He Sheng's eyes looked at the sky deadly, and there was a black spot at a height of at least six thousand meters, which could be seen clearly at such a long distance, and it was probably three or four meters in size.

Even the Eagle King on the grassland definitely doesn't have such a huge volume!

Could it be a strange beast?

However, what kind of alien beast can give itself such a huge sense of pressure and danger?

And at this moment, the black dot in the sky was getting bigger and bigger, and it was getting closer and closer, flying towards the bottom at a high speed.

And the terrifying and dangerous momentum is also becoming more and more majestic, and even some horses are so frightened that they foam at the mouth and kneel on the ground.

"What's that, what's that?"

Everyone in the Zhuoba tribe looked at the black dots that were getting closer and closer, and they raised their heads one by one, their faces showed a deep look of shock, fear, doubt, and fear, and they couldn't imagine what it was, giving them such a terrifying feeling.

Chirp......

At this moment, a sharp cry resounded, like the sound of chalk rubbing against the blackboard, or the sound of rocks crumbling, as if it was about to pierce people's hearts and shatter people's brains.

Almost all of them were holding their heads, screaming, trembling, almost vomiting, and their eyes were bloodshot.

It's just that at this time, they can't care so much about it, they have seen it, they have seen what it is.

I saw a hundred meters in the sky, there was a huge and handsome eagle king, with wings spread, at least three or four meters long, and a pair of iron claws shining with a metallic luster, sharp as if able to crush stones and lion heads.

This Iron Claw Eagle King is extremely terrifying, even ten times more dangerous than the Wolf King's silver lightning!

Everyone was shocked, they never thought that such a huge and terrifying Iron Claw Eagle King could appear on the prairie!

However, what made them even more frightened was that there was a figure standing above the Iron Claw Eagle King, wearing the clan elder costume of the First Golden Tribe, but he couldn't see the specific face clearly.

This person who came on the Iron Claw Eagle King is the first powerhouse of the First Golden Tribe, and he is also recognized as the most terrifying and powerful existence on the prairie, Prairie Satan Borhu!

"You're Hesheng? Die! ”

A hundred meters away, Bol suddenly saw the river sheng below, feeling the huge innate powerhouse aura, Bol suddenly saw the murderous intent boiling in his eyes, and roared.

A loud shout, like thunder, came from a height of 100 meters!

Plop plop plop plop ......

The terrifying momentum crushed from top to bottom.

Even if it is a hundred meters away, it is unbearable for Zhuoba Khan and other people of the Zhuoba tribe.

Especially the horses under their crotches, they were even more plopping and lying on the ground, foaming at the mouth, and even a few of them were directly scared to death!

And Zhuoba Khan and other people of the Zhuoba tribe were also suppressed by this terrifying momentum and lay on the ground, and the muscles and blood vessels of their bodies seemed to have been injected with lead and mercury, and they were extremely stiff and difficult to move!

And He Sheng still stood proudly, his body was like a javelin, his spine was straight, his face was calm, his eyes looked indifferently at the strange strong man above the hundred meters in the air, and said coldly:

"I'm Hesheng! Who are you? ”

"I'm the one who wants your life!"

Bold's face was filled with boundless ferocity and ferocity, and he roared furiously.

In the next moment, in the disbelief and horror of everyone, Bor suddenly jumped directly from a hundred meters in the air, from the body of the Iron Claw Eagle King, almost without any hesitation!

In the shocked eyes of everyone, this figure fell on the hill from a height of hundreds of meters, and in a moment's time!

Thundered!

There was an earth-shattering loud noise, accompanied by the dust of half a day, and the small hills of seventy or eighty meters seemed to tremble and tear apart!

At this time, the people of the Zhuoba tribe were already dumbfounded, and they fell directly from a height of 100 meters.

Is this person crazy?

Only Hesheng's face became more and more solemn, and his eyes were as deep as water.

When the dust clears, it is faintly revealed!

I saw this strong man wearing the old clothes of the No. 1 Golden Tribal Clan, standing proudly on the top of the hill with his hands behind his back, and his momentum was as majestic as a thousand-meter peak!

And under the feet of this person, with him as the center, there are dense cracks like spider webs, and the rocks above this small hill are shattered, broken layer by layer!

Even, the bottomless terrible cracks went directly into the seventy or eighty-meter hill and tore it apart!

"This, this, and this, jumped directly from a height of 100 meters, unscathed?"

Seeing such a terrifying scene, Dalak was dumbfounded, his eyes widened, and he stammered.

"It's too powerful, it's too scary, who the hell is this? is so terrifying, it is far better than the previous silver-haired lion king Bo Jili! ”

Not only Darak, but also the people of the surrounding Zhuoba tribe trembled at this time, their faces turned pale, and they fell directly from a height of 100 meters, unscathed, what kind of terrifying and powerful body is this, I am afraid it is harder than a hundred refined steel!

"Prairie Satan, it turned out to be Prairie Satan Borhu!"

And at this time, the patriarch Zhuoba Khan looked at the direction of Borhu in horror, he finally remembered, remembered the name of this person, he was the strongest man of the steppe, the strongest of the first golden tribe, the terrifying steppe Satan Borhu!

This person, who has disappeared for many years, heard that the demon who went to the Western killing battlefield to fight has actually returned!

Prairie Satan Borhu, this terrible nightmare that once shocked the child's crying, has returned!

Rumble!

When they heard the words of the patriarch Zhuoba Khan, the people of the Zhuoba tribe who came seemed to have exploded the pot, boiling and banging!

"What? Steppe Satan Borhu, hasn't this demon heard that he died on the battlefield of Western killing? He's he, he's he, he's come back alive! ”

"Oh my God, he's even more terrifying than ever, even more terrifying! More than ten years ago, he had swept the entire grassland invincible, and even if he was a congenital powerhouse, almost no one could beat him in three moves! Now that he has returned from the sea of corpses and blood, he has returned from the Western Killing Battlefield, how terrifying will he be! ”

"It's over! Now our Zhuoba tribe is finished! It is impossible for Hesheng to be the opponent of Satan Bolhu of the grassland, this person is too terrifying, too powerful, and the silver-haired lion king Bo Jilie cannot be compared to him at all! We're done......"

“……”

Darak and the other people of the Zhuoba tribe turned pale one by one, their scalps exploded, their eyelids jumped wildly, and their whole bodies trembled.

Desperate!