The giant umbrella occupies a radius of several miles, and below it is an uneven open space.

Beyond such a huge clearing, there are thorn bushes dozens of meters thick, with spikes vertical and horizontal, difficult for humans and beasts to approach, but somewhat small compared to the former.

However, it was this somewhat small thorn bush that not only prevented the large insects and beasts from approaching, but now, there were also signs of becoming the place where Yuan Gong was buried.

The premise is that Sorghum will kindly let go of Yuan Cheng's bones, although Yuan Cheng is drowsy, mentally untidy, and his thinking is becoming more and more chaotic at this time, he also knows that the gloomy young man in front of him is not a good person.

Therefore, he didn't pay attention to Tubo, who couldn't help tugging at the corners of his clothes, and stared at the sorghum with his eyes, as if he wanted to engrave it in the depths of his soul.

"I... I admit that I am an ant in front of you now, but I promise that you must not give me a chance, otherwise in three years, I will definitely kill you!"

Yuan Cheng roared in a voice that he could only hear, although his eyes were resentful, and his fists full of scars were slowly clenched, but a person who was about to faint to death even if he didn't need someone else to do it, was so threatening, it seemed that he had no strength at all.

Just like Yuan Cheng himself said, in terms of strength, he is really an ant at present.

Although Sorghum couldn't hear what Yuan Cheng said, he could also infer it from Yuan Cheng's mouth shape and facial expressions, and he immediately had a gloomy expression, a gloomy expression, and a murderous gaze.

In fact, if Yuan Cheng is to forgive, although Sorghum will not let Yuan Cheng go, he will also let him die quickly, but Yuan Cheng is a yellow-mouthed child, which actually makes him unable to suppress his anger many times, which he can't bear.

Now Yuan Cheng is like this, quite suspected of only wanting a quick death, but Sorghum still squeezed out a sentence from his white teeth:

"Although I know that you are trying to provoke me and stall for time, what I want to tell you is that I have changed my mind, it is too troublesome to torture you, and I want you to die now!"

As soon as the words fell, Gao Liang raised his long sword in vain and slashed at Yuan Cheng's head, his movements were so fast, his killing moves were fierce, and he brought up a fierce wind, blowing Yuan Gong's hair scattered.

Seeing the sword blade that was getting closer and closer, Yuan Cheng didn't have the slightest fear, except for the resentment towards the sorghum, there were a few sighs, his own crossing should be the most failed example.

In addition, Yuan Cheng still had a sense of relief in his heart, with his eight-year-old body, no relatives and no reason, it was indeed not so easy to move forward in a world where demons were rampant.

Cultivating immortals, for mortals, is indeed like a myth.

"Squeak!"

Suddenly, with a sharp chirp, a gray shadow suddenly flew in front of Yuan Cheng, Yuan Cheng was shocked when he saw this, he wanted to speak, and wanted to pull it away, but the numbness and soreness of his whole body made everything so difficult.

"Dirt... Wave... Fast... Run!"

When the words came to his mouth, they turned into a vague hissing sound, but the distorted expression on Yuan Cheng's little face was so obvious.

Sorghum saw Yuan Cheng so heartbreaking, and a cold smile appeared on his face, thinking that Yuan Cheng could really be as immobile as a mountain, it turned out that he would also be sad and desperate.

Seeing this, Sorghum's mind suddenly changed, and he set his eyes on Tubo, although he was very curious about Tubo's strange appearance and special skills, but when he saw him protecting an ant like this, he was immediately jealous.

Since you care so much about him, boy, let you experience the misery of the world first, and then die!

Therefore, the sorghum retracted fifty percent, and the sword turned and went straight to the earth.

Although Tubo was frightened, he didn't give an inch, because Yuan Cheng was right behind, and if he let it, Yuan Cheng couldn't move, and he would definitely die.

Therefore, Tubo suddenly opened his mouth and sucked violently, swelling his stomach, turning his whole body into a huge gray ball, which was actually the size of a watermelon.

Then, again, a piercing and trembling voice burst out.

"Ahh

The sound turned into visible ripples and swept towards the sorghum.

Although Sorghum knew that Tubo had this special attack, he didn't care, this sound wave only hindered his movement for a while, but the sword in his hand was castrated, and it slashed on the belly of the Tobo man standing and exposed, and he heard a 'poof', blood splattered, and the gray shadow rolled down into the thorn bushes.

"Tobo, cough cough, poof~"

Yuan Cheng, who felt a deep pain in his heart, under the extreme fluctuation of emotions, Yuan Cheng, who had already suffered a heavy kick in the chest, could no longer hold back the ups and downs of his chest, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his expression became more and more pale.

"Sorghum, I want you to die......"

Such a heart-rending force, but like a force, Yuan Cheng slowly raised his head and moved his hands, and then, his left hand suddenly exerted force, and his body lying on his back rolled over.

Yuan Gong climbed the thorns with both hands, allowing them to pierce his skin, pierce his flesh, and prick his nerves.

