Ling Zhi was not blindly happy, and even had a slightly solemn face.

Uncle Wang is just a mortal. Although his bloodline awakens and some factors he doesn't know may be the reason for this island.

After awakening, his strength reached this level, but under his feelings, he was still a little unstable.

It is probably only wandering between the middle sixth-grade spirit beast to the middle seventh-grade spirit beast.

It is not really as strong as the strongest enemy as soon as the tail comes out.

But Wancang is a real and top-notch powerhouse in the seventh level of artistic conception.

It is the kind of people who stand on the top of the pyramid in today's era, whether it is Xuanzhou or Wubinhai.

Ling Zhi can rely on the beast-killing arrow to stand in the middle stage of artistic conception, but it is impossible to use the power of the beast-killing arrow to fight against the late stage of artistic conception.

His realm is still too low.

Although the bloodline of the Tortoise is powerful, Uncle Wang has a very weak foundation after all, and he is afraid that his strength will be even lower than Wan Cang.

But...fight!

Only one battle!

Uncle Wang walked beside Ling Zhi, looking at Ling Zhi covered in blood with concern.

But from time to time, I would look back and take a look at the villagers sitting there with their eyes closed, and... the bodies of the villagers who had not been completely washed away by the sea.

The eyes that widened, the doubts, the puzzled, and the look that I didn't understand why I suddenly suffered such a disaster.

Uncle Wang stared at him for a while, and suddenly murmured, "No wonder the old man kept telling us that there will be a disaster in the village. It turns out that it is this disaster."

Ling Zhi's face darkened and he said guiltily, "Uncle Wang, I'm sorry, it's because of me that they found this place."

Uncle Wang shook his head. At this moment, this honest man seemed to suddenly become so mature and so majestic.

"This is what our lord tribe is destined to experience. If you don't open the teleportation array, there will be others. In the future, maybe without your protection, the villagers may become extinct."

Living near the Huwei Cave, the villagers will one day be hurt in the world of Huwei Cave.

"Uncle Wang, don't worry about me. I still have the strength to fight." Ling Zhi smiled when he saw Uncle Wang looking at Wancang, Silver Moon Golden Eye Beast and the others several times.

Uncle Wang glanced at him worriedly, "You must pay attention to safety!" Then he waved his tail and headed straight for Wancang.

"I said why would there be such a group of villagers here? It turns out that they were descendants of Huwei and humans. It's ridiculous. You, a foolish villager, dare to fight me!" Wan Cang reacted and immediately relaxed a lot.

He glanced at Uncle Wang with disdain, "Just a stronger chicken, I really think he is a phoenix!"

As he said that, he slapped Uncle Wang with a big spiritual palm.

Uncle Wang waved his fish tail, and the sea water below suddenly rushed up and rushed towards the big palm.

The sea water is no less than dozens of tons, and it is magnificent, especially in the sea water, it has condensed a lot of spiritual power.

These spiritual powers are integrated into the sea water, making some of the sea water as heavy as thousands of times, and every drop of sea water has a powerful attack power.

Such an attack can easily kill a spirit beast!

The chrysanthemum is originally a beast that controls water. Among the nine true dragons, it is known for controlling water. In this sea area, its combat effectiveness will undoubtedly increase a lot.

boom.

When the two collided, the spiritual palm suddenly became dim and was washed away by the sea water and dispersed directly.

"Hmm?" Wan Cang was surprised and slapped his hand again, sneering, "Yes, I've grown to this point in one fell swoop."

A new spiritual palm condensed between Wancang and rushed towards Uncle Wang.

His precise control over soul power is really too terrifying, especially under the control of external spiritual power, he is simply as he pleases.

It seemed as if the spiritual power between this world was all the spiritual power in his body, and could be easily regulated without any sense of sluggishness.

"Yinyue, although the bloodline of this head and tail is not absolutely pure, it is much stronger than you. Do you want such a prey?" While fighting with Uncle Wang, Wan Cang turned his head and flowed with Yinyue's golden eyes.

Swallowing the bloodline of the superior, purifying, strengthening one's own bloodline, and even reaching the level of evolution, this is the way for the growth of the wild beast!

After Wan Cang said this, it was not only the Silver Moon Golden Eye Beast, but all the sea beasts, even the timid Ao Gui, had their eyes lit up in this area.

In those huge eyes, there was a fiery passion.

All the sea beasts were more excited, their bodies were trembling, their roars excitedly, and their roars excitedly to the sky.

There is never a rule that said that such an opportunity must be given to the Silver Moon Golden Eye Beast.

If there are so many spirit beasts, just fight for one thing. So what if you offend the Silver Moon Golden Eye Beast?

This is the ninth son of the real dragon!

Such bloodlines, even if there is a trace of true dragon bloodline, just a trace of them will be enough to benefit them endlessly.

At this moment, they looked at the thorn tail transformed by Uncle Wang, not afraid, but excited.

Looking at the majestic dragon heads, the greed in their hearts expanded infinitely.

"Despicable!" Ouyang Haotian shouted angrily!

At this moment, he and Xie Xiu quickly solved the opponent and rushed to Ling Zhi.

Ling Zhi sat cross-legged on the ground, swallowing the spiritual pill while doing his best to heal the injuries and recover his strength.

Only a pair of eyes can move, Ling Zhi's eyes looked up and looked at Wancang.

Massacre the rogue islanders and join forces with the sea beast to deal with him. Now he wants to hurt Uncle Wang.

Before he knew it, the hatred between him and Wan Cang had been superimposed to this point.

A strong murderous intent quietly emerged from Lingzhi's face.

Wan Cang is better than him, but Ling Zhi's murderous intent showed no fear at all.

"Oh?" Wan Cang is worthy of being a late-stage artistic conception. His soul power is so sensitive. He turned his head to look at Ling Zhi, "Why, he dares to show his murderous intention to me. I think you don't know how to write the word "death"!"

roar.

Seeing this, Uncle Wang roared angrily and threw the fish tail at Wan Cang.

Wan Cang raised the flute to block it. The moment the flute touched the fish's tail, his expression suddenly changed. He screamed in surprise and spit out a mouthful of blood. He bent his arm, held the flute, and retreated quickly.

He never expected that Uncle Wang's tail would be so powerful.

"The real dragon swings its tail and destroys the world. Although you are just a bastard, the power of this tail is quite interesting!" Wan Cang smiled and wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth.

The villagers are simple but do not mean they are not angry. The word "mix" is heard by Uncle Wang, and Uncle Wang suddenly became furious and could not accept the insults from the other party to him and all the villagers.

He roared and rushed towards Wancang.
Chapter completed!