my body has no limits

Chapter 673 Good Mount

Eighth-level monster!
I have never seen it.

If Yang Ding knew that there was an eighth-level monster approaching him, he would be very excited.

However, he is a bit depressed now that he has not seen the eighth-level monster.

The continuous killing of middle and low-level monsters made him a little numb.

No wonder people who have experienced battles become different from normal people. Killing really affects people's spirits.

Although Yang Ding is not good at the spiritual field, his intuition is very accurate.

This is the result of the high integration of his mind and body.

Since the day before yesterday, Yang Ding has felt a tyrannical aura trying to get into his body.

At first, Yang Ding thought it was a curse or some kind of monster's natural attack.

But after the breath became stronger and stronger, he finally discovered its source.

Not a curse, but scarier than a curse.

It wasn't the innate attack of a certain monster, but it was related to every monster that died under Yang Ding's hands.

This increasingly stronger aura is the evil spirit of heaven and earth formed by the resentment of the dead monsters and the constant killing.

So its name can be called blood evil spirit.

Ok?
Why is this name so familiar? Did Yang Ding encounter this aura before?

Probably maybe it should be possible.

Yang Ding doesn't remember anymore, so let's just treat him as the first time we met him.

The evil spirit of blood is very difficult to deal with. It not only corrodes the body, but also constantly tries to corrode Yang Ding's spirit.

It was born in the killing, and it continued to promote the expansion of the killing.

If a transcendent with a weak mind and a scattered mind is in this environment, his mind will soon be eroded by the evil spirit of blood, and he will be reduced to a machine that only knows how to kill.

Yang Ding was able to resist this kind of erosion, but this feeling still made him very uncomfortable.

It was as if he was soaked in blood all the time, and his breath smelled of blood.

"When is this kind of day, I'm about to throw up!"

"vomit……"

Yang Ding really retched, it wasn't because he wanted to vomit, it was just a mental reaction.

"God, let me find a higher-level monster!"

As long as there is no guidance from high-level monsters, it doesn't matter if Yang Ding gives up killing these low-level monsters.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
Ok?
"Did God hear my prayer?"

Yang Ding looked in surprise at the Fengleibao who was striding towards him in the distance.

Ten meters long and over [-] meters tall, there was a faint sound of wind and thunder as he ran.

All the mid-level and low-level monsters within 200 meters retreated. Even if they were stepped on by other monsters, they were unwilling to get close to the Thunder Leopard.

As an eighth-level monster, the Fenglei Leopard is considered a tiny one.

There is a saying in the world of monsters that body size and strength are directly proportional.

Although there are exceptions to everything.

However, among monsters, the strong ones may not be big, but the big ones must be very strong.

The size of the Fenglei Leopard is already a small eighth-level monster.

However, in Yang Ding's eyes, such a Fengleibao had just the right size.

He looked at the Fengleibao that stopped less than 20 meters in front of him, and asked very seriously, "Do you want to be my mount?"

Fengleibao didn't react for a while, and then he was furious: "Human superhuman, do you know what you are talking about?"

Yang Ding looked at it suspiciously, why does this leopard look like it can't use its head very well, as its own mount, it's not good if it has a bad brain, and it's easy to get lost.

"Of course I know, you think about it, being my mount has a lot of benefits, five insurances and one housing fund, uh, one housing fund cannot be implemented for the time being, but I will apply with the sect bureau as soon as possible.

You can also enjoy the presidential suite, the chef's craftsmanship of a five-star hotel, and you don't have to pay the bridge toll. "

"The most important point is to provide housing!"

"How is it? The treatment is good! You think about it, I won't hurt you."

After Yang Ding finished speaking, there was only one Fengleibao who had lost his mind and was about to explode.

"I ripped you off!"

Fengleibao stepped on Fenglei, jumped over a distance of 20 meters in the blink of an eye, and slapped Yang Ding's face with its claws the size of a millstone.

There are cyan whirlwinds and purple lightning lingering above.

Fengleibao was completely enraged by Yang Ding's words, and immediately came up with a unique move, Fenglei Claw.

The two attributes of wind and thunder are intertwined with each other, bursting out with the power to annihilate space.

But all these failed on Yang Ding.

Any extraordinary energy is meaningless under the halo of materialism.

Only the purest physical strength can cause damage to Yang Ding.

Obviously, this is not Fengleibao's strong point.

What it is best at is the two energy attacks of wind and thunder, and then speed.

Thanks to it being a leopard, and a leopard that is particularly good at speed.

Yang Ding didn't take it down for a while because the speed of the Wind Thunder Leopard was a bit beyond his expectation.

But this also made him look at it with even more surprised eyes.

"This is a natural mount!"

If Fengleibao heard it, I don't know if he would vomit blood.

Lao Tzu is born to be a mount because of his fast speed, whoever stipulated it.

Why don't you grab a golden-winged roc as a mount, it's faster.

If there is a chance to catch a golden-winged roc as a mount, Yang Ding will definitely not let it go.

However, he can't fly, so even if he can beat the Golden Winged Roc, he still can't catch it.

unless……

Yang Ding's eyes turned, and he thought of a good idea, and he must try it when he has a chance.

It's better to get rid of this leopard first.

Who are the people who use leopards as mounts?
Well, Shen Gongbao and the night elves...

It seems there is no more.

It seems that leopards are not people's favorite mounts.

That's not important, as long as Yang Ding likes it.

However, Yang Ding suddenly became a little dissatisfied with Fengleibao.

It's too thin, it would be better if it was stronger.

"Just wait until you catch it and let it eat a few more meals!"

Yang Ding felt that he would be the best master in the world, and he was ready to make delicious food for the mount.

Hey, I'm still too kind.

Fengleibao looked back at the human Transcendent who was chasing after him, and found a look of emotion on his face.

Is there something wrong with this human being, he can't even touch his own tail, there is nothing to be emotional about.

Soon, it knew that it was still thinking too little after all.

Yang Ding, who came back to his senses, accelerated instantly and ran to a position parallel to it.

But he didn't do anything, but said to Fengleibao: "You can't outrun me, surrender obediently, I promise you will eat and drink well, and become a stronger and more powerful leopard."

"Meow..."

"Human, you are dreaming!"

Fengleibao's roar was not domineering in Yang Ding's ears, which was also a deduction item.

How can my mount be so cute when it roars, it hurts my reputation.

But it's okay to be a pet, such a cute cry is just right.

After catching the Fenglei Leopard, is it a pet or a mount?
Yang Ding fell into thinking again.

Fengleibao: You shameless, perverted demon, even if I jump from a crack in space and you beat me to death, I won't be captured alive!

Yang Ding: ...

Don't be like that, you said that reminded me of a good friend on Blue Star.

Let's make this bowl of fried rice!
(End of this chapter)