Chapter 271 The younger one was beaten, and the older one came (two-in-one)

Author: Stupid Rabbit

Chapter 271 The younger one was beaten, and the older one came (two-in-one)

Perhaps Xiqu turned a deaf ear to his own persuasion, lowered his head and charged forward to continue killing the monsters who had given up the idea of ​​fighting the autumn wind and were running around, which angered the man hiding behind the sandstorm.

The next moment, a dazzling golden light suddenly appeared in the sandstorm, and then disappeared in a flash.

The next moment, he appeared in front of Xiqu.

Looking closely, what was wrapped in golden light turned out to be a small halberd of red gold color, more than three inches in size.

If you look at it in an ordinary way, a gaudy, gold-like thing like this would definitely be the favorite thing of the young master in a wealthy family, and it would be a treasure that they want to hold together when they fall asleep.

But in this situation, this little halberd represents more than just a toy.

Although it is small, the cold aura lingering on it does not seem to be ordinary.

Even Xiqu, who had always paid little attention to this world and the desolate Western Region, opened his eyes wide at this time, adjusted his body slightly and chose to use his hind legs to meet the weapon that was coming straight towards it.

Although throughout the whole body, Rhinoceros is stronger than the cow bones on its forehead and a pair of huge horns spread out like tree branches, but for all living beings, no matter what race, the forehead is a vital point, let alone this small halberd.

It seems to be filled with golden energy, and it seems to use sharpness to hurt people, but the demon is cunning, who knows what insidious things the other party hides here.

It's not a gambling monster.

There is no need to risk your own life to try your luck. It would be fine if you win, but if something unexpected happens, it will be too much of a loss.

In contrast, although the hind limbs do not have hard bones and only have fur as a layer of defense, the bloodline passed down from ancient times has rough skin and thick flesh. What's more, Xiqu is originally from the cattle tribe, and its skin and flesh are thicker than ordinary ones.

Add some thickness.

Having a small weapon inserted behind his back is not a hindrance to Xiqu, not to mention that if something goes wrong, he can discard it at will. It's just a little bit of flesh on the left and right, and he can leave it alone for more than a month.

It can also fill up the missing flesh and blood.

The next moment, a small halberd appeared.

In just a blink of an eye, the outer layer of hair was broken, and after a few breaths were blocked, the thick cowhide could not withstand the sharp golden gas and was torn apart, almost the entire halberd was not penetrated.

Xiqu's hind limbs were finally blocked by the leg bones.

The sharp sting and the spurting blood made Xiqu groan.

"Boom!"

The sharp tip of the halberd was inserted into the leg bone, and the sharp tip even left a white spot on it. The sound echoed between its hind limbs, causing Xiqu to feel weak.

And the being hidden in the sandstorm also sneered.

I don't want to listen to you at all, but I have to do something if I am forced to do so.

But now that your true and falsehood has been tested, we definitely can no longer resolve this matter as easily as before.

At any rate, he is somewhat famous in the two states of Guasha. Even looking at the entire Western Region, if he went to a cave elsewhere, he would still be a guest. How could he bear to be underestimated by this sudden intruder, let alone

Among the monsters killed by Xiqu, there are many spirits under its protection. If this matter goes unchecked, what will the spirits in the cave think of it, and how will new spirits come to seek refuge in the future?

It tried to use magic power to hook the small halberd, but it found that the barbarian bull used too much force, and the entire small halberd was stuck deep in the flesh and could not move.

The connection between himself and Xiao Ji through magic power was like a mud cow entering the sea, without any movement.

But what if I can’t take it back?

Even though the land in the Western Region is a little barren, if he can become a demon king who is galloping around, how can he not have a few handy gadgets in his hand?

As a result, there were a few more dazzling golden lights in the sandstorm.

But at this time, Xiqu's eyes were full of anger.

Hiding in a sandstorm and injuring a cow with a hidden halberd?

Okay, okay, if I don't give you some clues, you really don't know how many eyes Lord Ma has.

The next moment, Xiqu raised its front hooves and spoke softly. Suddenly a red-gold rope came loose from its front hooves, and in the blink of an eye it disappeared into the sandstorm.

Then, those dazzling golden lights in the sandstorm disappeared one after another.

At the same time, an angry roar came from the distant sandstorm, which was also mixed with the sound of weapons being swung and hitting, but it quickly subsided.

Then, not long after, Xiqu saw a strong Hu man who was tied up with ropes all over his body and was dragged to it.

Although he looks like a strong man on the outside, Xiqu can smell the strong demonic aura on the opponent without even looking at it. But what kind of monster this strong man is, Xiqu can't tell.

