The six-winged golden fly is ten zhang long, it can be called a prehistoric giant beast, the six wings are unparalleled, the wingspan is thirteen or fourteen zhang, the golden crack stone is divided in the vibration, it flies past the bull demon, one side of the wings swept the flank of the bull demon, and suddenly there is a blood mark more than five zhang long, and the black and red demon blood spring is gurgling out.

The bull demon was hit hard by this, and he let out a cry of pain, and the five-zhang long oxtail swept and hit the six-winged golden fly that flew by......

The golden fly is fast, but its strength is not as good as that of the bull demon, and it was suddenly swept out by the oxtail, and with a snap, it hit a hill, and was immediately slightly injured, two wings were broken, and turquoise blood flowed out of the waist and abdomen......

Bo Fei rolled in the air for dozens of weeks, hit the ground with a bang, and fell a dog to bite, fortunately he was not hit by the oxtail, just the pain in the muscles and bones, and found that he was fine, he hurriedly ran to the golden fly that was about to fly, this thing is his right-hand man, ordinary demon beasts are not opponents, but now he was injured by the bull demon, which suddenly made him feel distressed......

Bo Fei hurriedly took out the hemostatic medicine from the sac and sprinkled it on the wound of the six-winged golden fly to help it heal, the six-winged golden fly flapped its wings and made a buzzing sound, as if bidding farewell to Bo Fei, and then flapped its wings like lightning and flew towards the bull demon again.

The giant bear incarnated by Ji Wenming caught the opportunity at this moment, grabbed the horns of the cow with a giant palm, and was competing with it, and the other giant palm kept smashing on the cow's head, and the smashed bull demon was dizzy, his eyes were full of gold stars, and he kept mooing and screaming, and the ground continued to crack under the vigorous ramming of Xi Wenming, and after sinking nine feet, there was a spring water gushing out, and it was bright red stained by the blood of the cow.

The six-winged golden fly was also hit with fire, and it aimed at the cow testicles raised high by the bull demon is a killer blow, although there are only four wings left, but under the violent vibration, the wings are like knives, sliding from the back of the cow, and a lump of swarthy beef falls to the ground with a clatter, leaving only a trace of skin and flesh connected, I am afraid that it will be completely useless.

The bull demon wailed, the pain of losing the pouch of the offspring was overflowing, the hind legs suddenly exerted force, the ground cracked again, the flood gushed like a spring, and rose to the sky, and the bull demon took the opportunity to burrow into the ground......

Ji Wenming only felt that his hand was loosened, and with a click, the horns of the cow broke, and the bull demon finally got out of control, plunged into the dirt, and the water was gushing out.

Looking at the exposed half of the cow's buttocks, as well as the chrysanthemums tightly clamped together, Ji Wenming had an idea, picked up the horns and stabbed them, and the horns were only three feet away, and the rest were all pierced into the body.

The bull demon screamed in pain again, for the first time in his life he tasted the taste of his horns, for a while his stomach cramped, his heart and liver were in severe pain, it seemed that all of them were pierced by the horns, he lost most of his brute strength, and he lay on the ground and convulsed, as his body twitched, the ground continued to crack, and it gathered into a magnificent lake in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the struggling Bull Demon Wang Ping, Ji Wenming recovered his giant spirit form, grabbed his two hind legs, struggled to pull him out of the deep pool, and fell to the ground with a snap, shaking up the yellow sand.

Bull Demon Wang Ping went to half his life at this moment, the key point was attacked, and he was no longer able to fight, lying on the ground in humiliation, the back half of his body was bleeding like an infusion, and he was pooled into the lake and slaughtered.

Ji Wenming's body was also picked by the horns of the cow and opened several wounds, dripping with blood, but he secretly lucked Xuangong, the flesh and skin muscles grew rapidly, and after a while, he returned to his original appearance.

Ji Wenming roared in the sky, and the sound shook all over the wilderness, and countless soldiers of the Niu Barbarian Clan were once again fainted by the dragon and tiger roar......

