At the beginning, I traveled through the wilderness, and I controlled the beasts to survive...

Chapter 232 Feline’s mount

Saying goodbye to Niya, Han Ning and the soul beasts decisively embarked on the road to the misty valley.

According to analysis of what Akatos said, the rift in the abyss spans thousands of kilometers and has multiple entrances

, the entrance it knows and the direction of the misty valley overlap to a certain extent.

One is located to the east of the Insect Continent, and the other is to the southeast.

During this trip, Han Ning planned to take a trip to the Misty Valley first, and then change his route to the Resentment Abyss to enter the interior.

Thousands of kilometers passed by in a blink of an eye.

In the misty sky, two glowing dragon shadows flashed across.

On the calm surface of Biyou Lake, two splashes of water suddenly splashed.

Since they had been here once, Han Ning was relatively familiar with the road ahead. They had no intention of getting entangled with some miscellaneous fish soul beasts in the deep valley. They hid their bodies all the way through the quiet valley bottom, and soon, in the pitch-black environment , a black tower top emitting a faint light came into view.

Unlike last time, Han Ning felt confident when he came to the Black Spire this time.

"Yeah, that's it? You can keep it for me first and see if it has any effect when the time comes. The other Shadow Reapers will also be handed over to you."

The cyan light shrank suddenly, leaving deep wounds on the Shadow Reaper's body.

Soon it was all over the place.

Han Ning looked at Xingmeng Wuqi, who was completely in the form of a skeleton with only two points of black hellfire burning in the eye sockets, and was very surprised.

If there was a serious battle, he believed that Omelet could defeat his opponent. Unfortunately, he gave Omelet an order not to destroy the black spire, which made the little guy dance like he was wearing shackles and it was difficult to do it.

The big fat silkworm swooped out, lay on the head-sized blood mass, and called Han Ning softly.

"Awesome... Although the giant dragon is strong in frontal combat, to deal with these sneaky guys, the dragon still has to take action." Han Ning couldn't help but sigh.

"啷~"

Under Omelette's precise control of the earth element, the walls of the spire only trembled slightly, and the shadow reapers that had not yet rushed forward were like flies falling into glue, being crushed to death by the terrifying weight. He was pressed to the ground, unable to move at all.

In the telepathy, there was a rapidly flashing gray figure approaching rapidly.

An invisible gravity wave centered on it and spread to all sides, like a mountain, suddenly covering the entire spire.

The Xingmeng Wuqi in the device completely reveals its figure.

Otherwise, once the flare goes down, several kilometers around will be reduced to ruins.

Weird spiritual energy fluctuations in the air emerged from all directions.

Qing Yao raised his head, ignored the egg cake, and threw the Shadow Reaper leader in front of Han Ning.

Xingmeng Wuqi tilted his head and looked down at Feilin with his penetrating "eyes".

Looking at the introduction on the panel, Han Ning had a clear idea.

Without the liquid anesthesia, Xingmeng Wuqi seemed to be gradually waking up from his deep sleep.

At this moment, a harsh and penetrating scream came from deep in the minaret.

The figure of the Shadow Reaper emerged, and was then crushed to pieces by the surging dragon power.

The Shadow Reaper suddenly fell into a coma and stopped struggling.

The Shadow Reaper was in a coma, completely unable to resist, and allowed the big fat silkworm to suck blood crazily inside its body.

Zizzi~

The Shadow Reaper's pale and smooth skin is wrapped with circles of slender cyan light, and the fine green light keeps wandering around, tightly confining its body.

"Easy!"

Considering what precious treasures there would be in the black spire, Han Ning did not let Egg Pan use a devastating soul skill.

About 2 minutes later.

The black mist spread silently from between Feilin's biological armors, surrounding the two, forming a six-pointed star pattern.

As I got closer, I realized that the transparent shield in front of me was not made of glass-like material, but a biofilm like fish bubbles.

Looking at the minaret standing in the darkness, Han Ning stood behind Omelette and waved gently: "Let's go and try to capture all the Shadow Reapers in the minaret."

Not only was his body suppressed, but even if he wanted to use his soul skills, he was blocked by the heavy earth element, making it impossible to gather spiritual energy.

Ineffective against creatures without mental fluctuations.

As long as it shakes its body violently, the beating green light will rush around its body like lightning, making its weird concealment method completely ineffective.

Whether to spend 3000 energy points to unlock the evolutionary branch of Xingmeng Wuqi.

Omelet understood, raised his paw, and gently tore off the transparent film.

