Chapter 1632: The Last Stand (6)
The Shen family raises beasts, and the scale is very large.
Generally, each stronghold has at least four Chosen Gods, the chief and deputy chief, all of whom are in charge, and they are equipped with tamers ranging from 100 to 1,000 people.
In a stronghold, if there are less than four gods, it can be described as "extremely down-and-out".
Shen Yilang never expected that the second-in-command of the No. 67 stronghold of Huxing on this day was actually a girl from the Yuanying Realm!
It seems that Uncle Wu is right, this place is about to go out of business.
Because of this, I have the opportunity to continue my life.
"I heard...... You have a disobedient Avatar Realm dragon elephant here? Shen Yilang, a monk in Xiahua, is willing to fight with it, but if you can defeat it in Xia, can you cut your love at half price and leave it at my disposal? ”
Holding his shriveled money bag tightly, as well as the Qi Mei stick with the inscription almost completely worn, Shen Yilang's voice trembled a little.
Only the tyrant dragon elephant in the middle stage of the god transformation was stronger in cultivation and bloodline than the dead blue-blooded ape, which was enough to meet his requirements for survival. To this end...... He can take the forbidden pill and force the last battle.
Born and born!
Die...... Die!
This is the last stand!
As soon as he thought of this, the muscles in his body that had begun to atrophy trembled nervously.
The mad war beasts in the middle stage of the god transformation are countless varieties in the Shen family's beast breeding star, but most of them are priced amazingly, coupled with the thinness of their own Shen family's bloodline, the identity token can hardly bring any preferential benefits to themselves.
Only this Tianhu Star No. 67 stronghold, the legend is quite a headache, and the "tyrant" who is almost about to dispatch the family guards to encircle and suppress is most likely to be dealt with at a low price.
This is still an important clue that Uncle Wu, who has always cared about himself, consulted the diary of the Beast Raising Star Atlas for three days and three nights.
As soon as he said his request, he looked up and saw that Zhen Xiaoxiao was bowing his head and pondering, Shen Yilang's heart was cold, and he continued to add: "If you don't want to pay half price, it's okay, as long as you can take credit...... After I recover from my injury, I can go to pick up scattered tasks and return them with merit points! ”
To be able to say this is really humble.
"The tyrant, it'...... Already submitted. ”
Infected by the other party's emotions, he was silent for a moment, and said with a sympathetic face.
is not just sympathetic to the mood of the down-and-out middle-aged man in front of him, but from his appearance, he can see his inner injury, and even glimpse a dying person, stubbornly struggling.
"What?"
Like being struck by lightning!
Shen Yilang's body trembled violently, and then the light and fire under his eyes were instantly extinguished.
It's over, it's over!
His last hope for survival is completely shattered!
With a shake, Shen Yilang almost sat on the ground. It is like an old tree that has been evacuated, and it no longer has any confidence to stand still.
"Xiao Xuansha, go and help him up!"
Under the really small command, the Xuansha poisonous centipede, which was eating tiger and fat, crawled in front of Shen Yilang, and five pairs of front chelates picked it up and gently placed it on his back.
"Don't worry!" As soon as he stomped his foot, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his small mouth. "I'm not done yet! Although the tyrant dragon elephant can't give it to you, we have other beasts here, I'll take you to the contract! ”
Shen Yilang, who was moved by his true kindness, took a deep breath and beat his spirit.
"Little girl, no need, I need a war beast above the middle stage of the god transformation...... I don't have so much merit and spiritual money. Shaking the shriveled storage bag in his hand, Shen Yilang's smile was more ugly than crying.
If you can't solve the problem of animal disasters for this beast breeding base, will people have enough to eat and support, will they give to themselves?