Scrimmage.

The birdmen no longer launch bird poop attacks, which only destroy the lizardmen's arrogant self-confidence, but instead inspire their ferocity and cause a retaliatory devastate attack.

Birds, in addition to being able to talk a lot and pull bird feces at will, they also have another skill, that is, their sharp beaks and claws, the birds swoop down and use their sharp beak and claws to tear the flesh of the lizardmen.

Some birdmen, when they open their mouths, they say, "You are paralyzed, big **, eat, eat, grass you are paralyzed." Their bird language made the lizardmen's veins rageous, and they wanted to tear off the birdmen's beaks every minute.

In these years, the bird language spit out by the birdmen, without dirty words, is sorry for their great race of birdmen.

Lightning, wind blades, paralysis, dog blood, three-stage jumps or something, all over the sky, birdmen and lizards will also make some low-level spells.

A good birdman spit out a blue lightning bolt and slashed at the female lizardman with a sarcoma on her head, crackling, and the sarcoma exploded, so bloody. The aching female lizardman grinned and bit when she opened her mouth, and the lizardman's jagged sharp teeth grinded out the lightning birdman's head, and thin blood flowed from between her teeth. The birdman, who had been bitten out of his head, wanted to come and was reincarnated. There are no birds here, there is a place to keep birds, and eighteen years later, it is a good bird again!

Birdmen, lizardmen, are all demons, but they fought first, they don't know how to unite and fraternize, everyone is a demon, why don't you solve the human race first, and then close the door and let the dog, everyone have a dog to bite the dog, wouldn't it be happy? This kind of thing that makes relatives and enemies happy is in full swing.

Lose 3,000 enemies and destroy 300.

The number of birdmen is large, but the body is small, the small body is not good, no matter how flexible it is, it can't get the fierce lizardman, the lizardman waves the wolf and sheep stick in his hand. Note that the wolf sheep stick is an upgraded version of the mace, and the two ends of the stick are inlaid with a metal sheep head and a wolf head, so let's say that the sheep head is crooked, and the wolf sheep stick is turned upside down, and the wolf head can be used to continue to beat the birdman. The wolf and sheep stick is the proud work of the two-headed lizardman, and he also applied for a patent.

"Hit!!"

The two-headed lizardman, who is tall, tall, and bulky, makes it a good target for attracting birdmen. Who makes you stand so high, love to be in the limelight, and a dry birdman doesn't besiege you.

The so-called gun shoots the first bird.

Well, now the situation is that the bird hits the lizard?

I can't care so much, the lizardmen are launching in groups. Murderous impact, they also know that with their small size, they are not the opponent of the two-headed lizardman at all, there are more people and more strength, and there are more birds and more feces and urine.

"Quack, go, go, go."

A birdman roared at a loud voice.

He is very smart, you go up to you, we cherish our own lives, our feathers are shining, we are flowers on Birdman Island, waiting to be inserted in cow dung, how can we die again.

It turns out that being smart is as pitiful as being amorous, and the end is bleak.

The birdman, who acted as a small trumpet, was swept away by the birdman army that came from behind, "Hehe, you can turn into rain together." ”

"Huh."

"Huh."

Hundreds of birdmen were turned into meatloaf by the two-headed lizardmen, and the feces and urine flowed together. It's really a rain of.

At this moment, Cinderella can be described as a peach blossom on the human face. She grabbed a prop peach blossom branch in her hand, hid it in front of her face, and calmly looked at the lizardmen and birdmen who killed each other.

There are also stunned crowds.

Where else can you go.

Bingbing asked, "...... Aren't you worried? ”

The husky bred by Bingbing, hiding behind the owner, it is frightened, it is just a dog, a two-ha, a husky. Dead people, dead so many people, huskies have never experienced anything like this, and will not be, because, perhaps, there will be no later. Whether they will get out of here alive, who knows.

Cinderella sticks to the stems of the branches, emerald green stems, without thorns on them. "Worried, worried about what?"

