Innate early dragon horn rhinoceros, die!

Innate early dragon scale python, die!

Mid-congenital dragon tooth crocodile, die!

Meng Jiao's eyes were slightly tired, looking at the platform in front of him, a lion who played with more than a dozen innate martial artists between his palms, let out a long breath of turbidity, and said dreamily: "After killing so many spirit beasts, I finally met a person who did not have the blood of the dragon clan. ”

"Brother Meng, look at that lion's forehead, there is a faint bit of scales shining. This is a lion with the blood of the dragon, and the dragon is one of the nine sons of the dragon, so it can also be regarded as having the blood of the dragon. The corners of Guo Lin's mouth also twitched a little, he didn't feel dazzled, but these beast clans with dragon blood, it's okay not to wake up, once awakened, whether it is vitality or various physical qualities, none of them can be compared with ordinary spirit beasts, the early congenital stage can compete with the middle congenital stage, if it weren't for Mengjiao along the way, they are afraid that they would have suffered heavy losses long ago. Dragon, is that a soft persimmon? If you are not careful, you may lose a tooth!

From the beginning of killing the brown bear in the middle of the congenital period, Mengjiao began his own hunting journey, slaying dragon horses and dragon crocodiles along the way, every time it was a move to defeat the enemy, those who originally dealt with spirit beasts, naturally followed him all the way, in just over half an hour, the number of people actually exceeded a hundred!

You must know that among these people, the worst are all in the early stage of congenital, and there are many strong people in the middle stage of congenital, who usually do not have much contact with each other, and now when they get together, they can see that the number of strong people in the human race is indeed quite a lot, but it is precisely because of this that the Royal Beast City can resist the invasion of the beast clan for so many years, after all, if it is not the numerical advantage, it will fight alone, relying on the powerful body and supernatural power of the spirit beast. No one really can fight.

"This lion's momentum is extraordinary, only on the surface, it is on par with the thirteen early innate martial artists, it is indeed nothing, but if you look carefully, you can find that it has not used any other moves except for its two claws, let alone supernatural powers, even if it is energy breath, I haven't seen a little. The fur is smooth and shiny, does this look like it is fighting to the death?" Meng Jiao kept pointing at the spirit beast in the distance, just like buying vegetables in the market, but the words that could be said made people nod their heads in agreement.

A full one hundred and three innate martial artists gathered around to look at Mengjiao who was standing at the front, noncommittal to his words, and came all the way. No matter how unruly a person is, in the face of an existence that can kill a spirit beast with one move, he can't have the slightest temper, even from the breath. I feel that this young man is no more than the peak of the day after tomorrow, but can the acquired martial artist have this kind of strength? Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger! This is the most intuitive idea of all people.

"Brother Dream is very true. Could it be that this is another mid-acquired spirit beast?" Ouyang Mu walked forward sweating profusely, looked at Meng Jiao and said, in his eyes at this time. There is both admiration and helplessness, along the way, this young master, only knows killing, and then takes people to slip away, arranging the city defense, but let him exhaust his mental strength, although there are many martial artists the day after tomorrow, but it is not a cabbage, some city walls are more and some city walls are less, this is inevitable, there is a desire to summon the mechanical corps, to replace the place where there are not enough manpower, but think of the beast siege, has always been the first wave of the most ferocious, the second wave of ordinary beasts to catch up, if the troops are wasted at this time, then I am only afraid that the mechanical corps will suffer heavy losses, and it will not have much effect at all, thinking of this, he has to work harder, and strive not to let the defense fail。

"Stronger than the middle congenital stage. "After retracting his spiritual power, a gloomy SE appeared on Meng Jiao's face, there are many innate powerhouses present, there are countless cultivators who are higher than him, and the realm is stronger than him, that is not the one who has not! Most of the martial artists' spiritual power is directly proportional to their strength, and there are even many, and their cultivation is higher than their own realm, which is a sign of an unstable foundation," If the early congenital stage is a stream, and the middle congenital stage is a small river, this big lion is afraid that it is not worse than the Yangtze River, I think it is at least the strength of the late congenital stage, and it may even be stronger than this!"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" Hearing Mengjiao's analysis, Ouyang Mu's face changed drastically, and he denied this statement at the first time.

A trace of doubt flashed in Mengjiao's eyes, seeing that Ouyang Mu didn't explain at all, he secretly sighed that he was just a rising star, and there were still many things he didn't understand, but he was not a curious person, people didn't want to say it, he naturally wouldn't lick his face, he had to figure it out, but once again released his spiritual power, condensed it into a trace, and hundreds of meters away, the spirit beast invaded the past, first perceiving the breath fluctuations, it was indeed as profound as the sea, compared to the three-tailed fox and dragon tooth crocodile he had seen, it was more than a step stronger, and he was about to quietly check the inside, when he saw that the lion suddenly stopped moving, and his big eyes like copper bells turned his head, looking at this side with a smile, In the face of more than 100 early innate martial artists, there was no fear at all, and in the depths of the beast's pupils, even a trace of sarcasm and disdain flashed.

