Wang Minglai ran back along the gate for a few miles, and finally found the king of the horse's belly and the Sidi Regan.

Now Sidi Regan's face was extremely pale, and his fleshy palms were now all scattered, and a few pieces of flesh were left hanging from the bloody phalanges.

Sidi Regan didn't care about the two palms that had been abolished, and still smashed the face of the horse belly king with a bone palm with an expressionless face, the horse belly king was anxious in his heart, so he was dragged down by this old guy, and when the old man of the boulder tribe brought the holy relic, it would be dangerous.

"Old fellow, what are you trying to do! Your two claws are going to be wasted, and I'll see how you can stop me from transforming!" It is better for you to retreat now, and this king may promise not to be angry with you and your tribe in the future. The one who is here said, if you can't believe me, you might as well take advantage of the transformation of this king to quickly take your people to escape, this world is wide, and this king will not be able to find you. ”

The king of the horse's belly is really afraid, he has never seen such a lifeless person, his palms are smashed, and the king of the horse's belly looks painful, but he seems to have nothing to do with himself and is not his own palm.

"No matter what you say, it's impossible for Lao Tzu to give up to stop you from transforming into shapes, don't say that you give up this palm, even if you take my old life, I will also stop you!"

Sidi Regan's expression was resolute, no matter how much the king of the horse's belly tongue was like the lotus flower, he would not give up patting its face, he had made up his mind, he must hold on until Athan Doug came back with the holy relics.

"Patriarch, I'll give you a hand!"

Hearing the sound, Shidi Regan turned his head and saw that a young man with a small sun was running towards him quickly, who else would it be if it wasn't Wang Ming.

Feeling the familiar aura from the holy fire, Sidi Re smiled heartily, "Thank you, Xiaoyou, you really came in time, I almost can't stop the transformation of the animal." ”

In fact, although the Sidi Regan tried its best to stop it, the horse's belly king's hair was gradually covering the whole face, and the Sidi Regan could only slow down the spread of its hair as much as possible.

"What do you need me to do!"

Wang Ming jumped onto the face of the horse-belly king, and also grabbed its other fang, and he opened his mouth to ask Sidi Regan.

"Just keep slapping his face to stop its hair from covering its face, and as you can see, only its face is not covered all over its body, and if it is all covered, there is no way to do it."

As he continued to slap the horse's belly king's face vigorously, causing its fur to fall apart, he opened his mouth to explain to Wang Ming.

Shidi Regan didn't expect this kid to be able to solve the Horse Belly King, although it was guessed that Wang Ming was born in the Dao Sect and was talented, but this Horse Belly King in the Transformation Period would not be something he could deal with.

"That's right."

Wang Ming didn't attack immediately, but began to think about it.

If you attack the Horsebelly King so that it can't cover its whole body with hair, you can prevent it from transforming into shapes, so it's better to burn all its hair with a fire.

Just do it, the aura coat on the surface of Wang Ming's body became more and more hot and bright, literally illuminating the kilometer, and the Shidi Regan around him was baked with sweat by the sudden increase in the strong flames on his body surface.

………

And on a large dirt slope thousands of meters away, a pair of cavalry stood majestically on the slope, and the people riding under their crotch were strange beasts and iron, needless to say, this group of people was the people of the Boulder tribe who went back to get the holy relics.

Judging by their appearance, they should have taken the holy relics and returned, because the blood stains on their bodies had been washed away, and everyone was full of high-spirited vindictiveness, so it was certain that they had gone back to repair.

It's just that people are a little puzzled, why didn't they hurry over to rescue Sidi Regan and the others when they returned?

"Ah Gong, let's go over quickly, see how strong these animals are, the Holy Fire Tribe won't be able to hold on for long."

A warrior who looked a little like Athan Doug leaned down to Athan Doug's side and admonished.

Athan Doug was now lying on the hillside, holding a telescope-like wooden tube in his hand, which allowed him to see very far, and he could see the Holy Fire Tribe in its current form.

But he didn't move in the slightest, and the old man's face was now calmer than ever.

Hearing his grandson's words, Athan Doug tilted his face and leaned in front of him. "Aguduo, do you think the Holy Fire Tribe is more important or our Boulder Tribe is more important?"

"Of course it's the Boulder Tribe! My father and mother are all in the tribe, and I have dear brothers and sisters, grandparents. ”

Aguduo replied without thinking.

"Then this is the reason why Ah Gong didn't rush over to save them, if I rushed over, the holy relic couldn't deal with the horse-belly king, we would have a mortal enmity with that monster, and then our tribe would not be able to grow under its anger, so Ah Gong must be careful and careful, and can't rush over, unless I can be sure of victory, I can't put the Boulder tribe in danger!"

Athan Doge's eyes flashed with a light called steadfastness, it was his mission as the patriarch to protect the tribe, and he would unswervingly carry out this mission, even if he was covered in infamy and filth.

"I see, I'll listen to you."

A swarthy smile appeared on Ah Guduo's face and nodded heavily.

