The first time the boy bow of the valley of Fuevil was born 3

The first time the bow of the young man in the valley of Fu Evil was born/the great god of demon beasts came by chance

(3) The young man's heart was hung again, he had a premonition that the time had come, and the speed of the appearance was so rapid that people were still gasping for breath, so he had to admit in horror that the blood full of terrifying information had begun to spread out on the mouth of the valley, and even every hair on his body began to feel the fine particles like drops of blood floating out of the blood mist. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Even more chilling things continued, and the whole dark valley was dyed a terrible dark red, and the fog was shrouded. In an instant, the green vines around the cliff, the trees, shrubs, and green grass in the valley all began to wither in large areas, as if they had been cursed by evil or burned by a mountain fire, and even the stream that flowed through the valley immediately dried up and lost all traces of it.

There was a large cold sweat on the young man's back, he knew that there was no point in continuing to hide, so he bravely stood up from the dry grass, he had to face everything that was about to happen with the little green cultivator who was still standing on his shoulder, knowing in his heart that these were the destiny of heaven, and they were now coming to him.

The blood-colored poisonous mist seemed to have discovered his presence, so he stopped moving forward, and a deafening roar came out of the fog, and the fog also faded to the sides with the roar, and a passage appeared, and a behemoth monster slowly moved out.

I saw that it was three feet tall, with a strong body, strong limbs, a head like a bison, a miserable white, crimson double horns bent forward, an erect eye embedded in the center of its forehead, a huge red pupil seemed to spurt heavy blood, and its tail swayed back and forth like a coiled python. The beast's name was "Dragon", and wherever it went, the ****** withered vegetation and the plague it carried spread along the way.

This formidable opponent was what the boy was really waiting for, and at this point it finally showed its true face, and not far away, even its terrible and heavy gasps could be heard.

The first strike is stronger, not to mention that the passage of time at every moment is a matter of life and death, the young man dared to hesitate and slacken, so he held his breath and concentrated, used all his strength, pulled his bow and arrows, and a sharp feather suddenly roared away with the wind like lightning, and went straight to the monster's single eye.

The boy guessed that the one-eyed was the crux of the beast.

Unexpectedly, just when the arrow cluster was close to the monster's one-eyed inch, the sharp arrow cluster inexplicably erupted with a rapid and sharp sonorous sound, as if hitting an extremely hard substance, although there were no sparks splashing, but the tip of the arrow instantly turned into dust fragments, and the bare arrow shaft also fell to the side with a loss of momentum.

The young man did not believe in this evil, and he was stubborn and willing to give up, and his determination to challenge the strong enemy was as high as ever, and he made a decisive move again without discouragement.

This time it was a bow and three arrows, which can also be said to be a blow with all his strength, which was bound to bring down this vicious beast, because it was clear in his heart that God would not give him too many chances to defeat the enemy.

Helplessly, things in the world often backfired, and the three deadly arrow feathers that shot the monster's eyes, neck, and chest were shockingly repeated the scene that had happened before, and they were once again turned into puffs of smoke and dust by the invisible shield armor wrapped around the beast's body.

The beast roared, seemingly enraged. It opened its mouth and spewed a large cloud of blood mist towards the immeasurable boy who was standing in front of him, ignoring his own strength and existence, and in an instant it was like a gust of wind mixed with a damp and vicious breath and a strong fishy smell towards the boy.

The young man's thin body was like a dead leaf swept by the wind, tossed into the air at will, tumbled and rotated, and then fell heavily to the ground, making it difficult to get up for a while.

Fortunately, the subconscious of the heavy blow is still very sober, and it is difficult to look around, the little green cultivator is still dutifully sticking to his side, fortunately not injured, if he does not have its wonderful protection, he will drive away the poison and avoid the plague for himself, and the blood mist wind rich in distemper just now may make his life whine.

He glanced at it gratefully.

The young man struggled in pain, endured the pain of the whole body, stood up tenaciously, even if the opponent was strong, there was no power to fight back, even if he took his life, he had to fight to the death, thinking of his mother who was suffering, touching the softest place in his heart, two lines of tears suddenly uncontrollably sprinkled on his chest, and the fighting spirit in his heart was surging again.

The boy roared loudly, threw away the bow and arrow in his hand, and ran forward like crazy, picking up the spear left in front of him, "hard barbarian", holding it tightly, its thick handle seemed to give himself strength and confidence, he gritted his teeth and rushed desperately towards the evil beast, a long hair scattered fluttered with the wind, and the little green cultivator bird seemed to be infected by the momentum of the master in front of him, with a crisp chirp, like an angry bird, fearlessly spreading its wings and following closely behind......

