No matter what he was thinking, the leader of the strange bird and his group of men would not know, and after the group of men made preparations for an attack, they saw Wu Zhijiang stop and not run away.

It didn't start immediately, but flew alone in front of Wu Zhijiang again, with a rapid and high-pitched strange scream, and at the same time kept flapping its wings and flying in front of Wu Zhijiang, drawing strange and inexplicable patterns, there were not many patterns, only two, some like rounds, but I don't know what it is.

If it weren't for its constant and rapid repetition, it would have been impossible to find out what he was drawing, in short, the other party's actions were more like eagerness to tell Wu Zhijiang something.

But the natural barrier between humans and animals made Wu Zhijiang powerless about it, and he couldn't do anything about it, looking at the other party's constantly urgent voice and a somewhat blurred figure drawing circles there.

But all this in the eyes of the other party, he was a sign of uncooperation, the leader of the strange bird saw that he was unmoved, suddenly his body stood up, his head was up, and his body was down, and then his body shot towards him, stopping dozens of centimeters in front of him.

In Wu Zhijiang's opinion, this action was like someone raising his hand and pointing at him to attack, which also made Wu Zhijiang, who was standing there, startled, and his body instinctively squirmed to avoid it.

Those strange birds with small fists were like receiving orders, and their tails squirmed, and rows of tail spines broke away from their bodies and flew towards Wu Zhijiang.

Looking at the actions of the leader of the strange birds, Zaijian's fist-sized monster birds wriggled their tails, he knew that the other party was going to start attacking, and he couldn't think about it too much, he immediately rushed towards the vegetation on the right.

With no way out, he finally chose to enter the depths of the forest, but he also thought about it, and first entered to avoid these strange birds.

At least save your life for now, as for encountering new dangers, that's a matter of later, not to mention it depends on luck, if you're lucky, maybe you can escape the pursuit of strange birds, and you won't encounter new dangers.

What's more, even if he encounters it, he can see the move, Wu Zhijiang's movements don't seem to be slow, and the strange bird is still squirming, so he makes a choice and rushes from the forest.

But he was still too slow compared to the strange bird, and just before his body entered the forest, he felt that many points of spikes were being shot from his arms and body from both sides, and there were quite a few of them.

However, the flying stab did not cause him much pain, but it was another uncomfortable taste, a sour feeling came, as if the body functions were a little out of control.

In particular, the arm that hit the most strokes had an extremely uncomfortable feeling of weakness and soreness, and at this time he didn't have time to take care of these, so he threw himself into Conglin's body without stopping, and walked forward quickly.

Because the strange birds were still chasing him and firing tail spikes at him, and he was still getting hit frequently, he didn't know how many of these spikes he had stuck in his back.

It's just that he feels that with the increase of flying spikes, the muscles in his back contract and squirm a little uncontrollably when running, so he continues to persevere.

Fitting through a row of thicker vines, he felt a little out of control of his body and his feet empty, and the whole person rushed forward uncontrollably, and with a click he felt like he was falling into a pool.

He hurriedly stretched out his hand to get up, but the ground in front of him was not stressed at all, and when he touched it, he realized that it was a quagmire formed by stagnant water, only the surface was water, and the bottom was thin mud.

But fortunately, the mud was not deep, and his arm reached the hard bottom after reaching down for more than half a point, allowing him to stand firmly, not just crawling steadily.

At this time, he didn't have time to think, so he hurriedly got up with his arm and turned around and sat there, he knew that he had not escaped the pursuit of the strange birds, and the strange birds behind him were already hanging over his head.

But now the soreness of his whole body makes it impossible for him to get up at all, so he can only struggle and fight back by turning over and looking at the strange bird facing death, or facing it.

Although he knew that his situation was not good, Wu Zhijiang was still unwilling to be killed by his opponent without resistance, and Wu Zhijiang, whose face was covered with mud, was not spared even in his hair.

