Chapter 30: Things that don't look long

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0030 I'm Not Your Eyes
After daybreak.
Yun Qingyan and Qi Ling left the tree cave.
Now they can't despise the fierce beasts below the eighth level of the star realm. For them, the fiendibe without Nedan has no value of beheading.
Silhouettes flew, tree shadows regressed, all the way into the mountains.
"Roar!"
A hissing sound blew into Yun Qingyan's ears, and in the jungle not far away, a giant tiger covered in gold broke out.
Yun Qingyan was immediately interested, and the spirit praying on his shoulder was also screaming with excitement.
This is the fierce tiger, the fierce beast of the ninth stage of the star.
If it is said that the evil beast of the eighth level of the astral plane may only have Nei Dan, then the evil beast of the ninth level of the astral plane must be pregnant with Nei Dan.
The fierce tiger saw Yun Qingyan, and a fierce light flashed in his fierce eyes. In his eyes, Yun Qingyan was an excellent flavor.
He growled, and the figure rushed towards Yun Qingyan.
The speed of the flame tiger is very fast, the huge body directly turns into a phantom, and it immediately appears in front of Yun Qingyan.
Suddenly, it opened its serrated fangs and swallowed Yun Qingyan with one mouthful.
But at this moment, Yun Qingyan, who had been standing still, raised his arm slightly, and punched casually.
It can be said that it is such a careless punch, but it carries the power of destroying thousands of troops.
The Flame Tiger didn't even send out the scream before it had been shattered and killed.
The rampant blood has stained the ground within a few meters within a few breaths.
Yun Qingyan's current practice has been restored to the sixth level of the astral world, not to mention that there are no rivals in the astral world, even ordinary moonfield masters, may not be his opponents.
"Let's go!" Take off Neidan, the flame tiger, Yun Qingyan took the prayer spirit and continued deep into the mountains.
About half an hour later.
"The gas is condensed and not dispersed. This is at least the blood of a vicious beast above the eighth level of the astral plane!"
In the morning mist that has not completely dispersed, four figures came flying from the dense forest, all over the age of 40, and fell in front of the flame tiger's body.
"It is the flaming tiger of the Ninth Level of Star Realm!"
After seeing the flame tiger, the four people took a breath at almost the same time.
"Even if we meet the flame tiger, we must temporarily avoid the edge, and someone can kill it!"
"Well? Look at this wound."
"call!"
Coldly, the four took another breath, "It was killed by one punch!"
For a long time, only one of the four people returned to God, "If you can kill the flame tiger with one stroke, this person must be a strong moon. If the other party can help, the master's plan will Smoother. "
"Go, let's catch up quickly!"
Yun Qingyan went all the way.
On the way, more than a thousand beasts were encountered, but only three were worthy of his shot.
These three, each of them is the ninth level of the astral world!
In an instant, it was already noon.
Yun Qingyan just wanted to find a fierce beast, and a sharp hissing came from above the sky.
"Uh-"
An iron-billed eagle with a huge body and spreading wings over a meter wide dived down from the air.
The sharp claws, facing the chaotic ancient beast on Yun Qingyan's shoulder, seemed to use the prayer spirit as a prey and wanted to capture it.
"It's the fourth-order iron of Starfield, and our meal is here!"
Although the iron pecking eagle is not high, as a bird beast, its meat is notoriously delicious.
"Meow meow!"
Qi Ling jumped from Yun Qingyan's shoulder for the first time. His slender body, like a bow and arrow, slammed, and slammed toward the iron-pecking eagle that came down.
boom!
One face to face, the iron-pecking eagle was beheaded by the praying spirit, and countless blood spilled from the air, like a patter of rain.
"Meow meow!"
Qi Ling pouted, his eyes were full of disdain. The iron-pecking eagle couldn't even reach his claws, and he dared to treat him as a prey.
Less than half an hour, the fragrant roast meat scented in the forest accompanied by cooking smoke.
As a bird beast, the iron pecking eagle is almost all tendon meat, moderate hardness and full of chewing.
Praying spirit is petite, only the size of an adult's palm, but it is such a small body, and within a few minutes, he wiped out one of the wings of an iron-pecking eagle.
Immediately, a piece of leg meat was pulled off again.
唧 唧 唧 唧 朵 朵 to bloom.
"Good savory barbecue taste! Dare to barbecue in the beastly mountain range, is it the moonlight strongman who can slay the flame tiger?"
"Well? It's actually a stinky hairy ghost!"
When Yun Qingyan and Qi Ling were enjoying the barbecue, four middle-aged people over the age of 40 appeared to their sight.
"This little ghost has no guts, and dares to barbecue alone in the beastly mountains!"
"Well? This seems to be a fowl beast?" The speaker, staring brightly on the grill, was only half eaten by the iron-pecker eagle.
But before he responded, a middle-aged person headed by him suddenly took a step forward, his face and Yan Yuese said to Yun Qingyan: "Little brother, did you go to the beast mountain range with your elders?"
Yun Qingyan put down the barbecue in his hand and looked up at the other side slightly. "Just me!"
After speaking, I continued to pick up the barbecue without anybody else.
The middle-aged man, headed by him, unconsciously cooled down. "So, the senior who beheaded and killed the flame tiger is not your elder?"
One move to kill the flame tiger?
Hear the words.
Yun Qingyan accidentally glanced at the middle-aged person, then shook his head, "No!"
Yun Qingyan's remarks are true. The flame tiger was killed by himself, not an elder in the family.
"I thought there was nothing to fear, so I dared to barbecue in the beastly mountain range. It turned out to be only a gimmick with a deep age!"
When the head-headed middle-aged man spoke, a murderous flashed in his eyes, "Hand, man killed, don't stain the barbecue!"
"Hey, leave it to me!"
Immediately someone jumped out. When he looked at Yun Qingyan, he licked his tongue, and his face was fierce, and said: "Little devil, Grandpa is called Wang Guang, when Grandpa Yan asks, do n’t forget his name!"
As soon as the voice of the professed Wang Guang fell, he slaps him on Yun Qingyan.
The palm of his hand was fierce, and one face to face reached Yun Qingyan's side.
"When you first met, you wanted to put me to death?"
Yun Qingyan's eyes flickered a little, and he patted with one hand, listening only to the sound of 'Boom and Rumble'. The person who claimed to be Wang Guang had been crushed and broken into pieces.
"Little ghost, how dare you kill Wang Guang?"
"Little devil, I want you to die!"
Except for the one headed, the remaining two, almost at the same time, killed Yun Qingyan with tears.
"I don't kill him, am I still waiting to be killed?"
Yun Qingyan snorted, this time, he did not wait for the other party to approach, and took the initiative to attack.
boom! boom!
Two in a row!
The two were shot in the heart and died almost simultaneously.
"How is it possible?" The remaining person headed, and his pupils shrank sharply. "Wang Guang is only the fifth level of the astral plane, and it is only necessary to be killed by a stroke. Wang Qi and Wang Ming are both the seventh level of the astral plane. Killed by a trick! "
Coldly, an amazing idea sprang up in his mind.
"Is it the one who killed the Flame Tiger with one stroke? It is you!" The remaining one, taking a breath, stared at Yun Qingyan in amazement and horror.