Of course Long Yan knew this human-faced bird, or had heard of it, even among the 100,000 mountains, there was no one who didn't know about it.

This thing is called the Human-Faced Bird, and it is a product of the Death Swamp in the Realm of Death.

If this thing is taken out separately and has no effect, it is an ordinary human-faced demonic beast, but this kind of demonic beast does not act alone, and generally acts in groups.

"Holy. ”

Long Yan cursed lightly, his body moved carefully to the branch next to him, but his eyes kept staring at the human-faced bird in front of him, there was once a half-step Holy Emperor flying over the Death Swamp.

She just encountered this group of human-faced birds, and relying on the strength of the half-step god emperor, she took her friends and fought with the human-faced birds in this sky.

Things were beyond everyone's imagination, the five half-step god emperors all died under the fierce pecking of the human-faced birds, and none of them were spared, and the war that should have been one-sided was completely reversed.

The body of the human-faced bird is an ordinary bird, but they are the darlings of heaven and earth, and all the true qi cannot play any role on them, but the body of the relative human-faced bird is also very weak, even a true god class can easily solve many human-faced birds.

But the current situation does not allow Long Yan to have a war with the human-faced bird, not to mention that Long Yan is still injured, even in his heyday, he does not dare to set foot here, thinking that compared to other places, this is the real realm of death.

Even the old man of the Blood River, who was the God Emperor, didn't dare to fight hard with the human-faced bird, let alone Long Yan.

Long Yan moved his steps carefully, for fear of making a little noise, now is the rest time for the human-faced birds, most of the human-faced birds have landed on the branches, for example, there is a human-faced bird not far from Long Yan.

The work and rest time of the human-faced bird is very fixed, so Long Yan only needs to wait until the human-faced bird falls asleep and gently leaves here, as the sun sets, the movement of the human-faced bird chirping is also deserted.

Long Yan let out a long breath, the feeling of the rest of his life after the catastrophe was really strange, he took out a white cloth from the storage space, sprinkled some medicine to stop bleeding, and Long Yan gently wrapped his wound.

The surroundings were quiet, and the woods were supposed to be the world of small insects, but now the surroundings are quiet, and you can't even hear a sound.

Long Yan jumped off the branch gently, the ground was covered with dead leaves, and his feet rustled when he stepped on it, Long Yan tried his best to lighten his steps, wanting to leave this land of right and wrong.

But just as he was about to leave, a rumbling sound came, and the surrounding trees collapsed, and a huge cloud of smoke rose through the woods.

Long Yan was a little uncomfortable, he was just about to escape successfully, but this huge noise woke up the surrounding people and birds from their slumber, and for a moment the sound of chirping around him was endless.

With the countless sounds of take-off in the bushes, Long Yan hurriedly hid behind the surrounding trees, secretly looking at the scenery in the distance.

The initiator of this loud noise was a pig's head walking upright, and now it was rushing towards the tree where Long Yan was, and there was a faint flickering arc around it.

It is a high-level Warcraft Lightning Pig, this kind of Warcraft is born with the power and speed of thunder and lightning, and its strength is very good, many monks are also willing to choose to grasp this kind of thing as the existence of immortal pets, and the lightning pig in front of Long Yan is an adult lightning pig.

But Long Yan's heart felt very strange, although the speed of the lightning pig was very fast, but why was this one exceptionally fast, as if it was running for its life.

The arc around the lightning pig did not block the peck of the human-faced bird in the slightest, and the sharp pecking left one blood hole after another on the lightning pig's body, but even so, the lightning pig still pounced on the group of human-faced birds.

When he saw the lightning pig's back, Long Yan's pupils shrank suddenly, there was something even more terrifying behind this lightning pig.

Thousands of centipedes the size of a man followed closely behind the Lightning Pig, their fangs flashing green, and this was one of the ground overlords of the Swamp of Death: the Soul Reaver Centipede.

Not only is the size different from a normal centipede, but the toxicity is also more violent, as long as its fangs stick a little, there will be no life at all, if the human-faced bird is the lord of the death swamp sky, then the soul reaver centipede is the lord of the ground of this land.

Several wounds on the Lightning Pig's body had turned purple-black, apparently poisoned, and even without the Soul Reaver Centipede chasing after it, it was not saved.

But now it ran straight towards Long Yan, if it was allowed to get close, it would inevitably expose Long Yan's location, and in desperation, Long Yan had no choice but to ignore his own exposure and rush towards the distance.

Several human-faced birds around Long Yan obviously didn't notice that there was a big living person ambushed under this tree, and in an instant, countless human-faced birds flew towards Long Yan, and Long Yan directly summoned the magic spear.

Suddenly, the magic spear pierced the two human-faced birds like a bolt of lightning, which undoubtedly caused the anger of the human-faced birds, and more human-faced birds joined the battle.

Long Yan's wound that had just been bandaged was cracked open again, and the blood slowly flowed down the white cloth, and the blood stimulated the animality of the human-faced birds, and the eyes of many human-faced birds turned crimson.

There was no pause under its feet, the human-faced bird chased Long Yan like a maggot with bones, and the lightning pig behind him had already fallen to the ground, and countless soul-snatching centipedes covered its corpse, but more because of the movement made by Long Yan, it was frantically surging towards its place.

The magic spear in his hand was impenetrable to Long Yan, and although the Soul Snatcher Centipede behind him had many legs, it was not particularly fast, Long Yan felt that if it wasn't for the lightning pig that strayed into the territory of the Soul Snatcher Centipede, it would not have been poisoned, but now Long Yan couldn't stand up to countless human-faced birds around him.

Long Yan felt that his vision in front of him began to become foggy, the surrounding scenes became a little illusory, and Long Yan felt that the injuries on his body began to become more and more serious.

Originally, the surrounding human-faced birds besieging Long Yan had already turned into countless birds, and the movements of his hands were slow, and Long Yan's body was pecked by a human-faced bird, and a blood hole appeared.

"How can you... It fell right here. ”

Long Yan stimulated the true qi of his whole body, and it was the first time in his life that he raised his speed so fast, like a wisp of fresh wind, leaving the human-faced bird far behind.

Sitting under a big tree, Long Yan gasped heavily, but he didn't dare to delay the movements of his hands, and wrapped himself around himself with hemostatic medicine.

It's just that after doing these things, Long Yan felt that his eyes were dark, his vision turned black, and he completely fainted.

In the thatched house, the dim fireflies kept beating, and the surroundings were as quiet as ordinary people's homes, and Long Yan woke up faintly.

(End of chapter)