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On the way to the Valley of Fire,.

Most of the minotaur rangers of the Tang Jin Elder clan were still patrolling all over the Flame Continent, so this time they set off with the tribe, except for most of the old and weak women and children, there were only thirty adult takin warriors, but just these thirty takin people stood together, and that kind of majestic momentum really made Liu Zhenzhen feel excited.

Within the Kingdom of Beamon, there has always been a saying of "Nine Oxen and Two Tigers", which means that only nine Boer Minotaur warriors can be worth two Tiger warriors of the Taggo tribe when they go together, although the Minotaur is an infantry class that the Kingdom of Beamon relies on, but they are more than brave in blood, but they are too lacking in the mind to learn combat skills and superb martial arts.

But the takin people are not ordinary minotaur warriors, and each Golden Ring warrior is tall enough to rival the average Orephine giant elephant warrior, and except for the mammoth wrestlers, few of the existing tribes of Beamon can produce strong warriors who surpass them. The adult warriors of the giant elephant clan currently have no more than three hundred people in the entire Bimon Kingdom, and the number of adult warriors of the entire seven thousand takin tribes underground is at least no less than two thousand..................... What is this concept?

It takes about ten days to travel from the camp of the Black Rhino tribe to the Valley of Flames of the Typhon Giants, and when it is time to camp, it is idle anyway, Liu Zhenzhen asked the panda warriors and the takin warriors to draw a few games and try the martial arts of these takin warriors.

These takin warriors really did not disappoint Liu Zhenzhen, and the three-meter-long metal totem pole was used very orderly. There is a degree of advance and retreat. Vieri was amazed. A metal totem pole of more than 400 pounds is like a small bean sprout in their hands, swinging around, which can be parry or attack, and they are having a lot of fun fighting with the panda warriors.

The Minotaur in Beamon's history has a "double absolute". Among them, "a must" refers to the artistic talent of the Minotaur, the Boer are the musicians who are the best at playing the piano in all Bimon, although this is not very harmonious with their intimidating tall bodies, but in fact it is true, an ancient saying in Beamon, "play the piano to the ox" clearly expresses the admirable piano skills of the Minotaur, this sentence and "selling water by the Sanggan River" is the same meaning, even the hippo poet did not have the courage to show off his piano skills in front of the Minotaur musicians. This artistic talent of the Minotaur also subtly influenced all the Dibul sacrifices, and almost all the Bener sacrifices used the qin as their own amplification instrument. The famous chieftain and hero of the Black Rhino tribe a thousand years ago sacrificed to Michael; Master Tyson is a master of Gafu Miaoqin.

In addition, "a must" refers to the Golden Ring Samurai of the Tain Clan, and the Golden Ring Samurai are born with an aura of endurance. Tireless and intimidating in battle, what really makes the takin warriors stand out in the strong Boer is their old stunt.............................. "gladiatorial fighting", using their hard and sharp horns as weapons, and the totem poles in their hands together, is a first-class outlaw fight.

The origin of the names of "gladiatorial arena" and "gladiator" in the Guan Dynasty is also derived from this. From the side of the ten, you can also show the fighting style of the takin samurai.

The Panta warriors and the takin warriors were more and more surprised, and the takin warriors thought that their plots were taller than the panda warriors, and their weapons were metal totem poles, which obviously took advantage of hand-to-hand combat. It must be easy to win this competition, who knows that not only is it not so easy, but it is forced by this group of agile and jumping up and down panda warriors to parry and deal with it, and they can't fight back at all, and the opponent's halberd can only be described as a thunderbolt, so fast that it can't be faster; The panda warrior originally thought that he had practiced oriental martial arts for many years, whether it was strength or agility, it was not comparable to these dirt buns, it should be three or two to solve the problem, who knew that the endurance of this group of takin warriors was amazing, although they were at a disadvantage, the rules were not chaotic at all, a totem pole dance was still so energetic, and every time the grid was shaken, a group of panda warriors were numb.

Xiao Cui watched his eyebrows flutter on the side, and said excitedly to Liu Zhenzhen: "Sir, these strong Pier warriors under your command are no less flexible than an elf, it is simply unimaginable. ”

"Flexible fatty." Liu Zhenzhen nodded very reservedly, Liu Zhenzhen still has strong confidence in whether the panda warrior can win, although it is an ordinary drill, some killers are not easy to use, but the name of the strongest warrior in the East is not covered after all.

