Does it really have nothing to do with Xu Xian? Of course not, the horror of the eyes of the child and mother lies in the repeated conception, which makes people want to die of lust (harmony), and in endless panic, they go to the collapse of the soul.

Simon Duck, who once suffered the most, has not been relieved of his bad luck, which is proof of this.

Once Chu Feng was bored and looked at it with his divine sense, he never thought that more than three hundred years had passed, and Ximen Duck had created a race that had multiplied to the extreme.

"Xu Xian, this king is fighting with you!"

The flying tiger, who thought that he had been fooled, exhausted his life's strength, and swooped into the air, like a flood of fierce beasts, unstoppable.

However, all those who are hit by the eyes of the child, whether it is a person, an animal, a plant, or an artifact, will inevitably be weakened to the end.

Bang, a muffled sound! The huge body of the flying tiger fell to the ground, the dust flew, and the two sharp wings wilted and hung down.

"Oh, Xiaosheng understands, you are the second child"

Xu Xian, who was dragging a fourteen-zhang machete, said something that almost made Feihu vomit blood.

"Ben, this king will definitely kill you."

Feihu gritted his teeth angrily, and a pair of tiger eyes shed tears of sorrow, thinking that he Feihu was also a famous demon king in the demon clan, but he didn't notice it for a while today, and he was planted in the hands of a small person, and his belly was enlarged.

"Xiaosheng estimates that you will not give birth to a second child for a while, lie on the ground and settle the fetus, don't move anymore, so as not to move the fetus."

Xu Xian held back a smile, and after instructing the flying tiger, he dragged the fourteen-zhang machete towards the location of Jigong, Shenlong, and Fuhu Arhat.

On one side is a young man dressed as a scholar, dragging a machete of fourteen zhang, and on the other side is two monks and a dragon, the scene is particularly touching.

"Xu Xian, such a long knife, you drag it hard, and you still want to fight, the poor monk advises you to immediately withdraw that weird supernatural power, this is the last advice of the poor monk, once you do it, you will be scattered, and there will be no place to bury you."

Seeing that his own mount was being abused so badly, the last trace of Buddha nature in Fuhu Arhat's heart disappeared, ignoring the eyes of Jigong on the side, and issued a naked warning.

As if he hadn't heard, Xu Xian stopped, stared at the fourteen-zhang machete in his hand, frowned, and said; "It's too long, it's smaller, it's fine."

The words fell, and the machete of fourteen zhang became twelve.

"A little smaller"

Xu Xian showed joy, this thing seems to be able to get bigger and smaller with his mind.

This time, the machete turned into a nine-zhang.

"No matter how small, no matter how small, no matter how small......"

In the end, the machete became a zhang long, and it was very handy.

"Chopper machete, whatever I want, big"

Xu Xian had words in his mouth, and without saying any hello, he slashed out.

The one-zhang long machete, in the moment it was swung, turned into a hundred-zhang long giant broadsword, and with the sound of oppressing the air, it slashed towards the Fuhu Arhat.

Because the gap in cultivation was too large, the amazing knife did not hit, leaving only a huge crack on the ground.

With the crack in the center, a series of explosions occurred.

"Good knives"

Xu Xian stroked it and turned into a machete that was a foot long, with a doting look on his face, as if he was touching his son.

"Xu Xian, since you are looking for death, this seat will fulfill you"

Fuhu Arhat was completely enraged, threw out his natal magic weapon, prayer beads, and fought Xu Xian in the air.

Xu Xian, while using a machete to meet the rosary of the Fuhu Arhat, squinted his eyes when he saw the opportunity, and the appearance of being ready to let go make the Fuhu Arhat have to leave some strength to protect himself when fighting.

The two temporarily entered the phase of stalemate.

Jigong on the side still stood still, with his identity, he couldn't do it to fight a mortal who was addicted to drugs with Fuhu Arhat.

Shenlong didn't have any concerns about this, the encounter of the flying tiger made it have a feeling of being hurt by something, and seeing that Xu Xian's attention was all on the Fuhu Arhat, it snorted and launched an attack.

The huge dragon body shows a dexterous side that has never been seen before, and the speed is unbelievably fast.

"Xu Xian, suffer death!"

Here, the Tiger Arhat suddenly burst out with a killing machine, and the powerful mana crushed him.

Xu Xian, who rolled out, squinted his eyes without hesitation and released the power of Zimu River.

The tragic thing happened, Fuhu Arhat's head was slightly off, and the son and mother were steamy, and they coincidentally hit the oncoming dragon.

"Fuhu, what is this? Could it be?"

The divine dragon, which remained still, had a rapid voice and trembled a little.

The Fuhu Arhat, whose body was also frozen, looked sympathetic and blamed.

"Guessed right, it was the thing that hit the Flying Tiger just now, this seat is fighting with Xu Xian, what do you do when you come up."

It's over!

Shenlong's eyes were instantly covered with tears of sorrow, he knew that he wouldn't have come up, it was enough for a flying tiger to be unlucky, and now add it.

Bang!

The huge body of the divine dragon fell to the ground, and the position of its abdomen swelled up, as if it had swallowed a small mountain in its stomach.

The flying tiger, who was lying on the ground and couldn't move, heard the movement, raised his head and saw that the dragon had also been hit, and his eyes instantly showed relief.

This kind of good thing is finally not exclusive to a demon.

"Flying Tiger, you"

The eyes of the flying tiger made Shenlong very uncomfortable.

"Shenlong, you better prepare for production, according to the experience of this king, your first child will come soon."

Feihu seriously reminded Shenlong that he is worthy of being a demon who is about to have a second child.

"Moan"

Shenlong's tears of sorrow could no longer be suppressed, and they flowed out of his eyes, and soon formed a puddle on the ground.

On the other side, Xu Xian and Fuhu Arhat formed a stalemate situation, Xu Xian couldn't cultivate, but his elusive eyes were too powerful, and he could barely resist from the front, and he attacked from behind, and Fuhu Arhat disdained to do so.

It can be said that if it weren't for the eighteen Arhats holding their own identities, no matter which one came out, Xu Xian would have been cleaned up a long time ago.

"Shenlong, how are you?"

After all, it is to help himself, and he is a trick, Fuhu Arhat asked with concern.

"I feel like I'm about to give birth"

The dragon's abdomen swelled again, not like giving birth to one.

"You're miserable"

Feihu's tone was full of sympathy.

"Xu Xian, Xu Xian, this king has something to say"

The dragon, who was afraid of giving birth to a bunch of machetes, said busily.

"You say?"

Xu Xian looked at the dragon that was exactly the same as in the myth and legend, with a strange expression, this thing didn't seem to be as powerful as the legend, and it was trampled under his feet as a mount.

"Xu Xian, as long as you take back this magical power, Ben, this king will turn around and leave, and no longer participate in this matter."

Shenlong assured.

Xu Xian smiled and looked at Shenlong like a fool.

"Shenlong, you are a mount, you can go if you want, and you don't ask if the Arhat agrees with the dragon, besides, I heard the master say that most of the demon clans who join the Buddhism have made big mistakes, and while they are protected by the Buddhism, they will also lose their freedom."

Shenlong's expression froze, he was really not good at lying.

"Shenlong, you can't fool this kid"

The flying tiger on the side shook his head.

"So what to do?"

Shenlong's tone was worried.

"Prepare to give birth, this king has a second child"

Feihu looked like he was resigned to his fate.