Global Beastmaster: Only I can summon Chinese beasts!

Every face opened its mouth to the maximum, and one can see that there are several terrifying auras brewing in it.

Su Qin's heart sank, but he didn't hesitate. The wings on his back stretched extremely, moved quickly, and punched like rain, every time he punched, he could smash a face.

But despite this, in this densely packed and completely countless attacks, his countermeasures are still a bit of a drop in the bucket.

There was already a face dodging his fist, rushed to the last defensive force covering him, and began to bite heartily.

And the most important thing is that with the biting of the long face, the flow of defensive power on Su Qin's body began to slowly slow down.

It's like the originally gurgling water is blown by a cold wind, and it will gradually condense into ice.

The consequence of this is that Su Qin's defense is rapidly declining.

With his mouth tightly pursed, Su Qin realized the seriousness of the matter.

With a punch, he smashed that face first.

But the extremely cold air flowing on his defensive power did not subside much, and it still kept forming Su Qin's defensive power into ice crystals.

Around him, more and more faces surrounded him.

At this moment, Su Qin couldn't resist the attacks of so many faces.

"Eat... him!"

The broken face that was the source of countless faces spit out human words again.

The pupil stared at Su Qin, and the expected joy appeared on that face.

It seems that from the very beginning, it knew that Su Qin could not be its opponent.

Countless faces bit Su Qin.

There is power surging in each giant mouth.

"It happened."

An unprecedented sense of crisis emerged in Su Qin's heart.

Looking into the distance, Xiao Qinglong and Suzaku were both entangled, and there was no way to support him.

As for Little Xuanwu, Su Qin never thought of taking it out.

The little Xuanwu who came out of the shell is only a dozen or so levels strong, and it is impossible to be an opponent with these faces.

Releasing Little Xuanwu would most likely hold him back.

Just when Su Qin was going to take a slant with his sword and use his strength to tear a path, streams of light surged from his pocket.

Immediately afterwards, the stream of light flourished, and Su Qin's body was suddenly covered with a layer of colorful glass-like things.

Those faces rushed to the top of the glass cover, and all of them disappeared strangely.

One face after another disappeared, and the breath also dissipated.

Su Qin frowned sharply.

[Qiankun Pocket]!
How could he forget this magic weapon he just obtained!
That's right, he has always felt that the biggest function of this magic weapon is to store things and store things. He never thought that this magic weapon can come out by itself to help Su Qin deal with crises.

It seems that it is worthy of being a magic weapon that can only be exchanged for 1000 points. Su Qin feels that he still knows too little about [Qiankun Pocket].

Those faces were sucked into the [Qiankun Pocket] one by one, leaving no time for them to react at all.

Over there, the broken [Sorrowful Frost Phase] was a little dazed.

It didn't understand how its well-prepared offensive method was resolved by that young man who seemed to be in a desperate situation.

But [Sorrowful Frost Phase] didn't express anything, but the breath escaping from the head became more intense.

One after another breath continued to spread outward, more and more faces appeared, those faces began to split again, and more faces emerged...

Every face is crazy, it seems that you can't see the faces that have been absorbed, rushing desperately, and then being sucked away...

Time passed by every minute and every second, and gradually the broken head finally showed an embarrassing expression.

It could be vaguely seen clenching its teeth, as if it could no longer hold on.

"What on earth is this thing? Why have I spread tens of thousands of faces, but I haven't been able to break through it!"

Under the anger, the words spoken by the broken face became much clearer and more fluent.

It looked at Su Qin angrily, and suddenly the crack in the adhesion began to widen.

"In this case, let's compare who has more cards!"

As soon as the words fell, a cry suddenly came from its mouth.

This cry was not loud, but it seemed very penetrating, and it could clearly fall into Su Qin's ears in the noisy battlefield at the moment.

[Qiankun Pocket] can absorb substances, but it has nothing to do with this sound.

Su Qin frowned.

But then, the second cry sounded.

He followed the trend and saw a face that was rushing towards him, but was intercepted by [Qian Kun Pocket], and at this moment also burst into tears.

The crying sound was piercing, as if someone had taken away its most precious thing.

After this crying sounded, almost instantly, the second, third, fourth... In the whole world, all the faces that still existed began to cry bitterly!
Countless cries gathered together, filling Su Qin's ears like magic sounds.

Su Qin's eardrum was about to be torn.

What's more, with these cries, pictures suddenly began to flash before his eyes.

A hoarse cry sounded vaguely in his mind.

"Injustice, I died so unjustly. Originally, it was only for the treatment of illnesses, but I didn't expect that the doctor who walked in was a devil who ate people and didn't spit out bones. He ate nothing left of me, and only spit out a whole piece of paper. human face……"

"I just got home, and it wasn't the smiling parents who opened the door, but a blood-stained stranger who raised the corner of his bloody mouth and said to me, 'Peel off your face, and I'll be with you forever '..."

"Why am I dead, but my face is still there, this ugly face, I don't want to see it, leave me quickly..."

"Ah, I have a face! You took everything from me, why did you leave me with such a face!"

"..."

Cries, grievances, cursing, and howls of pain surged in Su Qin's mind.

He felt that his world was buzzing, and he couldn't hear any sounds outside, only these sounds remained.

Su Qin's mood suddenly felt a little lost and depressed, and an inexplicable sadness rose from the bottom of his heart.

He couldn't restrain it, he could only let this emotion take root and start to fill his thoughts.

Suddenly, in front of his eyes, those hazy pictures began to fade, replaced by the scene that Xiang Nuan saw in the spiritual world at that time.

The man and woman stood in front of the collapsed Ye Yangyang, leaning over and talking about something.

But this time, the couple suddenly raised their heads and looked at Su Qin.

"Actually, you don't have to be so tired. As long as you follow the path we laid down, everything will be much easier."

"You are too tired. You have suffered too much grievance along the way. You should take a good rest."

"Cry if you want. I know how much a child without parents longs for love and care in his heart. Even if it is a charity look from a passer-by, he will be grateful."

"Don't worry about other things, cry happily, everything will pass."

"..."