The sound was earth-shattering, but this time, the two did not choose to fight fist to fist, but both chose to attack each other's bodies with all their strength, and at the same time used their strong bodies to resist the opponent's powerful blow.

Zhang He's right fist mercilessly slammed into the chest of the Xiaoyue Silver Mastiff, and the heavy punch of the Xiaoyue Silver Mastiff also smashed into Zhang He's abdomen.

One blow, just resisted the opponent's fatal blow, the sternum and ribs of the Xiaoyue Silver Mastiff were all broken inch by inch, and the internal organs were also violently shaken, the Xiaoyue Silver Mastiff couldn't help but gulp out blood, completely losing its combat power, and looking at Zhang He, the situation was not much better, just after a punch from the Xiaoyue Silver Mastiff, the internal organs in the abdomen had also been severely damaged, and he also lost the ability to continue fighting in the blood spray.

An equal blow, but for Zhang He, this is still not enough, so, after squirting a few mouthfuls of blood, Zhang He stood up again with difficulty, and said in a deep voice, "Come again, one blow will divide the victory." ”

"Okay." The Howling Moon Silver Mastiff replied without hesitation, and immediately staggered to its feet.

"Kill."

"Whew."

With two roars that rang out at the same time, Zhang He rushed out like a beast again, and the Howling Moon Silver Mastiff was not to be outdone, and then rushed towards Zhang He like crazy.

This time, Xiaoyue Silver Mastiff's strategy was even simpler, rushing, brutally ramming, and directly slammed into Zhang He with his furry wolf head.

Nima, Zhang He couldn't help but be a little speechless for a while.

Faced with the impact of the Howling Moon Silver Mastiff who didn't know what death was, Zhang He had to quickly flash to the side, because the Howling Moon Silver Mastiff was not sent over to be beaten in the chest and abdomen, but the wolf's head that might directly die and die once it was hit hard.

What Zhang He wants is a living contract spirit beast, not a dead Xiaoyue Silver Mastiff.

Fortunately, the wolf mastiff finally appeared again, and with a wave of his right hand, he instantly fixed the Xiaoyue Silver Mastiff who was ignoring the drill bit and his buttocks, and said with a stern face, "San'er, you lost." ”

The Howling Moon Silver Mastiff was immediately unconvinced, and couldn't help but let out a howl of "Whoops".

The wolf mastiff didn't care about Xiaoyue Yinmastiff's dissatisfaction, and said with a stern face, "San'er, do you think this kid can blast your head with one punch?" ”

Although the Howling Moon Silver Mastiff was still very unconvinced, under the aggressive gaze of the wolf mastiff, after pondering for a while, he finally nodded heavily.

"Yes, this kid can really blow your head with one punch." The wolf mastiff also nodded and said, "San'er, although your fatal collision can indeed smash this kid's chest, but at the same time, your head will also be broken into a pair of rotten meat, so if this kid doesn't dodge or dodge, and then fights you hard, then the end of this battle will be that you die and he is seriously injured, so, San'er, you do lose." ”

Xiaoyue Silver Mastiff thought seriously again, then no longer insisted, but jumped on the wolf mastiff's shoulders with a frustrated face, and kept gesturing his palms to Zhang He.

I'm rubbing, don't you know how to transmit sound? Why are you just talking to the dumb words of your beasts? Zhang He, who couldn't understand the gestures of the Xiaoyue Silver Mastiff at all, couldn't help but feel a little helpless, but what Zhang He didn't know was that if he understood the gestures of the Xiaoyue Silver Mastiff, he would not only be depressed, but would be angry to death, because the Xiaoyue Silver Mastiff was cursing him in circles with the gestures of beasts.

Looking at Zhang He's puzzled expression, the Xiaoyue Silver Mastiff, who had scolded Zhang He in dumb words, was finally willing to transmit the voice to Zhang He again, "Little guy, my third condition is that you must help me subdue the silver-backed thunder ape and make me my little brother." ”

Silverback Thunder Ape? Zhang He couldn't help but ask, "What is the silverback thunder ape?" ”

"He is the son of the old ghost of the silkworm." Xiaoyue Silver Mastiff said angrily, "I once fought with him, but I was beaten by him, and besides, his father, the old ghost of the silkworm, actually dared to rob my mother's things, so I must take it in and make it my little brother." ”

I rub, the son of the old ghost of the silkworm? Zhang He couldn't help but look at the wolf mastiff with a speechless face, and asked seriously, "Senior wolf mastiff, what kind of cultivation is the old ghost of the silkworm now?" ”

"The Transformation Period, which is equivalent to the top spirit beast of the Human Cave Void Period." The wolf mastiff said helplessly, "If it weren't for the fact that the old lady was the first lady of the old lady, and there were many old subordinates in front of the mother who regarded me as the main mother and loyally supported the old lady, I am afraid that last time he would not have asked the old lady for the nine-leaf charm blue and white." ”

"As far as I know, on the night of the full moon, isn't it possible for the wolf mastiff seniors to rely on Xiaoyue's talent to raise their cultivation to a level equivalent to the human Mahayana period? How can you still be afraid of the old ghost of the silkworm in the void period? Zhang He couldn't help but ask with some curiosity.

