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Chapter 613 Liger Beast

"Oh, what is this?" Ling Zhengyi was slightly shocked when he heard Qian Yuming's voice. He looked at him and saw a spirit beast that looked like a tiger but not a tiger, a lion but not a lion pounced at him like lightning. The roar of the spirit beast that resounded through the mountains and rivers actually made his heart tremble, and the flow of magic power was stagnant!

"Oh!" Ling Zhengyi waved his hand without thinking, and immediately blew out the thunder in his palm.

With the sound of "stinging" and half a foot of thunder in the palm of the palm flew towards the spirit beast. The spirit beast was a little frightened and did not dare to use its body to face the enemy. Instead, it turned the side of the shape and the tail behind it quickly thrust on the palm of the thunder. Although it was to disperse the thunder in the palm of the palm, its shape also retreated.

"Fortunately! This is a first-grade spirit beast!" Ling Zhengyi's heart was slightly relieved when he tested the strength of the spirit beast.

"Haha, fellow Daoist Qian, your lion, tiger beast... doesn't seem to be very good!" Zhan Yu smiled, and the turtle in his hand shook, and another beam of light as thick as a bowl flashed out in the air, hitting Ling Zhengyi in an arc,

"Hmph, how can anyone else measure my lion and tiger beast?" Qian Yuming sneered, and did not show any signs. He had already activated the lion and tiger beast. The lion and tiger beast hesitated for a moment and pounced on Ling Zhengyi again.

Ling Zhengyi was attacked by the back and abdomen at this time. He slapped his hand again and a flat box flew into the air. However, before he could shoot out the magic trick, the lion and tiger beast had already pounced on him. His two front paws swayed in the air, and several afterimages passed by, taking a selfie at Ling Zhengyi's vest.

There was no sound, and the fog cocoon that could not even be defeated by the sharp claws. The lion and tiger beast were torn out of a crack of more than one foot long, and the crack could not be recovered for a while!

"It's broken!" Ling Zhengyi didn't expect that the lion and tiger beast would actually have such power. He just complained in his heart that the turtle's light column was hit.

Another muffled sound from "Peng", Ling Zhengyi's shape moved down about three feet, and the light column was the crack of the lion and tiger beast torn. The fog cocoon that had been thin before was actually hit by a big hole!

"Fellow Daoist Qian hasn't taken action yet? Otherwise, I will take the lead in my agreement!" Zhan Yu held the turtle in his hand, accumulated magic power, and shouted at Qian Yu.

"Hmph, isn't my lion, tiger, or not enough?" Although Qian Yuming said that, it was obvious that they had made an agreement. But when Qian Yuming threw the mourning pearl in his hand into the air, the yellow gravel from the mourning pearl was like a scattered sand of the goddess, and the overwhelming yellow sand rushed towards Ling Zhengyi.

"Buzz~~~" A sound was made, and Zhengyi could no longer hold on under the yellow sand. He slapped his hand and a fiery red hook flew out, passing a red track in the air, and rushed into the yellow sand. The "sting" sound was like scissors cutting through silk. The yellow sand was cut into two pieces by Ling Zhengyi's Yao. The yellow sand that had already hit Ling Zhengyi's eyes flashed and disappeared!

"What a good baby!" Pu Jianyuan next to him laughed, and the exact fiery red hook also flew into the air, hitting Yao who had already transformed into a full moon. It was Pu Jianyuan's magic weapon Shadow Moon!

The blunt sound of the "crunch" sounds are simply the same-original magic weapons hit each other. They do not have the huge shocks that others imagine, but rub against each other!

"Is there any other way for fellow Daoist Ling?" With the loud roar of the lion and tiger beast, he pounced on Ling Zhengyi's vest again. Zhan Yu's turtle had already formed, and a beam of light flew out again. Zhan Yu said coldly.

The sound of "Silk!", the sharp front paws of the lion and tiger beast once again tore the cocoon that had just recovered, and the "puff~~" shocked. This time, the light column hit the place where the lion and tiger beast torn apart again. Most of the light columns expanded the place where the torn apart, and a small part hit Ling Zhengyi.

Seeing Ling Zhengyi's previous light annihilation, the guard's yellow talisman was defeated, and Ling Zhengyi's shape was also staggering in the air. He was flushed and then turned white, and blood oozed from the corners of his mouth!

Fortunately, as Ling Zhengyi activated his magic power, several magic weapons persisted and were not defeated by others!

"Since it's time for now, Fellow Daoist Ling, are you still persisting?" Pu Jianyuan asked while directing Yingyue.

"Pu Jianyuan, if you think you are a monk from Xiaoyu Continent and the head of Feifengling, you will fight alone with me. Even if I die in your hands, I will give you this mist mountain. What's the point of killing me with the help of others?" Ling Zhengyi was unexpectedly calm and made a fight!

"Haha, Ling Zhengyi, do you think I am a three-year-old child? How could such a provocation method make me fool?" Pu Jianyuan laughed and activated his magic power. The light of the shadow moon became more and more brilliant, gradually covering Yao, which obviously had the upper hand!

"Pu Jianyuan...you...you will regret it!" Ling Zhengyi quickly activated his magic power, and Yao barely matched Yingyue's strength.

"Let me help fellow Taoist Pu again!" Qian Yuming next to him smiled and pointed his hand. The mourning beads in the air emitted a burnt yellow light again, and another batch of sand and gravel fell down like clouds!

At this time, Ling Zhengyi had no other magic weapon to resist. He waved his hand and dozens of yellow talismans were scattered. There were a burst of "crackling" sounds. These yellow talismans were all suppressed by the yellow sand. With the sound of "rumbling", Ling Zhengyi was completely submerged by the yellow sand. When the yellow sand disappeared, Ling Zhengyi's mist cocoon disappeared. The magic weapon jade twirled with a faint light stopped in front of Ling Zhengyi's eyes! Moreover, Ling Zhengyi's face was pale, without any blood!

Looking at the mesh magic weapon, the flames were destroyed, tightly wrapped by the Immortal Boundary Circle, and Yao was also submerged by the Shadow Moon, becoming a round magic weapon, dripping around in the air!

Alas, a monk in the early stage of foundation building faces three monks with the same level of cultivation, and the ending is only like this!

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Pu, the agreement we have been waiting for has been completed, it depends on you!" Zhan Yu pointed his hand and the turtle flew back to his hand, and Qian Yuming also took away the Mozhu, leaving the lion, tiger and beast to guard the side.

"Ling Zhengyi..." Pu Jianyuan grinned and slapped his hand. The immortal-binding circle released the fire net and flew towards Ling Zhengyi.

"Dad~" With a scream, Ling Feiyun flew from a distance, and a string of fire snake talismans also flew towards the Immortal Binding Circle!

"Haha, I wanted to deal with this guy in a while, but I didn't expect to come out now!" Pu Jianyuan didn't take Ling Feiyun's eyes at all. He waved the Taoist robe, and the same fire snake technique was used. A flash of flames instantly wrapped around Ling Feiyun. Under the tongue of fire, Ling Feiyun's light flashed around, and the yellow talisman that was defending was annihilated...

ps: It's already the 19th, Xiao Hua's foundation building matter in November is probably going to be ruined](To be continued
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