Chapter 122

(five more)

"This toxicity..."

Seeing that the ground was corroded with potholes, everyone couldn't help being shocked.

However, although the attack of the Stinger Golden Eagle failed, it also exposed the whereabouts of Yang Ming and his party.

The soul beasts in the Star Dou Great Forest have long suffered from human beings, and they have long hated humans who often use hunting and killing them as rewards for promotion.

As the saying goes, enemies are extremely jealous when they meet.

Immediately, dozens of soul beasts stopped abruptly, changed direction and rushed towards Yang Ming and his party.

A hundred-year-old mire silverback gorilla patted its chest vigorously, and suddenly spit out black mud from its mouth. The mud was extremely sticky.

Relying on her own ability to fly, Ma Junhong was carelessly splashed by a splash of mud. She didn't care at first, but as time went by, the splash of mud actually had a strange gravity and became heavier and heavier.

As soon as the fat man slowed down, he was immediately caught by the stinging golden eagle, and swooped in like a fighter jet, with an astonishingly fast speed.

Ma Junhong was startled, just now he saw with his own eyes, the poison of this thousand-year-old soul beast, the trunk of a big tree was corroded with a hole the size of a fist just a little bit to the side.

Once hit by the quills of this venomous golden eagle, not to mention death from poisoning, he would definitely lose arms and legs.

Ma Junhong immediately worked hard, and vigorously flapped the wings condensed by the flames behind her.

It's just that he was already fat, and the mud on his body was heavy at this moment, dragging down his body!

Ma Junhong's fat face broke out in cold sweat, and he couldn't help shouting to his friends around him:

"Help!"

Seeing that Ma Junhong was about to fall on the spot, Zhao Wou-ki could no longer sit idly by.

Possessed by Zhao Wuji's martial spirit, he stepped on the ground with his right foot, the ground was shocked, a crack opened, and a spirit beast that had just emerged from the ground was trampled to death.

At the same time, he slapped that obtrusive swamp silverback gorilla away with his bear-like palm like a cattail fan. The three-meter-tall gorilla, which was as big as a car, was actually No match for one round!

Ferocious mess.

Zhao Wuji raised his head ferociously, watching a swift sculpted figure passing by above his head, the corner of his mouth curled into a cold arc.

"court death!"

The fourth soul ring, location tracking!

A soul ring locks onto the golden eagle, and with this soul skill, Zhao Wou-ki can use his jumping power to shorten the distance within a range of 100 meters.

Kicking his legs to the ground, Zao Wou-ki suddenly disappeared in place.

When it reappeared, the eyes of the Stinger Golden Eagle showed a look of horror in a humane way, and a burly human like a bear approached him ferociously.

Instinct from living beings made it easy for the Stinger Golden Eagle to recognize that the human in front of him was no match for him!

Seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages is the instinct of animals. The venomous golden eagle immediately spread its wings, and at the same time it suddenly changed its direction, one by one feathers fell off, turning into arrows and blasting towards Zao Wou-ki. , Buy time for your own escape.

pity!

Relying on the poisonousness of this thousand-year-old poisonous thorn golden eagle, if it was another battle soul master, it might feel a little bit tricky, but if it was the turn of Zhao Wuji, who is known as Fudo Ming Wang, he would be a bit powerless!

The first soul skill, Fudo King Body!

Amidst the crisp sound of "Ding Ding Dang Dang", the highly poisonous feathers could not break through Zhao Wou-ki's defense at all, but only consumed his soul power rapidly.

The second soul skill, Vigorous Vajra Palm!

At the same time as the two consecutive soul rings were lit up, the muscles of Zhao Wuji's body were built up one by one, and the palms blooming with golden light fiercely pushed forward!

"Drink!"

Regardless of his poisonous thorn feathers, no matter what flying spirit beast he is, in the face of absolute power, all of them will be reduced to nothing!

In the dazzling golden light, there was only the sound of a heavy object falling, but the golden eagle with a venomous thorn, which was so arrogant just now, was completely bald, with its head stuck upside down in the mud, and died on the spot!

"Zhao!"

Ma Junhong watched Zao Wou-ki rushing over to save her, and had long forgotten how strict Zhao Wou-ki was to her.

Seeing that Ma Junhong was fine, Zhao Wuji rushed to another place immediately, trying to gather the students who were dispersed just now.

Originally, in Zhao Wuji's opinion, other people would more or less encounter Ma Junhong's predicament, but when he arrived at the scene, he couldn't help being surprised by the scene before him.

However, with Yang Ming, Dai Mubai, and Tang San, these three are the Iron Triangle, and each of them will do what they can.

Dai Mubai's white tiger's sharp claws are exceptionally sharp, and the white tiger's barriers protect him, he can carry and fight, he is an outstanding fighter.

Tang San's footsteps are haunted by ghosts, and his body skills are so ghostly that it's hard to find. Even Zhao Wuji felt a headache when he saw it, and couldn't figure out his whereabouts, let alone these spirit beasts blinded by hatred.

Tang San shuttled among the spirit beasts, often in the most inconspicuous places, at the most critical moment, he used the spirit blue silver grass, while restraining the spirit beasts, he also knew that now was not the time to hide his hand, and under his sleeves The hidden weapon spilled out like money.

"Swoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

The sharp black shadow pierces the air, aiming with frightening precision, there will always be a spirit beast on the spot.

And as the top of this iron triangle, Yang Ming's performance was even more amazing!

Because, Yang Ming bears the heaviest task of the entire team, and he alone has to bear the siege of ten thousand-year-old soul beasts!

"Roar!"

The thousand-year-old mountain giant ape pulled up a giant tree more than 20 meters long as a weapon. The heavy giant tree was waving vigorously in its hands. not open.

Seeing that Yang Ming was about to be hit by the giant tree, Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing, who were protected by Yang Ming's Iron Triangle, all let out exclamations.

Even Ning Rongrong didn't care about the little awkwardness with Yang Ming, and immediately summoned the Wuhun Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda.

Two consecutive yellow soul rings were lit up, and Ning Rongrong recited a spell:

"Seven treasures are turned out of colored glaze, one is called: strength, and the other is called: speed."

The first soul skill, strength increase!

The second soul skill, agility boost!

With Ning Rongrong's current level, Yang Ming's strength and agility can be increased by 20%.

Suddenly, Yang Ming felt his body lighten, and at the same time, a powerful force emerged from his body.

During the rotation of Sangouyu, Yang Ming's pupils were filled with a calm look, he didn't have time to thank Ning Rongrong, the whole person disappeared in the same place, turning into five sword qi!

boom!

Giant trees swept across, the wind was strong, and the fallen leaves on the ground rose against the wind.

Among the withered and fallen leaves falling all over the sky, five sharp sword qi criss-crossed between the sky and the earth. In the angry eyes of the Shiling giant ape, they directly pierced through its eyes and pierced out from the back of its head.

A blood-splashing arrow splashed out like a jet.

Among the fluttering white clothes, Yang Ming landed calmly.

Behind him, Xiong Kui's huge figure collapsed, splashing dust all over the place.

"Wonderful!"