out of the crowd, sharp and excited, "Fierce Dragon, do you think there is no opponent for you on Qingyun Mountain!" Shi provoked Qianlang, and the Qingyun people who were retreating around seemed to be on fire by the hay that seemed to be on fire, and suddenly burned, and the voices of denunciation and scolding were unconscious, and under the leadership of several young clansmen, they came to the middle of the field.

Qianfu pointed out, the horizontal eyebrows were cold, Ying Long and the Wind Thunder Leopard stood back to back, although their faces were fierce, but their hearts were extremely depressed, not because they were shocked by the momentum of the Qingyun people around them, but because those heart-scratching words were heard in their ears, but they couldn't fight.

It's okay to play farce, but if you really commit a big murder on Qingyun Mountain, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to say, out of thin air for Yang Lin, who is now in the limelight, to make trouble, and the two beasts don't want to face Yang Lin's cold eyes anymore.

It seemed that the two beasts were too cowardly, and in just a few breaths, the crowd had already drained the water around the two beasts, and they were only about three feet away from their bodies.

A finger that looked a little old suddenly stretched out to Ying Long's nose, trembling and uneasy fingers and scolding, not only Ying Long's face was extremely angry, but even the young man next to the owner of the old hand on the side also squeezed to the side, because this finger was really presumptuous to the extreme.

Before the heavy snort was exhausted, Ying Long raised his head fiercely, his ugly one-eyed face became more and more hideous, and a phantom of a dragon's head suddenly appeared above his head, the dragon's mouth was wide open, and a dragon roar came out of his mouth.

A furious energy that bordered on destruction roared out of the dragon's mouth, and after that, the people flew on their backs, the flowers scattered and the trees broke, and at once they rushed out of a much quieter path.

Before Yinglong collected his soul and frightened the people around him, a sharp palm shadow had struck the door in front of him, and the golden light flashed, like a golden rune, with a little demonic meaning.

"Evil Dragon, Hugh has succeeded in his murder!" roared like a Buddha's anger, and Dao Shi, who was also dressed in a gray-robed monk's robe, stepped down from the golden brick steps at some point, and struck it with a palm of his hand.

Having already seen the comer, Ying Long sneered, completely fearless, his right hand turned into a claw, and when the green scales appeared, he had already greeted him.

With a loud bang, the golden light burst out, the green shadow shook, and a man and a beast took a few steps back at the same time, obviously the mana was equal, no matter up or down, and the wind and thunder leopard was directly blown out by Ying Longzhen and fell directly into the crowd. The strong face the enemy, not distracted, a man and a beast are both hands sealed, and a trace of blood red appears in the eyes, showing that they are really angry.

On one side, the apprentice was injured and anxious, but fortunately, the murderer did not escape, and the opportunity for revenge was in front of him. On the other hand, I don't know what to say, I injured a little monk in a daze, and attracted a sneak attack by a big monk.

After a long stalemate, a whimper like a brute beast before dying came from the crowd, fleeting, as if someone was trying to cover it up, for fear of being heard by others.

Feeling the slightest bit wrong, Ying Long pointed forward with his hand, shook it lightly a few times, and hurriedly turned around and rushed towards the place behind him where he had just hit the Flying Wind Thunder Leopard. A leopard corpse, with a little spots embroidered on its black satin-like fur, lay silently on the bluestone pavement, without Ying Long's struggle to squeeze into the crowd, the crowd had separated on its own to the point that it seemed to be extremely cooperative.

A few steps rushed to the front of the leopard corpse, Ying Long possessed to visit, and when he turned his head after a while, his eyes had become blood-red, and the faintly emerging red bloodshot swept across the field, revealing a devouring gaze across the field, and where he passed, the crowd dispersed, even the Dao Shi monk felt a trace of abnormality, and hurriedly turned around and retreated to Li Zhen's side, and wanted to pick up Li Zhen and retreat.

"I designed to assassinate my brother, so I want to leave so easily, do you think that on this Qingyun Mountain, I am not afraid of killing people!" A cold and somewhat choked voice came from Ying Long's mouth, and in a flash, Ying Long had already escaped in front of the Dao Shi Monk, his hands had turned into claws, one claw slapped at the top of the Dao Shi Monk's head, and the other claw went straight to the unconscious Li Zhen in his front arms.

It is self-evident that when the wind and thunder leopard die, someone needs to pay for the burial, and among the people who are buried, Li Zhen is the one who is not dead. The figure retreated sharply, the Taoist monk spit out the Buddhist mantra, and a swastika golden talisman spit out casually, rising to Zhangyu with the wind, like a mountain, pressing towards the rushing Ying Long.

The claw momentum fell short, the swastika was pressed, Ying Long saw this, the two claws had been merged together, and the ten sharp claw tips suddenly pierced into the swastika, and with a broken drink, both hands tore outward and tore apart, ready to tear the swastika golden talisman.

It's just that the golden talisman of the Buddhism is so easy to tear, and what part of it is still sent by a strong man like Dao Shi who has returned to the void realm, for a while, Dao Shi has retreated very far, and after turning the corner, it has been submerged into the forest.

The breeze was blowing, although it was full of moisture, but it could not lower the anger of Ying Long, who felt that he had nowhere to vent because of the sudden disappearance of the golden rune, and with a loud cry in the air, Ying Long strode to the front of the wind thunder leopard, and ran towards the guest hall with the corpse.