Peak Ancestor

At the same time, Purple Winged Blood Thunder Tiger kept whimpering.

It stuck out its scarlet tongue and licked Qin Fan's cheek continuously, looking extremely excited.

Qin Fan saw the Purple Wing Blood Thunder Tiger like this, even though he was pushing and shoving with his hands.

However, Qin Fan was extremely happy in his heart.

After all, in Qin Fan's heart.

It doesn't matter whether the Purple Winged Blood Thunder Tiger is strong or weak in the future, as long as it is safe and sound.

This is Qin Fan's greatest comfort and satisfaction.

Suddenly, Qin Fan was startled and said: "Hey, Ziyi, you have actually broken through to the seventh-level and third-level monster cultivation base, and you are still at the peak of the seventh-level and third-level realm, this..."

Qin Fan woke up from the excitement, and released a ray of spiritual power to sense the situation of Ziyi Xueleihu at this time.

After all, a few days ago, Purple Winged Blood Thunder Tiger was only at level five and first level.

In just a few days, he broke through two great realms.

Moreover, it is still a monster. If it is said, no one will believe it.

However, Qin Fan was a little surprised and uncomfortable with the Purple Winged Blood Thunder Tiger, which is a magical beast, breaking through repeatedly within a few days.

woohoo woo...  

The monster Purple Winged Blood Thunder Tiger shook its tail when it heard what Qin Fan said, its cheeks were full of excitement.

hehehe...

Immediately, the purple-winged blood thunder tiger stretched out its tiger head and kept arching Qin Fan's chest, causing Qin Fan to burst out laughing.

Suddenly, Qin Fan murmured: "Well, this... the origin qi in my body is slowly decreasing, what's going on,"

After all, just leaning on the Purple Winged Blood Thunder Tiger in front of him at this moment, Qin Fan faintly felt that the source energy in his body was not being controlled by his body, and it was constantly pouring into the Purple Winged Blood Thunder Tiger's body.

Although this feeling is strange to say, it really exists.

"Well, I didn't expect that the purple-winged blood thunder tiger of the monster would actually successfully refine the spiritual imprint of the alien monster. It's really a surprise."

At this time, the emperor's voice sounded in Qin Fan's mind, interrupting Qin Fan's thinking.

Hearing this, Qin Fan nodded, and then said out loud, "That's right, teacher, it's really a blessing, but..."

Qin Fan didn't finish his sentence, only heard the emperor said with a smile: "Hehe, Fan'er, do you feel that the source energy in your body is constantly decreasing?"

Immediately, Qin Fan responded: "Teacher, Fan'er thought it was his own illusion,"

"However, sir, how can you be so clear?"

Qin Fan's cheeks were also full of doubts, and even the eyes staring at Ziyi Xueleihu looked a little weird.

Immediately afterwards, the emperor explained: "Fan'er, this Purple Winged Blood Thunder Tiger may have undergone a third mutation, and its body already has the innate martial skill 'swallowing' skill of that extraterritorial monster."

"Furthermore, this is also the biggest gain of the Purple Winged Blood Thunder Tiger's refinement of the spiritual imprint of the alien monster,"

After all, the Purple Winged Blood Thunder Tiger has the talent of devouring, plus its own dual attributes of blood and thunder.

The Warcraft Purple Winged Blood Thunder Tiger can definitely be regarded as the most talented generation in the Warcraft family at this moment.

Moreover, compared to those emperor-level monsters of the Warcraft family, I am afraid that they are not much worse.

"hiss,"

When Qin Fan heard what the old man said, he couldn't help but gasped.

Because the Purple Winged Blood Thunder Tiger possessed the innate skill of devouring, he might not be weaker than Qin Fan in terms of realm breakthrough in the future.

While Qin Fan was slightly envious, he was also sincerely happy for the Purple Winged Blood Thunder Tiger in front of him.

At this time, the emperor said aloud: "Fan'er, the Purple Winged Blood Thunder Tiger's ability to pass this barrier proves that it is really not easy. You have to treat it well."

"Maybe, Fan'er, you can still get a chance from this Purple Winged Blood Thunder Tiger in the future,"

Di Lao's words were also full of strong surprises.

Hearing this, Qin Fan touched the head of Ziyi Xueleihu.

Qin Fan then said with a smile on his face, "Hehe, Zi Yi, I, Qin Fan, will not let you down, don't worry."

And that Warcraft Purple Winged Blood Thunder Tiger also understood, there was a trace of sparkle in the eyes.

Time flies, the night ends and the sun rises.

The warm morning light flooded the secret realm of Tianling Lake, shining on the faces of Purple Winged Blood Thunder Tiger and Qin Fan.

Qin Fan got up and stood still at this moment, straightened his slightly messy black clothes, and lightly patted the tiger's body of the Purple Winged Blood Thunder Tiger.

Immediately, Qin Fan said to him, "Ziyi, today is the day when the Heavenly Spirit Pool Secret Realm is officially closed, let's go back too."

"Otherwise, maybe we will stay here for a hundred years..."

ho ho ho ho...

The monster Purple Winged Blood Thunder Tiger roared a few times, spread its blood red wings, and lay down on the ground.

At this time, Qin Fan also understood, and directly perched on top of him, sitting cross-legged on his back.

call out.

Immediately afterwards, it seemed to be a bloody thunder.

The Warcraft Purple Winged Blood Thunder Tiger was carrying Qin Fan and galloped towards the periphery of the place where the sources of thunder were concentrated.

Its speed is not known how many times faster than before.

Roar, ah.

At this time, it seemed to be the miserable howl of the monster when it was injured, and the sound was extremely shrill.

Unexpectedly, it would be Mo Feng who was hit by someone's palm until he vomited blood and flew back backwards.

At this time, he looked extremely embarrassed.

"Yang Wei, you fucking remember, today, as long as I, Mo Feng, don't die, I will definitely kill you under the Tianyuan Sword in the Sword Saint Sect in the future, and the blue sky will be stained with blood,"

Mo Feng struggled to get up from the ground, continuously yelling and cursing.

His loud shout resounded through the entire hill, making the few people standing in the sky frown again and again.

Hearing the sound, black lines appeared on their faces, and then ferocious killing intent appeared.

This place is exactly a half-slope hilly land.

Moreover, the hills and ravines are vertical and horizontal, and some deep pits of small size appear from time to time.

There are still traces of blood in the deep pit, and the blood is bright red, and it has not dried up.

This is obviously the trace left by the war just now.

At this time, on the high place of this hill, there were five people and two monsters standing there. Those five people had their arms crossed, and their eyes were full of provocation and arrogance.

However, Mo Feng's face was full of ferocity in the potholes of the hills.

His teeth clenched the corners of his lips, and he didn't care about the blood that flowed out, completely in a state of desperately fighting for his life.

However, at this time, Mo Feng's aura of warriors has reached the level of the peak of the third level of Lianzun.

Obviously, Mo Feng seized the opportunity to make a big breakthrough without wasting time during the days when the secret place of Lingchi changed.

"Hmph, you lunatic, I let you go in the secret realm of Tianlingchi two months ago, and you are so ignorant that you came here to seek death,"

Suddenly, a cold snort came from the mouth of the five people in the air, who was dressed in a black warrior outfit and had a cold expression on his face.

"Mo Feng, you fucking really think I, Yang Wei, won't dare to kill you,"

This is the Sword Saint Yang Wei whom Mo Feng angrily reprimanded just now,