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Looking at these people, Shaoqing was touched.

Coming out, a sword light shot out from Shaoqing. A lynx of the ninth level of the Spirit Arts realm was chopped into two.

This lynx was only at the Spirit Perception Realm. Its main body was still rather weak compared to other demonic beasts of the same generation. Even Iron Bears would not be able to withstand a single strike from it, let alone a lynx.

However, this was the outskirts of the Demonic Beast Mountain Range, and high level demonic beasts were rare. And it was a pile after another one at that.

Shaoqing was very puzzled.

Although these demonic beasts were not worth mentioning to Shaoqing. However, no one who came to pick herbs had ever trained in the Martial Way. Although they climbed mountains to pick herbs every day and trained their bodies, the strongest was still at the fifth level of the Spirit Perception Realm.

However, to these horde of beasts that only had a pile of seventh or eighth level demonic beasts and sometimes a ninth level demonic beast, this bit of strength was like a dish to them. Very quickly, many people were eaten.

When Shaoqing saw the bloody scene, he was enraged. He released a dozen sword lights that could even cut a ninth level Spirit Realm demon beast into two. As for the weaker demon beasts, they were even easier to deal with.

Not long after, the monster horde was cleared.

"Thank you, senior, for saving my life." The herb gatherer heaved a sigh of relief and thanked him.

"It's nothing, this is just a small matter. Do you know what is happening now? " Being addressed as senior, Shaoqing felt a little embarrassed. However, he did not bother about these matters and asked.

This, the herb picker, you look at me, I look at you, can't even tell why.

"Cough cough, it's better if I do it myself." An old herb picker emerged from the crowd.

"This should be the beast tide." I have lived for over 70 years. When I was in my twenties, I experienced a beast tide. That time, it was truly a demon beast that blotted out the sky and covered the earth. Furthermore, the Southern City of Four Directions was almost destroyed by the demon beasts. However, for some unknown reason, not a single Beast King appeared. This caused the Southern City's Mayor to turn the tide and repel the demon beasts' attacks. " The old man still had a lingering fear as he spoke.

"Rumor has it that this beast tide occurs once every fifty years. Back then, I was still a little kid and was very young. I almost died in that beast tide, but I was lucky enough to escape. In the blink of an eye, fifty years passed. I'm already seventy or eighty years old, but the beast tide has started again. Who knows how many more will die this time. That expert, even if your strength is monstrous, I still recommend that you be careful. " The old man continued, "From the looks of it, the beast tide should have only just begun."

"That senior has already left. "Right, is what you said true?" One of the herb pickers asked what the others were thinking.

"Ahh, it's true. It's true. Run!" The old man seemed to have returned to that terrifying memory, as he panicked.

Not to mention anything else, even if it was because of Yang Feng, Shaoqing could not just leave like that. Along the way, the beasts were becoming more and more powerful. Along the way, he saw several groups of herb pickers fleeing in a hurry. Behind them were also demonic beasts chasing after them. Needless to say anything more, it was because Xiao Qing was obviously helping them.

After rescuing a few groups of people, he had found out that the beast tide was very dangerous from an old man among them. Even spirit energy realms might not be able to protect themselves.

Looking at the scene of a million corpses lying on the ground, perhaps it was a bit exaggerated, but it wasn't too far off. How could Shaoqing not feel it? Even Tian Rong said furiously, "This is too much! I will go kill those beasts!" As he spoke, he rushed out.

"Come back." Shaoqing said, "Didn't you hear that even if a powerhouse of the ninth heaven were to be too ostentatious, they would still be besieged to death in the beast tide? Why are you charging?"

"This, me." Tian Rong suffered a great grievance. Tears welled up in his eyes.

"Alright, I was in the wrong just now. I shouldn't have lost my temper at you." Shaoqing said.

"It's alright, big brother. My life was given by you, so what can you tell me?" Tian Rong said.

"Don't be like that, you're my good brother."

"Let's go and find Yang Feng." Shaoqing was a bit regretful. If he had known this would happen, he would not have let Yang Feng go and gain experience.

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In the middle of the circle, a youth at the Spirit Perception Realm with a chessboard on his back and a flute in his hands was facing off against five demon beasts at the first level of the spirit realm and the third level spirit realm demon beasts.