He wiped the mud off his eyes with his hands, barely opened his eyes, and watched the strange birds above still squirm and shoot the burrly needles at him.

And after those spikes were shot, the strange bird lost its spikes and did not stop wriggling, and when the other tail spike was shot, another spike grew out of the body in the previous tail in the wriggling.

Looking at this scene, it seems as if these spikes can grow endlessly, the three tails continue to attack in a cycle, and new tail spines continue to grow in a cycle.

And those three peanut-like bodies are like energy magazines in their hands, which can constantly create knowledge for attack.

This made Wu Zhijiang, who was stunned, couldn't help but feel a strong sense of powerlessness in his heart, looking at the hundreds of strange birds in the air, which was not something he could resist at all.

Even if there are many people, even a few hundred people together, at most, they can kill some more of these strange birds, but in the end, they will still be killed by the endless tail spike attacks of the other party.

In the face of the spikes in the sky, he seemed to have forgotten the soreness and weakness of his body, his eyes were full of dead indifference, and he didn't even dodge the tail spikes that shot at him.

At first, he thought it was the cause of his soreness in his body, until a flying spike hit his cheek that wiped off the mud in order to open his eyes, and the slight stinging pain made him react.

How could he not feel anything when so many flying spikes were shot, he looked down and found that his body was full of mud, and those strange bird tail thorns were all shot on the mud, and they did not enter his body at all.

The mud on his body formed a layer of natural armor that protected his whole body in the mud, and his back, which had no mud, was now covered with mud due to his turn.

In other words, except for the eyes and cheeks that were touched by himself, everything else was protected by the mud armor, and it seemed that this dirty mud was the best weapon against these strange birds.

Thinking of this, he reluctantly sat up, grabbed a ball of mud from his side, and threw it at the strange bird in the air, and hit the target with a pop.

The splashing mud splashed everywhere, and even the companions around the monster bird that was hit were a little covered with mud, and several of the monster birds that were hit by the mud fell down before they had time to dodge, and fell into the small pool, still fluttering.

This result made Wu Zhijiang ecstatic, he didn't care about the soreness and discomfort of his body, and began to keep grabbing the mud and throwing it into the strange bird in the air.

There are too many strange birds in the air, Wu Zhijiang doesn't even need to aim, as long as he throws it into the air, there will inevitably be strange birds, not to mention that his weak body at this time also makes him unable to aim at all, but fortunately, everything is not needed, he just needs to grab the mud ball and throw it out forcefully.

Just as he was facing the attack of the strange bird flying spike and was beating with thin mud, the gunfire came from the outside of the pond and the strange birds kept falling from the surrounding air.

Wu Zhijiang knew that this was most likely an attack by the wolf head and others, but he couldn't see the actions of several people, and he couldn't take care of the other party, not to mention that he couldn't help in his current sore state.

Just when Wu Zhijiang began to throw out the first ball of mud, the wolf head and others who caught up from behind caught up with him following the traces left by Wu Zhijiang's escape, and found him falling into the quagmire for the first time, and then turned around to face the embarrassing situation of the strange bird's tail thorn attack.

Although they didn't know that he was lying in the quagmire, neither continued to run, nor did he dodge in the face of the attack of the strange birds, but a few people knew that it was definitely not that Wu Zhijiang did not resist, but that there was something that made him unable to resist.

The wolf's head, the stupid leopard and the three of them rushed forward without hesitation, aimed at the group of strange birds and began to shoot, and soon a flock of strange birds fell under the attack.

The air around Wu Zhijiang was especially like rain, and the strange birds fell from the sky on his head and around him, and the attacks of several people on the strange birds did not react.

However, the leader of the strange bird reacted unpleasantly, and when he saw a large number of casualties among his subordinates, a chirp sounded, and some of the strange birds flew out and rushed towards the wolf head and the others.

There were half as many as the flock of strange birds, and there were as many as four or five hundred, and they were very clever not to rush in a straight line, but to rush in several directions in several streams.

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