The snow mastiff king's body is scarred, the pure snow-white hair is very messy, the wounds on the forelimbs and abdomen and neck are constantly oozing blood, and the body is a little unstable on his feet, but even so, the snow mastiff king always holds his head high, this is the arrogance and indesirability of being a Tibetan mastiff, and they have a dignity that cannot be desecrated.

Facing the head wolf who dared to challenge his dignity, the snow mastiff king reacted without hesitation, his two eyes radiated a fierce light, and his mouth emitted a dull roar with strong penetrating power, staring at the head wolf deadly, and his sharp claws began to dig the ground, looking like he was about to pounce.

"Whew"

Maybe it was because the Snow Mastiff King was very powerful on weekdays, and the head wolf weighed it, but he still chose to retreat and slowly retreat.

These steppe wolves besieged but did not attack, and it seems that they also knew that the snow mastiff king would not last long, and planned to consume it alive and dead.

Originally, Shi Zhong did not intend to meddle in this kind of natural biological chain, after all, the cultivator had seen too much of the weak and the strong in nature in the past two or three months, but he really didn't want to see such a pure-blooded Tibetan mastiff die, and now in this society, pure-blooded Tibetan mastiffs are basically difficult to find, even some herdsmen can't ask for them, and they have all returned to the embrace of the god of the snow-capped mountains.

Jumping high and falling to the ground safely, Shi Zhong had always been hidden, but now he walked out openly, and immediately distracted the two sides who had to fight, and looked at Shi Zhong vigilantly The intruder, and the wolf is also worthy of being a cunning animal, the head wolf took advantage of the snow mastiff king's slight distraction, suddenly rose up, and bit the snow mastiff king's neck fiercely, intending to kill with one blow. And in fact, it did succeed, and the injured body of the Snow Mastiff King and his distraction made it too late to react.

A hint of cunning flashed in the wolf's eyes, but just as it thought it had succeeded, it suddenly felt a chill on its neck. The body fell out with a "bang", the blood sprayed out of the throat could not be stopped, and the mouth made a "whin" convulsions. To hell with it.

The death of the head wolf suddenly made the remaining dozen or so steppe wolves a little riotous, and wolves are social animals. The head wolf plays a vital role in leadership, and the head wolf is like an army without a commander. And Shi Zhong sneered, and as soon as he raised his hand, a flame shot out from the palm of his hand, and in the middle of a gray steppe wolf who hesitated and didn't know whether to advance or retreat, "whoosh", his body turned into a ball of flames, struggling to die, and became a roast wolf.

"Whew"

Shi Zhong's hand really worked. The wolves that had lost their fighting spirit when they saw that the wolf was dead suddenly dispersed like a tide, and Shi Zhong was also slightly relieved, he planned to save the Tibetan mastiff, but he did not plan to eliminate these wolves, which was not in line with the laws of nature. It will destroy the ecology of this desert.

Shi Zhong turned around, the Snow Mastiff King had already fallen to the ground, and when he saw Shi Zhong approaching, he immediately struggled to stand up, and let out a warning roar from his mouth, as if he did not show kindness because Shi Zhong had relieved it. With a fierce light in his eyes, he protected the puppy under him.

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you, I'm here to heal you!" Shi Zhong carefully comforted, trying to communicate with the Snow Mastiff King, and at the same time, using the Dao power in his body, he tried to be as friendly and natural as possible.

Sure enough, although the Snow Mastiff King also roared, his cry was light, maybe it was the fresh and natural breath of Shi Zhong's body that made him feel close, maybe it was too seriously injured and a little tired.

Shi Zhong approached the Snow Mastiff King, and found that the injuries on its body were more serious than he expected, if no one bandaged it, it could not escape weakness and death, frowning, Shi Zhong approached the Snow Mastiff King again, suddenly, the Snow Mastiff King suddenly attacked, rushed to the front of Shi Zhong, with a big mouth, it was really a lion's big mouth, towards Shi Zhong's arm, looking at the Snow Mastiff King's huge teeth, if it was bitten, the arm would be broken.

Fortunately, Shi Zhong had already taken precautions, and used his Dao power, one slap pressed the head of the Snow Mastiff King, and then the other hand pressed on its back, this Tibetan mastiff, which was not much smaller than the lion, was suppressed by Shi Zhong, and then transported life energy, and after infiltrating into the wound of the Tibetan mastiff, the blood that had been unable to stop immediately stopped oozing out.

Originally, the snow mastiff king was still struggling very much, but at the moment when Shi Zhong crossed into the life energy, the Tibetan mastiff under him who was struggling violently suddenly quieted down, and his head looked at Shi Zhong, full of looks, and surprise and gratitude were included, which made Shi Zhong very surprised, this Tibetan mastiff's IQ was not low.

The terrifying healing power of life energy is still very effective, a few breaths, the snow mastiff king's injury is basically recovered, where the life energy passes, not only stimulates the body function of the Tibetan mastiff, but also stimulates its cells, the cells of the body are more active, Shi Zhong sensed that the blood of this Tibetan mastiff has been fully upgraded to a level, that is to say, the strength of this Tibetan mastiff has gone up a level, I am afraid that at this time it is to let it fight a lion, it also dares to pounce.