The powerful warrior races in Beamon all have some special endowments of their own races, such as the hippopotamus poet and the giant elephant warrior, the rhinoceros warrior all have natural stone skin, the porcupine warrior has a natural skin, the takin warrior has a natural endurance aura, they are fighters who never know fatigue on the battlefield, and the panda warriors know that she knows this, so once the halberd can't solve them, she simply changes her attack method............... Each of the panda warriors threw their halberds at the takin warriors as javelins.

Of course, this type of attack will not cause any damage to the Golden Ring Warrior, in fact, every Takin Warrior is also a good hand at playing throwing weapons, they are used to deal with the Eagle Bull Man bandits, of course, it is impossible to count on the huge totem pole in their hands, each Golden Ring Warrior carries a five-handle horn-shaped Gurk Curved Blade on his belt, this kind of scimitar can sometimes hit the target, through the clever use of techniques, into a whirlwind back, or longitudinal and horizontal line killing, for the flying halberd this straight throwing weapon, The takin warrior grasped the flight path at a glance, and with a slight horizontal stroke of the thick metal totem pole in his hand, he successfully opened the flying halberd.

The Panta warriors have followed the boss across the continent for so long, how could they be so careless, the so-called flying halberd is just a disguise, the takin warriors have just opened the flying halberd, and they have already found that the Pier warrior on the opposite side has ravaged and pounced, and their bodies are silent and fast. The takin warriors just felt their map Tengzhu grid flying halberds. The panda warriors' sand pot earth fists have been handed to them.

All the takin warriors smiled and threw their metal totem poles forward, blocking the punching lanes of the panda warriors.

No matter who it is, no matter how hard the fist is, it can't be made of geocentric steel.

With this in mind, the takin warriors fell to the ground on their backs with a "bang". I didn't get up for a while.

The faces of the panda warriors were also a little blue and white, and their chests rose and fell violently.

Of all the minotaur warriors of the Black Rhino Tribe, only the first master Duncan was the only one who did not fall, and his opponent was Pan Shuai Good, the gold medal red stick of Fei Leng Cui, although Duncan did not fall after receiving a fist from Goode through the totem pole, but he still had a tightness in his chest, his hands were soft, and the metal totem pole in his hand could no longer hold it. He fell to the ground with a thud, and Duncan himself clutched his chest and took three steps backwards. Eventually, he stood still, gasping for air.

Duncan, who lost his weapon, is not Good's opponent, and the hand-to-hand boxing techniques handed down by the Beamon warriors are all "St. Kailu's hand-to-hand combat", this kind of kangaroo boxing, although Duncan practiced well, but he really couldn't stop Goode's drunken fist and kick to specialize in the next three ways. He was knocked to the ground in less than three or two strokes.

"That's amazing!" Xiao Cui opened his mouth wide and muttered to himself.

The surrounding takin people stared at the huge bull's eyes one by one, with a look of disbelief, "They themselves can't believe it." As a takin golden-ring warrior, he would lose the game so quickly, and no one could win! After all, when the Black Rhino Tribe entered the underground, although it could not obtain the inheritance of sacrifice, but it did not waste its martial arts, every old takin people, which one was not a first-class warrior when they were young, after so many years in the underground, fighting with fierce demonic beasts and cunning robbers Until now, the takin warriors of the Black Rhino tribe are still somewhat confident in themselves.

"What's awesome, when are you going to let Master Richard show you his fast legs." Goode let out a long breath, his hands flipped flat, pressing from the top of his head to his lower abdomen.

"What kind of martial arts did you use just now?" Xiao Cui chased after Pan Shuai and asked.

"A mysterious oriental martial art." Hippo O'Neill's big mouth couldn't hide a word: "When we first faced the Silver Pedestal Warriors with this kind of martial art, the pandas were reluctant to use it, and the takin warriors were still powerful!" Forced Pan Shuai out of the bottom of the box!"

"What's the name of that martial art? Why is it that my totem pole is blocking your fist, and it looks like you've been hit in the chest by a dwarven sledgehammer?" Duncan also got up from the ground and asked Goode a little shyly.

Goode took out a piece of bamboo and threw it into his mouth, chewed it a few times, and saw that all the takin warriors stood up, looked at him one by one, and frowned for a long time before saying: "This kind of martial art is called "fighting cattle across the mountain", which is a little similar to the way human fighting qi is used, but our oriental fighting spirit is to beat people across things. ”

"Fighting cattle across the mountains?" Duncan's face turned red, and he thought that the warrior was laughing at him by changing his ways.

"That's the name of this martial art, it's not meant to make fun of you." Goode laughed and patted Duncan.

