Longevity grass that escaped from the First Emperor's Mausoleum

Chapter 67 Kill You Ten Thousand Times!

"A dead willow tree dares to come out and kill you a hundred thousand times today!"

Yishen Bat King flapped his wings and soared into the sky, and the dark sun behind his head slowly spun, with killing intent soaring into the sky.

But suddenly.

The willow tree that saved the little milk tiger fell silent for no reason.

It landed slowly on the hillside without any intention of doing anything.

A faint sadness echoed on the top of the mountain.

Let all the flowers and plants bend their grass poles and share their sorrow.

Willows left behind from ancient times, seeing things and thinking about people, fell into memories.

He seems to be trying to find his own memory, looking for the joy and sorrow of endless years ago, as well as those brothers who fought side by side in life and death.

Everyone, how are you?

His reaction stunned Yishen Bat King for a moment.

Then he let out a sharp laugh, looked at Yi Liu sarcastically, and said disdainfully:
"You, that's it?"

but.

His voice just fell.

Bat King Yishen saw the old mammoth beside him trembling.

The pupils contracted, and the face was full of fear, as if a god of death was sitting on top of his head.

"I didn't let you do it, what are you afraid of?"

Bat King Yishen scolded dissatisfiedly, and couldn't help cursing sternly: "You mammoth race is really getting weaker and weaker. You bully the small with the big, and you can't take down a small hill, waste! Sooner or later, you will be wiped out by other races! "

The Bat King cursed here, but the old mammoth seemed to have never heard of it.

Because, he saw the most terrifying scene in tens of thousands of years.

The black smoke surrounding Yishen Bat King was like a ghostly mist, which was scary enough.

But compared to the magic mist above the man's head, it was just a wisp of smoke, compared to the terrifying mist from the endless hell.

Yi God Bat King turned his back to the man and didn't see it.

However, the old mammoth saw with his own eyes that the old hedgehog, who had already run out for dozens of breaths, controlled the monster wind, and his speed was unparalleled in the world.

But that person only flashed, as if teleporting, and also seemed to penetrate the void.

It flickered and disappeared out of thin air.

Flashing again, it appeared out of thin air again, with... the head of the old hedgehog in his hand.

This vicissitudes old hedgehog face still maintains the posture of flying against the wind. When the face is blown by the strong wind, the skin trembles and the eyes narrow slightly.

But as if he didn't realize it, his head had already moved!
As a creature in the realm of making tools, the old mammoth is confident that his naked eyes can capture all moving things.

No matter how fast the opponent is, he can react to it.

Even with the ability of Yishen Bat King, ghosts and phantoms, he can catch the traces by himself, so that he will not be killed in seconds.

But now, the old mammoth's self-confidence disappeared.

The human being that emerged from the Tianchi Lake had an impeccably perfect face.

Strength can also be called magic.

It doesn't look like the creatures that should appear in the world at all.

With that agility.

Kill yourself like slaughtering chickens and dogs!
Picking off the head is like searching for something!
Seeing that Yishen Bat King was still clamoring, immersed in his own world, and seeing that Liu Shu stopped making moves, he became even more unscrupulous.

The old mammoth couldn't help but look at him with pity.

"This moody guy will die a miserable death today!"

The thought flashed through the old mammoth's mind.

then.

He knelt down with a plop and landed on all fours, expressing his surrender!

In an instant, Yishen Bat King froze.

For some reason, he suddenly felt a cold rush to his forehead, making his back covered with dense beads of sweat.

But he has traversed the mountains for 8 years, killed countless opponents, and forged an immortal reputation. He has already tempered his mind like steel.

"Even if the gods descend to earth, I will kill you ten thousand times!"

There was a fierce light in Yishen Bat King's eyes, and a domineering aura gushed out, like a demon.

"Om..."

The terrible sound wave exploded on the top of the mountain again, as if it was going to collapse the Shuitong Mountain.

"The cub of the ancient blood, I want it."

He grabbed the little milk tiger again.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a big hand as white as jade came down from the sky.

Before Yishen Bat King could react, he flew out of Shuitong Mountain, his bones cracked, his blood vessels exploded, and blood stained his whole body in an instant.

"My family of Shuitong Mountain has never caused troubles, but I am not so weak that anyone can come and play wild, hurt my partner, and destroy your entire clan!"

A sound like a bell exploded between heaven and earth.

The flying Yishenbat King suddenly felt his vision darken, as if he was covered by a cloud.

He looked up subconsciously.

The entire sky has become pitch black, shrouded in a monstrous fog of magic, the dark clouds are rolling, and the demonic energy is thick, as if it is going to destroy the world!
And in the boundless magic mist, a magnificent figure stood quietly above the sky, with nine halos around his head, shining in all directions, brighter than the moon, like a god.

This kind of power and atmosphere, let alone the outside world, even in the endless mountains, Yishen Bat King has never seen it.

What made him tremble the most was.

In this figure's hand, he was holding the head of the old hedgehog.

He clearly remembered that the hedgehog had already left...

"Boom!"

The Yishen Bat King flew out for tens of miles, directly embedded in the mountain, and was almost smashed into a pulp by a palm.

When he crawled out, the right hand holding the little milk tiger had disappeared.

He was stained with a wisp of magic fog!
The fog was swimming like a living dragon, roaring ferociously, and ate his right hand in the blink of an eye.

And, quickly swam towards his arm.

In just a few moments, Yishen Bat King, who is at the pinnacle of making tools, will be completely turned into ashes and swallowed by the magic mist.

"puff!"

This guy was extremely decisive, he groaned in pain, and directly pulled his entire right arm off, blood and flesh flew everywhere.

Then, he spread his wings and flew, and launched the extreme speed, trying to escape from Shuitong Mountain.

"Did I let you go?"

Above the sky, the grass seedlings that merged into the incarnation of the remnants were terrifyingly indifferent.

"puff!"

Yishen Bat King's wings exploded, blood mist filled the sky, and he fell directly to the ground.

Facing the incarnation of the remnant wood in the realm of refining gods, he can only be tortured and killed.

"Like to kill ten thousand times? Then I will let you taste it today!"

Qin Changge was expressionless, and a ray of sweet fragrance overflowed, allowing Yishen Bat King to regenerate his flesh and blood, and his wings quickly grew out.

"puff!"

Then explode!

"puff!"

"puff……"

"what……"

Shocking screams echoed in the forest.

Yishen Bat King's limbs and chest were shattered all over his body, and he was quickly healed.

Killing [-] times, he was just talking, people cannot be resurrected after death, and it is not so easy to heal the disabled.

But now, he really got a taste of it.

finally.

Xiao Cao Miao didn't want to waste time on him, so she punched this hateful bat directly into a pulp.

In a flash, he came to the old mammoth and asked coldly:

"Where is the Black Panther King?"

Looking at the top of the mountain, if there is no trace of the Black Panther King, something must have happened.

"In...a life-threatening domain thousands of miles away."

The old mammoth answered tremblingly, his eyes full of pleading.

But in the next moment, his head rolled down.

"If you hurt my little friend, you must kill him!"

(End of this chapter)