The injured Ye Zhiqiu and eleven Canghui students were nearby.

At this moment, a group of people didn't even dare to breathe.

I was afraid that I might accidentally startle the spirit beast and provoke a blast from the hammer.

Ye Zhiqiu felt even more angry.

They stole their students' soul beasts and humiliated themselves in front of them.

And I have to remain silent while they round up the soul beasts...

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, his chest tightened, and he spit out another mouthful of old blood.

And about ten meters away.

Oscar rubbed his hands and muttered expectantly, "I wonder how old this crested crested snake is..."

"How long is it? What color are its wings?" Tang San asked.

Zhu Zhuqing said, "The wings are light red and are about six to eight meters in length."

"Light red wings are a feature that only appears after thousands of years of evolution. Judging from the body length..." Tang San made some calculations in his mind, "It should be between 1,300 and 1,800 years, which is just right for Xiao Ao."

"Awesome!" Oscar's eyes shone, and he slapped Tang San heavily on the shoulder.

Seeing this, Zhao Wuji suddenly had the idea of ​​testing these little monsters.

So he put his martial spirit away, leaned aside and yawned, "You can handle it yourself, I won't interfere."

The Phoenix-tailed Cockscomb is not a powerful and violent spirit beast. If he still needs to take action...

What's the difference between that and Cang Hui's weak chicken?

Old Zhao took out the kettle from the soul guide and sat down not far away.

The eight people had no reaction at all to his attitude and quickly made a plan to round him up.

Tang Sanyan introduced it concisely and comprehensively, "This kind of snake is non-venomous. Its attack method is to wrap around. It is not very aggressive, but it is extremely fast."

"So, we just need to prevent it from escaping?" Jiang Momo said.

"That's right." Tang San nodded, "All snakes are afraid of aggressive birds. This is suppression by nature..."

After saying that, he raised his eyes and looked at Ma Hongjun.

Fatty is usually careless and always slow to react, but he never lags behind at critical moments.

With a look from Tang San, he immediately understood, "My Phoenix Spirit can suppress it."

"I'm responsible for containment." Zhu Zhuqing's voice came from the tree.

"I will assist in accelerating." Ning Rongrong, who had hardly spoken actively all day, said.

"Then we'll focus on the attack." Dai Mubai glanced at Jiang Alfalfa and Xiao Wu.

Zhao Wuji looked unconcerned on his face, but in reality he was quietly activating his soul power and listening with his ears perked up.

After hearing the plans of several little monsters, I couldn't help but raise my eyebrows and looked at Cang Hui's group.

I thought proudly, if you guys were half as good as my students, how could you not even be able to surround a giant horned rhinoceros?

"Here we come." At this time, Zhu Zhuqing shouted softly.

Before the sound even fell, the figure had already swooped down from the tree, and the first soul ring suddenly lit up.

"The seven treasures turned out to be colored glaze, and the second one said: Hurry!"

Shrouded in colorful light, the sharp claws suddenly poked out, and the netherworld thorns shot straight towards the fleshy crown on the snake's head.

The response of the crested cockscomb is very sensitive. When it rushes forward quickly, the snake's head swerves in a hurry.

"Bang——" Zhu Zhuqing slapped the snake's neck with his claw.

The snake's forward speed suddenly slowed down a bit, and it opened its mouth as if frightened and spat out a mouthful of colorful mist towards Zhu Zhuqing.

"Zhuqing! Be careful!" Dai Mubai yelled and activated his third soul skill without thinking.

White Tiger Vajra Transformation!
Chapter completed!