"Goode isn't that boring." The fat Luo on the side took Xueru's ass in his mouth, and the sparks in his mouth were bright and dark.

"Sure enough, it deserves to be our Beamon's Golden Ring Warrior!" Liu Zhenzhen gave a thumbs up, he knew that these minotaurs did not use the housekeeping ability "gladiatorial technique", of course, the panda warrior's housekeeping ability did not use either.

Helen was half teasing, half comforting, and casually told the past deeds of the Fei Leng Cui militia, and heard a group of Minotaurs shaken and enthusiastic, after hearing that the human berserkers who had been bare-handed with the Fei Leng Cui Militia, even the giant axe was cut in half together, which made these Minotaurs who yearn for heroes feel honored, after all, it is the wish of every Beamon warrior to learn from heroes, and it is the most simple tradition of Beamon to accept defeat calmly.

After this competition, the distance between these minotaurs and all the militia was much closer, and on the road in the next few days, they exchanged martial arts experiences from time to time, and even Xiao Cui also got involved, and they wanted to learn sword skills with Fei Luo and archery skills with Ma Dashuai.

Liu Zhenzhen really likes them more and more the more he watches, he can be sure. If Lord Mourinho is here. The idea of the swan priest must be the same as his, but it is a pity that they fell apart......

Leaving behind the underground forests and the muddy swamps overgrown with umbrella mushrooms and huge mushrooms, Liu Zhenzhen and his party also encountered many caveman settlements along the way, and the enthusiastic cavemen saw that it was the minotaur who passed by with guests. Warm hospitality to every Beamon, their simplicity and kindness, infecting every Beamon heart.

The nobles of Beamon from the surface of the earth gradually discovered a wonderful thing, I don't know if it is a coincidence, along the way, every troglodyte lived in the low hill, there must be a "dark sun" full of crows that change gold and silver rays.

After asking Xiao Cui and Elder Tang Jin, Liu Zhenzhen knew. It turned out that if there was no light from the sun in this underground. Crops underground, cryptomoss and snakeberry shrubs are all areas where they cannot grow, and plants here also need to photosynthesize weakly, and any inhabited place underground is to choose a place where the "underground sun" shines, because only where the plants grow, the toxic gases ejected from the cracks in the ground will be absorbed. No one but the River Immortals likes to stay in the shadows for long periods of time, not even the Drow Elves, even them. Also don't like "pure darkness".

Xiao Cui and the elders' words reminded Liu Daguan of a very fashionable poem during the Cultural Revolution............... The sea sails by the helmsman, and everything grows by the sun.

As long as Beamon, who had a little military knowledge, couldn't help but sigh after hearing about the function of the "underground sun"—they finally knew the reason why the cavemen could not escape the captivity in the dark areas.

This underground sun brings a ray of bleak light to the dark region, and at the same time gives all the bandits and robbers who come to loot a guiding light, the raiders on the Black Continent only need to follow these places where the underground sun appears, and a robbery is a quasi, cavemen have no wings, they don't have the ability of these eagle cattle people to come and go like the wind, and they don't have the same strong physique and courage as the takin people, so it's not surprising that they are bullied so badly. This can really be said to be the sun of success, and the sun of defeat.

In a long period of a thousand years, the minotaurs, who originally had night blindness, actually learned the way to search in the dark world by inducing heat energy underground, which really made Liu Zhenzhen admire, learning is the nature of every intelligent race, and every militia learned the skills of blind fighting with these minotaurs and young drow elves.

The young Drow grew up very quickly, whether it was the Marshal Nedved or the Mammoth Knife St. Rodman, they all fell in love with this studious underground ranger from the bottom of their hearts, this dark elf has a heart that advocates freedom, but his eyes are crossed from time to time with a melancholy and sad look, there is too much confusion and confusion in that kind of eyes, after all, he has the identity of a drow, but he swears to be incompatible with his own kindred, for a noble-hearted dark elf, This inner struggle is not something that can be comforted by a sentence or two.

Liu Zhenzhen couldn't tell any truth except for "children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren", he thought about it repeatedly, and decided to take this dark elf out of the underground when he left, and let the outside world tell him a truth that existed and could untie the knot in his heart.

After crossing the area with glittering stalagmites, Liu Zhenzhen and his party gradually stepped into the darkest area of the Flame Continent, where there were no plants, no light, only heavily gravelified land, it would take three days to cross this underground desert, and after rushing here, it would take two more days to reach the Valley of Flames guarded by the Typhon Giants.

