Ning Que hid in the crevices of the rocks, watching the shadows that fell completely cover the circles of light that were scattered and scattered, and his heart was determined, the killing machine that was not there was completely extinguished and dissipated at this moment, leaving no trace behind.

But the strange thing is that the light that imprints into the eyes is like the afterglow of the dusk and sunset, becoming more and more narrow and long, and then leaving only a gap, and finally only a piece of darkness, in the darkness, the hairs move without wind, like catkins fluttering.

Outside the rock, there was a rough wheezing sound, and then slowly transformed into a howl, the momentum that covered the sky was weakening little by little, and the countless hairs as thick as thorns in front of him were shaking more and more, and gusts of wind were heard, like wings flapping.

An earth-shattering thunder roar, piercing the dense forest, the thorn-like hair in front of him surged, gradually faded, and the light reappeared, in the dense forest, blue ripples splashed down from the sky, like a hundred zhang waterfall, torrenting, approaching this black giant beast.

Ning Que didn't dare to move in the slightest, the explosion in the sky, the blue air waves that splashed down swept the rows of lush trees away, a blue streamer fell down, the giant beast turned over, a wall-sized forelimb shot out, and the air turned into a howitzer to knock the blue streamer away.

At this time, Ning Que was able to get a glimpse of the whole picture, his eyes were scarlet and murderous, but when he leaned down, he revealed a bit of charity, and the word "demon" engraved on his forehead also faded, and he leaned out his claws and stroked towards the bloodshot little beast on one side, helping to straighten out the knotted fur.

"Whoa," several childish and funny cries came.

After a few breaths, the giant beast suddenly stood up, its limbs like four straight pillars, turned its head and rubbed its newborn young beast with its lion-like and tiger-like head, and shook its body, and a gust of cold wind swept through the gap, and blood splattered all over its face.

The giant beast catapulted out and floated in the air, its gray wings spread out horizontally, like a flock of geese arranged in a herringbone shape, covering the branches within a radius of tens of meters, and it could be seen from afar.

Ning Que looked at the blood stains all over the ground, drops of dense blood drops dripped down the rock wall and fell into the stone cracks, he was a little happy in his heart, just feeling the terrifying momentum outside the rock, if he could take the young beast in front of him for his own use, wouldn't it be a help in the future, but it was just thinking about it.

The giant beast in mid-air blew a breath, I am afraid that it will blow itself out of the clouds, and when it sleeps on its side, its body is involuntarily paralyzed, unable to move, and the atmosphere does not dare to come out, it is good to be able to save a small life.

Suddenly, the little beast rolled on the ground, its eyes were round like two night pearls, its hair was shining and soft, like fine silk, and it glanced towards where Ning Que was, his eyes showed a fierce light, and the word "Demon" on his forehead slowly appeared, approaching step by step.

In mid-air, the aggressive sound of firecrackers was high and low, and the dense woods around it turned into countless sawdust, like stones that had been swept away, piercing through the towering trees.

The little beast whimpered abruptly, turned its head away, and stared pitifully into the air.

Ning Que also looked along, and the figure finally revealed the true face of Lushan, there was actually a little bit of Xia Yuanming's outline, and then in connection with the momentum of the cracking Taishan, there was a speculation in his heart, sure enough, Xia Yuanming's surveillance disappeared into invisibility, and there must be a backhand.

Looking up at the sky, the wings of the giant beast flapped, and waves of air swept through the dense forest, the wind played, and the branches and leaves scattered like locusts, all bowed and bent over, the blood stains on the fur were like blood rain, drifting away, and the air exuded a strong fishy smell.

The person who vacated the sky on the opposite side roared endlessly: "Lion Demon Tiger, I can't imagine that the legendary spirit beast Lion Demon Tiger gave birth here, God bless me, God bless me." ”

Suddenly, he fell to the ground, his feet were as deep as a rock, and a yellow aura covered his body, and two spiraling blue arcs in his hands drew from bottom to top, reaching the abdomen of the lion demon tiger.

Ning Que took the opportunity to roll around, rolled out of the gap, and watched a beast and a person fighting fiercely, without even looking at it, and flew towards a secluded place.

The man's eyes glanced back and forth a few times, then shook his head, and put Ning Que on one side, a hairy boy, cutting grass and roots, it was as easy as a snap, and the lion and demon tiger in front of him who had just given birth were greatly injured, the wound was broken, and the breath gradually weakened.

Ning Que took an arrow step, crossed a pothole, and stepped steadily on the rock wall covered with silt, click, the rock shattered, and the next leap forward, stepping into the puddle, the stagnant water splashed down. With both hands in claws, he grabbed the rock wall in front of him, inserted it into the gap, rubbed his feet up and lifted it up, three or two times, and jumped up the slightly steep rock wall.

