"What's going on?"

"There is a golden-eyed lion that is blocked at the entrance of the village. Pen, Fun, and Pavilion www.biquge.info I'm also injured!"

At the entrance of the village, the torches were bright, and the members of the Nilu Brigade were holding weapons one by one, as if they were facing a great enemy.

Xue Maoliang and Pang Niu were impressively present.

Looking along everyone's eyes, they saw a golden-eyed bear lion, full of blood, and couldn't stop roaring.

Xue Maoliang's face was happy: "Wuchen Niru, you are here." This golden-eyed lion wanted to storm our village at night for some reason, but fortunately the patrolling warriors stopped it, otherwise it would have been in trouble..."

Wuchen nodded, separated the flow of people and came to the front of the golden-eyed bear lion.

The golden-eyed lion's eyes lit up, and he let out a series of roars, and his front legs scratched wildly, as if he was gesturing with something.

"Dustniru Beware!!"

Although the golden-eyed bear lion king once sent the black dust back, but the deep mountain desolate beast has a violent temperament, who can guarantee that it will not burst out and hurt people?

Under the gaze of the people, the black dust touched the ground on tiptoe and fell silently on the top of the golden-eyed bear lion's head.

Many people just heard the news that the Golden-Eyed Bear Lion King sent Wuchen back, and some even expressed doubts.

But at this moment, when the black dust fell on the top of the golden-eyed lion's head, many people felt a little dry and difficult to control.

Then the golden-eyed bear lion stood up, its huge body rose like a small mountain, and the rough beast aura made people tremble.

"Chief, Ponniuniru, you keep the village. I'll come when I go!" After Wuchen finished speaking, the golden-eyed bear lion turned around, roared wildly, and ran into the distance on all fours.

Liu San in the crowd saw this, and the corners of his mouth flashed with a trace of bitterness.

Wu Chen's becoming a disciple of the Dao Divine Palace has already shaken a radius of thousands of miles, and now even the golden-eyed bear lion is driven by him, who can compete with such a person?

The wind was howling and the surrounding trees were receding.

From this golden-eyed bear lion, a series of movements and shouts, Wuchen knew that something must have happened to Xiaobai.

Xiaobai is the overlord of this area, who can threaten its position? Thinking of this, Wuchen couldn't help but clench the long stick behind him.

Giant trees are towering in the sky, and the grass and trees in the deep mountains are boundless.

Suddenly, a terrible roar came from ahead.

"Xiaobai's voice!"

Wuchen kicked the top of the golden-eyed bear lion's head hard, and his body jumped high, taking a step further than the rapid speed of the golden-eyed bear lion, like a goshawk with wings spread, flying forward.

...

A large net made of ropes the thickness of children's arms was tightly wrapped around Xiaobai's body. There were more than thirty burly and muscular strong men around, each of whom pulled a rope extending from the big net to restrict Xiaobai's movements.

Around these thirty or so people, there is a human wall composed of hundreds of sturdy young men with weapons in their hands.

Outside the human wall, there were dozens of golden-eyed lions lying on the ground, and there were several golden-eyed lions, although their bones were broken and their flesh was rolled, they were still roaring and trying to rush in.

On top of Xiaobai's head, a young man with a gloomy face clasped the mesh with his left hand so that he would not fall.

I saw that he was holding a three-foot-long silver sword in his right hand, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the top of Xiaobai's head, and said sharply: "Evil beast." I know you understand me. Since you refuse to surrender and become my desolate beast, then you will die!"

As he spoke, the silver sword in his palm slashed down like a bolt of lightning!

"Get out!"

A roar like thunder rang out on the ground.

A black and red stick shadow fell from the sky!

The young man was alarmed, and the silver sword changed its move halfway, and stabbed obliquely upward.

There was a soft sound.

The silver sword shattered countless times, and the long stick slammed into the armor on the young man's chest.

The young man flew upside down like a kite with a broken string and fell outside the human wall.

The black dust man was in the air, holding a stick in one hand, and spun it around with force.

Bang bang!

More than 30 big men were swept in the arms almost at the same time, and one by one they spread the ropes, falling to the ground and screaming.

lifted the thick and heavy net, but saw that Xiaobai, who was originally round and round, now looked like a hedgehog. Especially on its chest, neck, and hind legs, there are more than a dozen spears.

The sticky and bloody blood kept flowing down from nowhere, and Xiaobai was as if he had been fished out of blood.

At the moment when he saw the black dust, Xiao Bai's two huge eyes that were dull flashed with a faint light.

"Xiaobai, how are you?" Wuchen couldn't believe his eyes.

Xiaobai opened his mouth wide, and blood flowed out from the corners of his mouth, but in the end he didn't make any sound. I had to use my fat claws to touch Wuchen's arm with difficulty and trembling, as if telling Wuchen not to worry, it was fine.

Is this still the same snow-white and flawless, without a little variegation?

Is this still the lively, greedy and bulky little white?

Is this still the huge, mighty, but flattering little white who helps him catch his prey?

Anger rises without bounds.

It was like a raging fire burning on the endless sea.

This flame is about to burn through the heavens!

"Where's the wild boy, kill him!" The young man walked back at some point, looked at Wuchen like a poisonous snake, and with a wave of his big hand, hundreds of people rushed up.

Countless swords, guns, swords, halberds, and unclear axes, hooks and forks, in the hideous eyes of the young man, with the breath of death, the mountains roared and the tsunami came, and the waves rolled in.

The wind rose and the leaves fell.

The moonlight poured silently like silver.

Deep mountains and dense forests, secluded valleys.

What kind of boy is it, hugging the wounded and dying beast, waiting for death to come.

And who sang the ancient mantra!

"The moon fell from the sky, and the frost was like snow.

The white moon is a bow, and he fights with all his might!"

A canopy of white light lit up silently, illuminating all things in heaven and earth.

The shadow of the stick is like a mountain, and it is waving like a dragon.

Figures flew and screamed.

Hundreds of people fell like straw in pieces.

The young man who was hiding behind and was about to "enjoy it" still had a cruel smile on his lips.

Seeing this, his complexion changed, he took a few steps back, and the corners of his mouth let out a piercing roar.

Suddenly, an iron-boned eagle with a wingspan of more than ten zhang rushed down, grabbed his shoulder, and flew high.

The young man was in the air and laughed wildly, "Boy, you wait! You and the damned beast, as well as your family and clan, will all be killed!"

Poof! A fist-sized transparent hole appeared in the chest.

The young man looked down at his chest, his face full of disbelief.

Blood gushes out like a spring.

Wuchen was in front of his left foot, lunging, and his right hand was pointing straight in the direction of the young man, still maintaining a throwing posture.

"I am... How dare you—" Before he could finish his words, he tilted his head and hung down heavily, and was carried away by the iron-boned eagle into the distance.