If word of this got out, people would definitely laugh their teeth off, but the fact was like this: a first level sky spirit beast and a third level spirit beast were at the fifth level. Realm didn't represent everything.

Relying on the concept of the flute, the mysteries of formations, and the intoxicating spirit, the battle truly began on equal footing with the six demon beasts.

The youth released the chess board and an illusory magic array suddenly appeared, trapping the six demon beasts within. He placed three more chess pieces within, and the illusory magic array once again added a killing array.

Holding the flute with both hands, this youth began to play "Qiu Si" in a calm and composed manner. Who said that the demonic beasts were heartless? Upon hearing this song, the six demonic beasts fell into it.

The melody was beautiful and sad. It was graceful and euphemistic, but it also carried a hint of sadness. As for the illusionary array, each of them displayed the scene that the demonic beasts wanted to see the most.

To sink into was to become intoxicated. However, what they didn't know was that there was killing intent hidden within the sweetness. Suddenly, the killing formation erupted and a demon beast at the first level of the spirit realm failed to defend in time and fell.

The second one. When it was about to kill the third demon beast, the remaining demon beasts noticed that something was wrong and immediately began to wildly attack the illusion array.

After all, his cultivation level wasn't high enough. If a powerhouse of the Spiritual Qi Realm wanted to do the same to him, then regardless of whether it was holding a flute or using a formation, he would be able to kill these monsters in a hallucination without the slightest resistance.

However, as "Qiu Si" had fallen, "The fisherman's question and answer session" rang out once more, and he calmed his heart and breath, truly allowing him to calm the heart of the demonic beast.

However, the realm was only the realm after all. Even if one could use their spiritual perception to kill the spirit beast, they still could not play around with it.

The Third Sky of Sky Demon Beast broke out of the formation first, followed by two other Demon Beasts.

The youth's hand moved, retracting the Go board.

"You evil creatures, you've done quite a bit of harm to us. Watch as I exterminate you here." The youth said.

The demonic beast did not respond. With its blood-red eyes, it attacked the youth with its most powerful attack.

? ?

They were almost at the middle-circle when Shaoqing chopped off the head of the first level spirit beast that was fighting him.

Shaoqing had already lost count of the number of demonic beasts he had killed. He had killed at least a dozen beasts of the Spiritual Energy Realm.

This is too crazy, Young Master Qing could not help but sigh. If this continues, even if we do not break through the city, we will still suffer heavy casualties. I hope those City Lords will have a plan to deal with this.

Walking on the road to find Yang Feng, Shaoqing was killing beasts and also training his adaptability.

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In a blessed spot near the middle border, Yang Feng was holding a spear and battling a black bear at the ninth level of the Spirit Realm. His body was full of wounds, but beside him were several black bears at the seventh or eighth level of the Spirit Realm.

Ever since he had left Shaoqing, Yang Feng had started his own experiential learning.

As Shaoqing improved, so did his cheap little brother.

The level had increased from the eighth level of the Spirit Realm to the ninth.

The most important thing was not the level increase, but the increase in battle experience. In the past few months, Yang Feng had also experienced many life and death battles. In the test of blood and fire, Yang Feng's grasp of the situation, use of his body, and transformation of attack and defense were constantly being strengthened.

Naturally, it was easier to use his weapon.

As the spear played around, its attack was forced backwards step by step. As for Black Bear, he had inborn divine strength, and his defensive power was extraordinary, so how could he fear the spear's attack?

Yang Feng used his long spear to propel the snake, seizing the opportunity and infusing all the strength in his body. Victory or defeat would be decided by this one strike.

But how powerful was the black bear's talent? It loved to clash head on with force. Although it was slower by a beat, with a palm strike, the long spear was cut in half. Of course, its right hand was also heavily injured.

However, the victor was obvious. Without his weapon, Yang Feng was like a tiger without its teeth, while Black Bear was injured on one hand. He still had the ability to fight.

Yang Feng was not as perverted as Shaoqing, his strength was even stronger than Black Bear. Of course, he was still alive, how could he sit still and wait for death to come, he fought the Black Bear vigorously, but the disparity in strength could not be made up for by just fighting with his life on the line.

He couldn't accept it.

Yang Feng will not die, guess how he escaped this calamity.