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Name: None

Essence: Kuaishi

battle strength score: sixth grade middle grade

Growth potential: 7th grade low grade

On the top of a cliff, a huge white-haired lion is standing there, looking ahead.

The attribute panel emerges as a sixth-level middle grade monster.

“Quei lion?” Qin Ming’s first reaction when seeing this lion is that the name of this spirit is familiar.

Immediately he thought of the Southern Shu cultivator he had seen at the foot of the mountain. It seemed that the purpose of people coming to Western Mountain this time was to hunt this lion.

In the end, he was the first to find it.

The spirits above six levels are rare, and their inner core is also worth dozens of middle grade Yuanjing. Qin Ming thinks there is no reason to let others.

“Does the master want me to kill this big guy?” Jian Cao sitting on his shoulders saw Qin Ming staring at the lion, and asked.

“It’s okay.” Qin Ming said.

“Of course!” Sword grass eyes shined, and immediately floated to in midair, a flush of excitement appeared on his face.

The unabashed breath of Sword Grass also immediately alarmed the lion.

“Transform the spirit!” The spiritual wisdom of Quilion is not low. After recognizing the identity of the floating little milk baby spirit, he became very vigilant.

“Monster, pay with your life.” The little milk baby didn’t know where she learned it from, and pointed to the lion loudly and said.

Quilion’s eyes were cold, “dignified transformation spirit, why do you want to sell your life for Human Race.”

In its view, it looks like a powerful spirit that can be transformed like sword grass. Bloodline must be rare and precious, and its status among spirits is also quite high. It is not a problem at all to become a region’s Overlord, and should not be associated with humans.

“My life is bestowed by the Master, how can you understand it.” Sword Grass surged around his body, setting off an invisible strong wind.

The fierce oppression caused the lion to retreat and retreat, and the whole body’s hair roots stood up.

roar!

With a roar, it was originally the king on Western Mountain. This is the first time it has been suppressed so badly without a fight.

The sword grass stretched out his hand, and the azure ice sword was condensed in an instant. With his finger, the ice sword pierced the lion’s body through the air.

Kaishi is good at defense. Its thick hair is stronger than iron essence. However, driven by the baby, the ice sword directly pierces these hairs, and half of the sword blade plunges into the flesh and blood. .

The sword energy and cold air attached to it began to madly stir and destroy the lion within the body.

This is a complete level of suppression, coupled with the sword grass of the comprehended sword mood as the opponent, this also makes the gap between the two parties too great.

Quilion was killed in a second, and it was expected that he did not have the ability to resist.

The lion’s breath is exhausted, knowing that he will really be unable to survive if he doesn’t run, so he immediately jumped off the cliff and tried a glimmer of survival.

But unfortunately, Qin Ming is not prepared to give it this opportunity.

The wind in midair suddenly changed, and it was forcibly blew back when it jumped off.

The milk baby once again gathered an ice sword and held it in his hand, and then the huge sword light cut off the head of the lion.

“Stop!” In the distant jungle, a loud shout suddenly sounded, and dozens of breaths appeared in Qin Ming’s range of perception.

Qin Ming looked at the team led by the Southern Shu cultivator.

In a few vertical jumps, this group of cultivators arrived at this Western Mountain cliff.

Weng Peng first glanced at the beheaded quill, then his eyes fell on Qin Ming who was holding the inner core of the quill.

Quilion was the target of his trip, but he didn’t expect to be given the early bird catches the worm by others.

“This person can kill the lion alone!” one of the cultivator was surprised.

They had been following the trail of Queshi, when they suddenly heard the roar of Queshi, they moved towards here, and they found the scene before them.

As for the process of Kuishi being beheaded, they have not seen it. Compared with the little milk baby sword grass who has returned to Qin Ming, their first reaction is that Qin Ming beheaded the Kui lion.

Weng Peng was silent for a moment, and then said more politely: “This brother is very capable, I don’t know where it is.”

“I’m alone, walking around, I don’t know you. What’s the matter.” Qin Ming replied, the inner core not at all in his hand was taken back, still holding it in his hand.

Weng Peng glanced at the inner core again, and then said: “This quillion inner core is of great use to me. I would like to buy it with fifty middle grade crystals. I wonder if you can sell it in What about me.”

“Yes.” Qin Ming nodded.

The inner core of the sixth-order middle grade is generally worth about thirty to forty middle grade crystals on the market.

Some rare essences may have higher value, but they will not be higher than fifty middle grade crystals.

The price offered by Weng Peng is quite generous.

Of course, maybe Qin Ming’s strength is strong enough, otherwise this Weng Peng would not be so easy to talk.

In the wild, murdering to seize the treasures is commonplace for cultivators.

Weng Peng listened to Qin Ming’s agreement, and took out a bag of Yuanjing on the spot and threw it to Qin Ming first.

Qin Ming opened it and took a look. It was indeed fifty middle grade crystals, so he threw the inner core of the lion in his hand to Weng Peng.

For him, his inner core was meant to be sold. It is not for anyone to sell it. Anyway, it can be sold at a good price.

Weng Peng’s complexion only eased a little when the inner core of the quill was obtained.

“If there is a chance, come to my Nanshu as a guest, I will greet him personally.” Weng Peng then extended an invitation to Qin Ming.

For power families like them, for those talented cultivators they encounter, they will not miss the chance to recruit them.

Qin Ming nodded, with a polite sentence, the two conveniences are separated very harmoniously.

The envisioned with swords drawn and bows bent atmosphere not at all appeared, and the problem was solved peacefully through a transaction.

“Master Weng, since this lion has been beheaded, then we?” A cultivator who followed Weng Peng asked.

“No hurry, I still have a few pieces of information about heavenly materials and earthly treasures in my hand. If you have nothing to do with me, you can find it with me. The benefit is for everyone,” Weng Peng said.

“Okay, everything is up to the adults.” The cultivator replied.

This trip to Western Mountain, they are not willing to go back empty-handed. Naturally, they want to follow Weng Peng for some benefits.

Somewhere in the mountains, a wisp of black smoke suddenly appeared.

Along with the black smoke, several bald monks in monk robes walked out slowly.

“Today is a bit lively in the mountains.” One of the monks suddenly said with a smile and licked his dry mouth.

“Well, you are free to play, remember not to provoke people who shouldn’t be offended.” said a one-eyed elderly monk slowly.

“Well, it just so happens that I am about to break the barrier recently, and need a lot of supplements, hehe…”

Although these monks are from Buddhism, they are not at all Possess the breath of dust.

On the contrary, those dark eyes, like a poisonous snake, give people a shuddering feeling.