The three Scar brothers and seven others were pursued by sixty or seventy caracals, and they had already fled beyond the threat of Yang Qing opening their bows and arrows, but they had no intention of staying, and they no longer seemed to be trying to kill Yang Qing who was surrounded by caracals on the top of the swamp.

They seemed to be afraid of something, and they ran for their lives with all their might.

Yang Qing, who had completed the purpose of this trip, couldn't help but be shocked when he saw this scene, and when he was puzzled, a divine consciousness that escaped killing intent and murder swept over, turned his head to look, his heart 'chuckled', and he swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and was very frightened.

The shape of the swamp here is irregular, the longest place is more than ten miles, the shortest place is nearly three miles, and the place where the mountain is located is closer to the edge of the swamp, here is also the body length is not more than a zhang, the smallest is only a few feet of caracal beast dwelling, the other side of the mountain is a wide swamp, there are few such caracal beasts.

At this time, Yang Qing first saw a pair of ferocious eyes the size of a lantern, and then saw a hideous crocodile head that was larger than this mountain, and the head was buried in the mud afterwards.

As the huge head moved, the hideous scale armor and giant tail like a ridge could be faintly seen.

This is a caracal beast with a body length of more than fifty zhang, and I don't know how many years of cultivation.

Yang Qing looked at this scene in a daze, he was so shocked by this giant caracal beast that he couldn't help but feel dead for a while, only the long stick in his hand was getting tighter and tighter, and the bone joints were already white.

He had never seen such a huge demon beast, but he didn't have to think about it, it would be extremely strong.

Yang Qing was shocked, frightened, and desperate at first...... , standing on top of the mountain. Compared to the giant caracal beast that had cultivated for many years and had a body length of more than fifty zhang, it was still small.

After this fear and despair were in my heart, the ...... swelled up

What surged was incomparably violent and murderous intent, he was afraid, very afraid, such a threat, he knew that he could not resist, but he was too afraid to resist desperately. It all happened in the blink of an eye.

And the mood changed dramatically. The purple light of the Zun True Soul in the sea of knowledge did not increase or decrease, and it was more than a little sharp, and at the beginning, the faint purple light flickered sharply. And at this time. It's like that.

"It's death. Tear a piece of flesh from you first!"

Yang Qing didn't turn around and fled, in the face of such an existence, it was useless to escape. Instead, he summoned the Moon Invitation Bow, and his deep voice was full of fierceness, and without waiting for the giant caracal beast to make a move, an inferior magic weapon arrow with Bai Feng Gold as an arrow was placed on the bowstring.

"Zheng!"

The Moon Bow opened angrily for nearly eight minutes, locked on a lantern-like crocodile eye, and fired the bow and arrows. 'Whew!', the air was pierced by a narrow and sharp arrow, and a white light shot down fiercely across five or six hundred zhang.

At such a distance, the power of the arrows dropped too much, and they couldn't hurt ordinary Purple Mansion Realm cultivators, but Yang Qing still did this, in order to die in defense.

The eyes of the giant caracal were full of anger and ferocity, but they were full of energy and intelligence, and they did not dodge the attacking arrows, and they did not even blink, and just as the arrows were about to reach the top of the crocodile kiss, the arrows slammed, and a faint earthy yellow light swirled around the arrows.

There was a crisp click, and Bai Fengjin's arrow, the lower grade magic weapon of the arrow, turned into crumbs.

At the same time, a thunderous sound spread, "Human beings, disturb the cultivation of this seat, hurt the same clan of this seat, provoke this seat with arrows, damn it!"

"Humph!"

Yang Qing's ears were buzzed, and he snorted coldly with a fierce face, this demon beast demon beast is reasonable, he has nothing to say, ordinary monks come here to hunt and kill caracal beasts, they will not alarm this demon cultivator, and they will not care about it with its cultivation, but the power of the 'five thunder sons' is too strong, if it bursts in a group of caracal beasts, there will be no survivors, although this 'five thunder seeds' are not wasted, and they have not been able to kill any of them, but the noise is too loud, it must have alarmed this demon cultivator, and the reason why it did not appear instantaneously should be to collect merit and investigate. In this way, he had nothing to say.

"Zheng!"

Three Baifeng gold arrows were buckled on the bowstring, aimed at the lantern-like crocodile of the giant caracal, and fired the bow again, even if it was in vain, he would not sit still, even if there was too much concern and reluctance in his heart, he was fearless.

Now that the ending has been decided, then there is nothing to fear, even in the last moment before death, you have to resist.

"Groaning ......"

The high-pitched roar of the dragon and the tiger blurted out, making his fearlessness even more awe-inspiring.

Suddenly, he felt as if he had broken free from some kind of shackle, as if something was different, but he had no intention of realizing it.

The evil qi in the body is boiling, gathering into a wisp in an instant, the color is getting deeper and deeper, and a faint white and black pattern appears on the skin......

"It's different, it's good!"

The thunderous sound was very indifferent, and the arrows that shot in the air and slashed through a hundred zhang in an instant turned into fragments under the faint earthy yellow light, and then stopped, and gradually, the gray fragments flashed with earthy yellow light, like a magic weapon infused with true yuan.

"Let's Die"

The voice was so indifferent that there was no trace of emotion, as if he was saying something insignificant, accompanied by a thunderous sound, the fragments of stainless steel that escaped the earthy yellow light, "swished", and hit Yang Qing at a speed that could not be captured.

