Lingke ran in the direction of the barbarian mountains, all the way wildly, there were crystal tears in her eyes, and she couldn't stop feeling sad. She walked less than half a pillar of incense, and she heard the back of the tribe, there were screams everywhere, all of them were terrifying cries for help, and the screams of her relatives cut her heart like a knife, making her want to cry uncontrollably, and her body was slowly paralyzed, maybe Hengshan...... , but she can't go back, that's pointless.

"Mountain Wind, Mountain Wind, why are you so stupid?"

Half of the picture in Lingke's mind was that he pounced on himself and resisted the attacks of several demon beasts, he could obviously use his own strength to fight his way out of the bloody path and save his life to call for help, but he gave himself the opportunity. He should know that the person he likes is Shi Hai, not him...... Lingke was very scared, afraid that the demon beasts behind him would chase after him, this group of giant beasts that looked like blood wolves had extremely strong attack power, and they were almost impossible to kill...... With such a giant beast, will the Manshan Department have a way?

These days, the heavy snow has not stopped, and Lingke has left sparse footprints on the way to it.

The east of the Great Wilderness, the Wushan Department.

The god of death, wearing a red mask, has resisted here, and he stands on the top of Osan Mountain, looking out at the tribes below. It was a boxy tribal dwelling, surrounded by walls, in the middle of which was a martial arts arena, and scattered with stone dwellings, in which there were barbarians like ants working and walking from time to time. The God of Death took a deep breath and said, "I didn't expect that behind such a small tribe, there was an old man who cultivated against the sky. ”

He recalled that in the scimitar tribe, he escaped from Jing Nan's hands with nine deaths, and just out of the Colosseum of the scimitar, he found that there was an old man and a young woman outside the tribe who were abusing and killing their own demon beasts to fight the army, this old man looked sloppy, very much like a look, who knew that as soon as he made a move, he was a demon king-level strength, a brute fist in one hand, creating a violent brute force like a violent wind, and his own powerful demon beasts were as weak as pieces of paper in this storm of tenth-order cultivation, and they were blown into pieces. It's a pity that the tiger also has a time to go out to forage for food, if his news is correct, that old man Yang would have gone to the depths of the Great Wilderness to dig up the armor and weapons he threw down in his early years, then it will definitely be a big battle force that will affect the balance of the war, so it is better to ruin his heart as soon as possible.

Behind the God of Death, many demon beasts slowly emerged, all of which were mutated, and there were hundreds of them, but unlike the demon beasts led by the God of Death, in addition to the mutated blood wolves, there were also mutated Tano, who were extremely huge, and even the God of Death himself was shocked when he looked at it, but he didn't expect that he could give them a super-large size after mutation, and he was like an ant, not as tall as Tano's legs. In addition to Tano, there are also some six-winged tigers, this thing is twice as big as the blood wolf, and the combat power is even stronger, I have to say, the tiger is really powerful, and it is not covered to write a king on the head, as long as it is the same cultivation, no matter how big the opponent is, there is no opponent that the tiger can't win, this guy is the most perfect predator for evolution.

The god of death looked at the tribe below the mountain and said in a deep voice, "Kill!"

"Roar!"

The tiger roared and rushed down the hillside, as fast as lightning, with the breath of the top predator, it was really domineering, followed by the blood wolf, Tano, this mixed army, but with a unified command, the power is quite extraordinary! The body of the god of death suddenly disappeared on the top of the mountain, he needed to help the army of demon beasts, so that he could control the enemy more quickly.

Almost instantly, there were screams from this small part of Wushan, and a huge smell of blood came out of this tribe.

The edge of the wilderness, the land of the wilderness.

The two old men walked leisurely on the wasteland with hundreds of warriors dressed in black animal skins behind them, which had become white and white after many days of snowfall, and looked a little dazzling. The eyes of the two old men became redder and redder, as if they were about to drip blood, and they kept a certain distance from the people behind them, so that it was convenient for them to talk, and the crowd behind them themselves was very wooden, like a stone, and basically did not talk much, so the team was very quiet.

One of them, the old man named White, whispered to the old man black, "Have you noticed, our eyes are getting redder and redder, as if they are about to drip blood." ”

The old man turned his head to look at the crowd behind him, and no one noticed them, so he nodded and said, "Hmm." ”

"We haven't smoked 'raw materials' for a month, if we continue, will we gradually lose ourselves?" He was talking about this very seriously, because the people behind him were the evidence, the raw materials were precious, they just hadn't sucked the raw materials for a long time, and the people became stiff and stiff, looking like dementia, and gradually lost their feelings, but they didn't realize it yet.

"I'm scared too......." The old man winked at him and said, "Why don't we leave a little for ourselves?"

"But the gods saw it, and said that if they dared to play tricks, they would kill us. Old man Bai said in embarrassment.

"It's okay, let's just suck a little bit and don't let our cultivation become a trace of improvement, then he won't be able to see it. ”

"Then suck!" the old man Bai gritted his teeth and said, "When we put in the raw materials, keep a snack." ”

"Uh-huh. The old black man nodded quickly.

The two old men in black and white, and then took this group of warriors away, there is a very small river here, not even a name, it only flows through a position of fifty miles, such a river is actually the best, because there are only two bowls of raw materials, and if you plan off what you want to suck, it will be even less, if you throw it in the river, maybe it is not enough, the goal given by God is to create three thousand terrifying demon beasts, which is really not a small number.

It's snowing heavier these days. The edge of the barren river began to freeze faintly, and when they reached the river, the old man black and the old man took out a bowl in their arms, and the two of them looked at each other, nodded, and poured this lilac liquid into the river water together, which melted when it met the water, quickly penetrated and spread, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye. The speed of this liquid mutant demon beast is very fast, they should not stay for a long time, so they quickly took their men and began to flee in a hurry, they can't go too far, they have to observe the effect of the mutation.

At night, when it was getting late, the howls of monsters resounded in the barren river, and there were at least hundreds of them!