There's nothing to worry about, and it's not yourself who dies anyway. As far as you can, you can stand on the sidelines. I'm worried about what some Rausch is doing. Besides, this little situation is really worth worrying about? Cinderella looked around, and she spotted her best friend, Red Scorpion, with a bitter face, "...... Unfortunate girl. Cinderella said.

It's like her, a lonely one. No relatives and no hanging.

As for Xia Li, Xia Li, she is as calm as Cinderella. The two women who had the same thoughts were indifferent to the indifference.

The red scorpion didn't dare to be overwhelmed, she knew that several of her best friends were cold by nature, and it was a miracle that they could get together, especially the Cinderella, who had a treacherous mind and knew people and faces. Perhaps, Xia Li, can help my sister at a critical moment, Red Scorpion thought. Cinderella, Jezra, she can't count on it. The great ** Jezla, she is a lazy character who doesn't help anyone, whether she is a demon hunter or a demon, no matter how jubilant she fights, it has nothing to do with the great centaur girl.

The shoes, the red scorpion's smooth skull, the red scorpion tattooed on it, moved, it crawled on her skull, like a living thing. To be precise, the crawling scorpion was taken from the eggs laid by a scorpion girl, and the red mayonnaise in the scorpion eggs was tattooed on the skull of the bald beauty through the hands of the masters.

It's a bald beauty's weapon.

The scorpion, the size of a palm, crawled on the scalp of the bald beauty, crawled to her neck, climbed to her arm, and finally crawled into her palm, turning into a real thing. A red scorpion whose entrails can be seen through the crystal.

The red scorpion, sucking the spiritual power of the bald beauty, its belly swelled several times, bright red, as if it was full of blood. Two thin transparent cicada wings emerge from the front abdomen of the scorpion, fluttering, and the red scorpion flapping its wings. Fly out.

The red scorpion landed on the skull of a lizardman, burrowed, burrowed, burrowed, it burrowed into the lizardman's skull, and went on a rampage in its skull.

The frenzied lizardmen swing their wolf-sheep sticks and take down two innocent companions. Ferocious, it is the obedient nature of the scorpion in his cranial cavity that urges the host to go insane until the end of its life, and then it changes hosts and continues to do the same thing until the scorpion bursts to death due to sucking too much brain.

"Teach, no, sister."

The braided girl grabbed the corner of the bald beauty's clothes, in front of outsiders, the red scorpion did not allow her sister to be special, and called her a coach like other trainee hunters, but the braided girl, she couldn't care so much, she thought she was very strong and suitable for being a demon hunter, and when she saw thousands of lizardmen and birdmen, the braided girl knew that her previous ideas were so naïve, and in the past, I don't know where so much superiority came from. Today, there is nothing left of the devastation.

She finally understood the high stakes of the demon hunter profession.

If you're not ready to lose your life, why don't you live happily without knowing anything.

The red scorpion, looking around at her student, said in a cold voice, "I declare that from now on, you are already official demon hunters. You are the best students I have ever met, and I have no reservations about the hunting skills I can give you. Fight, and live......"

In the end, the red scorpion could no longer take out the right words in his stomach.

Because she knows.

This group of rookie trainee hunters, in the end, can survive, there are two or three people, it is the best result. The young faces that pretended to be calm were reflected in the eyes of the red scorpion, turning into a little tear and flowing in the heart.

One dies, one comes in......

Newcomers are ancient.

The old man turned to ashes.

Cinderella patted the red scorpion's slick head, "Oh, my good girlfriend, you released the scorpion sealed on your head." Have you made up your mind to die? ”

As soon as this statement came out.

In the heart of the trainee hunter, the world swirled.

The coaches are determined to die, what about them, where are their lives?

There was one of the youngest girls, with a bang, who fell to the concrete floor, and the intense pain brought her back to reality.

Shade.

A large shadow gripped her gaze.

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