"It's not good, everyone get out of the way!" Meng Jiao shouted, his body took the lead in retreating, his hands were spread out under the blessing of true qi, turning into two big pu fans, and bringing the people on both sides back together, although there was some confusion for a while, but there was no sound of doubt.

Just when Mengjiao retreated, many warriors who were shouting around the lion, and constantly playing the sword qi of the palm wind, stopped their movements in unison, their bodies turned around a little stiffly, their scarlet eyes, staring at everyone, there was no agility in their eyes, more or dead silence, the breath of life on their bodies also dissipated at this time, the neat clothes became tattered, almost everyone's body had countless scars of flesh and blood, these innate martial artists had already died, everything they saw before was just a maze array deliberately posed by the other party, if they really stepped into it ignorantly, once they were attacked from behind, I'm afraid that most of these 100 people will be killed or injured immediately!

The stone slabs burst directly, dense figures, appeared in front of everyone, where they were standing just now, they were instantly blocked by the crowd, and the unpleasant rancid smell entered the nose, making Meng Jiao frown, he felt something was wrong just now, and when he saw the lion's eyes, he immediately noticed that the dead air under his feet was more dense than other places, so he hurriedly retreated, and sure enough, he escaped a catastrophe.

"Such a sensitive intuition, Lao Tzu made a show for people, deceived no less than ten waves of people to die, I originally wanted to lead you into an ambush and have a pot of stew, but I didn't expect you to be fooled. The lion narrowed its eyes, opened and closed its mouth, and the words it uttered were more smooth than those of a normal person, which made Ouyang Mu exclaim, "You can speak! You have refined the horizontal bones in your throat! You are a spirit beast in the late stage of congenital life!"

"What kind of spirit beast in the late congenital period, Lao Tzu is the king of beasts! The new king of the lion clan is shy!" named himself after the nine sons of the dragon, and he speaks in an orderly manner, and knows how to set up ambushes, and waits for people to throw themselves into the net, this kind of wisdom is ashamed even if it is a demon night, and they are spirit beasts in the early and middle stages of the congenital period, and they can become beast kings in the later stage, because they have opened their wisdom at this time and completely got rid of racial restrictions, which is difficult for any spirit beast to achieve.

"How is it possible, this is only the first wave of beast attacks, and there is actually a beast king in person, do you want to start a big war completely?" Ouyang's eyes were a little messy, the aura on his body was messy, obviously the appearance of the fierce man made him unexpected, and he had already begun to mess with himself, "There is a new king among the beast clan, and there is more than one, otherwise it is impossible to do this kind of thing, it's over, the top powerhouse in the beast city still hasn't appeared, either it's entangled, or a family has fallen, and there is no tomorrow for the human race, it's over, it's all over." ”

Ouyang Mu is the lieutenant general of the military department, and he is also the person with the highest status in the Imperial Beast City, there are many people who know him at the scene, hearing him say this, the atmosphere immediately became flustered, which made Meng Jiao frown even more, and he threw out a slap without thinking about it, making Ouyang's eyes fly out with astonishment, and smash it on the ground and splash a piece of dust.

"What about the late congenital stage? What about the beastmaster? It's all a piece of meat on the table, and sooner or later it will turn into a piece of!" Mengjiao is not eating now, in order not to increase impurities in the body, relying on the vitality of the heaven and earth to survive, you can be young before, but you don't eat less meat, the woods around the village, there are many ordinary small animals, all of them are evolutionary failures, growth failures, and defective products left behind, the beasts do not accept it, and humans use it as food, which is rare, and ordinary people can afford to eat meat, but the amount is also not much.

Ouyang Mu was slapped in the face, he was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed, he was laughing at his weakness, he was actually not a young man!

The fox was still laughing at the weakness of the human race, but when he heard Meng Jiao's words, his eyes immediately shot out an astonishing murderous aura, and a green dragon phantom appeared above his head, showing his teeth and dancing claws, this is the breath of his bloodline ancestor, after all, the fox is the ninth son of the dragon, even if the appearance is different, the blood cannot be changed.

Seeing the phantom shadow above the head of the fox, and the dense number of dead, there are thousands of acquired martial artists, and there are no less than dozens of innate martial artists, I can't help but curse in my heart: Nima! Are the dragons in ancient times so idle? One by one, they have nothing to do, and go directly to be stallions, otherwise how can they leave so many alien bloodlines to harm people! (To be continued......