The world of self-cultivation has been ruined by me

Bang bang bang.

Two golden rocs and a giant ape surrounded a vajra tiger and attacked ferociously.

The terrifying power is radiating, and the movement is getting louder and louder.

In this regard, the Xiaopeng King and the Three Demons were also helpless. After Yunlu became King Kong, the defense was too terrifying. They tried their best to cause damage, so naturally they couldn't control the movement.

Su Le has been keeping a close eye on the situation, and he found that except Yuangu can cause some damage to Yunlu, King Xiaopeng and Pengao are almost like scratching an itch.

"Shabi, you only know how to use brute force, but you can't use your brain?"

People may come at any time, but the three monsters have been unable to take down Yunlu for a long time. Su Le was anxious and cursed: "Idiot, the Tianhu clan only has the lowest defense in the abdomen, hit him there."

"King Xiaopeng, you and Pengao control his body and let Yuangu attack."

Xiaopeng Wang and Pengao who were in a dilemma when they heard Su Le's words, their eyes lit up, they stretched out their sharp claws, grabbed the Vajra Tiger's two front paws, and lifted him up.

The door is wide open.

Yun Lu also knew something was wrong, and struggled desperately, but he was seriously injured, facing the pull of the two Jinpeng, he couldn't resist at all.

Yuangu naturally wouldn't miss this opportunity, his huge palm condensed into a fist, and with an ear-piercing whistling, he slammed hard on Vajra Tiger's soft abdomen.

The huge force caused Vajra Tiger's lower body to swing backwards, and the severe pain made Yunlu's body twitch, and his facial features twisted into a ball.

Even the two golden rocs pulling on Vajra Tiger's body couldn't bear the terrifying force, so they backed up.

Yuangu followed closely, and the fist containing terrifying power bombarded again.

Bang bang bang.

In an instant, Yuangu's fists danced into a cloud of phantoms, an unknown number of punches were thrown, and the resulting sounds were connected together.

Back and forth.

Leaving a mess along the way.

It's slow to say, in fact, there are only a few breaths from the shot to the present.

Su Le followed all the way forward, all the black energy erupted, covering a thousand meters nearby, and he was vigilant about his surroundings.

Suddenly, the sound of bombardment stopped abruptly, and Yuangu's body shrank rapidly, returning to its previous appearance.

Panting slightly, she moves away from her body, revealing Yunlu whose face has become a mass of rotten flesh.

The gold all over his body has long since disappeared, his bones are shattered, and he is paralyzed on the ground like a ball of mud, and he has already died and cannot die again.

Seeing this scene, Su Le let out a breath, and suddenly his face changed.

In his induction, a vague wave was approaching rapidly, about four or five miles away.

This is the limit of what he can sense, but it's not within the scope of his consciousness, so he can't sense more situations.

"Someone is here, you go back quickly."

Su Le quickly took the Xiaopeng King and Three Monsters back, and then summoned Qianmian to plunder Yunlu's memory.

After doing all this, the fluctuations in the distance have entered the scope of his consciousness, and Su Le also saw the appearance of the person coming.

It was a young man with two small horns growing on his forehead, and his cultivation was at the early stage of Jindan.

"Flood Dragon Clan."

It was too late to clean up the battlefield, Su Le put away Yun Lu's body, and then his face squirmed, transforming into his appearance.

With a gloomy face, Su Le looked in the direction of the person coming.

Soon, the man approached, saw Su Le stunned for a moment, and hurriedly saluted: "See the leader of Yunlu."

Afterwards, he raised his head and said, "Leader Yunlu, what happened? By the way, where is Jin Lie?"

While speaking, he looked around and didn't show much respect to Su Le.

Absorbing Yunlu's memory, Su Le is not surprised. The Tianhu clan and the Jiaolong clan are in a state of cooperation, and the relationship is not too deep.

"Someone has sneaked in. When I arrived, Jin Lie had already been killed." Su Le said in a deep voice, "The murderer is very powerful, and I don't guarantee that we will take him down, so you have to be careful."

"What, Jin Lie is dead? The murderer is still running away?" The young man of the Flood Dragon Clan had an ugly expression on his face.

Being able to kill Jin Lie and confront the leader of Yunlu head-on, killing himself is also effortless.

His life was threatened, and the young people of the Jiaolong tribe became restless: "Leader Yunlu, you have to catch the murderer quickly, and don't let him do evil."

Suddenly remembered something, he said in a daze: "No, there is a dream, how did this person come in?"

"I'll tell you how you got in..." Su Le approached calmly while speaking, and suddenly shouted: "Do it!"

As the sound sounded, three figures appeared around out of thin air, and instantly rushed towards the youth of the Flood Dragon tribe.

"not good!"

The youth of the Flood Dragon Clan reacted very quickly, turned around and ran away without any hesitation.

However, running away in front of the Golden Winged Roc is destined to be a joke.

In just a flash, King Xiaopeng passed over the young man of the Flood Dragon tribe, and cut off his head by the way.

The corpse on the ground squirmed quickly, and soon turned into a green dragon several feet long.

Su Le summoned Qian Mian to absorb the true spirit of the young Jiaolong tribe in the area, and let Qian Mian devour him.

The next moment, a memory came into his mind, which was directly sealed by him, and he will read it when he has time.

He doesn't pay much attention to the memories of the young people of the Jiaolong tribe, the level is too low to know useful information.

His main purpose is to cultivate Qianmian, make it recover quickly, and start the next stage of function as soon as possible.

When he came to Yaozu this time, he felt more and more that Qianmian's limitations were too great.

It can only simply change the body shape, which is fine for the human race, but it is too flawed for the monster race.

His mind sank into the space of thousands of faces, and seeing another substantial face appeared, Su Le fell silent.

There are too many faces, but the space he can control has not increased. Obviously, Thousand Faces has not been repaired.

"Must the broken source be found?"

Qianmian didn't tell him how to restore it in detail, and it seems that it doesn't know, but it has always wanted to find the broken source, which is the dream crystal on Qianmian's forehead.

"It can be said that the restoration to the Yaxian Qi has been smooth, but now it has stagnated. It may be the source of the problem."

There is no better way to find the source, but luck.

"Let's accumulate first. Maybe if you swallow enough true spirits, Qianmian can recover? Even if you can't, you can accumulate foundations, and when you find the source, you can break through in one fell swoop."

Thinking of this, Su Le thought of his promotion path, and felt that his guess was right.

"Well, someone is here again."

The consciousness was startled, Su Le woke up, turned to look in one direction.

"Someone is coming again, get ready."

He thought for a while, and then said: "There are four patrol teams nearby, and they must have been alarmed, King Xiaopeng."

King Xiaopeng turned to look at him.

"Go in this direction, within ten miles, there should be another team. Find them, destroy them all, and bring them back."

King Xiaopeng knew that the situation was critical, so he didn't oppose Su Le, so he just flapped his wings and left.

Su Le turned to look at Peng Ao, and said, "Peng Ao, go to the other two directions and destroy those Foundation Establishment Monster Clans that haven't come over."