"Roar"

Once the snow mastiff king recovered from his injury, he violently broke free from the control of the stone bell, and the stone bell also took advantage of the situation to let go, only to see it run into the distance, looking up to the sky and roaring, the voice was as thick as a male, the penetrating power was extremely strong, and it was full of the majesty of the king.

Shi Zhong looked at it, with a dense mane like an African lion, a broad chest, and a blazing gaze. Nature has endowed her with the temperament of a king, noble, elegant, calm, brave, the more you look at it, the more you love it, but this snow mastiff king, I'm afraid it's not a herdsman's, because Shi Zhong interprets the unruly wildness in its eyes, the kind of eyes that yearn for freedom are exactly the same as the golden crown and black eagle, walking in the snow mountains, and being worshiped by the herdsmen as the snow mountain god dog, Shi Zhong's heart moved, is it not a snow mastiff?

Shi Zhong has heard of this legend, it is said that this kind of Tibetan mastiff body is the size of a calf, the whole body is snow-white, often haunts the snow-capped mountains, and has saved many herdsmen in distress in the snow-capped mountains, so it is worshiped by the herdsmen as the guardian saint of the snow-capped mountains.

Thinking like this, the snow mastiff king had already run back, yelled at it a few times, and then took out a small mastiff in the dirt pit, hairy and snow-white, his eyes had not yet opened, and he hung in his mother's mouth, motionless, Shi Zhong looked at it, this little mastiff seemed to be congenitally insufficient, and its vitality was extremely weak, and it seemed that it could die at any time.

The Snow Mastiff King put the little mastiff at Shi Zhong's feet and roared in a low voice, as if to signal Shi Zhong to pick up the little mastiff.

Shi Zhong picked up the little mastiff, and the little mastiff struggled, and also opened its toothless mouth to bite Shi Zhong.

It's really wild!

Shi Zhong tried to input a stream of life energy, the little mastiff's body shook, and it stopped moving, but Shi Zhong obviously felt that its vitality was no longer lost, and it seemed to be asleep lazily lying in Shi Zhong's hands, and when Shi Zhong looked up again, he could only see the arrogant back of the Snow Mastiff King, which was extremely fast and disappeared at the end of the wilderness.

Shi Zhong didn't expect that he was lucky to be able to see this legendary snow mastiff, and sighed at his shit luck, and got a young mastiff for nothing.

Glancing at the plush mastiff in his hand, Shi Zhong teased: "Little guy, follow me to eat and drink spicy food in the future, I am guaranteed to be a hundred times happier than you in this snowy mountain, and I still hug left and right!" ”

Recently, the weather on the prairie is very good, the sun is shining, and it is extremely sunny at noon, but walking on the avenue, Shi Zhong can still see many pedestrians heading forward, but they all have a characteristic, that is, after a while, they will stop and lie on the ground and mutter, with a face of piety, even if they are driving a tractor.

It's called a pilgrim, right?

When Shi Zhong passed by them, he could feel that there were faint wisps of imperceptible energy emanating from them, the power of piety, the power of faith or the power of thought! This made Shi Zhong very surprised, there was no special method that could exude the power of the mind after decades of cultivation, it seemed that their piety had reached a certain level, and they were able to break through their own limitations.

The stone bell continued to walk forward, and saw many pilgrims along the way, and finally on the seventh day, the stone bell arrived at the largest pilgrim gathering place, the Potala Palace, but the stone bell did not enter the city, but only looked at this immortal palace in the distance.

Beside Shi Zhong, there stood a man in battle armor, who was a demon pill, and I saw that his face was full of horror: "How is it possible that such a strong power of faith fills that palace?" "The power of faith is as vast as the sea, brilliant, sacred and majestic, surging and enveloping the entire palace, ordinary people can't see it, but how can a god like Onimaru, who is itself condensed by divine thoughts, not be able to see it? Shi Zhong can sense the power of heaven and earth, and he can also sense it.

"Buddhism has opened up a path that no one has traveled!" Shi Zhong looked at the almost materialized power of faith and sighed, every moment he could sense the wisps of faith power in all directions integrated into it, more than a thousand years of accumulation, it was hard to imagine how terrifying it would be if someone in the palace could control this power of faith like a sea, it was like mastering such a majestic power of heaven and earth in an instant, and it was invincible.

"It seems to be pregnant with a young general-like existence, but it's different, it's too powerful!" Onimaru trembled, he was also a god, and his sensing power was much stronger than that of Shi Zhong.

"You're saying there's a god like you in the palace?" Shi Zhong was surprised.

"Yes, it's just that it hasn't taken shape yet, it's a huge black Buddha statue, full of black flames, with a body wrapped with thunder, with countless arms, and there are high monks chanting for it day and night!!" Onimaru suddenly screamed, and his body turned into a puff of black smoke and escaped into the triangular black banner in Shi Zhong's pocket.