As a lynx who is good at summarizing and learning, he carefully considered it and found some rules.

When the blood concentration reaches 45 to 46, I officially opened the inheritance of the "Nine Changes of Qianyuan Beast God" contained in my bloodline, and obtained the first change; breath change.

When the blood concentration increases to 76-77, the inheritance will be opened to obtain the second change; the storm will change.

According to this ratio, the blood concentration should be increased to around 120, and the third change of inheritance can be obtained.

Wang Tianyi is very clear about what this means;

To swallow the third-level iron horn thunder cloud leopard, at least five monsters at the level of the third-level iron horn thunder cloud leopard, considering the worse the effect, this number will have to double.

If measured by the realm of a human cultivator, it is necessary to swallow ten mid-stage Jindan cultivators. This perverted requirement is almost no different from seeking death.

For Wang Tianyi, who has not been promoted to a monster, there is no need to consider it at all, and it is impossible to achieve it.

I had luck before, and I was lucky enough to pick up a third-level iron horn thundercloud leopard. I can't expect such good things to happen every day.

After careful consideration, Wang Tianyi decided to focus on cultivation and be promoted to the first-level monster as soon as possible. The powerful combat power of the mutant beast can resist ordinary second-level monsters.

It is not impossible to practice the first level of Fengyun Change and the wisdom factor, and the third level of Yin Death monster is not impossible.

Only then will you have the initial self-protection power and find ways to increase the purity of bloodline essence and keep your destiny in your own hands.

If you have the three attributes of wind, thunder and gold, then practicing in Thunderstorm Villa is the best place, and there is nothing else to do.

Wang Tian looked at the distant two peaks with a fiery look, where there was a treasure he was dreaming about. Unfortunately, his strength is now insignificant and unavailable to buy it.

One day, the Zixiao Cloud Pattern Thunder Bamboo belongs to me.

In the cave

This huge lynx with only beautiful hair, with only beautiful hair, crawled in accordance with the requirements of the "Nine Changes of the Qianyuan Beast God", its forelimbs and arched high into a tiger's way down the mountain, and began to breathe in and out, taking the free active molecules in the air into their mouths and noses, slowly running along the established meridians in the body, and entering a deep state of cultivation.

The giant lynx, about eight meters long, opened its bloody mouth like a bucket, and formed a small cyclone around it. Each breath was more than ten times more than the total amount of monks of the same level of human beings. Of course, it was very fast to enter the country.

A few days later

Wang Tianyi slowly opened his eyes. There was a clear mark on the ground in the cave, which was in the shape of a circling vortex, which was caused by the powerful breathing flow.

Looking inside the chest, the slowly rotating silver vortex was stained with a little gold and light blue, which had become much thicker.

It should be six days. Wang Tianyi was so hungry that he had to stop practicing and find something to eat.

There are more than twenty fasting pills in his storage ring. The one humans can take can be eaten for seven days without drinking or eating, but for a huge mutant lynx, it is good to be able to last for a day.

Wang Tianyi was not willing to use it. After all, he was just sitting around and eating up the whole country without supplements. He could save a little bit.

He put away the demon-exploring lamp and the eighth-level hidden magic array, carefully put on the outer skin of the thunder crocodile and walked out of the cave. He looked up at the dark sky covered with thunder clouds. Thunder bounced down from time to time, and a "rumbling" sound was made.

The lynx's beautiful eyes mixed with blue and light gold were looked left and right, and quickly moved along the valley. This valley full of holes covers an area of ​​about ten square kilometers, with caves of all sizes and large and small. It will be called "Wankushan" in the future.

Not long sneaking

Wang Tianyi slowed down and sniffed carefully, looked at a cave with surprise. The faint smell of Houttuynia cordata came from inside. After careful identification, it turned out to be Lin Xiaoyun and Fan Rongchang. They gathered together and hid in Wanku Mountain.

When I thought about it, I was shocked.

He looked around and quickly left here, and his body was immersed in a cave more than 3 miles away from the top of the mountain. He considered that he did not take out the hidden magic weapon, but only monitored it with his eyesight.

Wang Tianyi was very disguised. The dark brown rock soil on the outside was originally original, and it blended with the vast and barren valley.

He thought it simple;

Since Lin Xiaoyun and others are hiding here, there must be someone looking for it. It is probably because of Yin Kui, Mao Golin and others in the Black Demon Sect. It seems that there is another good show.

Wang Tianyi was also desolate and threw two fasting pills next to the cave where Lin Xiaoyun and others were hiding. The fasting pills refined by the Wuyin Sect are different from other sects, and you can tell at a glance.

OK, Brother Yin Kwai, I can only help you get here.

After several hours

The Black Demon Sect Yinkui, Mao Golin and other three monks appeared in Wanku Mountain, scattered and searched carefully, and the angry look on their faces could not be suppressed.

These days

They were fooled by Lin Xiaoyun, a monk of the Mist Hidden Sect, as if they were like monkeys. Unexpectedly, there was a small moving talisman on Lin Xiaoyun's body. After the sacrifice was made, they disappeared without a trace and they didn't know where they ran.

Later, when he received a message from his fellow disciple, Yin Kui learned about it;

Lin Xiaoyun actually teleported to Fan Rongchang, one of the late stage of the foundation building stage and the middle stage of the foundation building stage. The two joined forces to raid two Black Demon Sect cultivators who were tracking down along the way.

This sudden attack was caught off guard, and both the monks of the Black Demon Sect died tragically at their hands, and their magic weapons and storage rings were taken away.

