Killing Evolution From a Sword

When Mond heard Norman's words, Lang laughed: "That's right!"

"A powerful coercion that acts on the soul!"

"Very good. Now this sword has become stronger. With this sword, third-rank intermediate and even third-rank high-level demigods are no longer my opponents!"

Mond looked at the Soulshang in his hand, his eyes were full of joy.

Ye Fan was manipulating the magic sword at this moment, trembling slightly, and restrained the effect of the passive skill Hun Shang.

Let Norman, an old magician, feel better!

Norman can burst out magic, allowing himself to harvest more evolutionary points and energy!

It's kind of useful!

buzz buzz --

Mond felt the buzzing and echoing from the long sword in his hand, and was even more happy: "Look, this sword is very spiritual, and it actually responded to my words!"

At this moment, Norman also felt much better.

He nodded: "My lord, as long as this sword can be used by us, it can quickly increase your strength and influence!"

Mond hung Soulshang back on his waist, patted Norman on the shoulder, and said, "Let's go, let's go and see the harvest, hahaha!"

Norman rubbed his slightly sore shoulders, grinned helplessly, nodded in agreement, and followed Mond's footsteps.

The two first went back to the animal pen to look at the blood-eyed black tiger.

In the animal pen full of blood and corpses, the blood-eyed black tiger locked in an iron cage seemed very restless under the stimulation of the strong smell of blood.

"Ho Ho Ho Ho—"

It kept letting out low growls, and its blood-red tiger eyes looked even more ferocious and bloodthirsty.

The fierce tiger's might is constantly exuding from his body.

The huge body kept hitting the cage with bang bang bang bang.

When Mond and Norman came in, seeing this scene, Mond smiled faintly.

He stepped forward.

The blood-eyed black tiger looked at Mond's figure.

At the beginning, the tiger's eyes were full of fierceness, but soon it felt a very strong soul coercion.

The eyes of the blood-pupiled black tiger quickly fixed on the long sword of Soulshang on Mond's waist.

Ye Fan saw Hei Hu watching him.

Hehe, this beast has a keen sense!

A look of fear quickly appeared in the eyes of the blood-eyed black tiger.

As Mond walked in, it felt that the powerful coercion acting on the soul was getting stronger and stronger, and it was a little out of breath.

Mond came to the cage.

He looked at the blood-eyed black tiger who retreated to the back of the iron cage, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The crimson lava power on Mond's body burst out.

The crimson light continued to surge.

And it has a very strong momentum, which also exudes.

The demigod-level coercion that had just been promoted to the junior level of the third rank surged out.

The eyes of the blood-eyed black tiger fell on Mond at this moment.

He felt that this human being also had an aura of power that made his heart palpitate.

Powerful humans, and a strange magic sword!

In the eyes of the blood-pupiled black tiger, there was a touch of human vigilance.

The second-rank high-level demon tiger already has a not-so-weak mind.

Seeing this scene, Mond smiled slightly: "Old man, it seems that this black tiger still has a lot of wisdom!"

The old magician Norman also saw the eyes of the blood-eyed black tiger, and responded: "Yes, my lord, it will be easier to subdue it this way!"

"And the combat strength and potential of this blood-eyed black tiger will be even stronger!"

Mond nodded slightly.

On his right hand, a crimson light of divine power bloomed directly.

Blast out with one punch!

With a bang, Mond slammed directly on the cage.

The powerful force immediately shattered the iron cage.

The blood-eyed black tiger saw the cage with a big hole in it, and a hint of ferocity and ferocity flashed in the tiger's eyes.

But soon, the aura from Mond, who was standing in the gap, immediately brought the blood-eyed black tiger back to his senses.

Mond looked straight into the scarlet tiger eyes, and said lightly, "I give you two choices!"

"One is to be my mount!"

"There is one more, die!"

Meng De casually held a sword flower in his hand, the crimson sword light on Soul Ware was as hot as a flame, and as murderous as ice.

A sword light pierced out, and immediately drew a long and narrow gully on the ground.

The blood-eyed black tiger lowered its huge head very knowledgeable about current affairs.

"Ohohoho—"

It growled softly, lowered its body, and prostrated itself in front of Mond.

Mond's hands formed complex and mysterious handprints of divine power.

The handprints of divine power are condensed into a contract of divine power.

Finally, a crimson contract emerged from Mond's hand.

This is the mount contract.

Mond printed the mount contract directly on the forehead of the blood-eyed black tiger.

In Heihu's scarlet eyes, the light of the mount contract flashed away.

Soon, a very clear soul was sensed in Mond's mind.

After signing the mount contract, he could simply feel some emotions and thoughts of the blood-eyed black tiger.

Similarly, Mond can also convey more specific and complex orders through consciousness, so that the blood-eyed black tiger can understand.

Ye Fan could also feel the consciousness of the blood-eyed black tiger.

In the consciousness of this devil tiger, there was a very obvious fear of Soulshang.

However, after signing the mount contract, the blood-eyed black tiger who carried part of Mond's soul breath suddenly felt a lot less pressure on his body.

The black tiger came out of the iron cage, and squatted down beside Mond.

Mond stepped up.

Sitting on top of the blood-eyed black tiger, Mond looked majestic and domineering.

He said to Norman, "Let's go, old man!"

"Let's go see the other slaves!"

Norman added a lightness technique to himself, caught up with Heihu's footsteps, and followed behind Mond.

The two circled around and soon released all the slaves.

There are about a thousand slaves in the camp, and the composition is very complicated.

Some of them were restless, their eyeballs were rolling around, and they were about to run away when they lifted their feet.

Mond directly let the bloody black tiger go out, killed four or five, and after killing chickens and monkeys, he settled down.

About a thousand slaves stood in the open space of the camp, staring at Mond one after another.

There is only fear in the eyes of a very small number of people, while others are dignified.

They looked at the huge and brutal blood-eyed black tiger.

Even the mount is so powerful and tyrannical, so as the master, Mond's strength is self-evident.

Moreover, many slaves can see that Norman's characteristic of constantly resonating with the elements of the surrounding world is the characteristic of a magician.

A powerful warrior, a magician, and a bloody and ferocious beast mount.

Such a combination, just a little more effort, is enough to kill all the slaves present!