Coco stood on Liu Hao's shoulder, constantly showing him the way, surrounded by gloomy ironwood.

Suddenly, Liu Hao saw a meadow in front of him.

The green grass, growing in this bare ironwood forest without a single leaf, looks so out of place.

In the middle of the green meadow, it was shining with golden light.

Three small golden grasses about an inch long greet the wind, which is very conspicuous.

Coco pointed to the middle of the grass, "Look, the golden grass is there! It's still a six-grade mile, it's really lucky!"

There are as many as three, Liu Hao is happy.

He hurriedly walked over, it stands to reason that this six-grade treasure must have a guardian spirit beast, otherwise it will not be able to wait for it to mature, and it will be eaten by other small animals.

"Moo~~~~"

A loud cow cry came from the distance, and Liu Hao had a wind under his feet, and immediately flew to the center of the grass, pulled out three inches of golden grass, and carefully put it into the Tianju ring.

He looked warily at the roar of the ox, where the birds were startled and fled out into the woods.

Liu Hao was very curious, what kind of cow was it? How could its cry be so magnificent?

Liu Hao slowly approached and hid behind an iron tree.

I saw a young man with a golden spear in his hand, fighting with a black and white cow.

Under the four hooves of the black and white cows, there is a black swamp.

"Hmm, it looks like it's trapped!" Liu Hao muttered as he hid behind a tree.

Countless white bone arms poked out of the swamp, some grasping, some tearing, very terrifying.

"Moo!"

The cow trampled angrily, and the white bony arm sticking out of the ground.

"Cluck......

The white bone arm was constantly crushed, but the white bone arm continued. Break one, and stick another out of the ground.

For a moment, the cow couldn't get out of the swamp, and its body was slowly sinking.

"Kown, Kow, Kow!"

The young man with a golden spear kept attacking the black and white cows.

The bull's head kept swinging, and its long, sharp horns repelled the golden spear every time.

"Hehehehe, Brother Zhou, your marksmanship is a little rusty! The five-colored sacred cow is trapped by me, why do you always miss the stab?"

On the branch of a large tree behind the cow lay a man with long dark green hair. He was pinching his hands and manipulating the bone swamp beneath the cow's feet.

He leaned against the branch, crossed Erlang's legs, and watched the battle below.

"Hmph, if this five-colored sacred cow is so easy to deal with, will your little devil ask me to cooperate?"

It turned out that the guy on the tree was the young genius of the Heavenly Demon Sect~ Zhu Hao.

Why is this Zhu Hao called the little devil?

Because of his unique personality, he is countless times more evil than the evil demon race.

He loves the daytime because there is the sun during the day. He loved the night, because there were stars in the night. He loves the rich and he loves the poor, but whatever he finds interesting, he loves. But whatever he loves, he will protect, at least not destroy it.

And what about what he doesn't love?

He said that there is nothing in this world that he does not love, and that what he does not love is already dead, and it is all dead by his hands.

He wants to destroy with his own hands what he doesn't love, even the world.

"Hmph, we're not cooperating, we're just taking what we need. Are you people in Divine Soldier City the same as those who claim to be famous and upright, full of benevolence and morality?" Zhu Hao, who had dark green long hair, lay on a branch and smiled coldly at Erlang's legs.

The spear boy smiled bitterly, "Hehe, I'll talk to you little devil~ Zhu Hao is really boring to talk about cooperation." Then take what you need? You have the five-colored sacred cow, and I will take the golden grass. ”

It's just that what he doesn't know is that the inch golden grass has already been collected by Liu Hao.

Liu Hao, who was hiding behind the iron tree at the moment, also knew the general situation of the matter.

These two guys found an inch of golden grass guarded by a five-colored sacred cow, the little devil Zhu Hao wanted a sacred cow, and the spear boy wanted an inch of golden grass. Of course, they came together to deal with the five-colored sacred cow together.

Liu Hao looked at the leg of the five-colored sacred cow, which had been dragged into the swamp by the white bone arm, leaving only the upper part of the knee exposed.

Looking at the grieving cow and the desperate eyes, Liu Hao was a little unbearable.

I wonder what this little devil will do if he gets the five-colored sacred cow?

"Friend, hiding there, why don't you come out and see it?" The little devil Zhu Hao squinted his eyes and stared at the iron tree where Liu Hao was hiding.

was unexpectedly discovered, and the young genius of the Heavenly Demon Sect was indeed not in vain.

The spear boy looked in Liu Hao's direction vigilantly, obviously he didn't expect that there were still people hiding there.

