Thundered......

There was thunder rolling in the rain curtain, and the suppressed thunder sounded like the roar of a fierce beast, sounding in Bao Xiaolou's ears.

Roar......

The enemy in front of him disappeared, and in his place was a thousand-eyed tiger with two strange compound eyes, which was the same clan of the Bao Xiaolou Demon Clan.

In the memory, a picture of a hundred years ago appeared, a tiger dying, two compound eyes with endless anger and hatred.

"Recognize me as the master, you can follow me into the human race and leave the low-level demon race."

Bao Xiaolou, who stood proudly in front of the demon king with Yuanying's peak cultivation, was trying his best to suppress the fear and joy in his heart.

He was afraid of the horror of the demon king, and rejoiced in the glory of hunting the demon king.

Glancing at the two figures on both sides of the tiger, Bao Xiaolou's mind calmed down a little.

That is the strong god of the sect, the two gods made a move, and they really hunted this demon king thousand-eyed tiger, if he only relied on him to pack Xiaolou, how could he be the opponent of the demon king.

Roar......

What answered Bao Xiaolou was an angry roar, and with the roar, the weak thousand-eyed tiger opened its mouth and bit it.

The sound of the giant teeth closing sounded in the valley, and the tiger's mouth was still three feet away from Bao Xiaolou, and it was no longer possible to get close, and the strong seal had already locked the demon king.

"You will recognize me as Lord...... Definitely! ”

Pinching the giant blade fiercely, Bao Xiaolou's gaze became fierce, his eyes changed into compound eyes like those of the Thousand-Eyed Tiger, two fangs appeared, and a roaring sound came out of his throat.

"Because I have the blood of a thousand-eyed tiger, you have to recognize me as the master!" Bao Xiaolou's roar sounded in the empty valley, but what replied to him was an insult from the tiger's mouth.

"Self-righteous mongrel, there is only one king of the Tiger Clan, it's a pity, it will definitely not be your ......"

"You dare to scold me! You're not qualified to scold me! You brute!! ”

Syllable......

Syllable......

There was an angry thumping sound in the valley, and the tiger roared incessantly.

The momentary self-questioning reminded Bao Xiaolou of the Thousand-Eyed Tiger, so he began to be annoyed, he was just a demon clan, and he couldn't be tamed.

The valley disappeared, and a bamboo forest in the depths of the sect appeared in the memory, and the aura of this bamboo forest was incomparably rich, and it was impossible to enter it unless Tianjiao.

The bamboo forest is Bao Xiaolou's, because there is no Yuan Ying in the sect who can be more talented than him.

Blood stains appeared in the bamboo forest, the soil was dyed crimson, and the tiger imprisoned under the tree kept its gaze unrebellious.

"It's been a year, my patience has run out, this is your last chance, surrender, or die!"

Bao Xiaolou no longer had hope, because he knew that even if he was beaten to death, the Thousand-Eyed Tiger would not give in, let alone recognize him as the master.

That is the pride of the demon king, not that he can't surrender, but that he can't surrender at the feet of a weak person who is weaker than himself.

In the eyes of the thousand-eyed tiger, Bao Xiaolou, who had whipped it for a year, became more and more insignificant, so small that it made people laugh.

"Cowardly thing, you're not the Tiger King, you're just a mongrel who doesn't dare to break through the realm, hahahaha!"

In the wild laughter of the tiger, Bao Xiaolou's eyes were bloodshot, and a long knife was grabbed by him violently, and it slashed at the body of the thousand-eyed tiger like crazy.

"You will surrender! Just die, and you'll surrender! I'm going to refine you into weapons, into armor, for me alone!" ”

After a whole half of the day's roar, Bao Xiaolou's voice became hoarse, the bamboo forest was full of bloodstains, and the bamboo leaves were red.

Finally, the imprisoned demon king was silent again, and only tiger skin, tiger meat, and tiger bones were left in front of Bao Xiaolou.

"You will surrender, you will definitely surrender, my bloodline is the most noble, you are just an ordinary demon, and I am a person with the bloodline of the demon clan!"

