"Jade Rabbit!"

Seeing the banshee's figure, Wang Yuan recognized it.

There are not many types of monsters that can practice Yin-attributed martial arts and magic, and Jade Rabbit is undoubtedly one of them. However, Jade Rabbit is also divided into several types, and I don’t know which of them are.

The banshee showed some of her body.

The people watching the battle around immediately became excited.

"This is July real person."

"Jiyue Zhenren from Chenyuan Immortal Sect, hahaha, it seems that I am the right person this time, and this human will definitely lose."

...

Wang Yuan heard this and felt something was wrong.

Sure enough, the banshee's long ears floated up, emitting dazzling moonlight. The moonlight rose and surrounded it.

"Today, I will kill you!"

The Banshee spoke.

Then... the moonlight rose, and in an instant, more than a dozen banshees were added around.

"Is this a clone technique?"

Wang Yuan frowned slightly.

The clone technique is usually very weak.

It is impossible for several clones to have the strength of the deity. This is the ultimate principle of heaven and earth. Even ordinary clones only play a confusing role and have no effect at all.

Therefore, almost no one practiced this clone technique.

But at this time, more than a dozen identical banshees rushed over from all directions.

Wang Yuan's lotus floated around his body, and rays of light scattered, fusing together to block the attacks of each clone, but Wang Yuan felt something was wrong among them.

In the opinion of the watcher, this clone technique is great.

But Wang Yuan could truly feel the attack of this clone technique, which was so weak that it was outrageous.

"This person... is for others to watch."

A fallacy arose in Wang Yuan's heart.

Next, Qiyue Zhenren continued to attack Wang Yuan desperately, while Wang Yuan responded in panic.

When the time was about to end, the elemental giant finally broke the impact of the magic weapon and killed it, while the real person of July retreated and admitted defeat at the right time.

From being equal to each other to admit defeat, it only took half a stick of incense sticks.

And this time, the monks and demons watching the battle began to curse.

"Isn't Qiyue Zhenren the fourth-grade golden elixir of Chenyuan Immortal Sect? Why is it so weak!"

"The late stage of the Jindan, and the early stage of the Jindan, did not win!"

...

Countless people bet that July real person won, but July real person lost.

This is an upset.

After Wang Yuan announced the result, he silently stepped down from the stage and came to the side hall.

In the side hall, the others have left.

But the banshee restrained her magic power, surrounded by a layer of moonlight, and continued to stay wherever she was.

Half an hour later, the old man in charge of the battle field of Nascent Soul came over and handed Wang Yuan a spiritual beast bag: "The Jinyang Eagle is inside, and fellow Taoists can take it away, but no matter what happens in the future, it has nothing to do with the battle field."

Wang Yuan nodded.

The magic power surged and the spirit beast bag was opened instantly.

In the spirit beast bag, eagles with golden wings were lying in it.

This monster only has a trace of breath left.

It's not far from real death.

If it weren't for the essence, blood and flesh that had to be alive to maintain a certain effect, it would probably be that the Jin Yangying would have been tortured to death by the Chenyuan Immortal Sect.

"Goodbye next!"

Wang Yuan put away the spirit beast bag, turned around and prepared to leave.

But at this time, the female cultivator spoke:

"Slow down!"

Wang Yuan frowned slightly and stopped.

July real person said:

"Fellow Daoist should use this monster to melt flesh and improve his cultivation. Since that's the case, can you exchange it with me? I have the July Ming Ling Pill here, and I believe I won't disappoint you."

As Juyue said, he took out a jade bottle.

When Wang Yuan heard this, his expression was gloomy and clear.

After a long time, the answer was:

"Forget it. Fellow Daoist July has this pill, why bother to fight with me again? This monster is useful to me!"

After saying that, Wang Yuan left without looking back.

After Wang Yuan left, the face of Qiyue Real Person became extremely ugly:

"Hmph, a human race in the early stage of the Golden Pill really thinks I am no match for him."

The old man in the Nascent Soul stage next to him smiled and said:

"Why should the real person get angry? The eighth city cannot do anything, but who can tell the truth after leaving this city? Anyway, we have made enough money this time."

After hearing this, real person from July nodded.

This time it was like giving in.

The rumors before the game, plus the fact that countless demons and human races took action at the beginning of the game, the group of July Real People and their group had already made a lot of money.

There are at least 700 to 800 million spirit stones.

There are two simple magic weapons.

This can't be moved.

However, Qiyue Zhenren was still envious of the essence and blood of the Golden Yang Eagle.

To practice the ultimate Yin path, the lonely Yin does not grow long, and it needs to be counteracted with pure Yang objects. The natal essence and blood of this monster is undoubtedly the most suitable.

...

Back to the cave.

After Wang Yuan closed the formation, he immediately took the small iron out of the spirit beast bag.

Xiao Tie was extremely miserable at this time.

The golden feathers on his body have been stripped down one by one.

And it seems that it has been pulled more than once.

Even the flesh and blood on his body were hollowed out more than once.

"Feathers and flesh are both extremely special spiritual materials. Xiao Iron's bloodline is special and has extremely high value. But how much hatred is it to do this."

Wang Yuan couldn't hide his anger in his heart.

Putting Xiao Tie down, Wang Yuan took out more than ten pills from the storage bracelet, melted them with magic power in turn, and slowly injected them into Xiao Tie's body.

Soon, Xiao Tie's body slowly recovered and his feathers began to grow slowly.

These elixirs were obtained by Wang Yuan killing other monks over the years.

The value is amazing.

Each one is taken out with millions of spirit stones, and a few are precious, such as the one given by the senior brother of the sect, which is worth tens of millions of spirit stones.

In this moment, seven or eight thousand spirit stones were consumed.

Unfortunately, after the body recovered a little, the soul showed no sign of awakening.

"The injuries on the body can be recovered slowly, but the soul cannot do it. The injuries on the soul are the most troublesome. I need to use pills to help, but I can't help it."

Wang Yuan was a little helpless.

Before leaving, the senior brother of the sect gave Wang Yuan three pills.

It would be fine if Wang Yuan had already used it.

Otherwise, Xiao Tie's injuries would not have recovered so quickly.
To be continued...