"Uhh

Yuan Cheng took advantage of this pain and roared, and slowly propped himself up, first kneeling, and then slowly getting up, until his body was straight.

A hot-blooded man would rather die standing than live on his knees!

Yuan Cheng, who stood up, had red eyes and a gray face, quite like the return of a dying person, his body was thin, light and weak, as long as the breeze blew, Yuan Cheng seemed to fall.

The fact is that Yuan Cheng stood like a gun, standing up to the sky, calmly looking at the sorghum, that unyielding indomitable will was earth-shattering!

Seeing Yuan Cheng's miserable situation, Sorghum actually struggled to stand up, and knew that the other party must hate himself to the bone, so he immediately laughed, looking extremely proud.

"Sad, right? You want to kill me, come on, I'll stand still, kill you, come on!"

He roared a few words like crazy, and when he saw that Yuan Cheng couldn't move at all, and there were blood and tears rolling out of the corners of his eyes, he suddenly lost interest, raised his sword, and said:

"Those who follow me prosper, and those who oppose me die, boy, you are to blame for not knowing the current affairs, go and die!"

As soon as the words fell, Sorghum raised his sword again, and there were still traces of blood on the blade, which were from Tubo, and now, this sword was about to be stained with Yuan Cheng's blood.

Feeling the strong wind getting closer and closer, Yuan Cheng was neither sad nor happy, and his mind was empty.

When he was alive, he worked hard, even if he failed, he would not regret it, Yuan Cheng only sighed that he started too low and had too little time to struggle.

Give me three or five years, and I won't be as depressed as I am today, and I can't even let out a roar.

The sword was getting closer and closer, and Yuan Cheng could feel the cold above, and a thick bloody aura enveloped Yuan Cheng.

Death has never been so near!

Just when the sword blade came to Yuan Cheng's neck, one more step forward would cut through Yuan Cheng's skin, and with one more breath, a small head would fly into the sky.

At the critical moment, a distant sigh swept from all directions, and at the same time, a coercion suddenly locked on the sorghum, and its movements also stopped in an instant.

"Stop it, this kid, I saved it!"

The flowers bloom at two ends, one side of each table.

Besides, the grizzly bear, following the footsteps of Yuan Gong and Sorghum, he ran wildly all the way.

But once in a while, he would stop, smell the breath on the ground, lick the blood beads on the blades of grass, and his expression became more and more excited.

But after a few more minutes, his pace began to slow down, and there was a look of uncertainty and surprise in his big eyes that glowed with fierce light.

I saw that he held his breath and listened for a few breaths, and found that there was nothing abnormal, and began to move forward tentatively again, until, outside the thorny forest.

Here, restlessly, he spun around a few times and plowed a huge pit of dirt, and the earth rolled and the roots of the grass were broken.

Whoa!

Howling three times, the grizzly bear was silent again, and by this time his hair stood on end, and his claws were outstretched, shining a faint light in the shade of the tree.

The stinking black smoke all over the body also has a tendency to boil.

But for a long time, he still didn't get the slightest abnormal feedback, and seeing blood everywhere in the thorn bushes that were close at hand, he twitched his nose, hesitated for a while, and still tentatively stepped out of the sole of his foot.

Sou!

Syllable!

Before the grizzly bear's feet hit the ground, a long brown whip suddenly stabbed out of the dirt in front of the skull, and slammed into the grizzly bear's face.

The grizzly bear was not slow to react, and at a glance it was a tree root, and the long root was covered with inverted spikes, twice as thick and long as the thorns.

Roar!

The grizzly bear's hair immediately stood on end, like a long slender needle, and he quickly withdrew the soles of his feet and sliced horizontally with his sharp iron claws.

The sound was like thunder, but the roots of the tree were unmatched, and the grizzly bear staggered, and took two steps back, only breaking a few spikes, rubbing a little bit of skin, and no more scars.

The grizzly bear was pulled back, taking two steps backwards in a row, and the soles of his hind feet were deeply inserted into the dirt before he could stop his backward form.

As a result, the grizzly bear also left the Thorn Zone.

Seeing this, the roots of the tree shrank back with a swish, and the soil did not even move, leaving no traces.

The grizzly bear roared a few times, hesitated for a long time, but still didn't dare to take half a step forward, lingered for a long time, and then reluctantly turned away.

In the trees, rosacea was still singing gracefully, his eyes were fixed on the ants that were slowly climbing up, and when they were about to reach his hands, he pinched them to death, and waited for the next one to come.

As everyone knows, death is not far away from him.

After a long time, the grizzly bear returned to this place, and when he saw rosacea on the tree, he ignored it, but rosacea actually provoked him with dead words.

Rosacea soon learns an important way to survive, don't climb trees under the chase of grizzly bears, because this thing is not weak at climbing trees.

Even if he has a fat body.

After a panicked cry, a sharp scream, the rosacea nose entered the mouth of the grizzly bear, blood dripped down the trunk of the tree, stained red, and the strong pungent smell of blood escaped in the lush forest...