"Hebo?"

is also filled with a large amount of evil qi, and even the mana and hot blood flowing in the muscles and veins have turned into a pitch-black and sticky fluid, although Zhang Ke's appearance has also appeared fierce distortion, but he is bound by blood, and his appearance has basically maintained his personal appearance until now.

After all, no matter how ferocious the evil god is, where can he compare to the one who hunts the gods, washes half of the wilderness with blood, and causes a large area of racial disintegration?

The headless body without a head, the big mouth on the belly is grinning silently chewing on this resentful word.

Although Barbarian and Kyushu are not the same, their nature tends to be the same in some unified words.

The difference between the two is the quality and not the other.

In particular, when he was in Kyushu, when Zhang Ke revised the timeline of Wuhu Chaohua, he once saw this Yellow River Hebo.

Although at that time, Hebo had been stiffened by Li Daitao, and he was seriously injured and difficult to return, his flesh and blood withered, his divinity was cut off, and only a white skeleton was left to survive, but the unique aura and the rather unreasonable transaction still deeply remained in Zhang Ke's mind.

See you now.

Although this guy was also infected by the sins carried in Zhang Ke's blood, and he became inhuman, after the disguise was pierced, he would not admit the authority of the water veins that was revealed.

Hebo pretended to be a dragon, which solved the confusion of the degree of similarity.

But why did this guy pretend to be in the name of Ying Long to falsely accuse Zhang Ke, which is really a bit confusing.

The biggest possibility is to provoke the conflict between Zhang Ke and Ying Long, after all, there is Chi You's old things in front of him, although from a fair point of view, Ying Long's perspective is right, but don't forget, Kyushu is a civilization that values family affection, if it is for the sake of blood, even if it is to do some extreme things, although it is outrageous, but it is also very reasonable.

It's just a small god in the mountains and fields, and it's just short-sighted.

As the god of the four desecrations, Zhang Ke didn't believe that this guy hadn't seen the scene that happened in the Great Wilderness before.

With Xuanyuan and Dayu, two people who are close to Ying Long, Wang carries the thunder for Zhang Ke, even the most stupid guy should know that this kind of simple discord plan has no chance of success.

What's more, disguise in the context of ancient myths such as barbarism is a rather unintelligent thing, not to mention that it is Ying Long who is disguised.

Of course, this is the idea that comes out of the head that is tied to the waist and dangles like a pendant.

As for his body, it is far from being so rich in divergent thinking.

By the time the three evil beasts shouted, they had already rushed out first.

"Boom!"

It was as if the magnificent battle axe that opened the world in ancient mythology, under the tyrannical force driven by the unity of four arms, suddenly set off a raging wave, and the terrible hurricane smashed heavily on the huge body that failed to cast the spell and returned to its original form!

It brings together two worlds, countless living beings, and the nutrients that the relatives have absorbed from the war

The wide range of power forms a kind of chaotic and irascible power in the tomahawk.

With an axe, Rao Yihebo, a high (rough) power (meat) and heavy (thick) existence, couldn't help but grin bitterly.

And with a miserable cry of pain emanating from the bloated sarcoma, a pitch-black staff also knocked on Zhang Ke's body at the same time.

All of a sudden, flesh and blood flew sideways, bones and tendons broke.

Seeing this, He's eyes that were infected by evil qi and were black and red couldn't help but smile.

Shibei should be impressed for three days.

He is not the Yellow River Mansion he used to be.

Although Ying Long and Yi are great traitors, but after suffering losses twice, he also practiced his skills hard, although there is still a gap with those two old enemies, but at least his will has been strengthened a lot, and he will not lose his mind due to injury.

Although this is only ordinary in the wilderness, it is already a great progress for Hebo.

In contrast, after killing some stinky fish and rotten shrimp, even if it was the god of the East China Sea, it was also hindered by the face of the same clan to secretly release the water, and now, as the first high-end character that Shaoyou officially fought in the wilderness, this staff has been carefully prepared for a long time.

He.

Looking at the broken knife protruding from his waist, the thousand words in Hebo's heart couldn't help but press down, and with the rotation of the handle of the knife on his back, it was cold and tingling, and in a trance, it seemed that a fierce tiger was opening its bloody mouth in his body, gnawing at it wantonly.