Grabbing the tiger bone, Bao Xiaolou, who was splashed with blood, let out a demonic laugh, and the flames soared into the sky, and the refining began.

Since the Thousand-Eyed Tiger refused to surrender when he was alive, he would refine it into a magic weapon spirit treasure, which could be regarded as a kind of surrender in Bao Xiaolou's opinion.

In fact, this kind of surrender is just Bao Xiaolou's delusion.

For thirty years, Bao Xiaolou rarely left the bamboo forest, and finally, he refined the demon king's tiger bone into a sword embryo, which was of the highest quality, and was only a step away from the spirit treasure.

However, it was this difference that made this Tianjiao of the Heavenly Sword Sect unable to successfully refine the spirit treasure.

After thirty years of hard refining, Bao Xiaolou finally gave up his plan to refine the spirit treasure by himself, and he was not obsessed, in fact, with his attainments, it would not take thirty years to refine the demon king's tiger bone into the best magic weapon, or even a year.

It was the obsession to control the Thousand-Eyed Tiger that blinded Bao Xiaolou's eyes, but fortunately, thirty years later, he suddenly woke up.

As long as he can control the long sword refined from tiger bones, he is equivalent to controlling the thousand-eyed tiger, as for who refines the long sword, what can he do?

In order to get the real spirit treasure, Bao Xiaolou took out all his savings, collected countless superb materials, and invited the sect god who helped him hunt the thousand-eyed tiger back then.

The existence of the spirit treasure, not to mention the Yuan Baby, is as difficult to refine as the gods, and it took many years for several powerhouses of the Heavenly Sword Sect to join forces, and they took some fragments of the broken spirit treasures retained in the sect to reluctantly refine the Dragon Xiao Sword.

Despite this, this Earth Spirit Treasure was by no means perfect, but had flaws, and there was a fixed limit to the number of times it could be used, and once it was used many times, the Long Xiao Sword would be shattered.

Although it can reach the power of the Earth Spirit Treasure, the Dragon Xiao Sword is different from the real Earth Spirit Treasure and can only be classified as a remnant.

A memory, which seems long, is actually just a moment.

With Bao Xiaolou's experience and experience, how could he be in a daze on the battlefield, but the instantaneous memories made him change his mood, and the uncontrollable anger seemed to burn his mind.

It's just because of the bastard of the thousand-eyed tiger!

"I'm not a mongrel...... I'm a noble demon hybrid! A noble existence above the human race and the demon race! ”

Bao Xiaolou's roar carried a hysterical meaning, I don't know whether he was refuting or proving something.

"There is no distinction between high and low, and it is not bloodline that can distinguish between high and low, but bravery and cowardice...... And you, destined to be classified as a coward. Xu Yan's voice came, a little ethereal.

Bao Xiaolou was furious and shouted: "You are the cowardly thing!" Come to war, come to fight! I have never been afraid of anyone! ”

"You've been afraid, you've been afraid of the demon king you killed, if you fight alone, it's not it that will die, but you." Xu Yan's tone was full of disdain, looking down on Bao Xiaolou's self-righteousness.

"How do you know...... You are talking nonsense! I have the power of the demon bloodline, even if I can't fight the demon king, I can get out of the way! ”

Bao Xiaolou glared, and countless reflections of Xu Yan appeared in his eyes, these reflections were all an action, pushed out with one hand, as if clapping in the air, but there was no threat at all.

Bao Xiaolou, who was immersed in the illusion, woke up in horror, he remembered that this was the battlefield, and he also remembered the fear hidden in the deepest part of his heart that was provoked by Xu Yan.

"You can't escape, the power of your Tiger Clan's bloodline is just a little bit, don't forget that the demon king you are facing is a real tiger, if it weren't for the god, you Bao Xiaolou would have died a long time ago, poor coward!"

"I'm not a coward!!

Bao Xiaolou roared and swung the Lingbao long sword, but it was not the enemy who slashed at him, it was himself!