The drought is noble and does not eat the meat of the goddess!

The Golden Crow Ancestor is a flying beast, so he can eat meat!

Montenegro listened to it and felt quite reasonable. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It's just that he remembered that the Drought Ancestor had just burrowed into the goddess's chest and ate the heart.

"I'm afraid that the goddess will be resurrected with the help of her heart, so I will go to her inner world and kill him!" explained the Drought Ancestor.

Montenegro was dizzy when he heard it, he didn't even toss around the world of tricks, let alone the world in his heart.

So, he roared, "You have gained from eating the blood and flesh of the goddess!

The drough flicked the blood stain on his body, coughed, and said with a smile:

"You have absorbed the ominous and terrifying nature of this world!"

"You succeeded in killing the gods, and you have condensed an even more powerful aura of killing power!"

"You still get a drop of my heart's blood!"

Montenegro scratched his head: "I didn't get your heart's blood!"

The drought was stunned: "I forgot to give it to you! Come, open your mouth, this is for you!"

Montenegro opened her mouth stupidly, and so did the Dryfish, and a drop of red blood flew out of her mouth.

This blood fell into the Black Mountain Pass, and instantly turned into a ray of light and drilled into one of his cave worlds.

In this cave world, Montenegro's thoughts turned into thousands of droughts sleeping in the cave world, polishing the light of thoughts.

At this time, the blood merged into the light of thoughts, and all the light of thoughts was shattered, and all of them merged into the world of the holes.

In a trance, Montenegro felt that he could transform into a drought, and at the same time, he fully mastered all the powers of the drought!

He felt very satisfied with such a harvest, and couldn't help but clap his hands and praise himself for having a big harvest.

Seeing this, the drought man sighed secretly, feeling that the black mountain's head was really broken.

"However, it's not bad for him to be a stupid fork like this!"

"At least there is no sorrow and trouble!"

The drought fish sighed, put his hands behind his back, and went straight away!

When Montenegro saw her leave, his thoughts collided in the sea of knowledge, and suddenly a flash of inspiration bloomed:

"No, Drought Fish Ancestor, what you gave me is not heart's blood, just your ordinary blood!"

The ancestor of the drought fish was crooked, and he hung and fell:

"Montenegro, if you want me to be a noble man, you can taste a drop of blood!"

"If you don't feel happy and feel at a loss, then you can go and ask the Golden Crow Ancestor for two drops of blood!"

When Montenegro heard this, he felt that she was right:

"Yes, you originally gave me a drop of heart's blood, but now, I will go and ask the Golden Crow Ancestor for two drops, so that I can get two drops of heart's blood, a big harvest!"

Thinking of this, he was full of joy, rushed to the Golden Crow Ancestor, and grabbed the Golden Crow Ancestor.

This Golden Crow Ancestor was pecking at the blood and flesh of the gods, and he was addicted to eating, and suddenly his neck was grabbed by Black Mountain, and he almost choked to death by the flesh and blood!

"Black Mountain Old Demon, what are you going to do?" the Golden Crow Ancestor was furious.

Black Mountain laughed, stepped on his head with one foot, stepped on his paws with the other, and swung the Black Sun Scimitar and cut his chest:

"The Drought Ancestor said to give me two drops of your heart's blood!"

"Don't ...... The blood in my heart is extremely precious, how can I give it to you?" the Golden Crow Ancestor was shocked, his wings fluttering, and he wanted to struggle.

However, Montenegro had just slashed a goddess, and it was not known how much ominous and terrifying it had absorbed.

The ominous and terrifying blended into his body, giving him a strange power to carry on it.

This power can allow him to show his limits in a single move.

He stepped on it with two big feet, not to mention the Golden Crow Ancestor, even an alien genius wearing a full set of bronze mecha might not be able to break free.

The sharp scimitar slashed through the Golden Crow Ancestor's chest, splitting his sternum.

The Golden Crow Ancestor trembled all over, feeling that death was near!

"This knife is so evil, it's draining my power!"

Montenegro was silent, and casually dragged the heart of the Golden Crow Ancestor, holding it in his hand, feeling the fragrance permeating.

As soon as his heart moved, he opened his mouth and swallowed the whole heart.