"Hehe, I don't like to hide either. Liu Hao, who was carrying a long knife, walked out from behind the big iron tree.

The gun-wielding boy put away the gun and retreated, and then pointed the gun at Liu Hao. He stared at this uninvited guest and said angrily: "You took the golden grass?"

"Hmm!"

Liu Hao nodded, and slowly pulled out the Tianju long knife behind his back.

Liu Hao knew that it was useless to say anything now, and besides, he had the heart to rescue, that cow.

Obviously, he and the boy with the gun inevitably had to fight, because whoever stole his hard work would not be tolerated. And Liu Hao obviously has no intention of returning the golden grass to him, and drawing the knife is the best answer.

Seeing Liu Hao so arrogant, the young man with the gun said angrily: "Hmph, I don't know whether to live or die, report your name, I will never kill unknown people on Monday?"

Liu Hao was shocked when he heard this, it turned out that he was Zhou Zhou Qian! The guy who broke into the empty tower for the eldest lady, the young genius of Shenbing City~ Zhou Qian.

Liu Hao stared at the spear boy and asked, "You are Zhou Qian!"

"I know it's me, and you dare to take my golden grass!" Zhou Zhou replied proudly.

His name has always been easy to use, and many times the word "sign up" is more useful than shooting.

Liu Hao replied with a smile: "I didn't know when I took it!"

"Now that you know, you can hand over the golden grass yourself!" Zhou Zhou said threateningly.

Liu Hao said: "Inch golden grass grows naturally, and you didn't plant it, why should I give it to you!"

"Originally, you handed over an inch of golden grass, and I let you go. Zhou Qian deliberately paused, and said, "But now it seems that there is no need." ”

"Die!"

Zhou Qian stopped drinking, and the golden spear turned into a huge golden dragon and flew towards Liu Hao.

"Heaven-level martial arts!"

Liu Hao was shocked, he didn't expect that as soon as the young genius of the Divine Weapon City made a move, it would be a heaven-level martial art of the Great Waste Yuan Force.

Isn't he afraid of running out of Yuan power?

With such a powerful golden spell, Zhou Qian, who was at the peak of the fourth order, couldn't use it a few times, right?

Could it be that the rumors are true?

He is also the Heavenly Spirit Root ~ Gold, and only the Yuan Power of the Heavenly Spirit Root can withstand such a grand spell consumption. Coupled with the rich gold element here, Zhou Yiqian is already invincible.

The huge golden dragon was so dazzling that even the sun in the sky was eclipsed.

Liu Hao was startled, and hurriedly shouted in his heart: 'Jin Linggen ~ copper skin and iron bones!'

The huge golden dragon slammed into Liu Hao.

"Boom..."

Suddenly, the air trembled, and the heavens and the earth lost color.

In the dust, the little devil coughed lightly and complained: "Do you use it to make such a big move? It's nothing if people are killed? If you destroy the golden grass, then you can cry!"

"That's what happened to me, but don't worry. I use gold-based martial arts, and the gold-based treasures will not be destroyed by gold-based spells. Zhou Zhou Qian explained with a smile that Liu Hao was dead in his heart. Because in the same rank, no one can stop his heaven-level martial arts.

Zhu Hao, who had dark green long hair, said: "Okay, come over and help me suppress this five-colored sacred cow!"

On the other side, the five-colored sacred cow that did not attack on Zhou Qian had already stopped its sinking body. It looked sympathetically at the place where Liu Hao had just stood, which was full of smoke and dust, and it was impossible to see.

The five-colored sacred cow stepped on the white bone swamp under his feet and slowly walked towards the little devil Zhu Hao. It walks hard, like an ox plowing the ground.

Its angry bull eyes glared at Zhu Hao, and the cow body kept approaching him, and it wanted to make this guy who was plotting against himself pay the price.

"Hehe, we're not cooperating, we're just taking what we need!"

Zhou Qian repeated the words of the little devil just now, since the inch golden grass is in Liu Hao's hands. Then there is no need for him to help Zhu Hao resist the five-colored sacred cow again.

"The wind rises!"

Zhou Qian waved his hand and used a low-level spell, the Qingfeng Technique.

In an instant, the smoke and dust were slowly blown away.

"How is that possible?" Zhou Yiqian's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Ahem, nothing is impossible?"

The smoke and dust cleared, and he was knocked out of the big pit by Zhou Qian. Liu Hao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, coughed, and slowly got up.

"You can actually block it!" Zhou Zhou Qian asked in shock: "Who are you? Such strength should not be an unknown person!"

"Divine Arrow Mercenary ~ Liu Hao!"