Beast Taming Begins with Monster Hunting

The Ten Thousand Soul Banner is an evil spiritual weapon. Gong Ping killed countless monks and finally selected tens of thousands of souls with excellent quality.

"Thousands of ghosts are raging into the sky!"

The black ghost screamed towards the barrier and disappeared like a moth to a flame, causing the barrier to tremble continuously.

Tens of thousands of ghosts are as oppressive as black clouds. These ghosts are left with only instincts and want to devour all living creatures.

Ling Yin's long curly eyelashes trembled slightly, and her beautiful eyes looking at the sky were filled with chill.

Suddenly, as if she felt something, she smiled and waved her hand gently. The ghostly figure disappeared, and the barrier in the sky also disappeared.

The souls of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner were not recovered, and all disappeared on the barrier. Feeling the disappearance of the barrier, Gong Ping was delighted and put the nearly scrapped Ten Thousand Souls Banner into the storage space.

After the barrier disappeared, Gong Ping looked down.

In an ordinary courtyard, the saplings that had just been planted were gently fluttering. Other than that, there was nothing special about it.

Gong Ping glanced around carefully and did not find the treasure he imagined.

"Everyone, search for me!"

At the command, the white-faced people rushed towards Ling Tian's courtyard. At this time, a terrifying pressure suddenly spread, making all these people freeze in place.

An extremely handsome man, who looked like a god descending from the world, walked out slowly, with flowing white clothes and black hair, and a faint flow of luster on his skin.

"Since you're here, then... let's all stay." Ling Tian looked at the hundreds of monks in front of him and the sea of ​​insects in the sky, and said as cold as an ice cellar.

"Half-step spiritual realm? No, absolutely impossible. The power of the half-step spiritual realm cannot be so terrifying." Gong Ping's expression was solemn, and he felt a fatal threat from this man.

"No, you are Ling Tian!" His pupils shrank suddenly. He had seen this guy in the Forest of Monsters at that time. Ling Tian at that time did not have the special temperament he has now.

At this time, Gong Ping felt as if he was facing a restrained god. He could feel that there was a surge of power in Ling Tian's body that even he could not compare with.

Ling Tian scanned the surrounding scene indifferently, but there was no mountain of corpses and sea of ​​corpses as he imagined. It seemed that all the clansmen had gone to the back mountain.

Gong Ping still had flesh wings on his back. Ling Tian raised his eyes slightly and used appraisal on him.

[Name]: Orang Soul

[Quality]: Spirit-level mid-grade

[Realm]: Spirit Level 5

[Evolutionary Direction]: Insufficient permissions

[Evaluation]: The parasite can merge with the beast master to burst out with terrifying power.

"Fifth level spiritual level..."

Ling Tian squeezed his hand and said with a smile: "I don't know how strong I am anymore."

He gently shook his hand and slammed it to the ground. In an instant, a huge crack suddenly opened in the ground, sending hundreds of white-faced people flying.

Seeing this scene, Gong Ping was stunned. This blow was only released by the power of his body. Is this person a monster?

It was unimaginable that the thin figure in front of him could possess such brute strength.

As if Ling Tian had come to his senses, he turned around suddenly and found that his home had also been shattered.

He gritted his teeth and said, "You are in big trouble!"

Gong Ping felt that the hair on his body stood up. This was a sign of danger. He quickly flew upwards. Even if Ling Tian was a peak cultivator in the Spirit Gathering Realm, it was impossible for him to fly.

His face looked a little ugly. He didn't expect to meet such a perverted guy here.

Judging from that blow, Gong Ping felt that Ling Tian's true cultivation level was only half a step into the spiritual realm. It seemed that his strength must have exceeded him by so much that he could not accurately feel it.

There was no need to get entangled with such a pervert. Gong Ping planned to leave this place and go directly to the Gu God's sacrifice ceremony and let the Gu God take care of this guy.

Being able to possess such strength at such a young age, Gong Ping's eyes flashed with a clear intention that he could not let this guy continue to grow.

Ling Tian looked at Gong Ping in the sky. Instead of summoning Sakura, he rolled his knees slightly, and then jumped up like a cannonball.

The ground collapsed again, and Ling Tian jumped directly into the sky dozens of meters high, but he was still a little far away from Gong Ping. He calmly took out his hook from the storage space and headed towards Gongping shot away.

The hook claws suddenly grabbed the flesh wing behind Gong Ping, which made Gong Ping startled. When he turned around, he found Ling Tian flying quickly, and he almost fell from the fright.

"Death!" Gong Ping felt cruel and grabbed Ling Tian with one claw. He just thought it was too troublesome, but he didn't expect that this kid would pursue him so hard.

I saw the sharp claws suddenly grabbing Ling Tian's arm, making a metallic collision sound. Gong Ping felt the pain coming from his fingertips. He looked over angrily, only to find that Ling Tian's arm was on the other side. Just a few white scratches.

"How is that possible!" He was shocked. Even a monk at the ninth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm could not resist this blow without any injuries. You must know that his claws contain the ruins of the ape soul. Qi!

Ling Tian grabbed Gong Ping's flesh wings and had a certain understanding of his own strength.

After practicing "Body Casting", his physical body continued to break down and be reborn. Unknowingly, he had been tempered 81 times.

Although his physical body could be burst at any time, Ling Tian wanted to challenge his limits.

Since it is called Hundred Forging, how can it live up to the name of this technique if it is not tempered a hundred times?

But it seems... it is still very easy to beat this fifth-level old guy.

Ling Tian took out the Burning Flame Hammer, separated his body from Gong Ping's flesh wings, and smashed it down hard.

Boom! !

Gong Ping fell down quickly like a meteorite, his whole body was wrapped in flames, and he fell heavily on the ground.

The ground raised dust, and Ling Tian's body also fell down. At this time, scarlet tentacles stretched out from the smoke and dust.

"Great God of Greed, your people have provided you with the best tribute. Please give me the power to destroy everything, let this stupid and dirty world get your evolution, and let all the neglectful people become your people."

On the tentacles, faces appeared one after another, and they kept chanting such a sentence. Ling Tian adjusted his body shape, held the Burning Flame Hammer tightly with both hands, and the whole person turned into a fireball and flew towards the area where the tentacles were coiled.

But... isn't this an oriental fantasy? Why is there a sense of déjà vu of a Western summoning ritual?

At the front of the hammer, a huge fire tornado appeared, sucking in the smoke and dust, revealing the monster below.

This was a giant with tumors and human faces, dripping pus continuously, making Ling Tian frown slightly and feel very disgusted.

He did not wait for Gong Ping to continue casting the spell, but directly used the second move - Wind Sweeping the Remnant Clouds!

The blazing flames enveloped the monster below, and even the clouds in the sky were sucked in.