According to Elder Donkin, the edge of this subterranean desert is occupied by a family of Arcanaded manticores, and every year they pass by, they are not allowed to make loud noises to avoid provoking the irascible Arcanasades.

Liu Zhenzhen is naturally not afraid of Arcanaside, along the way, he has encountered a few eyeless underground demonic beasts, but a small role is a small role, and the level of demonic beasts has not yet made Liu Zhenzhen rise into any battle, and it is a good thing to really have a showdown with Arcanased.

So Liu Zhenzhen and a large group of militiamen sang "The wind blows the fragrance of the two shores" and roared through the underground desert, and the ghost of Akanased has never seen a single one. The big thing is that Liu Daguan's heart is full of people, and his wish to get one or two pieces of the best magic crystal land has come to naught.

After crossing most of the desert. Liu Zhenzhen noticed that a band of ground light appeared in a dark shadow in front of him, moving from the horizon in a floating manner, and the speed was a little slow.

Elder Tang Jin insisted on changing his course and trying not to make contact with these bands of light. The more he said this, the more Liu Zhenzhen wanted to go that way, and after Elder Tang Jin persuaded him many times, the two Pier priests, who were the superiors, angrily reprimanded the elder, but the elder still stubbornly asked to move in one direction, trying not to coincide with this light belt.

When it comes to stubbornness, Liu Zhenzhen is even more extreme than the bull anger of the Minotaur, with a group of militiamen and those wives. It's all a bunch of two-poles, but I am afraid that the world will not mess with the landlords. Of course, I have to go over and take a look.

Just when he saw this star-like ribbon of light, and was about to meet, Liu Zhenzhen and his party were the first to encounter an attack, although the light of the night pearl was brilliant, but the radiation range was limited after all, and seven or eight hundred people were dragged into a line to walk, although they were all carrying torches. It is still a bit difficult for those who walk in front to see the back clearly.

A roaring roar drew everyone's attention to the back of the line, behind the hall were the takin warriors, and in front of them were the Fei Leng Emerald militia. This roar made everyone's hearts tighten.

Our lord immediately rushed to the back of the line, accompanied by the Panda Samurai and two Ouchi guards, and the rest of the militia skillfully formed a battle formation at the front of the line to prevent the other side from attacking the enemy.

One after another, the minotaur roared and shook the desert, and when Liu Zhen rushed to the back of the team, there was a minotaur corpse lying on the ground, with a striking glare under the strong and powerful neck, and the wound was pale red, but there was no blood stains flowing out, and the tall body was like a leaky pig's urine, obviously deflated, and there was an illusion of skin and bones.

A large group of minotaur warriors gathered around him, pinching the straw torches in their hands to "creak", and a young minotaur woman lay on the minotaur warrior who did not know whether he was alive or dead, cried twice, and fainted softly.

Liu Zhenzhen knew this takin warrior, this minotaur guy named Robinson, a while ago he also asked himself some methods of using joint attacks in battle, this is a very smart minotaur warrior, with a pair of white hovering takin horns, if it is on the surface, he can definitely become a qualified sacrifice, and the minotaur has a more stringent condition for becoming a sacrifice............... A minotaur with a pair of pure black or pure white horns must be eligible for a sacrifice, because only a minotaur with horns of this color is the most intelligent and intelligent.

"Who did that?" Liu Zhenzhen hurriedly smashed a life chain scroll, turned his head and asked Duncan.

"Prehistoric Giant Flea, it's Prehistoric Giant Flea!" Duncan's face distorted: "Robinson was walking last, and we heard the sound of a hurricane, and when we turned back, Robinson had already fallen to the ground, and a prehistoric giant flea sucked blood and bounced off him." ”

The voices of witch doctors and monks came and went.

"I'm it!" Liu Zhenzhen looked up at the dark sky, and he couldn't see any ghost shadows.

Xiao Cui reacted quickly and jumped on the back of the giant flea at once! This prehistoric giant flea can shoot into the air at a height of two thousand yards with a single bullet, and I don't know what happened to Xiao Cui now......" Duncan's voice became smaller and smaller.

"Obis Ratch!" Liu Zhenzhen gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence from his mouth, and was about to summon one to pursue in the air, when an empty black shadow landed right on his head.

Liu Zhenzhen subconsciously backhanded, only to feel that the head in his hand was fluttering, and there was already a thing "click" on the ground next to him, spraying Duncan's blood, Lao Liu fixed his eyes, it turned out to be a big round and flat insect the size of a sand beast, with eight finger-thick whiskers, deep gray and blood-red, belly facing up, bright and shiny, with two blue eyes on a protruding little head, two mouths, one mouth with a half-inch long hollow spike, and a mouth under the mouth of the throat, Blood spurted out of it, and the mouth was clearly pulled out by a knife.

