"The Great Devil...... Master...... You are truly cultivated to the heavens, unparalleled in the world. The King of the Golden Winged Roc was overjoyed and extremely excited. He almost shouted out the title of "Great Demon King", but fortunately he changed his words in time and came back.

The hook-nosed demon cultivator lay on the ground and kept bleeding, his eyes full of horror. With one punch, he was almost killed by the opponent's punch.

He struggled to his feet and took to the skies again. He wiped the blood from his face, his expression was full of cruelty, his voice was extremely cold, and he said, "You are not human. ”

He suddenly found that the other party spoke the language of the demon clan.

"No, I'm a Terran. Lin Xiuwen shook his head and denied the other party's words.

The eagle hooked nose demon Xiu's expression was even more ugly.

He opened his mouth and let out a scream.

A mysterious and unpredictable force suddenly appeared, like a sonic secret technique, attacking and killing Lin Xiuwen.

As soon as the sound wave appeared, the trunks and stones left behind by the fire in the mountains instantly shattered, turned into powder, and scattered in all directions.

The Terrans watching the battle from a distance couldn't help but worry about Lin Xiuwen in their hearts. It's really a terrifying scene.

Lin Xiuwen waved his hand to block the sound wave, he couldn't let this sound wave rage. Not everyone is him, and he can resist it.

Throwing another punch, he didn't use the wave punch.

This punch produced a huge sound roar, which directly shattered the opponent's sound waves.

"Poof"

A mouthful of blood spurted out and scattered in all directions. The Eagle Hook Nose Demon Cultivator was like being struck by lightning, and flew upside down again, planting on the ground, and kept bleeding.

Lin Xiuwen didn't let him go, he grabbed his hand, and the hook-nosed man seemed to be choked by an invisible big hand.

Lin Xiuwen twisted his hand suddenly, the Seven Tribulation Demon Immortals, fell!

A blue glow flew out of it and shot into the sky.

"Want to run?" Lin Xiuwen snorted coldly, and he grabbed at the ghostly light.

The soul of the Eagle Hook Nose Demon Cultivator was detained by him and directly sealed by him in the dragon pattern sword.

The Terrans of the bear tribe looked at Lin Xiuwen with adoration, and they never made a move from Lin Xiuwen. For a long time, I didn't know how powerful the gods they believed in were.

This stop allowed them to see the power of the gods, which is incomparable!

They spontaneously fell to their knees and kept prostrating.

The Golden-Winged Dapeng King gasped in his heart, he had thought that the Great Demon King would win, but he didn't expect him to win so devastatingly, it was simply a one-sided torture, not even a fight.

Seven Tribulations Demon Immortal, that's the existence of becoming an earth immortal. In the hands of the Great Demon King, he couldn't walk down for a round and was killed, and even his soul was caught and sealed.

No wonder I was beaten so badly.

What level is the Great Demon King? The Golden-Winged Dapeng King is extremely curious.

At this moment, he jumped up with great excitement.

The eagle hook-nosed demon cultivator had already turned into his true appearance at this time, and it was a demon bird with a size of 100 meters, lying quietly on the ground.

Lin Xiuwen saw that the Golden-winged Dapeng King was wandering around on the demon bird.

I only heard him mutter: "The flesh and blood of the Seven Tribulations Heavenly Demon Immortal must be very delicious......"

Lin Xiuwen's face darkened.

Eat your kind, don't you feel a little sad about the death of a rabbit and a fox?

After the death of the hook-nosed demon cultivator, no one ...... Ah no, there is no demon coming out to stop it.

This mountain fire burned for three days and three nights, and opened up a safe area for the human race for hundreds of miles.

Then, a torrential rain struck unexpectedly. Heavy rain poured down, extinguishing the fires.

Otherwise, I don't know where to burn.

After the rain and the sky was clear, the human race, regardless of men, women, and children, poured out of their nests, shuttling through the places swept by the fire, and recovering a large amount of blood food that had been roasted by the fire.

The Golden-Winged Dapeng King really didn't have the slightest sense of grief for the death of a rabbit and a fox, and almost the flesh and blood of the entire Seven Tribulations Heavenly Demon Bird entered his mouth.

After obtaining the flesh and blood essence of the Seven Tribulation Demon Beasts, his cultivation has improved significantly. Lin Xiuwen had felt his breath, and he was already very close to the Seven Tribulation Heavenly Demon Immortals.

As for the word demon immortal, he also asked the King of the Golden Winged Roc.

King Golden-winged Dapeng told him that among the demon clan, the Seven Tribulations are called Heavenly Demon Immortals.

Lin Xiuwen led his clansmen through the mountains, he leaned down, picked up a crimson stone-like thing, and said, "Search all the neighborhoods and bring me all this kind of stone." ”

......

Since then, countless Terrans have traveled through the area swept by the flash, recovering various "stones" one after another.

Lin Xiuwen is extremely high-minded. His plan will be launched immediately.

This vigorous search for the "stone" continued until the snow.

Winter is coming as scheduled.

The cold wind was howling, cold and bleak. Snowflakes are falling one after another, and the whole world seems to be covered in snow overnight.

The face of the whistling north wind hurts, and it seems that it can freeze people in the blink of an eye.

In the quiet of the morning, only the sound of the north wind howling resounded across the land.

The sky and the earth are white.

Lin Xiuwen did not operate the cultivation, feeling the temperature between heaven and earth.

Chilly.

The cold is biting, and the cold hurts.

In this extremely bad weather, even wild animals do not come out to move around, but hide in burrows and start hibernating.

The same is true for the Terrans, who cannot survive in such an extremely harsh situation. Therefore, eating, sleeping, sleeping, and eating, and then promoting the great cause of the reproduction of the human race has almost become all of the winter of the human race.

"You can't let them be idle, you have to let them move. Lin Xiuwen muttered to himself. He didn't want to let the Terran sit idle and waste his time. And when you are idle, it is easy to develop the habit of making delicious noodles.

Lin Xiuwen summoned a dozen monks and led them to start rubbing hemp rope.

Naturally, the materials are readily available.

It was the white hemp grass and several other kinds of hemp grass that the women and children of the tribe had collected before.

Rope is made with the skin of hemp, which has very tough plant fibers.

He took the bone knife polished from the bones of the Seven Tribulations Demon Bird, and slowly scraped off the skin of the white hemp grass.

"Brush Brush Brush"

A trace of hemp grass skin was torn off by a bone knife, and after a while, Lin Xiuwen got a large amount of white hemp turf.

The monks in the tribe followed the example of Lin Xiuwen and did it.

Lin Xiuwen waited for them, and only after they all learned did he start the next step.

He picked up a piece of hemp turf and rubbed it slowly. Rubbing hemp rope uses the toughness of hemp turf.

As long as the hemp turf is rubbed and contracted, and then the two ends of the hemp turf are pinched together, and it will automatically spiral when you pick it up, just like making a twist flower, which makes a thin hemp rope.

It didn't take long for a ten-meter-long thin hemp rope to appear in Lin Xiuwen's hand. The monks of the tribe did the same, and it was not difficult to do so, but soon a thin hemp rope appeared in their hands.

Lin Xiuwen saw that they had already learned, and asked them to practice a few more times, so he arranged for them to go to all the races in the sect clan.

He demanded that this winter, all the people in the clan who had nothing to do should participate in the hemp rope until the hemp in the cave ran out.

On the other side, Lin Xiuwen called Hua.