Houji's mana consumed most of it, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief at this moment, he drove the mana, put away several mysterious seeds buried in the soil, pulled the big bed, and flew to the first battlefield with Niu Jinlan in the air, and picked up the lame Bo Fei with his hand, and laughed loudly: "Hahaha, the little brother is really powerful, and he actually surrendered this monster alone!"

Niu Jinlan didn't expect a battle, these three young people actually won easily with one enemy and one hundred, and couldn't help but look at their nephew a few times, bitterness and joy were mixed in their hearts, and tears fell like rain.

Seeing that the great revenge was avenged, Bo Fei's eyelids were dry, and Mu Ne said: "If I hadn't seen this change in him with my own eyes, I really thought that there was another big demon in heaven and earth! It's a pity that there is no bear barbarian here, otherwise the virtuous brother must also be the lord of the clan!"

This battle was the first time that Ji Wenming did his best, and the fight was extremely enjoyable, he laughed wildly and said, "Two big brothers, why don't we accompany the meal with beef today and drink the blood of the ox?"

The Bull Demon King Ping is conceited and has the power to split the heavens and the earth, and now he is dying of being beaten, and his sanity has also recovered a little, and his whole body trembled more violently when he heard the words, and then he put away the supernatural power of the Ten Thousand Beasts Incarnation Sutra, and his body gradually shrank, and he became a big man again, lying on the ground without an inch, trembling......

If it weren't for the long horns among the chrysanthemums, I wouldn't even imagine that he was the iron-backed golden-horned giant bull just now......

Of course, after all, this horn is a magic weapon that he naturally grows, and it is gradually shrinking in its original state in the mana collection at this moment, otherwise this horn will be as long as his height, and if he is inserted by it, wouldn't he die tragically on the spot?

Ji Wenming retrieved the fat-stealing giant axe, weighed it in his hand, and circled around the Bull Demon King, thinking about where to go under the knife and end this guy's dog life.

Bo Fei suddenly spoke: "Brother Xian, can you give me the opportunity to slaughter cattle!"

Ji Wenming pulled out the five-foot horn to make the blood of the bull demon flow more lushly, and said: "Why not, but I think you don't have a sharp weapon to kill, big brother, it is better to end this little life with this horn!"

Bo Fei limped closer, picked up the horns of the bull, pressed the tip against the head of the bull demon Wang Ping, and gritted his teeth and said: "I didn't expect you to have today, I want to avenge the bull barbarian royal family!"

When he was stabbing down hard, suddenly the wind and snow on Mount Kailash were blowing, and the palm-sized snowflakes were wrapped in the cold wind, and a white shadow was in the air step by step in the wind and snow, and came to the front and said: "Amitabha, a few donors are auspicious, can you allow the little monk to say a word?"

Ji Wenming guarded Bo Fei's side, holding the bull's head with one hand, while looking at the wind and snow vigilantly, at this moment, the long-lost Heavenly Turtle Peeping Technique kept flashing, prompting the risk to come......

Bo Fei didn't know who came here, and he actually drove the changes in the wind and snow and the sky, and couldn't help but stop, but the tip of the horn was still nailed to the forehead of the bull demon Wang Ping.

In an instant, the wind stopped and the snow stopped, and a bald man in a moon-white cloth robe appeared in front of everyone......

This person is less than six feet tall, short enough, with half an arm** outside, a string of prayer beads hanging on his chest, and the top of his head is bare, revealing a bit of weirdness.

Ji Wenming opened his mouth and said, "Who are you, what do you want to do?"

The man raised one hand, held it in front of his chest, bent down and saluted: "Little monk Mani, I am here to make a relationship with a few donors!"

Bo Pengqi said: "What is the fate?"

Mani said with a smile on his face: "Resolving the evil fate is the root of goodness! There are too many grudges in the world, when is the time to repay the wrongs? It is better to forgive and forgive others, and end it here?"