perfect beast

Chapter 12 The First Beast Soul Devoured

The flames became brighter and brighter, even a little dazzling.

"puff!"

After a thick snort came, the little fairy stopped in her tracks.

Zhang Beichen clearly heard that this snort was definitely not human.

And with such a thick snort, it must be a huge beast.

"Roar……"

At this moment, a shattering beast roar came from the deepest part of the cave.

A beast's roar shook the entire mountain.There are falling rocks, which collapsed from the cave wall.

"Red-winged flying dragon?"

When Zhang Beichen heard the roar of the beast, his complexion suddenly became extraordinarily solemn.

The Red Wing Flying Jiao has surpassed the ninth-order savage beast and stepped into the realm of fierce beasts.The strength of a first-order ferocious beast is equivalent to that of a star spirit.

Spiritual beings transcended the category of warriors.

It is conceivable that Zhang Beichen is not moved by how powerful his strength is.

The little fairy pulled Zhang Beichen, and the two hid under a boulder.

It seems that the little fairy is quite familiar with this cave.

Zhang Beichen was startled by her calm demeanor, and asked, "You don't mean to hunt a first-order beast, do you?"

Little Fairy was easily restrained by him just now, her strength is far inferior to her.And facing such a powerful beast, he was like a newborn baby facing a grown man.

This kind of gap can destroy oneself tens of thousands of times in an instant.

Therefore, it is even more impossible for the little fairy to be the opponent of the red-winged flying dragon.

Nodding her head, the little fairy showed firmness in her eyes, and said: "I have been here ten years ago. I have already calculated that today is the deadline for this red-winged flying dragon. We just need to wait for it here, and its vitality will be restored." Slowly subside, its spiritual blood is within easy reach."

Now Zhang Beichen understood that it turned out that the little fairy took the risk alone because of the blood of the red-winged flying dragon.

However, after hearing her words, Zhang Beichen's heart settled down.

He thought to himself, this red-winged flying dragon is so powerful, after its life dies, if it devours its beast soul, wouldn't it be possible to greatly strengthen its own "Beast God Overlord Celestial Body"?

Thinking of this, Zhang Beichen became a little excited. He only hoped that this ferocious beast would not find him, otherwise, even if it was about to die, he and the little fairy might not be able to deal with it.

"Little thief, let's make an agreement. I want the blood of the red-winged flying dragon later. How about all the treasures in this cave?"

The little fairy blinked and stared at Zhang Beichen.

Zhang Beichen said with a faint smile, "Don't worry, we all get what we need."

Although Zhang Beichen knew that the spiritual blood of this first-order ferocious beast was worth a lot, it didn't mean much to him now.What he wanted was the soul of this ferocious beast.

"Okay, then it's settled."

When the little fairy heard Zhang Beichen's answer, she immediately showed a happy smile, and stretched out a little finger to Zhang Beichen.

Zhang Beichen also stretched out his little finger.

"Okay, once you pull the hook, you can't go back on your word."

When the little fairy was happy, her voice actually rose.

"Roar……"

Suddenly, the sensitive red-winged flying dragon roared.

Amidst the roar, the sky-shattering power, carrying a boulder, flew towards the entrance of the cave.

If the two of them hadn't been hiding under the boulder just now, they would have been smashed into meatloaf by now.

More than that.

Looking at the dying Red Winged Flying Jiao just now, his body trembled, two blood-red flesh wings smaller than his body flashed, soaring up, surrounded by scorching flames.

"No, run away."

After being discovered by the Red Wing Flying Jiao, Zhang Beichen let out a loud shout.

Hearing this, the little fairy knew that the traces of the two had been exposed, and in desperation, she could only run desperately towards the entrance of the cave.

However, Zhang Beichen had no intention of fleeing.

With a clang, he pulled out the iron sword in his hand, and stood straight in front of the red-winged flying dragon.

The red-winged dragon flies in the hollow, its body is like a dragon, like a small river, it is extremely huge.

Every time the red wings flapped, endless flames were carried, covering the sky and covering the earth, sweeping towards them.

