The Great Fierce Girl: All the beasts I have contracted are ancient ferocious beasts

"Hiss!"

The clothes were torn apart, revealing skin as white as gelatin.

"snort!"

Mei Hongyu snorted coldly, took out a sword in her hand, and slashed at the dragon.

"Qiang~"

A crisp voice sounded.

"Click~"

The sword struck the dragon's scales and was intercepted, making a harsh sound.

"Hmph~"

Mei Hongyu snorted coldly, used both arms to exert force, and a violent spiritual power hit the snake's head along the edge of the sword.

"Ouch~"

“Crack, click, click.”

As the sword slashed at the scales crazily, the dragon's scales fell off piece by piece, revealing the ferocious head of the silver python.

"Hahaha, die~"

When Mei Hongyu saw that Jiaolong's head had fallen off, a sneer appeared on her face and she suddenly raised the sword.

"Pfft"

Blood spurted out, and the dragon's head was immediately cut into two pieces.

On the other side, results also came out.

Ye Yan, whose palm was covered with dark lines, punched Yang Zheng.

Yang Zheng frowned, this punch was more powerful than the previous sword.

The long sword in his hand was cut horizontally and held in front of him.

"Bang"

A dull sound sounded, and the long sword was blown away. Yang Zheng's arms were numb and he almost lost his grip.

Yang Zheng's face became extremely solemn.

This was the second time he saw Ye Yan display his true fighting power, but it was even more terrifying than the last time.

"Ouch~"

Yang Zheng was just about to counterattack when a huge foot stepped down on him.

"Peng!"

Yang Zheng was stepped on by this foot, and his body was like a kite with broken strings, and he was thrown away.

"Pfft."

A blood arrow spurted out, and Yang Zheng's face instantly turned pale.

Ye Yan ignored him and rushed towards him again. In the blink of an eye, he came to him again.

"Pfft."

He punched Yang Zheng in the belly, and a majestic power poured into his body.

"Ah~"

Yang Zheng couldn't help but let out a scream, his body was hit by terrifying forces, and he kept sliding towards the back.

"Boom~"

Suddenly, there was a roar from behind, Yang Zheng's body fell heavily to the ground, and cracks spread on the ground.

"Boom!"

A huge crater was blasted on the ground, smoke and dust were flying everywhere, and gray fog filled the air, making it impossible to see anything.

After a while, the smoke gradually dissipated, revealing Yang Zheng's miserable appearance.

"Ahem!"

Yang Zheng coughed violently and spat out a mouthful of dirty blood mixed with visceral fragments, his expression looking extremely ugly.

At this moment, his whole body was covered in scars, his skin and flesh were charred, and some of his bones were shattered, which showed how cruel and powerful Ye Yan's punch was.

His cheeks were swollen, his eyes were white, and his lips were chapped.

He struggled a few times, trying to stand up, but couldn't.

He could only watch Ye Yan walking step by step, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

Just when Yang Zheng thought he was about to die, a pair of slender palms gently supported his shoulders.

"Are you okay?"

Listening to this familiar voice, Yang Zheng's heart seemed to be gently brushed by a warm current, warm and comfortable.

He slowly raised his head, and his sight caught a woman with a fluttering blue shirt and a fairy aura. Her face was so beautiful that it was like the rising sun, illuminating the gloom in his heart.

She came closer, leaned down slightly, and looked at Yang Zheng, as if she wanted to suck away the bitterness in his heart.

Yang Zheng looked at her and smiled bitterly:

"We seem to have lost."

His voice was full of helplessness and self-blame,

Mei Hongyu shook her head slightly: "No, we haven't yet."

Mei Hongyu opened her red lips lightly and muttered something.

Immediately, the magic circle under her feet suddenly lit up with bright light, like stars falling, filling the entire battlefield.

The light seemed to contain ancient and mysterious power, rising slowly and covering Yang Zheng's figure.

Yang Zheng's eyes widened with surprise and suspicion on his face:

"This, this is"

"Second resonance."

Mei Hongyu smiled slightly, her eyes shining with the light of wisdom:

"That's right"

As soon as she finished speaking, the light in the magic circle suddenly became more intense, as if there was an invisible force flowing quietly between the two of them.

Boom, boom, boom!

Immediately afterwards, a melodious bell sounded from the depths of the light, as if it had transcended the barriers of time and space and echoed throughout the entire world.

The sound of the bell is simple and solemn, with an indescribable rhythm.

It seems to be able to cleanse people's soul and make them forget the troubles of the world.

Under the guidance of the bell, the figures of Mei Hongyu and Yang Zheng began to merge slowly.

Their breath, spiritual power, and even lives began to penetrate and merge with each other at this moment.

The figures of the two people gradually became blurred in the light, as if they had merged into one body.

Their auras also became stronger and deeper.

The surrounding air seemed to become thicker due to their fusion, and a powerful pressure radiated from the two of them.

Make everything around you tremble.

At this moment, Mei Hongyu and Yang Zheng seemed to become the masters of this world.

Their power was unleashed on this battlefield, attracting everyone's attention.

Just as Mei Hongyu and Yang Zheng merged, Ye Yan's figure slowly emerged in the distance.

He stared at the two people in the magic circle with cold eyes, and a trace of doubt flashed across his face.

"What is this?"

Ye Yan was secretly surprised. He could feel that there was a powerful force contained in the magic circle, as if it could change the rules of heaven and earth.

He moved his body and rushed towards the magic circle, wanting to interrupt this strange ritual.

However, just as he was about to approach the magic circle, a powerful pressure suddenly descended and forced him back.

"What a strong power!"

Ye Yan's face changed slightly. He could feel that the power was much stronger than before.

At this moment, Yang Zheng and Mei Hongyu in the magic circle shook, and their momentum surged again.

At this moment, the bodies of the two people actually merged together and turned into a human figure.

A dazzling light burst out from the whole body, as if a sun rose from the ground, shining with thousands of feet of glory.

As the sound of the bell gradually faded, the light of the magic circle also slowly dissipated, revealing Yang Zheng's figure.

Yang Zheng's figure became about three meters tall at this moment.

His muscles were like steel and iron, emitting a golden luster, as if a god of war had descended to earth.

There was a sense of sharpness, domineering, and looking down on the world between his eyebrows. Every inch of his skin seemed to be cast in gold, exuding endless domineering and majesty.

There were two clusters of light flashing in Yang Zheng's eyes, as if there were two sharp swords rotating in them.

His hands were clenched together, and his knuckles were rough, like stone.

A faint momentum emanated from them, making the surrounding space seem to solidify. (End of this chapter)