"Spirit beasts are all talented." Xiaoyue Silver Mastiff smiled bitterly and said, "The talent of the old lady is Xiaoyue, and the talent of the old ghost of the silkworm is barren, so even if the old lady relies on the power of the Xiaoyue to multiply her cultivation, the old lady may not be the opponent of the old ghost of the silkworm, and the most important thing is that the barren talent of the silkworm has no time limit, so if you really want to divide yourself into life and death, on the night of the full moon, maybe the old lady's chance of winning will be slightly greater, but except for the night of the full moon, the old lady is definitely not the opponent of the old ghost." ”

Nima, isn't it? You little guy is thinking too much, aren't you? Even a perverted super master like your old mother wolf mastiff can't help the old ghost of the silkworm, you little ghost who doesn't know the height of the sky, you actually asked your brother to help you subdue the son of the old ghost of the silkworm, isn't this letting my brother come to the door to find the dead?

Looking at Zhang He, who was silent, Xiaoyue Silver Mastiff suddenly became a little displeased, "Coward, hum." ”

Timid, your sister? Zhang He couldn't help but want to scold, but as soon as he remembered that this guy only had the heart of a child, Zhang He immediately suppressed the urge to scold, and asked with a serious face, "How long can you give me?" ”

Babyface, June day, change when you say it.

The Howling Moon Silver Mastiff, who was still angry a second ago, immediately became happy when he heard Zhang He's words, but then he tilted his furry wolf head and thought seriously, and after a while, the Howling Moon Silver Mastiff finally transmitted the voice to Zhang He again, "Five hundred years." The Howling Moon Silver Mastiff held its fleshy right palm and let out a serious howl on its face.

Five hundred years. Zhang He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Although Zhang He is a cultivator, although Zhang He also knows that there is no time for cultivation, but he only lived for twenty-seven years in his previous life, and Zhang He, who was only twenty-three years old in his life, did not know that five hundred years was a god horse concept at all.

Perhaps, for Zhuge Huoao, these old fritters in the cultivation realm, five hundred years is just a handful of years, but for Zhang He, five hundred years is such a long time, Zhang He never thought that he would need five hundred years to stand on top of the world and be proud of the world.

In Zhang He's concept, the time to laugh at the world is only 20 years.

Therefore, five hundred years is too long for Zhang He, so long that he doesn't even know who to be the enemy against.

Although the old ghost of the silkworm is very powerful, so powerful that Zhang He can only look up, but Zhang He is very confident, in time, maybe ten years, maybe twenty years, he can easily trample him under his feet.

Zhang He never thought that it would take such a long time of five hundred years to step on a person, so Zhang He immediately agreed to the conditions of the Xiaoyue Silver Mastiff without hesitation, "Okay, I promise to help you subdue the silver-backed thunder ape within five hundred years." ”

"Alright, little one, you can heal your injuries first, and when your injuries are healed, we will sign a contract." Xiaoyue Silver Mastiff waved his hand and said, "If you need the help of elixir, you can go to the treasure house again." ”

Although Zhang He knew that the wolf mastiff loved her son very much, and he also knew that the Xiaoyue Silver Mastiff should be qualified to dominate the one in his cave mansion, Zhang He still couldn't help but turn his gaze to the wolf mastiff, after all, the Xiaoyue Silver Mastiff was always just a child with an immature mind, wasn't it?

The wolf mastiff also nodded and said, "Boy, go, you can suck as much as you can, if you can't use it, you can also take it all, since my son has decided to sign a contract with you, then you can also be regarded as the owner of this cave, and the stronger your strength, the safer my son will be, and the old lady can entrust my son to you with peace of mind." ”

Zhang He really needed the elixir, because with these two battles, Zhang He clearly felt that the Hongmeng Pregnant God could continue to absorb energy.

The words are divided into two ends, each on one side.

On this side, the Xiaoyue Silver Mastiff was using the top-grade elixir to heal his wounds with all his might, while on the other side, Zhang He began to plunder frantically again, and as for the wolf mastiff, he once again began to refine the idiot Yuan Infant of the Sword Sect with all his might.

There was silence in the Wolf Mastiff Cave Mansion, but at this moment, the Sword Sect was completely fried.

Zhou Ye died, and the Nine Elders of the Sword Sect were already furious, which made the atmosphere of the Sword Sect already very depressing, but with the refining of the wolf mastiff, the Natal God Pavilion of the elders of the Sword Sect had problems again.

The reason is very simple, although the old Wang Ba of the Sword Sect is not dead, but with the scrapping of * and the extinction of consciousness, his natal god card finally has a problem, and the original crystal as jade natal god card suddenly appeared countless cracks, which means that the old Wang Ba is in danger.

For a while, the high-level leaders of the Sword Sect gathered, and the atmosphere suddenly became more depressing, so that all the disciples of the Sword Sect did not even dare to come out, and everyone clearly felt the dullness of the mountain rain coming.

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