Chapter 42 Power Type War Blue-Horn Mad Cow

Soon, Ye Yang brought his spiritual pet to the foot of the mountain.

They ran directly in the direction of the battle just now, and not long after, they saw a seriously injured person falling to the ground.

Opposite that person is a pet of war.

Ye Yang could see at a glance that it was a mature 9th-level battle pet with a 7th-level bloodline, a mad cow with green horns.

A powerful fighting spirit.

However, at this moment, the mad cow with green horns fell to the ground, a huge skeleton was opened on its body, and bright red blood was still flowing.

The cow's eyes were also blood-red and looked very terrifying.

Seeing this scene, Ye Yang's face suddenly sank.

No matter how you look at it?

This blue-horned mad cow doesn't look like a wild spirit beast.

Wild spirit beasts will never give people a feeling of being contracted.

And this mad cow with green horns is obviously already contracted.

So that is to say, this seriously injured, dying person is the owner of this pet?

"What did they encounter?"

Ye Yang had a doubt in his heart.

To be able to make such a battle spiritist and his battle pets like this is definitely not an ordinary thing.

"Be careful, there may be powerful spirit beasts around."

Ye Yang alertly reminded Pika and Dilumon.

Then, slowly leaned over.

He came to the seriously injured man. The man was on the verge of death at the moment. Seeing Ye Yang, he hesitated and said something.

"Hurry up... let's go, pass... inform the Federation, black... black..."

The seriously injured man struggled to speak, and his breathing gradually weakened.

Even though Ye Yang wanted to use his spiritual energy to save the man, a cold killing intent flashed behind him.

"call out!"

Suddenly, a burst of wind struck.

Immediately afterwards, a flying knife flew out from a jungle.

Ye Yang turned around quickly, and spread his hands to grab the flying knife.

But as soon as he shot, he immediately shrank back, and as soon as he got dressed, he avoided the flying knife.

"Bang!"

The flying knife was inserted into a tree, and immediately saw bursts of black smoke from the trunk of the tree, corroded by the toxin on the flying knife.

Ye Yang's brows wrinkled, his eyes turned, he looked at the woods shot by the flying knife, his fists clenched tightly.

If he hadn't reacted, I'm afraid he would have died just now.

"Why do you hide behind and sneak around? Don't you dare to see anyone? Come out, you can't leave."

Ye Yang shouted to the woods.

He can now conclude that the people and pets lying on the ground did not encounter any ferocious spirit beasts.

Rather, humans.

"Bad looking for death, don't you know that meddling in business will have tragic consequences?"

As soon as Ye Yang's voice fell, a man with a black smiley mask walked out from behind a big tree in the jungle.

"Who are you? Are you embarrassed?"

Ye Yang looked at the man with the black smiling face and said coldly.

Although curiosity killed the cat, it was also his fault for running over to watch the fun when he bumped into it.

But the man in front of him really wanted to kill him just now.

Ye Yang, will never let this guy go.

Although he is not a good person, he will not be kind enough to take risks to save irrelevant people.

But if someone wants to kill himself, he cannot be forgiven.

"Boy, I'll make you regret coming here to watch the fun."

The man in the black smiley mask smiled coldly, and suddenly a strange seal formed in his hand.

Ye Yang took a closer look, it was not a seal that summoned a pet.

what is that?