A group of men and horses stood motionless on the hillside, like a group of stone statues, their shadows stretched long in the moonlight.

With Wang Ming's internal force fully open, he finally had an intuitive understanding of his own strength, without using internal force, he could defeat the warriors of the Holy Fire Tribe with his physical strength alone, and if he used internal force, he could poke him to death with one finger.

Secretly estimating to himself, Wang Ming even felt that his current strength was comparable to that of those ancestors who sacrificed to protect him.

The blessing of the White Phosphorus Holy Fire was too powerful for him, and he had never seen such a powerful martial spirit realm, at least he had never seen any of the guards in the palace with flames in their spiritual power coats.

Even if he was the Grand Commander of the Palace, his spiritual power coat was only a little thicker, and it could only be an inch or two away from his body. Like Wang Ming, this kind of spiritual power coat is almost condensed into armor, more than a zhang away from the body, which is rare in the world.

Even Shidi Regan was taken aback, he shook his head and shook the sweat out of his head, and praised in his mouth: "Xiaoyou is really a rare strong man, I feel that the qi in your body is as grand as the rushing river and sea, and I can almost hear the surging sound of its operation." ”

Shi Di Ragan is not telling a lie, after living for so many years, he has occasionally dealt with monks who have cultivated internal strength, it is rare for Wang Ming to be so angry, not to mention that Wang Ming is still so young, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Shi Di Regan would have suspected that this was an old monster pretending to be tender.

It's no wonder that the holy fire that has been dedicated for thousands of years will choose him as the master, if he can catch Wang Ming, a small boat that is about to ride the wind and waves, then why worry that the holy fire tribe will not be able to prosper, it seems that this time the tribe is really a blessing in disguise.

"The old patriarch Miao praised, I am just a child, where can I be considered a strong person."

Wang Ming waved his hand and said that his slight cultivation was nothing, but in fact, he was overjoyed in his heart, and the great increase in cultivation made him more confident in the next trial.

"Xiaoyou is really modest, but what are you doing on the ground? The beast needs to be punched in the face to stop it from transforming. ”

It turned out that Wang Mingshi's body had slowly landed on the ground when he unleashed his full strength, so Sidi Regan would have this question.

"Old patriarch, I want to see if I can burn the hair on this animal directly."

Wang Ming directly said his thoughts, this is a peculiar idea, and Sidi Regan nodded thoughtfully.

"Then you can try to see, I'm old, and people don't think of this method when they are confused, they only know how to use brute force to hit it in the face."

Wang Ming didn't reply, he stepped forward with his left foot, stood on the ground with half a stride, pushed his hands flat, and put on a posture of punching with Japanese characters.

The outer garment of spiritual power on his body swished, and the internal force of his body operated at a super high speed according to the route. A golden and red light gradually emerged from Wang Ming's fists, illuminating his handsome face with some special heroism.

"What are you doing, little ghost! This king warns you not to mess around, otherwise this king will definitely kill your nine clans and kill and eat up all the tribes behind you. ”

Looking at Wang Ming's posture, the king of the horse's belly, who originally felt that the victory was in his hands, was a little anxious, if it was really smashed by Wang Ming's flaming fist, maybe it would really burn its hair, and then the fruit that had been transformed to the last moment would be completely destroyed, so the king of the horse's belly yelled at Wang Ming loudly, trying to scare him.

"Hehe, you beast still want to destroy my nine clans, what do you think you are? And worthy to say that! ”

Wang Xingxing's eyes were round, this horse-belly king was just a demon beast that had just touched the transformation realm, and it could be regarded as an innate realm, so he dared to threaten to kill Wang Ming's nine clans.

You must know that Wang Ming came from 100,000 years or even hundreds of thousands of years later, and at that time, this horse-belly king was already a loess, so its current shouting was just useless, and it would not pose any threat to Wang Ming at all, but made him a little funny.

Hearing Wang Ming say this, the king of the horse's belly was frightened. What do you mean? Could it be that this Terran cub has some other special origin? The King of Horse's Belly thought to himself. That's right, none of the Terrans I usually encounter are as white as Wang Ming, and I have never seen such a powerful Terran cub.

Wang Ming's pressure on it was much stronger than that of Sidi Regan, but Sidi Regan was one of the few strong tribes in the vicinity.

This can't help the king of the horse's belly to think too much, could it be that the human cub in front of him is from a distant city? Are those big guys cubs? The horse's eyes were constantly swirling, and there were moments of thought and horror in their big eyes.

"Don't think about it, you can't think of the origin of this king if you want to break your head."

Wang Ming was a little funny in his heart, with the brain of you, a beast, if you want to break your head, you won't know that this king is from the future.

Don't say that it is the king of the horse's belly, and even Sidi Regan does not believe that Wang Ming is from the future. Wang Ming's words made him believe even more that he was the queen of the Daomen, and maybe he was still a powerful descendant of a high and powerful person in the Daomen.

I have to say that the brain replenishment ability of these natives is still powerful, and it's a pity not to write.