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After all, it has magical powers and spells that can be used on both eyes in its bloodline inheritance.

In fact, this is normal. Transformation is a trend that gradually emerged among the monsters and spirits after the establishment of Kyushu. After all, the human race at that time had already consolidated its status as the parent of the world, and imitating their appearance could bring a lot of convenience to the monsters.

Not only are there some conveniences in practice, but there is also a slight improvement in the success rate of breeding.

After all, the demon clan is no ordinary creature or animal.

When ordinary creatures acquire spiritual intelligence, they seem to transcend their original race and become a brand new independent individual. Although there is no reproductive isolation from the original ethnic group, imagine again the past, three children a year, three to five children each year

Individuals can cultivate the next generation, but it is far from enough.

It's okay to be a little monster.

If one can completely transform and even grow to the level of a demon king, then one can truly realize the heaven and earth's targeting of the breeding of extraordinary races. Decades and hundreds of years of hard work may not give birth to a single child, and every child will be born.

The fetus is just like the human race, it can only give birth to one.

Fortunately, otherworldly individuals among the human race are also in a similar situation, which makes the demon race not too jealous.

Over time, due to the many conveniences that the human form can provide, transformation has become a threshold that every demon clan must pass through in their cultivation path, and it has also become a symbol of strength.

Not to mention, after transforming, the human form also broke down a layer of barriers for them, allowing demons and humans to intermarry.

Of course, after transforming, it will be easier for predators to fill their stomachs in human cities, but this has nothing to do with the entire demon clan.

In the ancient times when Xiqu's ancestors were active, except for the human race, everyone walked around in their true form. You could tell who you were just by looking at your appearance, and you had to use magical powers to figure it out.

Even within the human race, there are many individuals who are hybrids of humans and gods and are born with different shapes. The warriors and leaders of those tribes are even more extraordinary, and are completely different from ordinary human race people.

What's more, sometimes, you don't even need to see it with your own eyes.

If you are incompetent and see those majestic and stormy places from a distance, just stay away.

Avoiding the ropes on the strong man's body, Xiqu stepped on the opponent's head with his huge feet. Ignoring the resentful eyes, he lowered his head and asked, "Who are you?"

"hehe!"

The strong man sneered.

It's not like he defeated himself with real swords or guns, he just relied on the convenience of magic weapons.

If it had been born in that rich land, if it had some chance, how could it be captured so easily today? But if it were to be like those weaklings, it would be impossible to lower its posture and beg for mercy, let alone.

Before the strong man could think about it, the force of the stamp on his head suddenly became much heavier. Thousands of kilograms of force came down on him, causing pain on his forehead.

But Xiqu sneered at this time: "Don't tell?"

"It's okay if you don't say it. When you die, you will eventually reveal your true form. You will know when the time comes. If it is a thick-skinned person, you, Grandpa Niu, will just carry it to the city and let the soldiers cut it up.

A bonfire party!”

Although the strong man had never heard of the connection between the bonfire parties, he could still understand the meaning after they separated.

Seeing that Xiqu was not joking, but was serious about it, he immediately panicked.

Although it is not a soft bone, there is no need to ruin your life just because of this little bit of rhetoric. It is not easy to practice to this point!

What's more, it sounds really unacceptable to be eaten by one's own menu.

But it wanted to speak, but Xiqu didn't want to listen.

"Please just strangle it to death!"

Xiqu is quite self-aware.

Under normal circumstances, this strong man is not an easy opponent, especially if he hides in the sandstorm without showing his aura. If there is no way to deal with it, if there are more small halberds,

, intersect with it and hinder its movement, then it will definitely lose more in the end.

After all, this poor place in the Western Region is now so desolate that even underground water veins are difficult to find, and the water vapor that could be sensed in the past has been obscured by sandstorms.

But there is no if in reality.

Although it didn't have the ability to make trouble, but before it came out, my master generously gave it his magic weapon.

He had seen the ferocity of this thing with his own eyes.

In the Western Turks where the sea of ​​​​fire spread, those evil gods who were hiding from XZ were tied up with ropes and thrown into the sea of ​​​​fire to burn themselves to death. Even when many evil gods joined forces to crusade later, this precious rope also played a huge role.

Although this strong man's secretive methods are much stronger than it, and he has magic weapons at his side, he can't compare to those beings hunted by the master.

It's a pity that you don't have a backstage!

Xiqu thought so.

The strong man who was stepped into the sand by it was already speechless at this time.
To be continued...