Text Text_Chapter 1867 Cemetery
Xiang Nan looked intently, and the red marks on the little white cow (body shēn) turned out to be red with blood.
Nearly 100 spears were inserted horizontally and vertically on it, but because of its large size and long white fluff, it was not easy to find those spears hidden in the hair.
It was running fast, completely beyond the speed of sound, and every time it accelerated and sprinted, the speed of the sprint was like an explosion, which was amazing.
But at this point, it looks like it's already weak.
It couldn't run, and after running for a while, it stood still, lowered its head and gasped hard, gasping for a few gasps and coughing up strands of red blood.
Whoosh!
A bright light chased up from behind the little white cow, and these strong lights flew in the sky, all of them were human warriors.
"Hahahaha, it can't run! Brothers, surround it!"
The many warriors immediately dispersed, forming a huge encirclement.
The little white cow panicked and hurriedly ran forward regardless of his injuries, but in front of him, he was blocked by more than a dozen martial artists of the Creation Realm.
It was so frightened that it squeezed out a few tears and hurriedly turned back to run, but was stopped by a large number of warriors after it.
At this time, many warriors laughed, took out a spear from the ring, and threw it at the little white cow.
The little white ox was dodging everywhere, but it was too large to dodge the tiny spears.
Then I heard the sound of popping and popping.
The spears covered in the qi pierced its skin and stuck in its (body shēn).
Gradually, there were more and more spears on it, and finally it could no longer support it, and it slowly lay on the ground with its limbs to support its body.
Many warriors surrounded and looked at the little white cow with a grin.
It lay on the ground, gasping and whimpering sadly.
"It's fun. A woman with a high nose (quite tǐng) clapped her hands and giggled: "It's a pity that it can't run anymore, let's kill it." ”
I don't know if it understood the woman's words, or if it felt the killing intent emanating from the woman's (身shēn), absolute (情qíng).
The little white bull didn't know where he got the strength, but he jumped up all of a sudden, and rushed towards the east.
This time, it came very suddenly, so that those martial artists of the Creation Realm were defenseless.
It was actually the five warriors who were blocking the front, and they were forced to break through the encirclement.
Many martial artists were furious and hurriedly chased after them, but the speed of the little white cow's charge was too fast, and their group of martial artists in the Creation Realm couldn't catch up.
A man said angrily: "Damn, this beast is running so fast, I didn't expect it to be half dead, and it can still move!"
"Hmph, I'll see how far this stupid beast can run, bring it to me!"
His voice spread to distant places through the Gang Qi, and soon, hundreds of warriors slowly flew over from afar.
These very slow-flying warriors, about three or four hundred people, were holding a huge metal net, which was sturdy and tied to a giant white bull with a body size of five hundred meters away.
"Cut it!" the man shouted.
At that moment, the woman with a high nose bridge (quite tǐng) had a cold light flashing in her eyes, and she flew over with a four-meter-long knife, shining on the nose of the giant bull, and stabbed it in.
Moo......
The bull let out a wail of pain.
In the distance, Xiang Nan still needs to disguise himself as a false god believer to cover his own share.
But as he got closer to the ancient ruins, the spectacular scenes gradually surfaced.
In the vast plains, the remains of huge beasts of the wilderness were everywhere.
The remains are displayed horizontally on the ground, some are hundreds of meters high, and some are even more terrifying, and the ribs are like a knife edge mountain.
Such a spectacular scene surprised Xiang Nan and admired the strange landscape of this ancient world.
But he slowly discovered that there seemed to be something wrong with these (情qíng) situations.
Those corpses didn't seem to be caused by the beasts killing each other, because Xiang Nan saw a lot of bones with sharp cuts.
These cuts can only come from the sword.
It's a huge graveyard of beasts! And it's been slaughtered by humans.
Xiang Nan's heart chuckled for a moment, he put his hand on the pergola and looked into the distance, but he saw that it spread into the distance, and it was an endless cemetery of corpses, until the junction of heaven and earth, he could not reach the end.
Thinking of the first one he saw, the angry thunder and lightning beast, and then thinking of the scene of those warriors cruelly abusing and killing the little calf before. Xiang Nan thought for a while, and seemed to think of something (情qíng).