There are fragments of earthy yellow arrows lingering, there is no wind and thunder, some are just Yang Qing can't dodge the speed, even if he uses the 'swimming dragon out of the water', it is the same, fast, too fast!

It's so fast that he knows that the arrow fragments are hitting him, but he can't dodge.

With such a casual blow, it was easy to take Yang Qing's life, and this was in the next thought.

"Even if it is death, I am not afraid!"

Things have developed to this point, Yang Qing is not thinking about the middle father and mother of Fengju City, Sun Xinyao of Shuiling Peak, and Yang Song of Yifeng...... It can be said that there are no ideas, some are just fearless, and some are just straight spine!

In the sea of knowledge, the faint purple glow of the venerable true soul is even more powerful, exuding a faint deterrent power, as if all beings are subjugated, it seems to be proud of all things, and the black wisp of evil qi in the body is becoming more and more profound. The violence is becoming more and more intense, but it seems to lack a trace of something, and the white and black lines on the skin are gradually clear......

He didn't have time to do anything, not to wait for death, but to face it awe-inspiringly.

The fragments of arrows that emitted an earthy yellow light were close to the door in an instant, and his sideburns were scattered and his hair swayed slightly, and his sharp eyes stared at the fragments of arrows without blinking......

Right in this moment. The melodious phoenix chirping like a hole flute came. Feng Ming was full of horror and murder.

"Buzz!"

The air trembled, and the fragments of arrows that emitted earthy yellow light stood still an inch in front of Yang Qing as if they had never moved, and at this time, the energy carried by the fragments of arrows. It's the wind. Pull his hair up at will. Scraped hiss.

The giant caracal, its lantern-like eyes flashed with consternation, keeping the fragments of the arrows still. No more recklessness.

The wind did not make Yang Qing's eyes blink, the sharpness in his eyes was no longer surging, he glanced at the fragments of arrows that were still in front of the front door, turned his head to look into the air, and saw where Feng Ming came from, a green light burst out, and said in surprise, "It's her"

Just after the fragments of the arrows were still, Yang Qing knew that the faint purple light emitted by the true soul of the sea no longer grew, and the trend of the evil qi becoming deeper and deeper had stopped, and the white and black lines on the skin slowly faded.

"Look for death!"

An angry clearing, full of rolling hatred, the emerald light is extremely fast, and in a few breaths, you can see the figure clearly, emerald wings, emerald long hair, emerald feather woven long skirt, and a pair of evil red phoenix eyes.

It was the descendant of Qingluan who was looking for Yang Qing everywhere, Dan Ye.

Without waiting for the figure to get closer, a small seal with a whole body of emerald and a divine beast Qingluan was sacrificed first, and instantly on top of the hideous head of the giant caracal, a 'boom' burst of emerald flames, and in the blink of an eye, it rose to the size of a house.

"Hey......"

With a faint sigh, helplessness flashed in the eyes of the giant caracal, and it slowly sank into the mire, and at the same time, the great seal that raged with emerald flames rolled up the sound of wind and thunder, and smashed down with the momentum of splitting the ground.

"Buzz!"

The print slammed down, and the air trembled as if it was about to shatter.

The sigh echoed, and if the giant caracal had dodged, it could have dodged, but it was still slowly sinking, as willing to bear the blow.

Yang Qing frowned, not looking at the result of the Great Seal smashing, but staring at the charming face in the air.

"Boom!"

If the flying stone fell into the quagmire, the mud wave rose nearly ten zhang high, and before the mud wave rushed to the ground, it was already solidified under the flame, and then shattered into powder, and the big seal smashed into the swamp to form a deep pit with a radius of more than ten zhang, and it also solidified and shattered in the blink of an eye, and then spread around

There was no mist generated, and the water in the swamp had disappeared in an instant under the emerald flames, and the body of the giant caracal had also disappeared.

This emerald seal is a magic weapon, a powerful magic weapon that can exert part of its power by cultivating in the early stage of spirit fixing, and the power of this blow is still more than that of the 'five thunder sons', and it is not the strength that the monks of the Purple Mansion Realm and the Spirit Determination Realm should have.

With a crisp sound, dozens of sharp arrow fragments lost their earthy yellow halo and fell to the rock wall of the mountain, splashing in all directions.

Yang Qing didn't feel any shock when he saw such a powerful blow, he just felt tired, the fierceness of the faint purple light of his soul was still there, and the evil qi was repeated in the blood, he couldn't help but feel afraid, and his heart was beating uncontrollably, but he didn't care about these and eased them, and his heart was extremely entangled.

At this time, the emerald mangs transformed by Dan Ye were stunned, showing her figure, her skin was fair and delicate, her emerald color was shining, and her face was charming, if it weren't for the phoenix eyes, how could others believe that she would belong to the mortal world.

Dan Ye's anger did not diminish a little, but increased again, one of the things he hated the most, was the demon beast that looked like a vicious beast, and at this time, he saw the person he cared about very much, and was almost killed by the caracal beast, with a strong hatred and killing intent, so that her emerald pupils seemed to be burning with emerald flames, and her angry voice was still ethereal, "Go!?"

However, when he saw Yang Qing standing on the top of the mountain frowning, he didn't care about all other thoughts, waved his wings, and swept away. (To be continued......)