Immortal Mansion Royal Beast

"Golden elixir monk!? No, this is a trap. Let's go separately."

The sudden appearance of Huo Bai clearly exceeded the expectations of the people who came to besiege Fang Qingyuan. According to the information they learned, Fang Qingyuan only had one physical guard in the middle stage of foundation building. Who would have thought that there was a golden guard hidden behind him? Brother Dan.

The leader, an old man in the late stage of foundation building, shouted immediately after seeing Huo Bai, then stopped his forward momentum, turned around and quickly flew back.

When the other seven or eight monks saw this, they were also frightened. With the souls of the dead so strong, they couldn't care about anything else and just wanted to fly far away.

As for joining forces to deal with the golden elixir in front of them, this idea has never arisen in their minds.

Because of the theory of elixir, a golden elixir monk beating a foundation-building monk is like a strong man beating a primary school student with a machete. In this case, a dozen foundation-building monks are no match for one golden elixir monk.

What's more, Huo Bai is not an ordinary character in Jindan.

Seeing everyone scattering and running away, Huo Bai's tiger-catching magical power that he had just released immediately came into effect. After hearing a tiger's roar that resounded deep in his mind, the monks two or three miles away suddenly shook their bodies and fell to the ground with a crackle. The next few fell into the black mist swamp below, not knowing whether to live or die.

These few people are not strong enough to withstand Huo Bai's sound-killing move and his magical power that shocks the soul. However, there are four or five mid-to-late-level foundation-building monks with advanced skills, who are shaking their bodies and controlling various life-saving techniques. trump card and continue to escape.

When Huo Bai saw this scene, he frowned slightly. These foundation-building monks did not pose a threat to him, but they wanted to escape. He had no way to catch them all.

So Huo Bai stared at one of the most advanced foundation-building monks, and quickly chased after him in a flash.

The flying speed of the Golden elixir monk is naturally very fast. The monk in the late stage of foundation building only ran less than ten miles before being caught up by Huo Bai.

This man sensed that Huo Bai was chasing him, and a fierce look flashed on his face. He clasped a golden talisman and spoke quickly to Huo Bai:

"Senior, this is a misunderstanding. Please listen to what I have to say."

Huo Bai ignored this person's remarks and stretched out his hand to use the same move: 'Capture the tiger and confine the air! '

As the white tiger's shadow flashed past, the tiger's roar that shocked the soul resounded in this person's mind again, and this time it was only directed at him alone, and its power was three to four times more powerful than before.

In an instant, this person was bleeding from all his orifices and his soul was dizzy. However, this person was able to practice all the way to the late stage of foundation building and was a person of great perseverance. In this case, he still relied on his instinct to draw the talisman in his hand.

A golden branch magic weapon flashed out from the sky, and Fang Qingyuan could feel the pressure of this thing from more than ten miles away.

"Fu Bao?"

Fang Qingyuan exclaimed, the person in front of him must be an important figure in the Lingmu Alliance, at least the direct relative of a certain Jindan monk, otherwise the Jindan monk would not consume his own essence to make such a talisman to save this person's life .

But facing this talisman, Huo Bai's face remained calm. In front of him, even the golden elixir monk who made this talisman couldn't please him, let alone a talisman driven by a foundation-building monk?

'The white tiger eats the soul! '

The shadow of the white tiger behind Huo Bai swelled up to a size of more than ten feet in an instant. Then he opened his mouth wide and swallowed the golden branch-like talisman in one gulp.

After a few breaths, Huo Bai's face turned red, but then there was no further reaction. He looked at the groggy Foundation Establishment monk in front of him, pointed out with one hand, blocked this person's five senses, and brought him to Fang Qingyuan. Fang Qingyuan threw it in front of him, then turned around and chased the next enemy.

A late-stage foundation-building monk with a talisman trump card was easily captured by Huo Bai. This unfolding made Fang Qingyuan and Situ Jingyu feel relaxed and happy.

