"Damn...... Damn Nguyen Van ......"

Kokosa, who was scarred on the snake's body, scolded frantically in his heart:

"If it weren't for him desperately chasing me, how could I have easily used the 'original ban' to open the original prison? Half of my savings were smashed out, and now I am still in this step...... I curse him not to die well......"

Thinking that the original ban that he paid so much to conceive and successfully conceive was originally used as a life-saving thing, but at this time it became the cause of his own bones, how could Koko not be angry?

Original ban!

This is the most mysterious strange thing in the Chongming Continent, and it can open this ancient murderous prison and the original prison. Those who can obtain the original ban have always relied on an unpredictable chance, otherwise, even if you cultivate or have power, it is impossible to get a piece of the original ban.

Koshina is one of those who has a good chance.

For people with deep backgrounds like Kokina, it is not difficult to know that there is actually a great opportunity hidden in the original prison.

Therefore, after he spent nearly half of his savings to conceive and successfully raise the original ban, he thought that he would go to the original prison to get a chance when his cultivation was good, but he didn't expect that he had to trigger the original ban when he was chased and killed by Mo Qilin Ruan Wen this time.

"I, Xingke, died today at the hands of these Winged Human Scum Zai, and you Ruan Wen will definitely not live long...... Hey, hey, hey...... Native Creatures...... Rakshasa ...... Winged Terran ...... There are also countless vicious people...... The most important thing is ...... That real devil!"

When it came to the true demon, Xingke's heart trembled, this was almost an existence that terrified him, but he hated that Ruan Wen only told him at the last moment that the real demon had appeared in the original prison.

Kokoto was really disappointed at that moment.

True Demon, that's equivalent to ...... The presence of the totem.

When Yukiko was in the outside world, he had heard all kinds of terrible rumors about the birth of a true demon in the original prison.

A true demon can be called terrifying in the outside world, but if it is in the original prison, it is an inexplicable existence.

There were once three true demons in the original prison, and the appearance of each of them was almost a catastrophe for the original prison, if it weren't for the strong people from the outside world entering the original prison, I'm afraid that this ancient prison would have become a complete Jedi.

As a result, Koshina has an irrepressible fear of the true demon. The original prison may have been a chance for him, but now it is completely dead.

"Whoosh"

"Whoosh"

"Whoosh"

The sound of breaking the air hit one after another.

The alert Kokona didn't look back, writhing the massive snake body with his judgment of the sound and air currents.

Several black feathers were nailed to the ground, but most of them still pierced into the body.

Kokona let out a roar of pain, and his powerful muscles tightened so that the blood didn't flow too fast.

This is the most annoying.

This bullshit place not only suppresses cultivation, but even suppresses spiritual consciousness so much that it can't go out of the body.

And once those black feathers with amazing speed entered the range of Sanzhang, Na Yukiko didn't have much confidence to avoid it, so he fled all the way, and he was already entangled in the scalp of several winged people chasing behind him.

I don't know why I was so unlucky, and when I met the Winged Human Race, even if I met a more vicious Rakshasa or Shura, I wouldn't become like this!

In the original Prison, the winged races had a natural advantage, they could fight and run, and few people could escape from under their hands.

"Wow"

The black feathers that pierced the ground and Kokona's body were all gone.

The five black-winged people led by General Feng slowly recovered most of their weakened aura as they withdrew those black feathers.

Obviously, firing the black feather is not a drain on them, but it is just a force that can make up for the loss after retracting.

Less than half an hour later, there was another round of black feather shooting, and the five divine beasts Xingke was simply miserable.

However, fortunately, as a divine beast with a strong bloodline, he was strong enough, and even if he was suppressed and cultivated, he still had a strong vitality, so he could still escape all the way.

............

A knife stabbed into the head of a fang, twisted it fiercely, and waited until the vitality of this fierce and cunning native creature was extinguished, and Ji Baisu drew the knife out, bringing out a puddle of fishy blood.

"The Owl Tooth is indeed the most difficult race to deal with in the native creatures, and with the cover of being slaughtered and not afraid of death, the Owl Tooth is ten times more difficult. ”

Ji Baisu said secretly in his heart.

Grasping the weakness of the native creatures in order to kill them with one blow, Ji Baisu has done it very skillfully. But I still feel the difficulty of the fangs.

Most of the native creatures rely on their own instincts and sharp claws and teeth to fight, and to put it bluntly, they are no different from wild beasts.

As the most domineering of all races, the Slaughter is less of a threat than the Owlfang, like a stupid tiger, while the Owltooth is a cunning leopard.

Naturally, things that don't have brains are much more powerful.

Especially for a master like Ji Baisu, who is skilled in the realm of swordsmanship, slaughter is even more useless. And the fighting instinct of the Owl Tooth caused Ji Baisu to be harmed.

Looking around, after Ji Baisu found that there were no other native creatures around, he turned his head to look at the Rakshasa child Cha Zhijue who had a broken arm, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Ji Baisu didn't say much, and with a flick of his fingers, a small stone that had been scorched by magma flew out, hitting the side of Cha Zhijue's neck.

Holding the child who cried with a broken arm, he fainted, even if he was scheming, he was still a child, and it was normal for him to be unable to endure the pain of a broken arm.

And the side saw Ji Baisu understate cut off one of Cha Zhijue's arms, and simply killed a fallen slaughter and two fangs.

It was definitely the most beautiful and effective battle he had ever seen to slay the native creatures.