It is tolerant, but who is tolerant?

Yin Kuidang's face was swollen. He thought the other party was a prey that could be captured. Who knew that he would turn into a man-eating tiger in minutes, and the prey would become a bloody terminator instead.

Yin Kui led the eleventh monk into the Thunderstorm Mountains and went out with an unexpectedly injured monk. Seven companions have been lost so far, and they are all monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

The seven Foundation Establishment Cultivators are not cabbages, so there must be an explanation no matter what.

If the loss is so tragic, if Yin Kui returns to the Black Demon Sect, he will definitely receive severe punishments and severe laws of the sect. He will be sentenced to ten years in prison and will be almost dead and will die.

In the valley

Yin Kui looked at the countless large and small caves in Wanku Mountain, and his face was gloomy and ugly. How long did it take to search for so many caves one by one?

Yin Kui said, "Junior Brother Wu, can you please use another method? The rough position of the spirit ghost divination is, of course, the more accurate the better."

Junior Brother Wu seemed very embarrassed when he heard this, and hesitated and replied, "Senior Brother Yin, you know that there are many taboos for spiritual ghosts to divine. Lin Xiaoyun's cultivation is far deeper than mine. Not only will he lose a spiritual ghost, but I will also be backfired by the blood chain. This..."

"It might be better, I, Yin, will never let Junior Brother Wu suffer a loss when doing things." Yin Kui's face showed a sincere look. He took out two thunder horn materials from the storage ring. After thinking about it, he took out two second-level inner alchemy and said generously. "Junior Brother, even if he casts a spell, as long as he catches the people from the Wuyin Sect, he can make up for any more losses."

"Oh well."

Junior Brother Wu looked reluctant to find it difficult, put away the thunder horn and inner alchemy materials, and turned his hand to take out a light gray altar-like magic weapon, which was about the size of a teacup. This is the "Spiritual Yangting Altar" which specializes in raising yin ghosts.

Junior Brother Wu was muttering something in his mouth and whispered several magic tricks. A black smoke emanated from "The Spirit-Surfing Altar", which attracted a spirit ghost the size of a monkey, and his body was a little blurred.

The sky was covered with dark clouds and lightning, and the ghost looked up everywhere in fear, as if he was reluctant to stay outside at all times.

Junior Brother Wu quickly pinched the magic tricks with his hands and tapped them in one stroke. He quickly bit his tongue and spit out a mouthful of blood. The spirit ghost opened his ferocious pointed mouth and swallowed it in one bite, as if he had taken Dapu Pills, he became much more courageous.

Then Junior Brother Wu threw in the strange materials on his body one by one, and suddenly there was a gust of cold wind around him, and an inexplicable mysterious power gathered.

The fifth junior brother muttered something, driving the spirit ghost to connect with this mysterious power. The lower body of the spirit ghost was scattered like a dissolving one's body, and the sad and sad ghost screams were visible to the naked eye.

Because it was a spirit ghost raised by his own essence and blood, Junior Brother Wu was inevitably affected, and black scars appeared on his cheeks, which quickly became purulent and rotted.

The ghost screamed shrillly, and suddenly reached out his hand in a certain direction, where Senior Brother Lin and others were hiding.

Then a dark cloud rolled and exploded. The ghost's whole body dissolved into black mist. The breeze in the valley drifted away with a gentle blow and never remained in the world again.

After casting the spell, Junior Brother Wu, who was in the middle stage of foundation building, looked pale as if he had a serious illness, and his hands trembled and took back the Lingyuan.

At this moment, Yin Kui no longer cared about him. He looked at the place where the monks of the Fog Shadow Sect were hiding with fierce eyes. At the same time, he winked at his junior brother Mao Geping. The two of them set off and began to surround him.

Junior Brother Wu sighed inwardly, took out a magic sword and followed closely.

Since we have found the place where the monks of the Fog Shadow Sect hide, it is only a matter of time before we capture him. Junior Brother Wu is certainly unwilling to miss the opportunity to make a fortune.

Wang Tianyi witnessed all this on the distant mountain top and felt that his back was cold. There were too many ways for human cultivators to deal with it, and they could never be easily hiding.

This kind of spell casting originating from mysterious power is intangible and invisible, but it is extremely effective. No matter where you hide, it cannot be hidden.

The only disadvantage is that the cost is quite high, and it finally leaves a glimmer of hope for a weak person like himself.

The three brothers Ying Krish brothers surrounded the entrance of the cave, looked at each other with a understanding look, and swung out the magical tools in their hands.

In a moment

Several bubble-like defense covers and concealed magic arrays floated at the entrance of the cave. Under the powerful attack, they immediately became disillusioned like bubbles.

You can hear an angry reprimand in the cave: "Oh no, it's the thief from the Black Demon Sect who came here, so I'll fight with them."

Yin Kui grinned with a fierce temper, flipped his hand and used a yellow shield-like magic weapon to block it, and then rushed in.

Junior Brother Mao Geping and Junior Brother Wu did not rush in immediately, but took out a black banner. They pinched the magic tricks in their hands and sang them.

There were fierce fighting sounds rumbling in the cave, and the fire and sword lights were densely sounded, and muffled sounds came from time to time. Fighting in the narrow cave could not be avoided, and some people were severely injured.

Not long

There was a loud noise from the sky and the earth shaking from the cave, the rocks collapsed, and dust all over the sky erupted from the entrance of the cave.
Chapter completed!