Under the stomach of the heart, a fiery air flow traveled all over the body, and in an instant, a golden light flew out of the heart, burrowing into one of his trick worlds.

There is a thought in this trick world that evolves into the golden crow, and the golden crow swallows the golden light, and then, the light of the surrounding thoughts is integrated into the trick world, making this trick world a little bigger, and at the same time, he has completely mastered the power of the golden crow's transformation.

Absorbing the ominousness and horror of a world, although I don't know what the use is, however, Montenegro feels that he has taken advantage.

At the same time, he has the success of killing the gods, condensing a more powerful killing power, this killing power is wrapped around the Black Sun scimitar in his hand at this time, swinging it casually, cutting gold and jade, extremely sharp, cutting people like cutting vegetables, quite happy.

Two kinds of harvests have already satisfied him.

As a result, the Drought Ancestor also gave him essence blood, and he also ate the heart of the Golden Crow Ancestor.

These two things made the light of thoughts in the world of his two knots truly complete, and allowed him to completely master the transformation of the two thoughts.

Although he hadn't used these two transformations, he felt that they were very strong.

He still remembered that Faceless had said that the light of this thought was also related to the matter of casting the cave heaven in the future.

Therefore, he felt that it would be good if he could polish all the light of his thoughts into the Great Perfection.

"It's a pity, many of the ancestors born with thoughts are in other plane worlds, even if I have the ability to reach the sky, I can't go to other planes. ”

"However, there are still some thoughts in this plane, Ancestor, wait a few days, I will seduce them, let them come over, and eat their hearts!"

He muttered under his breath, the more he thought about it, the more feasible it became!

When he was happy for a while, he danced with his hands and feet, and took a scimitar and a big iron rod and hammer and collided with each other, and jingled, and sang a song to praise his wisdom and greatness.

However, the free Golden Crow Ancestor covered his chest cracks, frantically pecked at the flesh and blood of the goddess, and said vaguely:

"The ancestor ate the flesh and blood of the gods, so that some blood was condensed in his heart!"

"The drought eats the heart of the gods, and a drop of ordinary blood can make the light of your body and thoughts complete!"

"If you want to eat the hearts of other ancestors, you have to fight other hearts, and you have to feed them with the flesh and blood of the gods!"

When Montenegro heard this, he immediately wilted.

He finally slashed and killed a god, this god was bent on death, and all the strength of the human race was gone, and only a body remained.

Even so, he took advantage of ominous and terrifying to cut down the goddess's head.

If he was asked to slash other gods, he felt that he might not have a chance, unless, he also became a god or a legend.

Thinking of this, his heart moved, and he snatched the flesh and blood of the goddess with the Golden Crow Ancestor.

The Golden Crow Ancestor was anxious and shouted: "Don't rob the flesh and blood, if you lack flesh and blood, use the void well to conceive." ”

"Otherwise, you can use the void well to nurture the flesh and blood of the gods a little bit!"

Montenegro was furious: "A 10,000-zhang void well can only give birth to one or two gods and flesh a year, which is too little!"

"Now sir, I only need to take a little, it will be enough for the next thought ancestor to eat!"

The Golden Crow Ancestor was speechless, seeing that he couldn't snatch the Black Mountain, he was suddenly anxious, his wings opened like a big hand, and he dragged the flesh and blood of the gods and stuffed them directly into his chest.

Then, he plucked his feathers again, opened his mouth and spewed fire, refining it into a zipper and sewing it on both sides of his chest, and finally closed the zipper, slowly digesting the flesh and blood of the gods.

Seeing this, Montenegro sighed helplessly, picked up the minced meat on the ground and stored it in the cave world.

Looking at the soil infested with the blood of the gods, he felt wasted, so he urged his thoughts to turn into an earth dragon and devour the blood-stained soil.

The divine blood is too powerful, and it penetrates the dirt I don't know how deep.

The earth dragon he thought of turned into devoured the blood-stained soil for a long time, and he saw that the bottom was getting redder and redder, and the smell of blood was getting bigger and bigger.

He was ecstatic in his heart: "You can't get meat, and it's not bad to get some blood-stained soil!"

Thinking of this, he imagined more dragons, devouring more bloody dirt, and getting his brain into the cave world. (To be continued.) )