The big round flat worm twitched on the ground. After a while, it didn't move.

"Where's Xiao Cui?" Liu Zhenzhen tilted his neck and watched for a long time.

The Drow Elf descended slowly. Like a fallen leaf, he stood in front of Liu Zhenzhen, holding a scimitar in his left hand, and the last drop of blood slipped from the lubricated blade.

"It's fine if you're okay." Liu Zhenzhen hugged Tuo Zhuoer hard. He remembered that Xiao Cui's move fell from the sky, as if it was the "magnetic levitation technique" unique to the dark elves.

"What a vicious brute! The black light is blindly picking the last one to strike!" Nedved looked at the prehistoric giant flea on the ground for a while, and it took him a long time to say this.

"Although the body of this giant flea is not small, it actually weighs less than a pound, and when it falls, there is not even a sound of wind, and in the dark, there is nothing more insidious than it." Duncan's face was blue and white: "No matter how good the blind fighting skill is, it will not hit." ”

"It's okay, it's okay, although there is a lot of blood loss in an instant. But Robinson's physique is not bad, and I am going to "push the uterus through the blood" now. Which of you girl stood up for him to give him some blood? Owen, a Greens monk, stood up from the side of the takin warrior and looked around.

"We need to cooperate!" Murphy, another Greens monk, deliberately emphasized his tone.

"I'm coming!" Xiao Cui immediately stood up.

"Let's do it too!" A large group of takin warriors also came forward.

Guoguo stood on Lao Liu's shoulder, his arms stretched longer than anyone else, pouting and glaring at others fiercely.

"Get out of the way!" The Green Party monk Owen smiled and twisted Drow's face: "Didn't you hear me say that it was 'push-palace-pass-blood'?" Where did you get a "palace" for a little boy? ”

Zhuo's little face turned red again.

"I'm coming!" Mullet immediately stepped forward.

"Let's do it too!" Daisy and Joorna floated over.

"How can this be ............" A large group of minotaur women dragged the three noble ladies aside, and the two fairies were dragons with great strength. It can compete with an ordinary human strong man, but compared with the strength of these takin women, even a child is not as good as a child, so he was pushed aside.

Xiao Cui looked nervously at a praying mantis monk while chanting "Prayer for blood". While pressing his hand on the calf of a minotaur woman, another monk pricked the minotaur woman's middle finger with a needle, and then pierced the middle finger of the takin warrior's left hand, holding both fingers tightly. Then, on the other side, he did the same again with a minotaur woman, and the two monks massaged the lower abdomen of the two minotaur women together, and the face of Robinson, the takin warrior, became rosy little by little.

Xiao Cui was a little embarrassed by the movements of the two monks.

"We're monks, so there's nothing to be ashamed of." The two Greens smiled at the minotaur woman, who was also a little embarrassed.

"If a woman is injured, how can you bleed?" The drow's purple eyes looked at the two monks curiously.

"In the same way, if you push the uterus to pass the blood, you can also suck blood." The praying mantis monk said without raising his head.

"Isn't there a difference in blood type?" Liu Zhenyue was also a little curious.

"The so-called push of the uterus is to use the nest of life to glue all the blood that has been spent into the same type of blood............ I won't be able to explain this for a while. Monk Owen was talking, and his hands didn't stop.

"Much more powerful than the witch doctor............"

"yes, yes......"

"Don't look at whose followers are ......"

"It's ......"

The minotaurs around him said one by one, and after this sentence reached Lao Liu's ears, Lao Liu suddenly puffed up his chest, and began to look forward to self-pride, and became arrogant.

"Boss, I smoked its tendons, the foot tendons of prehistoric giant fleas are the best raw materials for making bowstrings." Nedved pointed to the giant flea on the ground and said to the boss, reaching for a dagger in one hand.

Before Liu Zhenzhen could answer, he heard Ning Yu gently tugging at his robe from behind.

There was a sudden silence all around.

"Didn't you stay at the front of the queue? Why did you run behind......" Liu turned around in shock.

A poorly made lantern illuminated his face, and Lao Liu's eyes narrowed.

"Saccharin! You black rhinoceros-headed tribe are too bold!" Liu Zhen let out a low roar, and all the minotaurs were silent, and Elder Tang Jin faced the star-robed sacrifice with angry eyes. It's like a full cow.