The next morning, Chen Feng and Zhu Zhuqing continued to move towards the territory of the Iron Ridge Golden Spear Tiger, and were not in a hurry to rush. When they encountered a suitable soul beast, they practiced their hands.

Seven days later, the two finally arrived near the territory of the Iron Ridge Golden Spear Tiger.

"Zhuqing, you're waiting for me here, I'll go over and check it out." Chen Feng said. He couldn't let the Iron Ridge Golden Spear Tiger discover them yet, so it's better for him to be alone.

"Be careful." Zhu Zhuqing nodded slightly.

Chen Feng placed his mental power perception and soon found the position of the Iron-Ring Golden Spear Tiger and sneaked over quietly.

Under a big tree embraced by several people, the Iron-Red Golden Spear Tiger was lying down below for a nap. Not far away, there were white bones, which were obviously left behind after it preyed.

Chen Feng sneaked to the nearby area and observed it secretly.

The Iron-Red Golden Spear Tiger is about seven or eight meters long and two or three meters high. Its whole body is covered with golden hair. The most strange thing is its back, a cast iron-like back, with golden spikes on its back, just like a spear tip.

"It should be more than 90,000 years, but it has reached 98,000 years."

This is good news for Chen Feng. The closer the Iron-Ring Golden Spear Tiger is to 100,000 years, the more likely it is to take the Purple Spirit Golden Flame Flower, the 100,000-year soul beast suddenly has.

Chen Feng's peeping made the Iron-Red Golden Spear Tiger notice it and suddenly woke up. His strong muscles were tense, and the tiger's eyes scanned the surroundings, ready to attack at any time.

Three minutes passed and there was still no movement. It lowered its vigilance and continued to lie down and rest.

"The perception is really sharp, and it almost discovered it." Chen Feng sighed in his heart, and his eyes no longer dared to stay on the Iron-Red Golden Spear Tiger for three seconds.

After observing it almost the same, Chen Feng quietly retreated, but he did not go far.

"Iron-ridge Golden Spear Tiger, don't let me down." Chen Feng took out the purple spirit golden flame flowers, planted them on the ground casually, fanned the fragrance of flowers with his hands, and then hid in a nearby tree.

The Iron-Red Golden Spear Tiger's nose moved slightly, and she smelled the fragrance of the purple spirit golden flames. The original laziness disappeared in an instant and walked in the direction where the fragrance of the flowers came.

After a while, the Iron-Red Golden Spear Tiger saw the purple spirit golden flame flowers, and a strong look of excitement appeared in her eyes.

But it did not pick the purple spirit golden flame flowers immediately, but carefully checked the surrounding area. The nearby area was its territory. It was very familiar. Suddenly, a purple spirit golden flame flowers appeared, and it felt something was wrong.

Chen Feng naturally considered these things, but he didn't believe that the Iron-Red Golden Spear Tiger could withstand the temptation of breaking through to a hundred thousand-year-old soul beast, and would not eat the purple spirit golden flame flowers.

The Tiger's eyes of the Iron-Red Golden Spear Tiger glanced for half a quarter of an hour, but did not notice anything was wrong. Then he slowly walked towards the purple spirit golden flame flower, sniffed it with his nose, and did not notice anything was wrong on the flower.

Finally, the Iron-Red Golden Spear Tiger returned with the purple spirit golden flame flower in her arms.

Chen Feng followed carefully and saw the Iron-Red Golden Spear Tiger return to the previous tree. After preparing, he began to refine the medicinal power of the Purple Spirit Golden Flame Flower.

A faint golden fluorescence wrapped the Iron-Ring Golden Spear Tiger, and it seemed to be in a semi-sleeping state.

"It will take at least half a month to completely refine the medicinal power of the Purple Spirit Golden Flame Flower. Success or failure will be here."

Chen Feng retreated. There was no need for him to stay here all the time. He just needed to come over and check it out every once in a while.

When Zhu Zhuqing saw Chen Feng come back, she asked, "How is the situation?"

