Chapter 500: Shot

"I am the spiritual master of the First Spirit Hall, how can I be afraid!"
When Yang Lin said so, Bo Ming couldn't hold back his face, saying that a spirit master would be afraid of a soul-funed beast, which she couldn't bear.
Yang Lin chuckled lightly: "Since you are not afraid, then please take a look at the true face of the SS-level soul fortune beast."
Right now, he was close to the realm of the SS Soul Prosperity Beast, Yang Lin had already shielded his breath to the lowest level, and by the way, it was suppressed along with the breath of Bo Ming.
There are as many as 3,000 polluting beasts on the periphery. It is really necessary to be found and alert, and there will be a steady stream of them. Although they can be killed, Yang Lin feels that it is not a normal trouble.
According to what he thought, directly kill the SS-level soul fortune beast, and when the SS-level soul fortune beast is killed, the 3,000 polluting beasts in the periphery will become masterless flies, and they will disappear without attack.
The IQ of the polluting beasts is generally low, and there is no soul-fu beast as a primer. Even if they are tyrannical, it will only be a matter of time before they are eliminated by a wise star card master.
The current general terrain is a valley with a huge geographical range.
While the two were sneaking, one could see the wandering polluting beasts from time to time. Some of them were shot to death at a distance from the group, and then annihilated by Yang Lin's huge stars. As for those who are struggling with the distance, in order to protect the period and prevent things from becoming more troublesome, he directly took Bo Ming on a detour.
As for Bo Ming, she really didn't expect Yang Lin to be so bold.
Said to catch the thief, first catch the queen, and directly touched the SS-level soul fortune beast, not to mention his true combat power, just this courage is unmatched. But if I admire it, but if it involves myself, then things are really not so optimistic.
"It's really killing people!"
Bo Ming wanted to cry now, she just wanted to ask Yang Lin to come forward, but Yang Lin didn't say anything boldly, and she wanted to bring herself here.
As for the previous man asking himself if he wanted to follow him, and he was actually fighting for face in a gambling guise, he really came here. Thinking about it again, it's actually not entirely for the sake of face. How can I say that the appearance of the soul beast is my own business, and Yang Lin is an outsider after all.
When others came to kill the soul beast, it seemed that he had to help. If you look at it from a distance, it would be a little shameful.
"I have already sensed that the position of the soul beast is only a kilometer away from us. From now on, we must be more cautious. You must not make trouble for me."
Bo Ming was a bit excited and nervous, but she still calmly said: "I am not the kind of person who has no ability. Don't take me so low."
"Okay, then start preparing for the raid..."
However, Yang Lin was only halfway talking, and the corners of his mouth suddenly showed liver pain and said: "Really, I underestimated the detection ability of SS-level soul fortune beasts. I thought I could sneak attack first. It."
boom--
As soon as his voice fell, a huge monster was in front of them almost instantly.
The sharp-nosed pliers, shimmering with cold claws, were like a hill-like body, and the whole body was dissatisfied with scales. At first glance, it was invulnerable.
The SS-class soul beast, with black iron armor, strong defense and extremely aggressive.
"No, it...coming..."
Seeing this, Bo Ming subconsciously wanted to retreat. It was an unwise act to confront the SS-level Soul Prosperity Beast.
Just when she retreated, she found that Yang Lin was still standing there, facing the soul-fu beast, he didn't even dodge at all, and the corner of his mouth still kept a Ruoyouruowu smile, as if he didn't care about what was in front of him. Happening.
"Master, run away!"
Bo Ming was anxious, she yelled anxiously, hoping that Yang Lin could quickly avoid the giant claws of the soul beast.
but--
Gu Ruo ignored Yang Lin from beginning to end.
What is this man doing? Could it be that he thought he could suppress the SS-level soul fortune beast with strength?
Suddenly Bo Ming regretted following Yang Lin. This man was just a reckless man.
"Don't panic when you say it, but it's just a fish!"
Seeing the giant claws will be slapped on his forehead, seeing this man is going to be photographed into a pile of waste, but at this time he actually asked what he was afraid of?
Bo Ming really wanted to vomit blood.
No, this soul beast has been alarmed, looking at this man, he must be about to die soon. Bo Ming thought this in his heart, and then quickly began to find a way out around him.
The soul beast was alarmed, and the three thousand polluted beasts around it naturally sensed it. Suddenly, in all directions, dense polluted beasts flooded here like a tide.
Bo Ming felt that although he couldn't kill the Soul Fu Beast, he should still be able to find a way to break through and save his life.
Look at the man in the midfield. Compared with the giant polluting beast, one claw is bigger than the others, and he naively wants to compare strength with the soul beast. I was really stupid, and it was really too stupid to believe that a single person's power could kill an SS-level soul gift beast.
The giant claw finally fell, and Bo Ming had no daring to think about the man's horror turned into a powder.
boom--
Smoke and dust filled, huge waves rolled, and huge strength rolled from the midfield. Even Bo Ming was so far away now that he couldn't open his eyes.
In her mind, that man is dead now.
You Xin glanced back, and when she saw the scene in the field, she almost choked on her own.
Really or not, the man reached out his hand calmly and blocked the claws of the giant soul beast. Although the ground under his feet was shaved off a large layer, he himself was safe and sound.
Until now, the man has never been panicked.
"This... how is this possible?"
Bo Ming was taken aback. She had never imagined that a human being could be so powerful that she would not fall in the palm of a hand with an SS-level soul-funed beast. This would be too bad.
"That's it, this is the SS-level soul fortune beast, weak, too weak."
Listening to the man's self-talk, Bo Ming couldn't help but wipe the fine sweat from his forehead. Listen, is this something human can speak?
The seven spirit masters could barely kill the SS-level soul-funed beast in the hands of this man. In that case, wouldn't he be inferior to the miscellaneous fish now?
There was a mess in Bo Ming's heart, speaking of herself as a spiritual master, but now, compared with Yang Lin, she was really speechless.
But without waiting for her to continue thinking, she found that she was in the wrong position.
Previously, it was because the situation was not good, so I decided to go off the road. Originally, I said that I rushed out of a road. Now I am fine. Because of this dazed time, a large number of polluting beasts have surrounded themselves in the center.
If it is said that it is impossible to break through at this moment, it is basically impossible. In the blink of an eye, the inner and outer layers are blocked in the middle. Unless there is the ability to kill three thousand polluting beasts, it is really left here.