Chapter 371: Ling Ling Tmall Black

"Yes! I have 390 all attributes, only 10 points, my all attributes have reached the limit of Master Yuanneng!"
The corner of Yang Fan's mouth raised slightly, revealing a smile: "Next, I can increase my Yuanli cultivation base, and then inlay an advanced skill pearl!"
With every additional advanced skill, Yang Fan's combat ability in actual combat will increase dramatically. The reason why he was able to kill the Great Yuanneng Grandmaster in the realm of the Yuanneng Grandmaster was because of his advanced skills and strong enough!
Click!
The big egg splits up, one head is full of black hair, a small horn is on the top of the head, and one eye is closed tightly on the forehead. His pupils seem to be connected to a mysterious world, and the whole body exudes grace and beauty. Appeared in front of Yang Fan's eyes.
"Swallowing Lynx (Little Black)."
"Heavenly high-grade monster beast!"
"Quality Elite."
"Strength 750, Agility 1020, Defense 695, Spirit 1015, Intelligence 1000, Physical 1025."
Xiaohei's advanced skills have all evolved to legendary qualities, and the three advanced skills have all evolved into epic qualities, and two more advanced skills have been added.
"Advanced Skill [Body of the Royal Spirit] Quality Elite: The evil spirit swallowed by Xiao Hei can be digested by it or enlisted."
"Advanced Skill [Spirit Breaking Light] Quality Elite: Xiao Hei can spray out the Spirit Breaking Light that attacks the soul."
Yang Fan thoughtfully: "The monster beasts of the highest grade in the heavenly rank are strong in the Yuanzun realm! If the monster beasts of the middle grade in the heavenly rank are of legendary quality, they may also be strong in the Yuanzun realm."
"I, Meow Batian, I am already a strong master of Yuanzun realm! Meow~~!!! Invincible, it is really lonely~~!!! Meow~~!"
Xiao Hei straightened up his two short legs, carrying his claws, raised his head and chest, the cat's tail swayed constantly, faintly sighed, the indescribable sigh and pride between his brows,
From a certain point of view, Xiao Hei, the number one powerhouse in the four countries, is really not a boast. After all, on the side of the Fury Mountain Range, the strongest person is the North Mountain King. At the beginning, King Beishan was only a powerhouse in the half-step Yuanzun realm, and he didn't take that step.
"From today, you are all my little brothers!"
Xiao Hei swelled incomparably, and stretched his claws toward Yang Fan's top thugs such as Hei Xie and Ling Yuan, and said with pride.
Hei Xie, Ling Yuan, Lang Jiu and other powerhouses were silent and unwilling to argue with Xiao Hei. Of course, they are naturally unwilling to be Xiao Hei's little brother. After all, not long ago, Xiao Hei would still be easily rubbed against the ground by them.
If Xiao Hei had not been supported by the resources of the entire Lingdu Kingdom, it would definitely not be Ling Yuan and Lang Jiu's opponents even if it was an advanced Great Yuanneng Grandmaster.
"You really watch too much TV!!"
Yang Fan reached out and grabbed Xiao Hei in his hand, scratching his chin and belly.
"Haha~~! Meow~~!!! No way~! Don’t punch me~~! Meow~~! Master, you will be bald again~~! Meow~~!"
As soon as Xiao Hei fell into the clutches of Yang Fan, he could only stretch out the meat ball weakly, struggling and screaming.
After educating Xiao Hei, Yang Fan immediately began to consume the golden evolution points and upgrade all his basic skills to mythical quality one by one.
Every basic skill is upgraded to mythical quality, and Yang Fan can understand the power of a trace of the law, and become stronger.
After the capture of the Lingdu Kingdom, Yang Fan was able to obtain massive golden evolution points every day, enough to support him to improve his basic skills.
A altar engraved with countless mysterious runes is built in a secret valley in the forbidden land of the king's royal family of Bicao.
There were countless corpses all around the blood-colored altar. The corpses were piled up like a mountain. They were picked up by the elite warriors of the Demon Clan, and they were continuously thrown into the blood-colored altar.
There are constantly living people being transported here, then beheaded and thrown into the altar, like hell.
Many living people possess the characteristics of the Bicao Kingdom, and they are obviously citizens of the Bicao Kingdom.
A handsome young man wearing a wolf fur coat, two meters tall, with short purple hair, looking at countless people of the Bicao Kingdom being slaughtered, frowned slightly and said: "Master Giant Centipede, continue to kill Go down, our Bicao Kingdom will be no one!"
The giant human face said coldly: "Wan Yan Lei Zhen, you are no longer the king of green grass!"
That handsome young man with short purple hair is Wang Wanyan Leizhen of Bicao! He was already a dying old man with white hair and age spots, but after taking refuge in the Demon Clan, he received the power bestowed by the Human Face Giant Centipede. He has transformed into a Demon, rejuvenated, and became younger and stronger!
"Yes! Your lord!"
Wanyan Leiting lowered his head slightly, replied respectfully, and then said: "My lord, a large number of grassroots have been slaughtered! Some people have big opinions!"
Although the nobles of the Bicao Kingdom did not regard the inferior as adults, the massacre of a large number of grass folks also affected the wealth of those nobles.
More than half of the people of the Bicao Kingdom have been slaughtered and thrown into the altar of flesh and blood. Continue to slaughter, and there will be no one in the Bicao Kingdom.
The giant human face smiled slightly and said, "Whoever has an opinion, make a list. I'll deal with it!"
In the eyes of the Demon Clan, since the world channel has been opened, the nobles of the Bicao Kingdom are no longer important, just some ants that can be sacrificed at will.
A hint of chill surged in Wanyan Leiting's heart, lowering his head respectfully and saying: "Yes! Your lord!"
At this time, Wanyan Leiting is no longer the king of Bicao, who used to be the eloquent King Bicao, but an ordinary master of the human race of the Demon Clan!
Human Face Giant Centipede said lightly: "Wanyan Thunder, we must win this battle! No matter what the price is! As long as you win, you can still be your king of green grass, provided that you become the service of our demon clan. If you lose, you and the nobles of the Bicao Kingdom will have a dead end. Yang Fan will not let you go!"
"Yang Fan!!!"
King Bi Cao said a name silently, and a complex color flashed in his eyes.
Not long ago, Yang Fan was just a small person in the eyes of King Bicao. But in less than a year, that little ant-like figure in the eyes of King Bicao has grown into the enemy of King Bicao, filling his heart with complicated feelings.
Many people in the Bicao Kingdom can surrender, and only Bicao King can only walk one way to the black. After all, he is the culprit who opened the world channel of the Dead Insect Realm. No one can let the Bicao King go!
A trace of firmness passed through Wanyan Lei Ting's eyes and slowly said, "Yes!"
Countless mysterious blood-colored spirit patterns emerged on the blood-colored altar, and a blood-colored beam of light sprayed out from the blood-colored altar, straight into the sky.