The beast on the opposite side faced the enemy's menacing desperate fight, its strange eyes widened, its front legs scratched the ground, roared, shook its huge head, and its bow jumped up, wrapped in a thick blood and poisonous mist, and slammed into the enemy who did not know whether to live or die.

The unyielding boy and his loyal little green cultivator are hanging by a thread.

Between the dark jungles of the valley, I saw a small black shadow in the midst of relaxation and another smaller black shadow, and another fierce red mist in the rapid movement on the opposite side, along their respective trajectories, towards the point where they were preset to converge and rush with all their might, they seemed to have the same purpose, primitive and direct, must put the opponent to death, you die and I can live......

It was a battle of disparity, and it seemed like it was doomed from the start.

However, at the moment when the two sides were about to merge, suddenly, in the dark night sky, a silent golden light was split, and it flashed to the front to find that it was a long golden rope, with a triangular knot at the head, tail, and center. It thrust at the beast's head, neck, and waist at an incredible speed, and the monster twitched all over, roaring violently to the sky, slowing down its forward charge, and before it could make any further moves, the magical rope spun around in a circle, wrapping around the beast's running thick limbs, and quickly tightened. Between breaths, the huge body of the beast was suddenly strangled to the ground, the four horses were tied upside down, and the monster beast that lost its balance and fell to the ground continued to rub the ground under the drive of the huge forward momentum, and it was rough and thick in the skin and flesh It actually made a deep ravine in the ground.

Looking at the subdued beast that had risen like a hill at hand, the young man was so frightened that he stood in place and hesitated for a moment.

A long roar sounded in mid-air, and a dazzling white light poured down from the sky, illuminating the demon beast, and the bound beast suddenly rose into the air, and it had a hideous and hateful face just now, but at this time it showed a sad and sad face, and the behemoth was no longer powerful, as if it had a premonition of its coming end.

The young man looked up at the sky in surprise, and the eyes of the demon beast and his unexpected encounter revealed a trace of pleading, perhaps mixed with some helplessness and fear of the unknown future, it quickly walked away, with the gradual retraction of the white light, until it disappeared into the vast black curtain.

The dazed teenager could only keep kneeling and praying to the sky, unable to believe what was happening in front of him, but it was really happening.

At the same time that the young man kept kowtowing, an old man stood on the dirt slope in front of him, and he fell from the sky unconsciously.

The young man was keenly aware of something, looked up sharply, and was surprised to find that a mysterious old man suddenly appeared not far away, the old man was dressed in a wide robe and big sleeves of animal skin, kind eyebrows, wise and sharp eyes, a beautiful hair under the chin, dark and thick long hair shawl fluttering, half of the body shrouded in a circle of faint golden light, this is called "the light of the fruit", from a distance, his whole body overflowed with a shimmering fairy wind.

When the young man rubbed his eyes and looked again, the old man had already floated forward, staring at him kindly, and he already knew that the old man in front of him had a life-saving grace for himself, and the old man's fairy wind and bone sitting had already shocked the young man's heart, so he continued to bow down and kowtow, bowing and worshipping, and his gratitude was overflowing.

"Child, what is your name, how old are you, and where do you come from?" asked the old man in a loud voice, his eyes full of pity.

"My name is Gong, I'm thirteen years old, and I've never come from the mountains. At this time, the cheerful young man replied with a smirk, a mouthful of white teeth showing on his dusty and dirty face, and he looked up with a look of adoration.

The old man continued to stare at this extraordinary young man, but saw that he had thick black messy hair and a shawl, his upper body was shirtless, his body was not strong, and he was wearing a brown deerskin short skirt, although he was covered with dirt, but his fair skin was faintly revealed, and it was difficult to hide the handsomeness and beauty of his face under his dirty little face.

Secretly thinking, in this reckless wasteland, he was alone, relying only on the little bird on his shoulder that had some pestilence function and crude side-worn weapons, he actually dared to face the demon beast that was several times stronger than himself, and he was not afraid to retreat, how great his courage was, how could he not be deeply shocked by this villain.

The old man smiled and leaned over to pull the young man up, caressed his arm lovingly, and was surprised to find that although the young man was thin but had strange bones, he seemed to have a strange talent......

I want to know what happens next, and I'll break it down next time.