However, this silence did not last long. With the roar of the ancient beast, the original desire of killing was ignited again, and the bloodthirsty ferocity defeated the fear of the strong.
In ancient times, the roar of fierce beasts kept ringing, and the herds rushed at Mo Qingqiu again and again. Mo Qingqiu cut off his sword again and again.
Under the dazzling sword, groups of purple soul beasts turned into nothingness. More of them were affected by the aftereffects of the sword. They were either killed on the spot, or they were mutilated and seriously injured. They fell on the ground and howled. In the light purple fog, there was a blood light, like the legendary Shura killing ground.
Looking at this tragic scene, Gu Fenghua and other people's eyes, once again floating on the crystal clear tears. I don't know when, Mo Qingqiu's mouth exudes red blood, holding the sword fingers, blood drops also like rain.
If it wasn't for the sight, no one could imagine how powerful the thousands of purple soul beasts were. Even they couldn't imagine how Mo Qingqiu insisted on this step. After all, he is a man, not a God. No matter how strong his cultivation is, there are limits.
"Your majesty!" Gu Fenghua's face is full of tears. He can't wait any longer. He will rush to the purple heaven prison if he holds the sword tightly.
"No, master told you not to go!" But just stepped out a step, green any foot move, block in front of her body.
"But you make him..." Gu Fenghua said.
"Master will be fine. He has high hopes for you. You can't let him down." Qingfan's eyes are also flashing tears, but forced to endure tears, said to Gu Fenghua.
Gu Fenghua reluctantly released his grip on the hilt of the sword, and looked at Mo Qingqiu's figure, who gradually bent up. The pain in his heart was like a knife cut.
The roar of wild animals is still ringing. The bright sword falls like a meteor again and again
Finally, with Mo Qingqiu's sword cutting down, hundreds of purple soul beasts disappeared out of thin air. Around, other purple soul beasts crawled on the ground, slowly retreated, and let the ancient fierce beast roar, but they refused to step forward.
It's too powerful. The human being in front of us is too powerful. The awe of the strong once again defeated their bloodthirsty nature.
"The monster has retreated. It's successful. Your majesty has succeeded!" Lorne wept with joy.
In the front, the border cracks are constantly repaired and bridged. Now there is only one foot wide left. If we go on like this, it won't be long before we can completely repair them.
"I knew that Shifu would be fine. He would be fine." Qingfan is also full of tears, because of excitement and joy, the whole body trembles.
"Roar!" At this time, the roar of the ancient fierce beast sounded again, but this time it was much closer.
Gu Fenghua and others looked up and saw that the two purple spirits were running from far to near. At the same time, they looked up to the sky and gave out a roar, just because the roars were exactly the same, it sounded like a roar.
When you look at them carefully, you can see that they are green and quiet. They are like sheep, but they are several times bigger than sheep. Their faces are like human beings, but they are green faced, fangs are fierce, tiger toothed claws are murderous, and when they are flying, they still have two giant eyes under their armpits. As like as two peas, they are not only roaring but also alike.
"Roe deer owl!" Seeing the appearance of the purple soul beast clearly, everyone exclaimed in unison.
The fierce beast in front of us is one of the twelve fierce beasts in ancient times - roe deer owl!