The little beast in the back looked at another figure, and the breath was extremely weak, not to be afraid, jumped figure, followed by it, where the limbs plowed, leaving deep claw marks, the fierce light in the beast's pupils became more and more vigorous, and it was less than ten zhang away from Ning Que without a few breaths.

Xia Yuanqin, who was resisting head-on, looked a little panicked, if the fat in his mouth ran away, wouldn't he be punished by heaven? Just as he was about to chase after him, a huge shadow fell in front of him, blocking the way, and looked behind him reluctantly, and then resolutely burst out with a fierce and violent aura.

The whole world trembled, the rubble fell, the trees all rose from the ground, and the shadows of beasts in the deep forest panicked and fled into the distance.

Xia Yuanqin's eyes changed suddenly, revealing a shocked look, and he quickly retreated, and the earthy yellow overturned mountain-shaped shield in front of him blocked the earth-shaking domineering momentum layer by layer, and the earthy yellow light was pushed out by it, reaching the lion and demon tiger, and the blue cloud wings behind him swayed upward, reaching a peak, swooping down, and galloping in the direction of the little beast.

The huge body of the lion demon tiger is also rising, and it is tightly blocked in front of it, leaving no chance to take advantage of it. What's even more terrifying is that the arrogance and the expansion of the body continue to grow, and the originally strong and powerful and majestic body is like a ball of flesh at the moment, and the more it swells, the bigger it becomes.

It was only at this time that Xia Yuanqin suddenly realized that the lion demon tiger's plan was to explode by itself, and he didn't have time to think about anything else, the blue wings only flew into the sky, and he fled in the wilderness, and with a bang, the air wave turned a radius of ten miles into powder.

Xia Yuanqin's body curled up into a ball, and he fully encouraged the aura in the dantian, and the rolling earthy yellow aura spread along the meridians, turning into a river like the Yellow River and spreading in front of him, forming arcs, and the arcs were constantly superimposed, as if spraying paint.

In an instant, the earthy yellow aura formed an ellipsoidal shield, and it was still thickening, and the waves of qi were rushing, wave after wave, extinguishing the earthy yellow light layer that was covered and turning it into powder.

The mushroom clouds in the sky fluttered into the cirrus clouds, resounding through the clouds, the dark clouds covered the top, the smoke clouds curled, the earth-colored halo in front of Xia Yuanqin did not disappear for a few breaths, and the vanished smoke dissipated, and the whole person was turned into a starlight by the thrust generated by the explosion, and fell into the bare mountain stream.

Fell with a blue nose and swollen face, a broken head and a pool of blood, a pool of blood overflowing from his mouth, grief and indignation, looking at the sky bitterly, "so ruthless, so ruthless." After speaking, he spit out blood again, his expression was a little trance, and he lost his footing into a thousand years of hatred, and the wealth was moving, not to mention the young son of the Lion Demon Tiger who had just been born, plus a Lion Demon Tiger who was physically and mentally exhausted, seriously injured and dying?

I secretly regret it in my heart, or I am too careless, if I can be careful in my calculations, use all kinds of means, soft grinding and hard bubbles, guerrilla warfare, and consume this weak and dying lion and demon tiger, how can I end up like this?

Ning Que looked at the mushroom cloud churning in the sky, and after dozens of breaths, the roaring mushroom cloud wrapped himself and the little beast that flew away, and the momentum shattered the mountain and cracked the rocks, and he fell deep into the mountain, and his whole body was broken, and he didn't even have the strength to raise his fingers.

Even the little beast is not much better than himself, like a mural.

In the blink of an eye, two days have passed, Ning Que moved his limbs that were already sore and paralyzed, pulled out from the rock wall, looked at the dying beast on one side, licked the wound, pulled out from the inlaid rock wall, the gravel fell off, and the marks on the limbs were wide open, which was a bit funny.

Ning Que stood and looked into the distance, looking down at the basin in front of him, which was as wide as a hundred zhang, like a huge porcelain bowl, with water pouring inside, countless wooden branches floating on it, and limb wreckage everywhere.

The dense forest turned into a wasteland, destroying the heavens and the earth, everything in front of him seemed to be telling, power determines everything, and it was not until this moment that it was deeply engraved in the heart of Ning Que, who had not been calm for a long time.

Then, using some small means, he slaughtered a few wild beasts, fed the white-eyed wolf next to him, and kept staring at himself mercilessly, not letting down his vigilance.

Ning Que's patience gradually ran out, he couldn't beat it, he didn't eat the soft ones, he shook his hands and left, and the young beasts followed from a distance, neither far away nor closer.