This holy beast is also quite depressed. He has this kid on his back, and his cultivation level doesn't seem to be very strong, but his ability to move as fast as a mountain is too powerful.

I almost fell down from exhaustion, but he didn't move at all.

And it feels that even if it continues to fight for its life, Qincheng will not fall down.

A puff of water vapor spurted out of the nose.

Soon, the unwillingness in the heart of this holy beast was diluted, and his heart turned into worship of his master.

This is the case with the holy beast. Once it is tamed by a monk, it will immediately develop a good impression. From then on, it will be completely loyal. No matter how strong other monks are, they will not recognize the master again.

"This guy is done with it."

Feeling the spirit beast under him, it let out a low cry and felt much calmer. Qin Cheng also breathed a sigh of relief and flew down from the holy beast.

Although this journey seemed easy to outsiders, the actual process was quite difficult and dangerous. After all, he only watched the method taught by Ruyi Immortal Lord once, and had no chance to train. He started to tame it directly, and also met a purple-striped holy beast.

When the spirit beast saw Qin Cheng floating next to him, it immediately let out a clear cry, swam over and stuck out its tongue, licking Qin Cheng's palm.

Qin Cheng smiled and touched its wrinkled head.

Then, he casually took out a piece of fairy grass and threw it to the holy beast.

The holy beast swallowed it in one gulp and let out another cry of joy.

He was shaking his head and tail at the same time, seeming quite impatient.

"This is about finding a treasure for me."

Qin Cheng thought to himself that a holy beast recognizing its master is just like a human monk seeking a master. He must give a gift to feel at ease.

This is also the strange thing about the holy beast. It has become a monk's mount, but it still feels very glorious.

Perhaps this thing is a race that completely worships humans.

Although the holy beast cannot speak, it can sense some information. Qin Cheng touched the head of the holy beast and sent a message to it. The spiritual beast immediately screamed and dived into the sea of ​​ghosts.

On the immortal boat, everyone was also surprised.

When Qin Cheng fell on the purple-striped holy beast, they all thought it must be a failure. However, they didn't expect that Qin Cheng's body skills were so good. They thought they would be thrown down several times. But Qin Cheng didn't have any flaws.

"This brother is awesome, I am impressed by Mao Jun." The bald man from the Southern Region Beast Control Sect also praised: "This beast control body technique is also at the elder level in my Beast Control Sect."

"So strong? It doesn't seem like much." Everyone was puzzled.

It is indeed not easy for Qin Cheng to tame the holy beast, but from this it can be seen that Qin Cheng has the strength of the elders of the Beast Control Sect?

"You are laymen, of course you don't know the ropes."

Mao Jun shook his head and said: "I have noticed that this brother has completely mastered the swimming habits and patterns of the holy beast, even the time of exertion, including the subtle changes in the body. This is how he can remain motionless and not fall. This ability

I admire your eyesight very much."

The cultivators were also stunned. Indeed, Qin Cheng had tamed a spiritual beast for the first time and was able to understand this holy beast so well. It was indeed not easy.

"Indeed." Li Chong also said: "My ancestors have been sailing in this Guihai Gang for seven or eight generations. We have encountered this holy beast more than a dozen times. But ordinary holy beasts have seen many tame ones. This purple-striped beast

Holy beast, only five times in total."

"Seven or eight generations, maybe thousands of years. Only five in total?" Everyone was even more surprised.

"Then who are the other four?"

"It's difficult to name them, but there is no doubt that they all eventually became famous figures on the mainland." Li Chong clicked his tongue.

Everyone was also envious and admired.

"Brother Qin Cheng, you are awesome. I lost this time." Yue Qin flew over and said with a smile.

"Brother Yue, you're welcome. You and I are both tamed holy beasts. There is no winner or loser." Qin Cheng said modestly.

"Haha, yours is a purple-striped holy beast, stronger than mine. And to tell you the truth, I have read some ancient books before and learned a little bit about how to deal with holy beasts. This one was almost overturned. Compared to

You are far behind." Yue Qin said.

While everyone was whispering excitedly, above the fairy boat, Ye Feng's face was so dark that he almost shed tears.

What a shame.

He was the genius of the Ye family in the Northern Territory. In front of everyone, he was thrown off the purple-striped holy beast in less than ten seconds.

And this Qincheng not only lasted for time, but also tamed the spiritual beasts.

In comparison, it doesn't make me look too incompetent.

"Master Ye, this monk's method of controlling beasts is very interesting, what do you think?"

Ye Feng glanced sideways at Liang Ruoxin, who had no expression at all. He just looked at Qin Cheng, his eyes slightly moving, without any sarcasm.

"There are some tricks." Ye Feng smiled dryly. The fists shrunk in his sleeves were tightly clenched.

"None of you have tried. Then I will start."

After Qin Cheng finished trying, Huike also became interested. He asked everyone, but after waiting for a long time, no one answered. He directly put on his cassock and flew down.

"Hey, little holy beast, let me show you what I am capable of."

Facing a spiritual beast swimming over, Huike grinned, and the thick evil energy outside his body suddenly burst out.

This holy beast was originally very excited and planned to torment the bald man, but Huike fell down. The thick murderous intention like a mountain filled the air and suddenly descended on it.

This holy beast was immediately frightened. For a moment, it felt like it had entered a world like Shura hell, with blood splashing everywhere, broken limbs and arms flying around, and ghosts wailing and screaming.

What creates everything is this kind-looking devil in it.

It was suddenly frightened, its heart was beating wildly, its limbs were shaking like an electric shock, and it tried desperately to escape.

"Huh?" Huike, who was on the body, hummed.

The holy beast's heart froze, and he immediately did not dare to move.

On the immortal boat, all the monks were dumbfounded.

Huike fell down, and this originally lively holy beast became as motionless as if it were dead.

What's going on?

It was surprising enough that Qin Cheng could tame the purple-striped holy beast, but the moment this ordinary-looking monk fell down, the scene became even weirder.

This guy wouldn't trample the holy beast to death with one kick, would he?

But that's not right. Because except for the holy beast at his feet, all the other holy beasts were motionless.

When Qin Cheng saw this scene, he smiled bitterly and shook his head.

He was on the sea and felt Huike's fleeting evil aura.

Huike's evil aura. But to condense it into substance, it needs to be tested to the extent of Buddha's teachings. This holy beast has lived in the sea of ​​ghosts for a long time. Where has such a scene been seen?

"Okay. You should recognize the master." Hui Ke said impatiently after stepping on the back of the Holy Beast Turtle a few times.

"Aww." The holy beast was so frightened that he immediately let out a loud cry and quickly agreed, fearing that the god of death would do something to him.
Chapter completed!