The Prince of the World

Seeing the sharp barbarian horns about to hit Yanli's abdomen, his face in the air was so calm that the sword in his hand quickly pulled out.

"Snapped!"

The sword was drawn into the head of a barbarian bull, and a force of anti-shock was passed from the long sword. With the help of this backlash, his body suddenly rose two feet, dangerously avoiding the brutal collision of the barbarian bull .

At the same time, when his body fell, his toes were on the barbarian cow a little, and he leapt to a few meters behind the barbarian cow.

"Hang!"

The angry barbarian bull failed at the first collision, and two mists sprayed from his nose, then he roared, turning his head and continuing to rush towards Yanli.

Yan Li's eyes sank slightly: the defense of the Barbarian Bull was really too perverted. It seemed that it was absolutely impossible to kill it except by using Hunyuan vigor.

However, Hunyuan's strength is limited. If he can't kill it after two hits, he has to give up, so he must be 90% sure to use Hunyuan's strength.

A glance at his eyes gave him an idea!

Seeing that the barbarian cow was approaching, his feet suddenly exerted force, and the whole person flew away to the left, and the barbarian cow changed direction and continued to rush.

After running for a few laps, the Bull Armor was even more angry.

Suddenly, Yanli stopped in front of a big tree, but the Manchurian cow didn't think so much. Seeing that he didn't run, he accelerated his speed and rushed in.

"Stupid cow! Although you have a brute force! But no wisdom!"

Seeing that the wild horns were about to hit Yanli's abdomen, his figure suddenly rose against the tree.

"Poof"

The head of the barbarian bull hit the big tree that no one could hug, and the two barbary horns were deeply inserted into the trunk.

The opportunity is coming!

Yan in the air narrowed his eyes fiercely. His feet were connected to the trunk, forming a posture under his head and feet. The long sword in his hand cut through the air and flew out like a lightning bolt. There was black and white at the tip of the sword. Two colors flashed.

"puff!"

The long sword blessed by the Hunyuan Vitality seems to become a weapon of the magic weapon, easily puncturing the skin of the barbarian cow, inserted from the back, deep into the body, and inserted into the heart, a burst of vigor exploded, and the barbarian armor was suddenly opened. The heart of the cow was crushed into pieces.

"Hang!"

The Manjiaxiu wailed, and a pair of red eyes gradually lost their looks.

"Poof!"

Yan Li set aside the steel sword, the blood of the barbarian cow was sprayed from the wound like a fountain. The stronger the monster, the more powerful the blood.

Yan Li didn't dare to neglect, and he slashed his sword at the head of the barbarian cow. Fortunately, after the barbarian cow died, the defense power was greatly weakened. Otherwise, it was also a big difficulty to take out its monster core.

"Hang!"

A roaring sky roared from afar, Yan Li secretly called badly, it must be another barbarian cow.

He put up all his strength, broke the head of the barbarian bull, took out the core of the monster, and threw it into the backpack, quickly flashed people. The battle with the barbarian bull just now seemed relaxed, but it consumed a lot of his physical strength. At the same time, There was a huge noise, which should have attracted the attention of other monsters.

Therefore, even if he can kill another barbarian cow with repetitive tricks, he can't take this risk, otherwise, if he is surrounded by a group of second-level and third-level monsters, he can't fly even if he inserts his wings.

After a few flashes, Yanli disappeared into the jungle. When he left less than a few breaths, the leaving barbarian cow came back, and when it saw another dead barbarian cow, he couldn't help but howl.

Yan ran out of dozens of miles in one breath, then looked back and found that there were no other monsters catching up, and then quickly climbed a big tree, and took out the core of the monster monster from the package. .

The core of the Barbarian Bull is dark yellow, and its volume is much larger than that of the first-level monster. After a little recovery of physical strength, he entered meditation.

"God! There are as many as one hundred and fifty particles in the inner core of the wild armor!"

Yan Li couldn't help but be excited, and quickly ran the Hunyuan Sutra to absorb the Hunyuan particles in the core of the Manchurian Cow. For a while, the Hengyuan vigor in Dantian increased by more than one-third.

Subsequently, he took out the cores of the remaining ten or more first-level monsters and absorbed them one by one.

After doing all of this, it is already an hour. After calculating, he has been in the trial forest for more than a day, but the harvest is also gratifying. The total amount of Hengyuan in his Dantian is as much as 500 particles, enough to support He issued five attacks.

"It's time to go out!"

Yan Li secretly said, because he sensed that, after some battle with Manjia Niu, his vitality in Dantian was already condensing into Qihai.

Qihai is the symbol of the warriors of Yuan Realm. Once the Qihai is condensed, the Qihai can produce a more advanced and pure energy-true qi!

The martial arts in Yuan Realm are divided into Ningyuan, Shenyuan, and Poyuan.

Once the warrior was promoted to Yuan Realm, it was definitely a great leap forward. At the same time, the Martial Warrior of Yuan Realm was also the object of solicitation by major families.

Two hours later, Yanli walked out of the trial forest, but did not return to his residence immediately, but went straight to the Hall of Merit.

Entering the trial forest this time, he slashed a total of 27 first-level monsters and one second-level monster. The core of the monster can be used in exchange for merit points.

The arrival of Yanli did not attract the attention of others. After all, he was just an outside disciple.

The deacon in the Hall of Merit is an old man in his 60s. He smiles and looks kind. In addition to the profession of disciple, there are various management professions in Dahuang Palace. Deacon is one of them.

In addition to the deacon, there are law enforcement teams and elders.

If you want to serve as a deacon, you must first have a certain cultivation practice. For example, the deacon of the Hall of Merit, the cultivation practice must reach the breaking point.

"Yanli, a disciple outside, has seen Deacon Sheng."

After Yanli stepped into the hall, he stepped forward and saluted the old deacon.

"Well! Take it out." Sheng Chengfeng glanced at the backpack behind Yan Li and said indifferently.

"Wow!"

A series of monster backpacks of various colors poured out.

Suddenly, Yan Li took the flower in front of him, and with one hand, he took away the monster beast core from the 28 monster beast cores.

Sheng Chengfeng took a careful look at the core of the barbarian cow for a while, and couldn't help but look at Yanli "You killed the barbarian cow?"

Yan Li has long thought about the word "disciples have good luck and encountered an injured barbarian cow in the trial forest."

Sheng Chengfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he shot a sharp light. His momentum suddenly became fierce. It seemed to see through whether Yan Li lied.

After seeing it for a long while, Sheng Chengfeng couldn't see anything, withdrawn his gaze, and restored the old man's appearance again.

"The barbarian cow core gives you 10 points of merit, the core of other first-level monsters, and three points of merit for each sister. What do you think?"

Yanli nodded and said, "It's fair, the disciple has no opinion!"

"Well, take out your identity token!"

"it is good!"

After exchanging merit points, Yanli walked to the outer courtyard after he said goodbye to Sheng Chengfeng.

"It's too much to deceive people! Can inner disciples just bully outside disciples?"

Yan Li had just walked to the door of his courtyard and heard an angry voice coming from it. It should be Lin Wu.

"Hey, forget it! People are disciples of the inner door, not we can provoke it! By the way, if Brother Yan returns, don't tell him about it!"

This time it was Xue Zhan who was full of unwillingness and helplessness.

Hearing this, Yan left the door and entered the courtyard. Xue Zhan's face was swollen and Lin Wulin was standing next to him. Situ Xue and Yao Ling were helping him deal with his injuries.

"Brother Yan, you... you're back!" Seeing Yanli, Xue Zhan was a little flustered, and he subconsciously blocked the injury on his face.