Chapter 107 (1/2)

In the middle of the forest, there have been many immortal beasts and some nine level peak spirit beasts with strong flesh. Even with their flesh alone, their strength is not comparable to that of Xiang Yang. Even if his nine heavy dragon has reached the peak, it is estimated that there will still be a lot of gap.

This skill is used to stimulate the dragon's blood, but it doesn't mean that there will be the dragon's power after cultivating to the Ninth level. In fact, at that time, the blood that can be stimulated is only one tenth of ten thousand at most. You still have to go step by step.

So Xiang Yang and LV ya'er thought it was a very hard journey, but it was very easy for those immortal beasts. They rushed to the center early.

Here is a grassland thousands of feet around. In the center of the grassland stands a towering tree as huge as a mountain. The trunk alone is hundreds of feet wide. Looking up, the dense tree cover covers the whole grassland and disappears from the sky.

At this time, all the immortal and spirit beasts who arrived were gathered outside the grassland. In front of them, they had become a bloody slaughterhouse. Several spirit beasts were wailing and hissing. The sound Xiang Yang heard just now came from here.

Look at that, they are crawling from the inside to the outside, but they are only a few feet away. For them, it seems like the end of the world. There are long blood marks on the ground. Each spirit beast seems to have been pressed by a mountain. The whole body is flattened, and the bones are still breaking.

”Xianhuang, you came early. What's the matter?”

A later fairy beast arrived, frowned at the spirit beasts in front and asked.

Xianhuang turned her head and saluted: ”it's master Xian Yangfu. This should be the place for assessment. It seems a little strange. The first few have become like this now.”

She lifted her bare hand gently and pointed in one direction: ”look, even the ugly bird can't hold it...”

Xianyang husband is a second-class immortal beast. He is also a famous generation in the inner circle. The Xianyang family lives in a remote place and rarely appears in ordinary days, but his strength is not vulgar. Therefore, Xianhuang is very polite to him.

”Ugly bird?” the salty sheep man looked in the direction pointed by Xianhuang, but saw a figure lying on the ground trying to move forward in the innermost position. He couldn't help laughing.

No wonder Xianhuang calls others ugly birds. They are birds and the like. Fengwu and Huangwu had a bad relationship with the crow hunting, which is called the thief bird. At this time, they are naturally happy to see the fairy beast of the crow hunting family make a fool of himself.

The hunting crow has turned into a real body, but the space in front seems strange. No matter whether it is a fairy beast or a spirit beast, and no matter how huge the original real body is, the body will not be too big. Now the hunting crow is only half a Zhang in size. You know, it was a giant with a wingspan of tens of Zhang.

At this time, the hunting crow, which was called the ugly bird by Xianhuang, was bloody. His dark feathers were stuck together by blood. It was very ugly in the East and West. A pair of majestic wings were used to push on the ground. Many long feathers at the back were broken and looked miserable.

The most important thing is that it moves forward with its head behind its front feet. A red ass is facing the outside. As soon as it works hard, a big bag will bulge on its ass, relax and disappear again... It's funny to repeat so much.

After all, Xian Yangfu was well-informed. He looked carefully at the grass for a long time, then thought about it and understood.