Chen Feng said: "It will take half a month to know the result. The battles in the past few days have stabilized your soul power. I will help you get the fourth soul ring first."

"Yes." Zhu Zhuqing nodded slightly.

Chen Feng and Zhu Zhuqing temporarily left the territory of the Iron Ridge Golden Spear Tiger, relaxed their mental power, and finally encountered a soul beast suitable for Zhu Zhuqing in the evening the next day.

It was a black tiger with only a white "king" pattern on its forehead, with a body length of more than 1.8 meters and a shoulder foot height of about 1.5 meters.

"The ghost tiger has a life span of between four thousand years and five thousand years."

Chen Feng could see the background of this soul beast at a glance, but he remembered that Zhu Zhuqing's fourth soul ring in the original work also came from a ghost tiger. Is it really such a coincidence?

However, the soul skill of the Nether Shadow Clan is also quite good, so there is no need to find another soul beast.

"I'll help you subdue it first, and then you give it a last blow." Chen Feng said. With Zhu Zhuqing's strength, it was too difficult to kill this ghost tiger by himself.

After saying that, Chen Feng took out the Hunyuan stick and rushed towards Guihu.

"roar--"

The ghost tiger roared, and its body flashed strangely. Originally, a ghost tiger turned into three and rushed towards Chen Feng together.

This is the innate ability of Guihu - Shadow Clan.

Chen Feng was too lazy to tell which end was true and which end was false. The Hunyuan stick in his hand hit one of the ghost tigers. With a bang, the ghost tiger disappeared.

At this time, two other ghost tigers pounced on them.

"Ghost Sword!"

Chen Feng's figure flashed, leaving a long list of afterimages, and both ghosts and tigers pounced on each other.

Without any stop, Chen Feng's Hunyuan stick in his hand hit another ghost tiger again. Maybe he was not very lucky, and this time he hit a clone.

"The rest is always true."

Chen Feng stared at the last ghost tiger and was about to attack, but who knew that when a black light flashed, the ghost tiger created two clones again.

"You are not over yet." Chen Feng lost his patience, his speed suddenly accelerated, and he swept across with one stick. The two identities were dispersed and his true body was smashed away.

"Let you create a clone, let you create a clone, and you can create another one for me."

Before Guihu could stand up, Chen Feng rushed over and beat Guihu up. He stopped when he knew that a golden attribute light ball burst out from Guihu's body.

"Ding Dong! The ghost tiger martial soul was detected, and it is of the same type as the host martial soul Tianming Shenhun, the host. Is it fused?" The mechanical voice sounded in Chen Feng's ears.

“Fusion!”

The golden light ball turned into a stream of light and penetrated into Chen Feng's body. Chen Feng felt that his Tianming Divine Tiger was a little stronger.

"Come here and give it a last blow." Chen Feng said to Zhu Zhuqing.

Zhu Zhuqing's body turned into a string of afterimages, and used the Netherworld Spike to give the ghost tiger a last blow, and a purple soul ring emerged from the ghost tiger's body.

"You can absorb the soul ring here, I will help you protect the Dharma." Chen Feng said.

Zhu Zhuqing nodded slightly, sat down cross-legged, and pulled the ghost tiger's soul ring over.

Chen Feng also fused all the other attribute light balls that had just exploded, and then sat aside to protect Zhu Zhuqing's magic.

Time passes slowly-

An hour later, Zhu Zhuqing finally absorbed it and suddenly opened her eyes.

Chen Feng could feel her breath seemed to be colder, with a little more heroic spirit between her eyebrows, and she grew taller, with a bit of a mature beauty.

"How about it, what is your fourth soul skill?" Chen Feng asked.

"My fourth soul skill is called Netherworld Triangle Killing, which creates two clones to form a triangle formation and performs a final kill." Zhu Zhuqing said.

When Chen Feng heard this, he was slightly stunned. Why is it not the Netherworld Shadow clone?
Chapter completed!