But Tang Yun was different. It was his instinct to consider the worst outcome. When he realized that the tiger's head was in front of him, he had already begun to analyze the dangers.

Even with his current strength, he feels a little frightened when facing the tiger head. This shows that the danger is absolutely terrible, and according to his temperament, he will never take risks.

So Tang Yun broke away from her hand neatly and took half a step back, the expression on his face was self-evident.

If you want to go, you can go, but I won’t go.

Anyway, he has said before that he won't ask for anything this time. Since there is no benefit, is it possible to ask Tang Yun to contribute? I'm afraid he is not thinking about it.

Yan Fang was unhappy when she saw this, but she didn't force him too much. She just told Tang Yun to stay here. She raised her sword and flew towards the tiger's head, obviously trying to get something out of the fire.

"Bon voyage." Tang Yun muttered secretly, took a few steps back, cut a stone stool and sat down to rest.

But before his butt could warm the stool, he heard a sudden loud rumble from outside, accompanied by the faint shouts of the warriors' frightened and angry shouts.

Then the ground began to tremble, and pieces of gravel fell overhead. This huge mountain seemed to have a tendency to collapse, as if Buzhou Mountain had been knocked down by Gonggong.

"What the hell..." Tang Yun's expression changed drastically. What did those guys outside do? What happened...

As soon as this thought came to his mind, his footing became unstable, the passage collapsed, and then the clear and crisp eagle whistle reached his ears, and a large gloomy wind surged over like a rolling wave.

"Remaining soul?"

Tang Yun's eyelids twitched, and he unsheathed Ming Ya with his backhand. He immediately split all the obstacles in front of him with a sword, splitting the billowing wind into two. He stepped out in the air with his body movement, and in an instant he rushed out of the mountain and reached the mid-air, looking down from above.

below.

He didn't know when, but dark clouds like gray cloth had condensed under his feet. From a distance, they looked like a roc spreading its wings, with a faintly glowing skeleton inside, crashing towards Hutoushan Mountain like a dead man.

Tang Yun secretly clicked his tongue when he saw it, and was very surprised: "What kind of hatred or grudge do these two have? Are they so obsessed with each other after so many years of death?"

Ying Xiao's side is actually more like the resentment of countless demon clans after their death, a ghost condensed through this corpse.

On the other hand, the Tianhu side is a hybrid with the tiger head as the core, with demonic energy and a trace of residual blood as its core, and a large amount of Yin energy bound to it.

In this world, things like ghosts have always been at the bottom.

The warrior's Qi and blood are at their peak and can be ignored.

The demonic energy is as dark as the abyss and can be ignored.

The monster's bloodline is powerful and can be ignored.

So... ghosts are very miserable, and they only bully mortals who are weak in energy and blood, or work as errands for some big bosses.

Even if a ghost king who has been cultivating for n years has just come out of the mountain and enters the city by mistake, he will be directly beaten to ashes by the blood of the spirit of the sky. This situation is not too rare.

Therefore, it may seem that the remnant soul of the Eagle Owl has extraordinary momentum, but in fact it is still a level lower than the Tiger Head. The biggest difference is the remaining trace of the demon bloodline in the Tiger Head.

The collision between the two monsters was enough to cause the earth to shatter.

Tang Yun looked down through the clouds. Although the warrior's Qi and blood were strong, the resentment was too strong. In addition, he was caught off guard and was not vigilant. Although there were no serious casualties, the low-level ones were still affected to some extent.

The biggest impact is that one's consciousness is hazy, wrapped in many illusions, and then one makes all kinds of regretful actions.

For example, if you see a monster in an illusion and fight it subconsciously, the monster is actually a companion, but your consciousness is affected and you see it as a monster.

It didn't matter whether these people lived or died, but they couldn't die without value. Tang Yun would rather they die in the hands of monsters, which would at least consume some of their demonic energy. As for the current fight to the death between these two people, it was not worth the sacrifice.

Seeing him shoot out with his backhand, the Bei Feng Zhen Qi condensed, and the gilded gold crisscrossed in a criss-cross direction. In a short time, it turned into a huge handprint of tens of feet, and he pressed down on the remaining soul of Ying Owl from a high position.

collapse!

Following a soft drink, Yan Fang's tall figure suddenly appeared in the rubble. The sharp sword in her palm burst out with boundless evil energy, and a sonic boom erupted around her body. Then the tiger's head broke through the mountain belly, and it opened its bloody mouth and chased after her to tear her apart.
Chapter completed!