Zhang Beichen stood in front of it, like a weak grasshopper.

The red-winged flying dragon was on the verge of death, and his mind was already blurred.It didn't stop, and it didn't care about the sword in Zhang Beichen's hand.Instead, with a roar, he flapped his blood wings, twisted his body, and bombarded Zhang Beichen.

Seeing this, the little fairy was horrified, and shouted: "Little thief, what do you want to do? Run quickly."

"The first form of the Bright Lantern Swordsmanship: Lifting the lantern to look at the sword."

Zhang Beichen stomped suddenly, crushing a rock, holding the sword in his hand, and shot towards the jaw of the red-winged dragon.

The little fairy never expected that Zhang Beichen would make such a desperate move.

Deep down, it was extremely shocking.

At this time, the Red Winged Flying Jiao was out of his mind and only knew how to attack fiercely. It was as if he had never seen Zhang Beichen's attack.

Zhang Beichen's sword was unbiased, and it pierced the red-winged flying dragon's jaw accurately.

The little fairy frowned, and thought to herself: "This, is it over?"

However, the sword in Zhang Beichen's hand was just an ordinary barbarian weapon, an ordinary iron sword.

When the sword tip pierced the red-winged flying dragon's jaw, there was only a crisp sound, and the iron sword snapped.

Zhang Beichen's pupils opened suddenly, and he yelled in his heart that it was not good.

He stretched out his hand to grab a beard of the Red Wing Flying Jiao, pulled it hard, and his whole body rolled onto the neck of the Red Wing Flying Jiao.

"Take the sword!"

The little fairy gave a loud cry, and threw the iron sword in her hand towards Zhang Beichen.

After receiving the sword thrown by the little fairy, Zhang Beichen grabbed the red-winged dragon's beard with one hand, and held the iron sword in the other, and stood firmly on the red-winged dragon's neck.

However, at this moment, the Red Winged Flying Jiao seemed to be insane, its body writhing wildly.

During the collision with the stone wall, sparks splashed, the rocks rolled down, the cave trembled, and it almost collapsed.

Zhang Beichen almost fell several times.

Opening his eyes suddenly, he released the power of ten bulls in his body again, through the powerful body of the beast god's fur, he thrust the sword in his hand towards the neck of the red-winged flying dragon, and thrust it down.

No matter how strong things are, there will always be his weaknesses.

After all, the Red Wing Flying Jiao belongs to the snake category.And the neck is its seven inches, its dead point.

Therefore, the sword in Zhang Beichen's hand was inserted deeply.

"Roar...roar...roar..."

The red-winged flying dragon twisted its body crazily and let out a beast cry.

This is the death throes.

And Zhang Beichen fell from the air amidst the churning of the red-winged flying dragon.

He hit the ground heavily, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.

The whole person fell into a short-term stupor, unable to move.

After twisting in the air for a while, the red-winged flying dragon gradually lost its breath of life, and its body fell down beside Zhang Beichen like an ancient tree.

"boom!"

Following the fall of the red-winged flying dragon, the entire cave suddenly became quiet.

When the dust settled, Zhang Beichen gritted his teeth in pain and slowly got up.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, he chanted a mantra.

In the cranial sea of ​​the red-winged flying dragon, a kind of illusory beast soul, like a cloud of smoke, was sucked into Zhang Beichen's cranial sea.

Seeing this, the little fairy stood there dumbfounded.

"This is... the Soul Devouring Curse, the blood of the beast god?"

Thinking of this, the little fairy's expression suddenly became extremely shocked.

Even though the Soul Eater Curse is only a king-level primary skill, it is only one level higher than the human-level skill.

However, warriors who can practice this method must have awakened the blood of the beast god.

It was for this reason that the little fairy's panting gradually became thicker.

Suddenly, her face changed, and she murmured: "No, he must not be allowed to grow up."

Zhang Beichen sat cross-legged on the ground, fused with the beast soul of the Red-winged Flying Jiao, unable to move at this moment.

The little fairy pulled out the iron sword from seven inches above the flying dragon with red wings, and walked slowly towards him.

(End of this chapter)