Even the slight airflow caused by walking will cause small ripples on the surface of the film.

"If there is a chance, I will ask Egg Pancake to ask Qing Yao to learn some simple dragon sealing techniques, so that I can have ways to deal with such erratic enemies in the future."

Looking at these fearless creatures, a trace of earth-yellow light flashed in Egg Pan's dragon eyes, and the earth element halo around his neck shone slightly.

Han Ning thought of the little guy's name "Xingmeng" and felt like he was in a silent night.

Han Ning quickly came back to his senses, with a smile on his face and praised:

"Well done, Elder Qingyao!"

Han Ning observed for a while, then touched the light green liquid remaining in the device next door, and immediately felt dizzy.

"grumble!"

"grumble!"

Feilin, who was beside her, looked at the sleeping Wuqi with fascination, as if appreciating a flawless work of art.

Call ~

The air rippled.

Maybe Qing Yao is considered a beauty among the Dragon Clan. This guy, Egg Pancake, is particularly enthusiastic about Qing Yao, even more enthusiastic than his elder sister Yin Yi.

"Migu~"

Hua Hua Hua~

A large amount of light green anesthetic liquid poured outward from the crack.

Although it was only an infant soul beast, its standing height was already close to 2.5 meters. In front of Han Ning, it was not much different from an elephant.

There were strange fluctuations in the belly of the egg cake.

boom!

The old stone door covered with demonic reliefs was suddenly smashed by a red figure that looked like a cannonball, making a loud noise in the calm night.

The originally plump Shadow Reaper's body deflated like a deflated balloon.

"Yeeee..."

"Okay, let me try to see if I can purify the blood from its body."

"Eh?"

"...a soul beast with C+ qualifications... has higher qualifications than Feilin herself."

Omelet's eyes flashed, he raised the dragon claw with billowing waves, and tore it hard in one direction!

boom!

A powerful sonic boom sounded.

"Roar!!"

He took a few steps back and winked at the egg cake.

Feilin, who was only 1.9 meters tall, stood quietly in front of Xingmeng Wuqi, staring at it with expectant eyes and muttering something in her mouth.

He patted Yinyi and Feilin on the back, ordered some egg cakes, and came to the device.

"Let's go there."

"As quiet as death..."

Gender: male

Qualification: C+

Level: Entry III

Talent: Strong Thought

"Hey!" Qing Yao nodded.

The air waves were as if they were real, sending the petite Shadow Reaper flying backwards and disappearing into the air again.

Hearing the strange cry, Feilin, who was guarding Han Ning, began to tremble slightly.

Qiang~

Psychic sparks fly.

"Roar!"

"Jie~hu~"

A little green light appeared.

[Spiritual Birdcage]: The secret technique of the beast master's mental power, using mental power to weave a birdcage to trap the enemy, covering a certain area around the body. Any enemy creature that touches the mental thread on the edge of the birdcage will be formed by our mental power. The threads entangle the spiritual world, causing temporary dizziness in the brain and impeding movement.

This loud impact instantly attracted the guards who were resting here.

"grumble!"

"Jie!!"

In the past, Egg Pancake's enemies attacked openly from the front, and most of them were flesh and blood creatures. It had little experience in dealing with such fast and uncertain enemies.

In an instant, rustling and the intensive sound of footsteps on the ground came from all directions.

A few steps behind, Han Ning, who was standing next to Qing Yao, suddenly felt a sound wave visible to the naked eye coming toward their location.

The green dragon's beard wrapped around the Shadow Reaper and slowly pulled it back.

The pitch-black blade only cut through the air waves on the surface, leaving shallow white marks on the dragon's scales.

The next second, a sharp whistle came from the void.

Egg Pancake also had a smile on her face and chirped at Qing Yao.

"Gummi~"

"You mean... leave it to me?" Han Ning felt the emotion in its words.

"Eh?"

Swish!

The dragon's beard glowed with green light, suddenly expanded to hundreds of meters in length, and plunged into the void.

"With entry-level strength, it shouldn't be a problem to release it."

A light cry rang out in the quiet hall.

Without using any destructive soul skills, Egg Pancake felt a little helpless against the guy jumping around for a while.

Each one was ugly in appearance, with sharp fangs in its mouth, and its limbs were like sharp blades. The silhouettes were vague and illusive, and like a tide, they rushed towards the egg cake flying into the hall.

at the same time.

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Race: Xingmeng Wuqi

A 2-meter-tall Shadow Reaper with a gray body, sharp fangs in his mouth, six scarlet evil eyes on his face, and dark smoke rising from his limbs suddenly appeared, raised his forelimbs with billowing black smoke, and faced the egg cake. The back of the head was stabbed silently.

