Beast Taming and Immortal Cultivation: Starting from Mountain Chasing

Wang Yuyuan's magical sword was extremely fast, its blade gleaming with a cold light and carrying a sharp sword aura as it headed straight for the little black tiger.

The little black tiger was pouncing on the black sable, ready to deliver a fatal blow, when it suddenly felt a chill run down its spine.

The little black tiger suddenly turned around and saw a sword light arrive in an instant, heading straight for its body. The little black tiger quickly dodged.

But the spirit sword was too fast, arriving in an instant and piercing the light membrane on the little black tiger's body.

The spirit sword pierced the light membrane with a dull thud, causing the light membrane to flicker violently, but it did not shatter.

Xiao Hei was knocked back several meters by the terrifying force of the spirit sword, but he was not injured because of the protective light membrane on his body.

"Damn it, it's a Divine Shield Talisman." Wang Yuyuan's face was extremely ugly. The one on Black Tiger's body was a Divine Shield Talisman light membrane, and the one on Chen Changqing's body was also most likely a Divine Shield Talisman light membrane.

A chill ran through Wang Yuyuan's heart.

With Mo Diao severely injured and the opponent protected by a divine shield talisman, both Black Tiger and Chen Changqing possessed exceptionally fierce combat power.

We must rescue the sable as soon as possible and leave quickly.

Otherwise, you might die.

"Awoo!" The little black tiger growled, a fierce glint flashing in its eyes, and pounced on the black sable again.

Wang Yuyuan controlled the magical sword, which drew a cold light in the air and attacked the little black tiger again.

The little black tiger moved nimbly, dodging quickly as the spirit sword grazed its body, creating a sharp whistling sound.

However, the spirit sword did not stop, but quickly changed direction and stabbed at the little black tiger again.

The little black tiger was stabbed back once again, but it pounced on the black sable at lightning speed once more.

"Damn Black Tiger."

Wang Yuyuan's face was grim; he hadn't expected the black tiger to be so terrifyingly fast.

He was forced to use all his strength to control the spirit sword, which allowed him to repel it time and time again.

Wang Yuyuan wielded his spirit sword, moving towards the black sable while simultaneously taking out a divine shield talisman and rapidly infusing it with magical power.

Mo Diao was ambushed and seriously injured, and his condition is now critical. He must use the Divine Shield Talisman to protect him as soon as possible.

As long as he protects it, he can rescue it and take it away.

While Wang Yuyuan was battling Xiao Hei with his spirit sword, Chen Changqing was not idle either.

His magical power surged rapidly into the Yin Thunder Talisman, activating it in an instant. The runes on the talisman shimmered with a dark light.

The Yin Thunder Talisman instantly transformed into a jet-black bolt of lightning, accompanied by a piercing thunderous roar, and shot towards the Black Sable at lightning speed.

Wang Yuyuan's eyes widened in fury, and his magical power surged as he lunged forward, preparing to block the attack.

He possessed a defensive artifact, which he activated when he jumped down from the tree. A layer of light appeared on the artifact, enveloping his entire body within it.

The Yin Thunder Talisman shot at him, but it couldn't harm him.

However, the Yin Lightning was too fast, arriving in an instant and striking the already severely injured Mo Diao.

"boom......"

The sable was struck by the Yin Thunder Talisman, and black arcs of electricity coiled around its body like venomous snakes, making a "sizzling" sound.

Its fur had long been charred by lightning, and its skin was covered with charred cracks. Fresh blood kept seeping from the wounds, mixed with the smell of burning, filling the air.

The sable's body convulsed violently, its limbs struggling weakly, clearly indicating that it had suffered extremely serious injuries.

"Damn it." Wang Yuyuan's eyes widened in horror, and at the same time, a deep fear surged in his heart. He unleashed his spiritual power and poured it into the Divine Shield Talisman, as he had to protect the Ink Sable.

But at that moment, he had no energy to control the spirit sword to deal with the little black tiger.

