It's a very peculiar face.

There are human characteristics, and there are also beasts, to be exact, the characteristics of mastiffs.

His outline is a human face, but his pupils are vertical, his nose is larger and thicker than normal, the color is a little purple and black, his mouth is wide to two cheeks, four sharp tiger teeth can be seen when he grins, and the hair and beard on his face are extremely thick and charred in color.

Such a face looks like a demon in the crowd, and like a human in the monster.

"Half-demon!" the three mastiff demons exclaimed in unison, "You are black and white......"

"Silence!" The half-human, half-demon guy flicked his sleeves and stopped the words under the three mastiffs, "Officially, my identity is the shaman high priest of the Turle Alliance of the Heavenly Mirror Domain, Master Bayin. ”

The three mastiff demons didn't know what the "Bayin Guru" meant in the Heavenly Realm, especially in the Wuyang Kingdom at this time, but they could clearly see that this guy who called himself Bayin Guru belonged to the same mastiff clan as them - of course, it was a half-blood mastiff demon.

"Fangs. ”

"Loneliness. ”

"Stiff. ”

The three mastiffs also reported their names, the fangs were the mastiff at the head, the one was the thinnest, and the zombie was the big man who had a habit of eating corpses.

"You're here to save us?" Seeing the big hole that had been eroded, he was even more sure that the other party was from that mysterious and powerful sect, and only that sect had such strange methods.

Master Bayin only said lightly: "The spiritual root is gone, even if I save you, what will happen if you are sent back to the tribe, you know better than anyone else." ”

The three ferocious and hideous demon faces are all dark, the mountain demon clan falls, the weak eat the strong, even if the fangs in it bear the name of the little chief of the clan, it is impossible to escape being defeated and humiliated by the challenger, and finally expelled from the tribe and left to fend for itself - most likely self-destruction!

This is the survival rule of the demon clan!

"So, what are you using the two Terrans to break through the magic circle, break into this place of trial, and release the mastiff breath, and lure us here?"

Guru Bayin said something inexplicable abruptly: "I want to see your back." ”

The stubbornness and stiffness were inexplicable, but the face of the fangs changed.

"Y-How do you know?"

"I'm also a mastiff, why don't I know?"

"We're mastiffs too, so why don't you know what you're talking about. "The only one and the one said in unison.

Fang sneered: "Why should I show you?"

Guru Bayin smiled faintly, did not continue the topic, and flipped his palm, and there was a red porcelain vase in the palm of his hand.

"What is this?" asked Dudu cautiously.

"A choice. ”

"What?"

"Would you rather be killed as prey by a mere trial of warriors in the lower realms, or would you rather be tortured to death by hunters like prey?"

"Of course it's the hunter!" the three mastiffs said in unison, their faces full of strong unwillingness.

"Your spiritual roots have all been destroyed, and you can only fight with the Terran warriors with your demon body and talent. The demon's defense is no worse than that of a Xuanwu, and its talent is enough to fight or kill a sixth-order warrior. Most of the Terran trialists are of the sixth order, and there are very few of them. In the beginning, the Terran trialists were scattered, and you may have the upper hand, but as time goes on, the trialists will eventually come together and join forces. At that time, you will have no room for resistance, and you will be killed one by one......"

"Needless to say, we all know that. The caracal stared at the red porcelain bottle, word by word, "So, what is the choice hidden in this bottle?"

"Nothing, just three drops of demon blood. Guru Bayin looked indifferent.

"Up...... Superior demon blood!" The three mastiff demons opened their mouths, salivating in disbelief.

Master Bayin raised his hand and threw it, and the red porcelain bottle crossed an arc and accurately fell into the arms of the fangs: "Just take a drop, you can boil your qi and blood, and your strength will directly break through the first level." Fang, your strength is the strongest, it is already the seventh order, you only need to take a drop of demon blood, and it is directly the eighth level. The eighth-level Violent Bear Warrior, placed in the Three Kingdoms of the Heavenly Mirror Domain, is equivalent to a city lord-level powerhouse, basically these three hundred Terran trial warriors are at your disposal...... It's a pity that your spiritual root has been destroyed, and you can't retain this powerful blood, so you can only keep it for just three days. Then you'll fall into extreme weakness, and any beast will bite your throat - now, what choice will you make?"

The fangs pulled out the cork, and almost dripped it in with just a mouthful of saliva - the essence blood of the upper demon clan is the best resource to improve the lower demon clan, and it has a fatal attraction to any lower demon clan.

If Fang had obtained such a vial of demon blood in the tribe earlier, he would have advanced a long time ago, so why would he be captured and thrown into this lower domain and become a trial product?

It's a pity that his spiritual root has been destroyed now, even if he drinks a whole bottle, it is useless, but he will explode and die.

Fang didn't speak, but the movement of his grip on the vase made his choice clear.

Guru Bayin looked at him and smiled faintly, not moving.

The fangs gritted their fangs, and with a hissing snort, he tore the coarse cloth shirt in half, revealing his hairy upper body, and said to the man: "Pluck all the hair on my back." ”

"Ahh

Guru Bayin motioned for the fangs to come closer: "Don't bother, you turn around." ”

The tooth turned around as he said, and with a stroke of his big hand, the thick body hair on the back of the tooth fell like rain, and the entire back was as clean as a knife.

When the inexplicable and curious eyes of the Wild and Frozen fell on the back of the Fangs, their eyes widened in disbelief.

Due to the hair covering the body, the skin of the mastiff demon is generally white or white and blue, however, the back of the fangs is actually blood red! And not only the color, but even more strange is that the blood-colored skin has the faint shape of mountains and rivers, and there are a few lines that seem to point somewhere, but when they reach the meeting point, they stop abruptly - the picture is cracked.

This is a remnant, a remnant tattooed on the back.

The fangs sneered: "It's useless for you to look at it again, I don't know how many years this picture has been circulated, tattooed on the back of every chief of my tribe, countless mastiff ancestors and elders have seen and studied, and it is useless." Maybe you want to rub a copy, please ......"

"As I said, I'm also a mastiff, and I know a lot more about the secrets of this 'Blood Mastiff Secret Map' than you do. If the rubbing is useful, it won't be called the Blood Mastiff Secret Map......" Master Bayin's voice did not fall, and suddenly his eyes kept going.

The "Blood Mastiff Secret Map" on the back of the fangs suddenly burst out with a blood-colored light, and the route of the mountains and rivers on the map was shining with silver light, outlining the score very clearly, and emitting a bright silver-white light.

This sudden anomaly stunned both the Wild Tooth and the Stiff Figure, and only the Wild Tooth was still ignorant and sneered: "Unless you can find the other half of the remnant map, this is just a useless waste map." Hahaha...... What's wrong with you?

The fangs let out a scream, but it was Guru Bayin's five fingers like hooks, and he suddenly peeled off the blood map on his back, and suddenly the entire back was dripping with blood - it turned out that this was just a bloody skin sewn on the back of the fangs, probably because it had been too long, it had been completely stuck to the skin on his back, and when he opened it, it was almost like tearing a layer of skin, and he knew how painful it was when he thought about it.

The two demons rushed at Master Bayin at the same time with a roar, but as soon as they saw a flower, the two demons pounced.

From the depths of the dense forest, Guru Bayin's voice came: "I took the figure, and the spirit stones that were handed over to the two Terran trialists will be given to you, and they all have mastiff breath left on their bodies, so I don't need to teach you how to do it......"

The sound faded away and was inaudible.