Chapter 825: Bloody Prison Reorganization (1)

Suichao, west.

On the Blood Hell Mountain, the mountains and rivers are still beautiful, and under the Blood Hell Mountain, there are still mountains of corpses and a sea of blood.

Murderous, blood mist filled, large and small castles, scattered among the poor mountains and bad waters, countless strange-shaped monsters, wearing messy armor, waving all kinds of weapons, are shouting and roaring in the castle.

Suddenly, a sharp birdsong was heard, and in a castle with a radius of more than ten miles, a golden-flowered sparrow with a wingspan flew into the sky, 'squeaked' and circled in the air, and then swooped down towards a neighboring castle.

In the miserable howl of 'Ang, Ang', a big wild boar with a body length of nearly 100 zhang, fat and strong, and black hair all over its body was caught by the golden-flowered hemp finch from the castle, and it wriggled and struggled like a little vegetable worm, and was caught by the finch and flew high.

"Bastard!" a roar came from the castle where the boar was.

A head about ten zhang tall, pig-headed human body, fat and strong, dark body, but wearing a set of bright red bright light armor, a lake green cloak, a bright yellow ribbon around the waist, stepping on sea-blue boots, wearing an onion-green turban, the body is colorful and quite bright and bright strong man soared into the air.

The pig-headed man stepped on the clouds, held a long-handled melon-headed hammer, and gritted his teeth to chase the golden-flowered sparrow.

The goldenrod sparrow squeaked and laughed wildly, and suddenly his tail moved, and a bubble of bird droppings poured down like a waterfall, spraying the pig-headed man's whole face, almost knocking him out of the air and hitting him to the ground.

This finch has a wingspan of thousands of feet, a huge body, and the bubble of bird feces fell like a hill, and he deliberately used a demonic force in it, the pig-headed strong man was smashed quite embarrassed, and the bird feces fell on the ground and shook the mountain, and the price of a thousand feet of mountain collapsed in half.

"Bird Lao Jiu, I'll join you-old mother!" The pig-headed strong man suffered a loss, gritted his teeth and continued to chase.

However, his body was huge, and his escape method was quite inferior, and his flight speed could not catch up with the golden sparrow at all, and he ran around for a quarter of an hour, but he really couldn't catch up with the sparrow, so he could only fall back to his castle out of breath, standing on the head of the city and scolding with his feet.

The golden flower big finch chose a towering tree on the Blood Hell Mountain and fell, held down the wild boar with one paw, tore it with a big mouth, and ate the wild boar clean in three or two strokes, and even swallowed the pig hair.

The pig-headed strong man jumped his feet and scolded in the distance, but the finch did not think of the 'squeak' roar, its cry was tactful and pleasant, but there was also a bit of singing charm in it.

The pig-headed man was even more furious, and with a roar of his sledgehammer, he rushed towards the castle where the golden-sparrow was.

Behind the pig-headed strong man, there was a group of human-shaped, or still four-hoofed wild boar spirits rushing out, rolling up the rolling demon clouds and heading straight to the bird castle two hundred miles away.

In the castle of the birds, a large group of strong men with bird heads, or bird spirits still in the form of birds, 'squeaked', stood at the head of the city, grabbed large boulders and threw them outside.

The boulders fell, smashing the boars all over the ground.

The wild boar spirits also picked up small earthen bags and threw them towards the city, until the city wall 'boomed' and shook.

The two sides fought in an extremely disorderly manner, and in the end, it was the pig-headed strong man who smashed the city wall for several miles with a hammer, grabbed a bird-headed man and stuffed it into his mouth and gnawed it indiscriminately, and then he took a group of wild boar spirits that were smashed to the bones and tendons back to his castle.

The golden-flowered sparrow standing on the big tree of the Blood Hell Mountain squeaked and cursed, jumping from the pig-headed man's father and mother to his ancestors thirty-six generations ago.

On this side, the conflict between the pig's head and the bird's head had just come to an end, and more than a hundred miles away, a castle entrenched by a group of sheep spirits actually took the initiative to attack the castle dominated by a group of wolf spirits next door.

Thousands of horned goats with a body length of dozens of zhang, copper heads, iron foreheads, and double horns with silver color 'bleating' roared, bringing up black hurricanes one after another, roaring and impacting the castle occupied by the wolf spirit.

On the city wall, the wolf spirits hissed and wailed: "Help, this group of crazy sheep is here again...... Help me...... Sheep eat wolves, there is no reason!"

There was a loud bang, obviously a section of the city wall that had just been filled with rammed earth was smashed to pieces by these rampaging goats, and the crazy goats rushed into the castle, and the four doors of the city were opened, and hundreds of thousands of wolf-headed strong men or wolf spirits who were still primitive wolf shapes spewed saliva and screamed "Wow", and escaped from the city in embarrassment.

The sound of 'click' was incessant, and countless wolf spirits were broken by these crazy goats, and fell to the ground and convulsed.

The goats slammed their hooves on the badly injured wolf spirits, opened their mouths to reveal their fangs, and with a few 'clicks', they bit the wolf spirits to the ground and died on the spot.

A group of very large weasels, lined up in a straight array, slipped past the battlefield of goats and wolves without squinting. Many weasels have eggs the size of a water tank in their mouths.

A large group of old hens with gorgeous feathers and colorful clouds 'clucked', fluttering their wings, and their eyes were red, rushing out of the distant mountains and forests, and desperately chased after the weasels.

A few weasels with chicken feathers on their mouths roared, and a large group of weasels turned their heads after them and greeted the old hens.

Dozens of old hens with extremely fat and huge bodies, and demonic breath spewed out several feet in their eyes, waving their paws quickly, leading a large group of old hens to scratch and scratch at these weasels.

The weasels, who have been eating chickens for a long time, were suddenly beaten and retreated, and one by one they were caught covered in blood, and they turned around and fled with a scream.

The chickens marched through the battlefields of goats and wolves without squinting, chasing the weasel packs with eggs in their mouths.

The roars, roars, and the insults and greetings of those big demons who have cultivated into human forms resounded in the sky.

The entire surrounding area of the Blood Hell Mountain is filled with a miasma, and this kind of fighting and devouring between different ethnic groups has become the 'daily entertainment' to which the Blood Hell Mountain belongs.

Suddenly, a high-pitched gong sounded, and a large group of thumb-sized hummingbirds, with human heads and bodies, flew through the air as fast as arrows, and they were screaming in a hissing voice: "Officers and soldiers are coming, officers and soldiers are coming!"

A few hummingbirds, with slightly immature faces, shouted at their throats: "The eagle dog of the Sui Dynasty is here again, brothers...... Old and young masters......"

A few small but extremely fast falcons descended from the sky and slaughtered these unscrupulous hummingbirds on the spot.

"Eagle dog dog legs?