"Jeep!"

Not only did Omelette just break through to the lord level, but Qing Yao, the dragon at the peak of lordship, could basically walk sideways as long as the monarch didn't come out.

Just as Han Ning was thinking about how to catch this uncertain monster, Qing Yao on the side had no idea what he was planning.

"咴~"

The pair of dark purple almost black fire began to beat continuously.

However, the egg pancake has a rough skin and thick flesh, and the Shadow Reaper has been unable to effectively break through its defense.

The Shadow Reaper silently shuttled through the hall of the spire, always appearing next to Omelette at an unexpected angle, launching a fatal attack on it.

After hearing this, Omelette roared excitedly, used the transformation technique to shrink her body again, shrinking to the size of the entrance to the spire, and shot towards the door.

Han Ning stretched out his hand, and the Vientiane Spiritual Silkworm flew out of his hand and shot into the Shadow Reaper's wound.

"The secret technique of spiritual power, yes... what the soul beast cannot do, the beast master can do for them. The beast master and the soul beast are partners who help each other in battle."

"This liquid...has a strong anesthetic effect."

An identical Shadow Reaper appeared, drawing a slender black light.

Control elements: thoughts, darkness

Introduction: The devil's mount spreads silent death to the earth.

"Be good, don't be afraid."

Unexpectedly, as soon as this idea came up, a line of small light blue characters suddenly appeared in front of my eyes:

[Do you want to spend 15000 energy to unlock the secret technique of spiritual power - the spiritual birdcage? 】

However... the minimum requirement is level three, and he's not qualified yet!

<divclass="contentadv">"Let’s wait until the third level."

The blood energy contained in a lord-level soul beast is so precious to a warrior-level all-powerful spirit silkworm.

It wasn't until the second time that the egg pancake was hit with more force that the film tore open and a big hole opened.

Qing Yao raised his paw and pointed it slightly toward the opponent's head.

The gravity field has no effect on it at all.

"What is this?" Han Ning was surprised and focused on the small characters.

shhhhhhhh!

There are lord-level purified blood, but Han Ning doesn't look down on lower-level blood.

One "man" and one horse watched silently.

During this moment of trance, reality had only passed for two or three seconds.

Swish swish!

In the blink of an eye, shadow reapers continued to appear behind Omelet, behind his head, and in all directions, and the hissing black light blades weaved into a death net.

At the same Lord level, although this Shadow Reaper is difficult to cause effective damage to Egg Pancake, its speed is much faster than Egg Pancake, and it is still very annoying to keep scraping.

】

"啷~"

"Easy!" Feilin nodded without thinking.

Han Ning turned his attention to the two devices containing special liquids and two special soul beasts on one side of the hall.

The device in front of him is four meters high, and a skeleton war horse with black bones is soaked in it.

There are still bits and pieces of residual liquid remaining on the black frame.

A surging and strange spiritual energy fluctuation completely ignored the weight of the egg cake, and suddenly came to the egg cake's back as if teleporting.

Unexpectedly, the seemingly thin film was not torn when I hit the egg cake for the first time. No wonder it could seal these precious young soul beasts.

This call was like a nightingale standing on a branch in the middle of the night. It was melodious and melodious, but it also had the nasal sound of an equine creature.

Minimum learning requirements: Level 3 mental power.

It won't take a while.

The Vientiane Spiritual Silkworm happily swallowed the blood ball into its stomach and rushed toward the surrounding corpses, like a pervert rushing into a group of beauties.

"I didn't expect that the Egg Pancake Lord would be defeated in the first battle." Han Ning secretly laughed in his heart.

And above its head, there was a lavender blood mass suspended.

Clang clang!

The sharp long limbs cut into the dragon power around the egg cake, bursting out with dazzling spiritual light.

"Feline, do you want it?"

Qing Yao's jade-like dragon eyes stared at the empty void, and suddenly shook the dragon whiskers on his chin.

"Huh... Fortunately, we didn't come in rashly. A lord-level Shadow Reaper, with such a speed of movement like a flash, with our original strength, we probably died without knowing how."

Omelette didn't even turn her head, but a scarlet wave of air that looked like blood suddenly rose from her head.

Xingmeng Wuqi struggled to stand up.

After a long time, Xingmeng Wuqi suddenly chirped, bent its limbs, and lay down in front of Feilin.

"Hey~"

Seeing this scene, Feilin showed a happy smile on her face.