It will be clear to 100 people that the golden-eyed crow in front of him is not a character to be messed with. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoEven if he takes action himself, with the assistance of a cadre and other people, the outcome is unknown.

But he didn't have a choice, his duties as a hundred generals, and curbing the wreak of golden-eyed crows on the battlefield made him have to stand up.

Fortunately, not long ago, he had completed the transformation of his foundation, and now he was cultivating the Thunder Method from Zhang Qing, which gave him a little more confidence.

"It's not the same now." There was a sudden pride in his heart, and the weapons in the hands of the hundred generals had already been brandished.

These are two short guns, which are made by intercepting the second half of the long guns. It's not a powerful inheritance, but it's a habit that hundreds of people have retrained themselves for many years.

It is precisely because of this, with two guns in hand, the hundred generals have absolute confidence, even if the dragon is in front, he dares to fight.

"Suffer death!"

With absolute confidence and indomitable momentum, the two guns stabbed down fiercely in his hands.

For the first time, the golden-eyed crow showed a serious look in his eyes, and he could feel that the human being who was rushing towards him was definitely a tricky opponent, and if he was careless, he was afraid that he would have to explain it today.

Therefore, he abandoned the soldiers who were close at hand, and instead gathered his wings, ready to respond to the attack from the hundred generals.

"Wind and thunder!"

Approaching, the hundred people will not be left behind, and the mana in the whole body boils, and according to a mysterious way, it has gathered into a huge power.

It can be seen with the naked eye that above the two short guns, a wisp of wind swirls around them, and a little thunder jumps in the wind.

"Quack!"

The golden-eyed crow didn't dare to slack off, he waved his wings, and the gold in his eyes became brighter.

"Whew! Call! Call! ”

At the moment when a hundred people were approaching, a wall of fire suddenly appeared between the two, isolating his sight.

Shocked, the hundred people quickly recalled the memory they had just arrived, and at the same time accelerated and crashed out.

"Zizizi!"

The flames burned on the body, making a sizzling sound, which is the sound of clothes and even hair being scorched.

However, for the hundred generals, this is the best result, after all, the power of this wall of fire did not hurt him too much.

In an instant, the wall of fire was broken, and his eyes lit up, and he could see the figure of the golden-eyed crow again.

But before he could rejoice, he saw a series of golden fireballs flying over.

In a hurry, you can also see the banter in the eyes of the golden-eyed crow that has retreated slightly.

At this moment, hundreds of people will be able to clearly feel the power of the fireball.

So, is it to avoid or continue?

Without any hesitation, he raised a hand and blocked it in front of him, and the whole person crashed into it like a cannonball

There was no sound, the spears and fireballs collided, and the hands of the hundred generals were wounded, broken, and drooping.

The scattered flames splashed on his face, and in an instant it was a little red dot.

It is believed that this blocking arm is definitely not much more serious than it seems, at least in the short term, there is no way to do it.

However, the setback did not deter it. On the contrary, when he raised his head, he could see the scorching heat contained in it, which was about to erect.

"The brave wins!" Gritting his teeth, the hundred people will have no other thoughts at this time.

The golden-eyed crow was a little panicked, he didn't expect that his signature had no effect, and in the face of the hundred generals who pounced, he instinctively wanted to retreat.

"Bell!"

At the first shot, the golden-eyed crow instinctively waved its claws to block it.

"Ding!"

In the second shot, the golden-eyed crow regained its composure slightly, flicked the tip of the spear with one finger, and finally the short spear slid weakly over its feathers.

Two consecutive misses, hundreds of people will sink in their hearts, but at this time there is no other choice but a battle.

"Jingle Bell!"

The short spear is flexible, especially in the hands of the hundred generals, it is like a raging storm, like a black curtain, which instantly covers the golden-eyed crow.

However, the upper hand on the field did not play a role. The golden-eyed crow was a little flustered at first, but after a few painless attacks, he gradually found his senses.

Demon clan, where is there anyone who can't fight hand-to-hand? Even those demon clans who are born with supernatural powers are all physically strong. Compared to humans, the innate endowment of the demon race is indeed enviable.

The same is true of the golden-eyed crow, who was also struggling in a life-and-death struggle before his bloodline mutated.

But one day, I don't know why he mutated and possessed the ability to control the golden flames. In this small willow mountain, there are no longer many threats, and you can be vertical and horizontal with one hand.

Time flies, and gradually he has forgotten the fight between life and death, and has also let go of his close-quarters skills.

Comfort, always destroying a person unconsciously.

But now, when he faced danger again, and was close to him again, in his bones, in his memory, those who had been or lurking, the experience of fighting and his blood, all boiled.

"Human ...... You're good...... I will...... Kill you...... Eat. ”

Intermittently, somewhat unskilled, the golden-eyed crow said to the hundred generals. Among his values, this is the greatest tribute to the enemy.

As for the origin of the respect, it is entirely because the hundred generals have completely detonated him.

The golden-eyed crow could feel that the blood was flowing faster, and the whole spirit was more excited and sharp. Something familiar was gradually flowing out of his blood, transforming his body little by little.

Instinctively, he understood, this is the awakening of the bloodline, this is the creation.

It can be expected that as long as he does not fall, after fully awakening the bloodline, he can occupy a place above the entire world.

This is self-confidence that comes from the bloodline, not a low-end product like the willow spirit. The will in the darkness told him that he would rise.

"Quack!"

Suddenly, the golden-eyed crow raised its head and screamed, but its voice was not what it used to be.

A powerful force was surging from all over his body, and he couldn't hold back any longer, looking at the hundred generals with golden eyes.

"Fight, kill."

He groaned in his heart, longing for pressure to help him wake up.

The change in the golden-eyed crow is too great, as long as everyone knows it, the change has happened.

As soon as the hundred people gritted their teeth, feeling the sharp pain in his hands, he endured it and prepared to make a last fight. Because, at this time, there is no way back.

The golden-eyed crow is transforming towards gold at this time, starting from its feather claws, and gradually transforming into pure gold. At the same time, the aura on his body is constantly increasing.

As long as he is given time, the future will be different. The golden-eyed crow is confident, and others also think so, including the hundred generals who are ready to work hard.

But will he go so well?

God knows.

(To be continued.) )