In Zhang Ke's blood-colored eyes, there seemed to be a wisp of speechless emotion flashing.

The strength of this Hebo does not seem to be in keeping with his position on the side of mythology and authority.

Although it is said that in the previous fierce battle, Zhang Ke has always been in a weak position, and even if he had not turned over all the hole cards at the beginning, he would have been killed no less than ten times, but the reality is no if.

Any seemingly coincidental or fluke result is actually an inevitability.

Isn't there such a thing as a hole card that is meant to be turned over when you feel dangerous?

If if, if Zhang Ke is the same age as Hebo, then there can still be this fierce battle?

Zhang Ke, who was already accustomed to pain in the novice copy and now instinctively dominated the body, casually pulled out the tiger spirit inserted in Hebo's waist, and cut off the broken arm Qi Gen with a knife.

The blood surging like a swamp only spurted out for a moment, and new flesh and blood grew at the junction of flesh and bones.

The newborn arms, with their scales intertwined and white bones, and their well-defined palms had been deformed into the sharp minions of some kind of beast.

Even if there is a bloodline suppression, the darkness that has been precipitated by countless years of savagery, how can the evil qi be as docile and harmless as a lamb, but it can still hold an axe, Zhang Ke doesn't care much.

And perhaps it was because of Zhang Ke's indifferent, but extremely cruel and ferocious posture that he was shocked, at the moment when his offensive was temporarily stalled, Hebo did not chase and fight, but when Ganqi came again with a hurricane, he suddenly woke up from a dream.

In a hurry, a staff deflected off the path of the tomahawk.

He Bo, who staggered back two steps, had an abnormal flush on his face, and the Wind and Rain Realm, which had been quiet for a while, was running again at this time.

The boundless flowing water is like a long snake, surrounding Zhang Ke's side.

The gentle flowing water was as solid as steel at this time, and the torrent that surrounded it quickly rubbed a large piece of spark between the contact with Zhang Ke.

From a distance, under the gloomy sky, the scene of water and fire is particularly shocking.

And in the time of the changing wind and rain, Zhang Ke's battle axe slashed and killed Hebo's body again and again, its sound was like thunder, the sky trembled endlessly, and Hebo, who was already a little annoyed and angry, hung a broken arm, and the whole person's heart was even closer to madness!

It's shameful enough to pretend that Ying Long was recognized!

Nowadays, there is not even a single child who has not yet been crowned.

Although the current Beishan has been tightly sealed by him, the space is like a beehive, except for the more than ten water gods who accompanied Zhang Ke at that time, no outsiders can see the situation inside.

But that already strong and distorted self-esteem can't accept the current defeat and the more than a dozen peeps in the distance.

Damn beasts, even you bastards, dare to be presumptuous in front of me now.

Wait for me to seal this evil beast at the foot of Longhou Mountain, and then I will carefully concoct it.

Yes, yes, that's it.

Looking at the whirlpool that was gradually stained red by blood, looking at the flesh and bones floating in the water, Hebo's swollen eyes that only had gaps revealed a look of happiness.

"What are you looking at?"

In the next moment, the huge figure in the vortex suddenly shattered. Even the flesh and blood corpses that had previously been mixed in the water turned into a huge amount of mana and melted into the water.

When Hebo reacted, he heard a cold voice behind him, and at the same time, his heart ached, and he looked down to see a broken blade stabbing him in the chest.

It was at this moment that He suddenly saw a fog in the distance that was surging in all directions.

'Oops, patronizing and restraining this evil animal, forgetting that the water vapor in the shop cannot be moved lightly.'

In the thick fog, a violent collision and a loud scolding sounded almost at the same time!

Of course, the war of scolding is not limited to one side alone.

Thanks to the liberation of his own reason, compared to Hebo, who had to deal with sneak attacks from all directions when he was searching for words in his mind, Zhang Ke, who gave the battlefield to his own instinct, poured trash talk wholeheartedly.

Although the voice is not as loud as Hebo, the lethality is not on the same level.

From the mouth-to-mouth evil animals, to the gibberish invective, to the silent accusations.

Although the relevant words cannot be directly presented, Zhang Ke, who rarely has this kind of unilateral crushing in later generations, feels extremely happy at this time.