As the son of the general Cha Porsi, Cha Po Si has seen many warriors with great strength in the clan fighting and slaughtering, tearing their fangs with their hands, but without exception, it is both violent and bloody, and it also requires a lot of strength.

And the Rakshasa in front of him, who looked like a woman and a man, showed him another way, which didn't seem to require much strength, just a few slashes and stabs, and the slaughtered life was as fragile as paper.

"It's amazing. ”

Cha Po muttered.

He has a long face, but his chest is extremely flat, and his arms, waist and abdomen have become a little thicker under intentional control.

This is the current appearance of Ji Baisu.

After Gen Tubu said that he was a saint for the first time, Ji Baisu really regretted it, so when he officially proposed his identity to the Rakshasa clan later, Ji Baisu interrupted the words of the patriarch Tubuze, changed his gender back, and called himself the Holy Son.

Tubu also obediently did not express any doubts.

Therefore, the current Ji Baisu can be said to have combined the advantages of Rakshasa men and women, and has become the "white-faced scholar" of the Rakshasa clan.

At this time, Ji Baisu nodded to Cha Poxi, and said calmly:

"You're good. ”

Now that he has become the Holy Son, Ji Baisu has to restrain his various unnecessary emotions, at least not on his face, which will help maintain the majesty of the "Holy Son".

"I ......"

Cha Bai Xi was really stunned by Ji Baisu's "unapproachable", Ji Baisu's "delicate" face was usually said to be not majestic, but when he looked at it, he always felt that there was a feeling of sincerity.

In fact, this is also the reason why Ji Baisu has the divinity of the Rakshasa clan.

Ji Baisu deliberately exuded a little bit of divinity, which was obviously very effective for this Rakshasa child who had never seen much of the world.

"You're in charge of carrying him, and we'll lean into the middle of the group, can you do it?"

Ji Baisu pointed at Cha Zhijue, although it was a questioning tone, but obviously there was no intention of discussing.

He walked straight over and grabbed Cha Zhijue and put it on Tu Poxi's back.

Tu Porphyry was also very competitive, and he didn't say much, so he ran back directly with Cha Zhijue on his back.

Ji Baisu turned his head, his eyes swept around sharply, and the knife in his left hand and his right hand fork rushed towards several places like a phantom.

The soldiers of the Bosheng battalion who were in charge of the broken battle suffered heavy casualties, and the defense line had been opened by the fallen slaughter who were good at charging the battle among the local creatures, and with the fangs, the Rakshasa clan was in danger.

This is also to be expected, the Rakshasa clan is fierce, but it can't stand the endless native creatures.

On average, an adult Rakshasa warrior can get rid of five Fallen Teeth and three Owl Fangs, and a more powerful one or two Razor Teeth or Slaughter, but for native creatures, it is not a fatal injury, and the general injuries are negligible.

After a period of recovery, it was alive and kicking again.

Ji Baisu desperately blocked a few openings that had been rushed open, and while transmitting the sound to the Bosheng camp, the defense line slowly contracted.

After paying the price of some of the deaths, those underage Rakshasa children finally slowly followed the group.

Ji Baisu stopped staying, and retreated in time.

The remaining Bosheng camp, which had less than 100 members, was annihilated by the tide of native creatures.

But no one was intimidated, and the battle was empty.

The battle was so tragic that Ji Baisu couldn't help but stop and watch for a while.

For the Rakshasa clan, Ji Baisu, who proclaimed himself the "Holy Son", has no sense of identity, but he can't help but admire the strength of this race is not unreasonable.

He was also exiled to his former prison.

"Don't you have any plans? If you continue like this, sooner or later you will lose all the people of the land. ”

Ji Baisu approached Cha Po Si and asked softly.

Behind the Rakshasa Brigade, a river of magma slowed down the progress of the native creatures.

The Rakshasa clan occupies a strong body, and no matter the elderly, weak, women and children, they will not be injured in the magma for a short time.

But the native creatures are different, except for the slaughter, the rest of the native creatures are afraid of the scorching magma. Therefore, relying on the slaughter to transport the army, the speed will naturally be slow, and for a long time, the slaughter will not be able to withstand the toxic infection of magma.

Ji Baisu came to the rescue of the young Rakshasa clan, and Cha Porsi's opinion of him had changed greatly, so he no longer hid and choked at this time, and said:

"The clan has a well-planned migration plan, but we have been disrupted, so we have to do something else. However, it is important that as long as we make it through the spring, the native creatures will not be able to catch up. But ......"

Cha Po Si hesitated.

"What?"

Ji Baisu frowned.

"But there are still more than 500 miles of traced springs, and there are no similar dangerous places on the road ahead to stop the native creatures. ”

Cha Porsi pointed to the magma river that had made the native creatures suffer:

"And I still have two worries. One is that the abomination may intercept at the front, and the other is that the Shunquan Abandoned Clan may intercept our clan there. ”

Speaking of this, Cha Bosi took out the bag behind him and put it in Ji Baisu's hand, and said in a heavy but firm tone:

"The patriarch said that you are the holy son of my clan, then the holy relics of my clan will be handed over to you for safekeeping. ”

Ji Baisu sensed it a little, and knew that it was a copper basin that carried the fire inside. Regarding the change in Cha Posi's attitude, Ji Baisu also knew that he was expressing his initial identification with himself.

Ji Baisu saved so many Rakshasa young clansmen, everyone saw it, and Cha Posi was of course no exception, and his attitude actually represented most of the clansmen.