I level up from the mirror

The breath escaping from Pan Zhu's body transformed into the appearance of a giant in the air.

Feng Yun observed carefully and found that this giant looked similar to the mountain god, but he only had the characteristics of the argali tribe, not the white bear tribe.

"Mountain God Shadow·Open Mountain Crash!"

Under Panzhu's control, the phantom of the mountain god lay on the ground, and the two horns on its head expanded rapidly.

Then the limbs of the phantom of the mountain god swung quickly, and hit Feng Yun at an extremely fast speed..

Feng Yun floated motionless in mid-air. He closed his eyes and began to mobilize the first magical power in his body.

Soon Feng Yun grasped the key, opened his eyes, took out the Guixu Sword and held it in his hand. , slowly raised above the head

"destroy!"

Feng Yun slashed out with a sword, which contained a trace of supernatural power. After all, he was only dealing with a half-step ninth-level opponent, so he didn't need to use too much power. The invisible slash fell on the attacking mountain god and wiped him out instantly. Er Jing.

The magical power of destruction continued to advance after destroying the illusory mountain god, and finally fell on Panzhudi and began to destroy his body.

"ah!"

Panzhu let out a very shrill scream. He tried to use the spiritual power in his body to stop the body from collapsing, but it was completely useless. The destructive magical power disappeared after destroying half of Panzhu's body. After all, Feng Yun didn't use too much power this time, and he didn't want to kill Pan Zhu either.

"General Panzhu! General Panzhu!"

The few soldiers who followed Panzhu at first did not participate in the battle, so they are still awake. When they saw that half of Panzhu's body was destroyed, they screamed in horror.

These soldiers wanted to go over to check Pan Zhu's physical condition, but due to the pressure of Feng Yun in the sky, they did not dare to act.

"Take your general back for treatment quickly, otherwise he will really die here."

Feng Yun looked at the soldiers and said with a smile.

After hearing Feng Yun's words, the soldiers still did not dare to take any action, for fear that if they moved even one step, they would die in Feng Yun's hands.

"Don't be afraid, I won't do anything again, just go ahead and save people."

Seeing that those people didn't take any action, Feng Yun collected his aura and promised not to take action.

Finally, a bolder person took a step forward. He was not attacked by Feng Yun and looked at him in fear. After glancing at Feng Yun in the sky, he ran towards the place where Pan Zhu fell.

"General, we are here, you must hold on!"

The remaining soldiers saw that the former leader was not attacked by Feng Yun, so they hurriedly ran over.

At this time, Pan Zhu, who had lost half of his body, had returned to his human form. After all, he is a strong man at the peak of the eighth level, and he is still Retain a trace of vitality

"Quick, elixir, get the elixir!"

"Hemostatic grass, hemostatic grass!"

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The soldiers panicked and gave emergency treatment to the injured Panzhu. Then a soldier transformed into his true form as an argali, put Panzhu on his back and ran towards the distance.

"Just wait for me, you guy, our argali family won’t let you go!"

The last soldier didn't forget to say a harsh word, and fled in a hurry after saying that.

Feng Yun fell to the ground after seeing them all leave, sat down and waited quietly.

Feng Yun certainly didn't take Pan because of his kindness. Zhu let him go, and Panzhu was a bait for him. He wanted to use this bait to catch the big fish in the argali clan.

After all, Panzhu has the eighth level of peak strength, and his status in the argali clan should not be low. , now that he was taken back after being seriously injured, it will definitely attract the attention of the higher-ups in the Argali clan. The Argali clan will most likely send stronger people to avenge Panzhu, and Feng Yun can catch him if he defeats that person. If bigger fish come out, sooner or later they will come into contact with the flames of the argali clan.

Therefore, what Feng Yun has to do now is to wait here slowly, waiting for the people from the argali clan to come over, and also waiting for Chu Chenxing who is in the secret realm After a while , a group of Argali soldiers ran over, but Feng Yun didn't even look at them. After all, the strongest one among them was only at the sixth level.

Naturally, these people didn't come here to cause trouble for Feng Yun. , but took away all the previously unconscious soldiers.

Of course, these people did not forget to give Feng Yun a harsh word before leaving.

Feng Yun had no intention of caring about them, after all, killing those shrimp soldiers and crab generals would only Wasting his spiritual power.

At this time, thousands of miles away on the vast plains, there was a huge tribe.

This tribe was composed of countless houses that were almost identical in appearance. The roofs of those houses were all made of fiery red stone. They are made of huge horn-shaped carvings. The only difference between these houses is their size. There are no specially built streets in this tribe. People with red skin and huge horns on their heads walk between the houses.

They He had a broad sword on his waist, and seemed to be on patrol.

In the center of the tribe was the largest house. There were also guards standing outside the house, and a powerful aura was faintly exuding from the house. There were people everywhere in the house. It was full of burning torches, but the room was not illuminated by the fire and was still a little dark.

The room was arranged like a hall. There was a very gorgeous seat in the center of the front, and a figure exuding a powerful aura sat slumped on it..

There are three seats placed on both sides below, and there is a person sitting on each seat. Although the aura of these people is not as good as that of the person on the main seat, they are still very powerful. At this time, a servant A handsome-looking strong man walked in with a brazier in his arms and placed the brazier in the center of the hall. The flames in the brazier burned vigorously. After the flames floated into the air, a line of strange words appeared. After staying for a moment, the brazier disappeared. The flame in it was extinguished.

This should be the method used by the argali tribe to convey information.

"What? Something happened to Zhuer!"

A tall man sitting at the end of the hall stood up after seeing that line of text, his voice was very irritable.

"Pan Yan, calm down."

The slumped figure on the main seat made a very old voice.

"Patriarch, my brother was injured like that!"

The tall man named Pan Yan argued, but he still sat down honestly.

"Don't worry yet, Panzhu was injured by the human race, but we haven't been to the human race here for a long time."

The patriarch, who was slumped on the main seat, stood up straight and his voice became serious.

"Yes, a hundred years ago, Chu Yuanshan, the master of the Treasure Pavilion, was repulsed by you, the clan leader, and no human race ever came here again." said the man sitting on the seat closest to the main seat.