"Who is the beast now?"

Relying on the concealment provided by the fog, Zhang Ke's invective did not reveal her position.

And a certain angry Hebo, who had no sense, could only reply: "Vertical Zi'an dares to bully me?" ”

Before the words fell, a violent wind and rain came to his face.

Round after round, the heavy cadres smashed heavily on Hebo.

Although He also had crutches to resist, someone had one more "knife" than Him, and the shriveled and shrunken scars all over his body were the marks left by the tiger's devouring.

And Hebo, who felt that the battle situation was gradually changing in some kind of irreversible, also began to ignore the wah-wow screams in his ears, trying to let reason reoccupy the high ground.

The storm swept in with even more frantic momentum, and at the same time, the knee-deep waters under our feet were swelling rapidly.

Zhang Ke could clearly feel that after He Bo woke up, the authority he had occupied nearly half of in this space was rapidly declining, and the hostility from the space and the world, and the threat from all directions were haunting his heart again.

Dealing with regional skills, it is natural that they can compete with each other with the same wide range of field skills.

Under the surge of water vapor and the return of authority, even if Hebo's five senses still can't discern the direction, he can vaguely sense the direction where Zhang Ke is from the feedback of water vapor.

"Found you!"

He Bo turned his head violently to look at the side of his body, and at the same time, the crutch in his hand also turned into a huge shadow and swept towards the surging fog.

"Boom!"

"Click!"

Suddenly, there was a jaw-dropping cracking sound in the fog where the five fingers were missing, and the cane staggered forward a few steps, and in the next moment, a scarlet light slashed down.

After a long battle, the strength stacked by Gan Qi had already reached a rather terrifying level, and the reason for not killing was because of the body's instinct.

Although there was no trace of reason in Zhang Ke's body, the emotions accumulated before had not weakened even a little bit over time.

It's anger, but it's also torture.

But after feeling the changes in the external environment and the signs of deflection of the battlefield scales, the instinct also decisively stopped the catharsis of emotions.

With a violent roar, Hebo's body was split in two, nearly half of his body from the neck down was blown to pieces, countless flesh and blood burst out in the fog, and the falling blood rain dyed the raging waves scarlet.

The figure in the fog did not stop at all.

In the blink of an eye, the downward chopping battle axe was pulled upside down by a brutal force, and with an overwhelming shattering sound from the space, a round sarcoma flew up from the mutilated body, and a fountain of blood rushed it into the sky.

At this moment, a new prompt message was emerging on Zhang Ke's retina, but at this time, he couldn't care much.

The long hair that had been tied to the armor band suddenly loosened, and the bloodied skull fell to the shoulder-length broken scar in an instant.

At the broken neck, an arm stretched out between the wriggling of the blood like black mud, resisting to hold the bloody head to prevent him from becoming one with the body, and the already distorted body was more like triggering a switch.

The originally mild, slow mutation speed has increased by leaps and bounds at this time.

But in the blink of an eye, two more claws were born under the ribs, and the face on the chest was also densely scaled, and the flat bones were bulging at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if a new head was about to grow.

"Huh!"

Zhang Ke chuckled.

Then his mind moved, and a cluster of blazing flames erupted from his neck, and the sticky black mud was roasted crisply in the blink of an eye, and at the same time, his head, which had lost its upward momentum, also fell violently.

With the arm shattering, the head, which had been detached from the body for a long time, returned to its original position.

And the vigorous aberration, also under the return of the main master, under the double suppression of reason and blood, reluctantly gradually faded, thousands of evils were restrained by the heart from all over the body, and the long-awaited samadhi true fire condensed a vicious snake face at this time.

Filthy, messy.

These foreign things exude a deep aura that any living creature can resist, but fortunately, the Samadhi True Fire has gradually deviated from the right path under Zhang Ke's cultivation.

Earlier, I didn't have enough qi in my stomach, but now I have a source of venting.

It's like adding fuel to the fire.

Zhang Ke, who was already tightly knit and healing, suddenly erupted from his neck, and the seven orifices on his face were even more red and shiny.

Looking at the body that had just begun, but the outcome had been decided, Zhang Ke moved his eyes to look at the sarcoma that had been cut off by himself, although it was terrifying, but from the stacked layers of flesh, he could also vaguely see that before being infected by the evil qi, Hebo's delicate appearance.

