Chapter 388

Ancient fierce beast, poor strange!

Lin Feng's pupil flashed a touch of strange brilliance. Red flame tiger is only a rare subspecies, and has infinite potential. It may even become a celestial demon. How big is the potential of poverty and wonder?

Moreover, the poor and strange have the name of fierce beast, and their strength must be very strong.

When Lin Feng looks at the fierce beast, he is also staring at him. His eyes twinkle with fierce light, bloodthirsty and monstrous.

"Whew!"

A fire red mirage passed by, which made Lin Feng's pupil shrink, his steps trembled and his body suddenly whirled.

"Hiss"

the blood was flying in the air, and Lin Feng's clothes on his chest were broken, revealing his chest. There, his skin was raw and his flesh was raw, with wisps of bright red blood.

On his back, a cold sweat appeared. Lin Feng had no time to pay attention to the wound on his chest. His eyes were fixed on poor Qi.

How terrible!

Lin Feng realized what a terrible mistake he had made. In the face of the fierce beast, he only wanted to be excited, but he forgot to be on guard. The ancient fierce beast would not play with him slowly. He directly killed him, leaving a trail of blood on him.

"Ao" a low voice of animal roar spread out, as if from Jiuyou, very cold, like a wolf like dog, let Lin Feng's body more and more cold.

"Whew!" This time, Lin Feng was alert and dodged away. However, as he passed by, his red wings suddenly started to vibrate. His huge body twisted completely in the past. He continued to attack Lin Feng in a single breath. He was much sharper than others.

Lin Feng's pupil is frozen, but he can't escape. Poor Qi's sensitivity and speed are too terrible. Even if he knows the moving track of the fierce beast, he still can't avoid it.

Yang fire Zhenyuan flashed out in an instant, and the light of the flame rushed towards the fierce and fierce Juqi. However, as if he had not seen it, he directly rushed into the flame, and the flame broke away, and Lin Feng's body retreated wildly.

"Boom

"Click!"

The sound of bone cracking came out, and a ray of red blood flowed out of Lin Feng's mouth. His body bumped into a big tree, and the roaring sound came and went one after another.

Step to the ground, legs rooted in the ground, Lin Feng's body stopped, staring at the slow toward him fierce beast poor strange.

At this time, Lin Feng has been able to determine that this fierce beast is extremely strange, and his cultivation is equivalent to that of a mysterious demon. However, both the speed and the strength are so perfect. Just the terrible speed, Lin Feng can't match.

This also makes Lin Feng realize that speed is really his weakness, but in this way, he will only want to get this ancient beast more.

The purple light bloomed, and the martial spirits emerged, turning into purple snakes and rushing toward the poor and strange. Lin Feng wanted to have a try. How powerful was the ancient fierce beast.

Poor strange footstep is very slow, just staring at his prey Lin Feng, slowly forward, fierce light exposed, let the purple snake around his body.

The flaming wings of "HISHI" twinkled and turned into flames. The purple snake was cut off. The fierce beast was not affected at all, but still walked towards Lin Feng.

"What a fierce beast."

After the division of the purple snake, its power is much smaller, but for many martial arts practitioners, at least it can limit their actions, but it is useless to use it on the poor and strange.

"You are mine." Lin Feng's eyes flashed an excited light. The more powerful the poor, the more excited he was.

When the sky swallows, the black dragon roars. Seven black dragons are swaying in the void behind Lin Feng, especially the one in the middle, which is different from the other six. It has a ferocious and strange face and is the soul of the Lich.

Poor Qi stares at the black dragon that appears to have a look, flashed in the huge pupil, four hooves stop, immediately right front hoof, planing on the ground.

"Whew!"

Once again, the poor body turned into a mirage, and the wings were open and gorgeous.

"Roar" several black dragon chants spread out, the head of the six black dragons, directly toward poor Qi, instantly, the huge body of poor Qi bite, respectively bite a corner.

"Oh Poor Qi roared, and the fierce color in his pupils was thrilling. On his back, the hair like sharp thorns stood up and turned into sharp blades. At the same time, a burning flame was burning wildly on poor Qi's body.

"Ao"

poor Qi roared up to the sky, as if to break free from the shackles, the voice was transmitted far away, the body of fire rushed forward, driving the bodies of the six black dragons, irresistible.

"Bad."

Lin Feng's heart underestimated a, this poor strange roar, I'm afraid will attract many powerful monsters.

In ancient times, fierce beasts are so terrible. Lin Feng has never seen such fierce beasts before.

It seems that this level of Xuan beast is too terrible!

The seventh black dragon roared and came to the poor and strange. Among the spirits of the lich, the light of the demon bloomed, which made the poor body tremble fiercely, as if the soul did not belong to itself.The huge pupil seems to be gradually falling into the enemy's hands. This strange light seems to make him submit completely. How can the ancient fierce beast surrender.

"Ouch!"

With a roar, poor Qi's anger is getting heavier and heavier. The damned human beings try to control him. Poor Qi, how can he not be angry.

A terrible light bloomed, and the wings of the poor were even expanded, extremely sharp, cutting off the head of Cang Long, and his body, crazy struggle, rushed to the front Lin Feng.

"Boom!" At last, Canglong could not bear the terrible power of poverty and was broken free by poverty. Lin Feng saw the fierce contraction of his pupils. This ancient fierce beast was too violent.

When the spirit of Wu is recovered, Lin Feng's body rises from the sky, and poverty and strangeness are crossing under him, and his wings are splitting the space.

If you can't deal with it, you can't deal with the spirit of the Lich. You can't deal with poor Qi. It's terrible.

"Poor, who made you angry?"

At this time, a sound came up, which made Lin Feng tremble. Just now, his mind was all gathered on poor Qi, and he didn't find anyone approaching.

Looking at the distance, I saw a white middle-aged step slowly step over, with a smile in the corner of his mouth, but this smile, but there is a bit of evil spirit.

Poor Qi sees this figure, arrogant head unexpectedly slightly low go down, immediately toward that white shirt middle-aged run.

Came to the white shirt middle-aged side, poor Qi around the white middle-aged body rotation, then the body crawling on the ground, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

"Poor, you've come out again."

The middle-aged man in white shirt smiles and shakes his head, and his poor head is lower.

Squatting down, middle-aged white shirt stroking poor hair, as if in touch with lovers, very gentle.

Lin Feng stood in the same place, frowning tightly, human beings, the depths of the monster mountain range, there are humans, and this human, seems to be the master of poverty.

It was so shocking that Lin Feng's eyes flickered. He couldn't see through the middle-aged white shirt with strange eyes and indifferent temperament. He would not know how the other party would appear in the depths of the demon beast mountains.

What's more, it seems that middle-aged people in white clothes are just like people in the monster mountain range.

"Poor, don't run around next time."

White middle-aged seems to be a little angry, said a, then raised his head to look at Lin Feng, mouth kiss a light smile, seems to be very easy to contact.

"Friends come from outside?" White middle-aged light asked a, Lin Feng nodded.

"Do you like my little poor?" The middle-aged white shirt said again: "friends come from afar. If you like other things in the mountains, I can make a decision to give it to you. But poor is my best friend, and he can't leave me."

"I was reckless. I didn't know that the monster Jinqi was your partner." Lin Feng slightly shook his head and said.

"It doesn't matter. If you don't mind, can you go to my place and I can show you the beautiful scenery of the mountains."

The middle-aged white shirt smiles and shakes his head. It seems that he doesn't mind at all. Lin Feng can't see through him.

Lin Feng, of course, doesn't know what kind of martial spirit the other side is and how strong his cultivation is. However, he must be very strong when he can conquer poverty.

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