A cool breath rose from Meng Ke's back, he could hardly believe his eyes, he knew how heavy and powerful the magic killer he had just cast was in the beginning, he had smashed a small mountain with such a super powerful magic; This human-tortoise beast has suffered more than thirty blows from himself, and it is a miracle that it is not alive to dismantle it, I can't imagine that this beast can stand up again, could it be that it is a return to the soul, and the beast will also have a resurrection of the soul? God, what's going on?

He couldn't think about it too much, the beast moved silently but very quickly, without the right snoring, roaring, howling, as if it had lost all its physiological functions, so quietly, but ghostly pounced, the unicorn pointed to Xiang Zhen's left rib, and Xiang Zhen was squeezed in the middle of the iron fence that was a few feet wide and narrow!

Gritting his teeth and roaring, he suddenly stretched out the light knife with his left palm, and held the horned tiger's solitary leg with great accuracy; He only felt that the strength of the beast was so great that he could barely hold it, and in an instant, as soon as the horned tiger raised his head, two rows of sharp teeth had bitten into his arm!

His eyes widened, and as he slammed to his left, he slammed into the animal's teeth, and with a crunching sound, his left leg had already stirred up the lightning, and once again flew it five feet into the air, and slammed headlong into the stone.

The beast lay there, did not stand up again, did not squirm again, Xiang Zhen swallowed his saliva, didn't care about waiting for observation, squeezed out the iron grate hard, and hurried forward with some staggering.

This time, under the light of the torches on both sides of the stone wall, a gray bull stood behind the iron railing, and his two small eyes were leisurely and curious looking at him who had broken in, and it seemed that he was quite kind.

He felt a little dizzy in his head, he stroked the stone wall and gasped twice, condensed his eyes to observe the beast in front of him, it also looked at him, the two small eyes, two large ears like a fan, not thick and long, but very sharp on the sides, no different from an ordinary cow, only a little smaller; But...... But, what is that?

He blinked, paid attention to it, and drank, there were two large pieces of purple stuff overlapping on the back of the cow, like two translucent pieces of flesh, which were densely covered with tendons, and they were still fanning gently!

"Winged Ox ......" he muttered in his heart, slowly squatting down, his five fingers bent like a hook to the ground, and he grabbed a stone surface, and then crushed it into more than a dozen stone chips with prominent edges and corners; He is no longer fierce, and he can't use his scarred body to go in and fight with the evil beast in front of him, that winged cow is just a floating target that is large enough!

Standing in the middle of the corridor, he showed a smile of kindness, and said softly: "Old friend, you look very kind, and you have no grievances with me, I didn't want to fight you hard, but you stood in the wrong position, just standing in the middle of my way, so I can only be sorry for you, but it's a pity that your fleshy wings ......"

His, wrist shook suddenly, lightning had "buzzed" with a piercing sound of breaking the air flew out, the flying cow hissed in a low voice, closed its small eyes, "bang", the light that hit its body had rebounded, stunned, he tried again, the result was the same, but the gray elephant seemed to scratch the itch and fanned its big ears, and it didn't stop.

He shook his head, jumped over and pulled out a torch stuck in the stone wall, and said guiltily: "Thick-skinned friend, I have to roast your fat body in the future." ”

"Whew", the torch splashed the sparks in the sky and cleverly flew through the iron fence to the flying cow, this time, the beast seemed to be unwilling to use its body to block hard, it roared, the overlapping purple flesh on its back stretched out, "hud" "hud"

Its bulky body suddenly rose two feet under the sudden fan of the fleshy wings, and the torch brushed against its fat lower abdomen, but the heat still made the flying bull scream angrily.

Meng turned over and drew three torches in succession, and threw them in the same way, two of which hit it right on, so the beast roared, it hit the iron fence hard, kept roaring and howling, rolled up on the iron fence and pulled back, this huge momentum was very amazing, and the top of the wall of the corridor had dust falling......

Meng Ke laughed lightly, flew close like lightning, and slashed him with a magic qi explosion, blood light appeared, and a small piece of horn wrapped on the iron fence had been cut off by Xiang Zhen!

At this moment, the flying ox went crazy in pain, and it desperately slammed into the iron railing, screaming miserably, and the rumbling sound was deafening; The cow's nose was sprinkled with blood, its flesh wings were waving, and gradually, the iron railing with the thickness of its arms had been bent by it!

He closed his lips tightly, his wrists waved suddenly, the piercing sound of "buzz" began to sound, no stone in the air, no fluctuation of any object in the air, a pair of small eyes of the flying bull had shot two blood arrows, with the shame of these two blood arrows, the beast had completely lost its reason, it fluttered its wings, bumping wildly in the iron fence, roaring and splashing blood, terrifying and terrible.

After a moment's hesitation, he took a deep breath, flashed in, leaped back, and came and went like a streamer, and with each leap, the iron fence in front of him had been bent in two rows by him with his bare knife—there was less than two feet of space, and within the iron fence, the furious beast howled and rushed harder......

He shrunk his body into a one-foot-tall villain, jumped to his feet, jumped nine feet in the air, and at the moment when his body fell, his hands reached back, as wonderful as a golden arrow shot into the blue sky, so accurate and fast flew straight out, just through the iron fence space of less than two feet, and entered it.

The flying ox seemed to notice his breath, it fluttered its wings, its sharp horns and bloody head stabbed and swept wildly in the iron bar, and its huge body also blindly collided!

He dodged swiftly, slashing at the iron fence with a wave of his palm between leaps, which was a little difficult for him, but it was only half an hourglass, and he had already smiled coldly, and slipped out like a snake, leaving the wounded winged ox in the iron fence and screaming and rushing.

Time is running out, he wiped a handful of sweat, the two ups and downs have arrived in front of a stone door, no matter what is behind the stone door, he struggled to split it with all his strength, and after ten palms, the stone gate has been scattered and collapsed; He didn't even have time to catch his breath, and he turned sideways and entered—

With a muffled roar, he shot out like lightning again, and with his upside, there was a squeak of "cough" and "cough" in the stone gate, and countless blood-red, thumb-thick, two-or three-foot-long little red rats seemed to have splashed water on the ground, and the hairs surged out so shockingly, and the fishy smell dispersed, so as not to be frightened!

One look at these filthy little red rats, with their thick tails and blue eyes, will tell that they must be extremely poisonous! Now, all over the place, it is like waves, blood-red waves, not only terrible, but also hateful!