He didn't know whether it was because Huo Bai was too strong, or whether the late-stage foundation-building monk in front of him was too useless. With just a few moves, he became Huo Bai's prisoner.

Seeing Huo Bai walking away, Fang Qingyuan felt a little worried. If the enemy diverted the tiger away from the mountain, wouldn't it be miserable for him and Situ Jingyu?

Thinking of this, Fang Qingyuan grabbed the throat of the foundation-building monk in front of him, and then gave Situ Jingyu a signal to go to the surrounding area to find all the foundation-building monks who were stunned by Huo Bai just now, and hold them together as hostages.

After a moment, Huo Bai turned around with a monk in the middle stage of foundation building slipping in his hand. He looked at the four unconscious monks in front of Fang Qingyuan, nodded, and then threw the one in his hand to him.

Seeing Huo Bai coming back, Fang Qingyuan was relieved. He didn't dare to neglect, released the silver treasure from the banner of the universe of beasts, and collected tens of thousands of poisonous bees.

After finishing all this, Fang Qingyuan piled the five foundation-building monks in front of him on Yin Bao's back, greeted Yin Bao, and they quickly left the place.

In a hidden mountain stream, Huo Bai sat cross-legged, eyes closed and silent.

This uncle of the Golden Pill Master has been in a low mood since he met Huo Hu in the Qi Fu League. Even though he had just dealt with a few foundation-building monks, his expression did not change.

Fang Qingyuan didn't want to get involved in the affairs between Huo Bai and Huo Hu. He was not in a hurry to return to the Beast Control Sect. At the moment, these foundation-building monks were not suitable to be brought back to the Beast Control Sect in Southern Xinjiang.

Now the Lingmu Alliance and the Southern Border Beast Control Sect have not declared war, and everything is competing in secret. It would be troublesome to bring these monks back to the Southern Border Beast Control Sect.

At least these few can't die in the Beast Royal Gate in Southern Border. The beautiful mountains and rivers are now a suitable burial place.

With Huo Bai sitting beside him, Fang Qingyuan became more courageous. After he asked Huo Bai to wake up one of the monks with the lowest cultivation level, he asked easily:

"Are you from the Lingmu Alliance?"

The foundation-building monk who woke up leisurely didn't look very young, but he was exceptionally strong-willed. He gritted his teeth and said nothing, obviously extremely loyal to the Lingmu Alliance.

Seeing this scene, Fang Qingyuan was not surprised. Young monks like this who grew up in the Lingmu League always have inexplicable feelings for the Lingmu League.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Fang Qingyuan ignored him and woke up the other three foundation-building monks, except for the last monk who was in the late stage of foundation-building.

After the four people woke up, they had different expressions. Some looked angry and wanted to eat Fang Qingyuan alive, while others looked ashen and felt that there was no hope of their survival.

Although these four people had their own thoughts, they either remained silent or cursed when asked by Qingyuan, and did not cooperate at all.

Hearing the yelling and cursing, Fang Qingyuan laughed, and then said something that frightened these people.

Just listen to Fang Qingyuan saying to Huo Bai with closed eyes next to him:

"These people are very tough-mouthed. We don't have much time, so we might as well just search for souls."

Huo Bai nodded, took the youngest Foundation Establishment monk before him, put his hand on his head, and in the next moment a huge suction force came out, pulling the man's soul desperately out of the body.

"what!!!"

Accompanied by a miserable scream that did not sound like a human voice, the soul of the foundation-building monk was finally pulled out of the body by Huo Bao. Huo Bao closed his eyes and performed his skills, and began to read various information from the soul.

However, just a few breaths later, the soul of the foundation-building monk shattered, and then turned into rich soul power and dissipated in this small world.

As for the young monk whose soul has been separated from his body and has been broken, although he can still breathe slightly, everyone present understands that this person is dead. There is only a body left here, and this body can only survive for a few days. That’s all.

Afterwards, without waiting for the other three people to react, Huo Bai stretched out his palm and touched the head of another foundation-building monk.