"I thought that the unused opportunities over there in the Great Wilderness would have to be spent on you."

"I haven't completely returned to the Headless Clan, so you can't?"

"That's it?"

As he spoke, Zhang Ke set a fire, and the scorching heat scorched the dead body, and the vortex that was used to imprison him before was now used by Zhang Ke to turn into a water curtain to wrap Hebo's body, which was not only a means to prevent some corpses from being cheated, but also to prevent the evil qi contaminated with his breath from escaping back into the wilderness.

Hebo was an accident.

In the wilderness, those who are not strong, but have the ability to damage are not a few, not to mention that the stronger the strength, the more extensive the means, he doesn't want to fall asleep to death without inspiration one day.

And because of this, it was not only Hebo's body that was burned, but also the space that was rapidly collapsing after losing the caster, as well as the water beneath him.

Silently watching the extension of the sea of fire, watching the fog dissipate, but the water vapor of the sky and the earth.

After a long time, Zhang Ke twisted his eyes to look at the more than ten water gods who had witnessed everything from beginning to end, and said with a smile: "After reading it, and the Beishan obstacle has now gone, I think you should go to work, what about you?" ”

"Yui!"

"Yui!"

"Yui!"

With a short answer, the water gods shrunk so fast that they forgot that they were gods, capable of turning rainbows into flights, and scurrying on the calm waters with only a pair of legs and feet.

Seeing this, Zhang Ke shook his head.

Then he looked at the head in his hand, ignoring the resentful look in his eyes, and the entire jaw that had been torn off by Zigan:

"I originally thought that someone with such a bad mouth as you would be cut directly, but now I have changed my mind, only one of you I am angry in my heart, and there is no time limit for water control, if you can still send a message, wash it first, and wait for me to find you in the Yellow River!"

Either you don't do it, or you do it.

Although I don't know if there are huge ups and downs in the strength of the Yellow River Hebo in different eras, but it is useless for him to have relatives left and right, although this is a resurrection card, but the hole card is not very wonderful if it is hidden into a ticket.

So, when he returned to Longhou Mountain, he briefly talked to Yanshu and the others about leaving for a while, regardless of their opinions, and disappeared with a flash of light, and the next moment Zhang Ke's figure disappeared from this world.

meanwhile

Somewhere in the North Mountains.

Looking at Concubine Mi, who was tied to the ground and struggling, Nuwa sighed.

She and Fu Xi really couldn't get used to the relationship between Bingyi and Concubine Mi, but they didn't stop it before that.

Young people, where are there those who are not stubborn, and they don't let them touch their heads, they don't know the cruelty of the world, not to mention, since they were beaten by Ying Long, Bingyi's character who can't stand the blow and collapse is even more annoying.

"That's fine, without Bingyi in the middle, you and Yi can get along safely, although the child has experienced an accident, but your father has also helped to see it, his original intention has not changed, and he loves you very much, and it is a human race, it is better than now"

I wanted to say something, but looking at her tearful daughter, Nuwa sighed again, and finally didn't confide out those more cold and intuitive thoughts.

Looking at the soft and pitying gaze, Concubine Mi asked softly: "But mother, my brother is not dead yet, you can help him ask Shaoyou for a favor, it won't be like this, Yi is really good, but my brother used to treat me very gently, he just suffered too much blow, and he couldn't turn around for a while, my daughter thinks that I can still try, at least give him another chance."

"It's too late!"

Nuwa shook her head: "Ying Long has bypassed him once before, but this guy is unrepentant, he shouldn't, he shouldn't use Ying Long's name to be especially difficult, let alone say those words." Even if I persuaded Shaoyou, there was a Ying Long who would erase the traces of his existence one by one along the time. ”

"Even, Candle Jiuyin has begun to pave the way in the years before the human race, just waiting for Ying Long to vacate the space, and from then on, the Yellow River and Hebo will no longer have the name of Bingyi!"

"The wilderness is, so is Kyushu, he really made a big mistake this time, even if your father comes forward, it is difficult to persuade Ying Long to back down, after all, Bingyi really angered the Xuanyuan clan, and even the rebels of the people and gods over there."

(End of chapter)