"Whoosh..."

Seizing the opportunity, the little black tiger pounced on the black sable like a black lightning bolt.

Its claws, sharp as steel knives, slammed down on the sable's head with a sharp whistling sound.

"Bang..."

The sable's head was instantly torn apart by the little black tiger's sharp claws, and blood gushed out, staining the ground red.

The sable let out a shrill scream, its body suddenly stiffened, then went completely limp and remained motionless.

Its eyes were wide open, its pupils filled with pain and resentment, but the breath of life had completely dissipated.

Mo Diao died.

At the same time, Wang Yuyuan felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

The Black Sable was Wang Yuyuan's contracted spirit beast, connected to his soul. Its death instantly dealt a severe blow to Wang Yuyuan's soul, as if a sharp knife was violently churning within his spirit.

His mind went blank, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Soon, Wang Yuyuan's eyes became dull, as if he had lost all his spirit. He froze on the spot, and even the magic weapon spirit sword in his hand lost control and fell to the ground.

His spiritual energy was disordered, and without the spiritual energy to support his defensive magic artifact, the light membrane it formed quietly dissipated.

Without hesitation, Chen Changqing drew the Dragon Tendon Treasure Bow to its full extent, and the arrow, with a whooshing sound, headed straight for Wang Yuyuan's throat.

"Whoosh!"

The arrow pierced Wang Yuyuan's throat in an instant, and blood gushed out.

He clutched his neck tightly, blood oozing from his fingers and spurting from his mouth.

The little black tiger let out a low growl and pounced on Wang Yuyuan like a shadow, slapping Wang Yuyuan on the head with one paw.

The slap was just the right amount of force; enough to kill someone, but not enough to splatter their brains everywhere.

Clearly, they gained experience from photographing pigs during this period.

Wang Yuyuan's body was knocked to the ground.

His bloodied mouth opened and closed as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he could only let out a silent groan before collapsing heavily to the ground, lifeless.

The souls of Mo Diao and Wang Yuyuan were absorbed into the Soul-Devouring Creation Black Lotus.

Chen Changqing took a deep breath, a hint of lingering fear flashing in his eyes.

A Qi Refining Level 4 cultivator and a Lesser Demon Level 6 contracted spirit beast.

If the opponent launches a strong attack, he and Xiao Hei won't be able to hold out for very long.

Fortunately, the other side chose to launch a sneak attack.

Fearing they might sense the spiritual energy, Mo Diao didn't activate the spiritual energy shield immediately, giving him the opportunity to activate the Yin Thunder Talisman and launch a sneak attack.

Suppressing his lingering fear, Chen Changqing quickly calmed down.

He knew that now was not the time for sentimentality; he had to deal with the situation as quickly as possible to avoid causing unnecessary trouble.

Chen Changqing stepped forward and carefully examined the other person's face; it turned out to be Wang Yuyuan.

Wang Yuyao's older brother, Wang Yuyuan.

I had met my predecessor a few times before.

Chen Changqing frowned slightly.

Wang Yuyuan.

This is the ninth son of Wang Yunfeng of the Wang Clan of Immortals.

Wang Yunfeng is a beast-taming immortal at the seventh level of Qi Refining, and he has a contracted spirit beast, the Black Sable, with a cultivation level of the ninth level.

If Wang Yunfeng knew that he had killed Wang Yunfeng's son, Wang Yunfeng would definitely not let him go.

but.

The battle that just took place.

The duration is extremely short.

From the moment Chen Changqing shot out the Yin Thunder Talisman to the moment Little Black Tiger smashed the black-clad man's head, less than two breaths had passed.

Moreover, the commotion wasn't very loud, and his house was located at the northernmost part of Sanhe Town, with his nearest neighbors only a dozen meters to the south.

Very few people noticed the commotion.

At that moment, Fang Rongrong's voice came from the side room: "Changqing, what happened?"

She was just fast asleep when she was woken up by Xiao Hei's low growls and thumping sounds.