Demon Becoming the Lord

Brother, what do you do? "

After escaping thousands of meters, the roar of the iron armored gecko was less deafening, the knife stopped and asked Xiao Lang.

"Wait a minute, you heal the injury first, and later I will completely scrap his leg, so that I can play it anyway!"

Xiao Lang took out a pill of healing medicine and handed it to the knife. The knife was immediately placed in the fixed plate to heal the injury, while Xiao Bai, a magic monster, flew nearby to investigate the situation.

After half an hour, Xiaodao opened his eyes, and his injuries were mostly recovered. Xiao Lang probed around, and the two immediately rushed towards the direction of the iron-clad gecko like sensitive apes.

The scene is shocking, surrounded by traces of the rage of the iron-clad gecko. The blood of the big guy's legs didn't flow anymore, but it was terrifying to reveal the dense white bones, and at the moment he spit out his tongue and gasped on the ground.

"Knife, come on!"

Xiao Lang let out a deep cry, and his body was like a sharp arrow. He rushed to the side and circled around. After going behind the iron-clad gecko, the knife transformed again and rushed towards the iron-clad gecko in full force.

"boil!"

The iron-clad gecko roared and turned, but no longer paid attention to the knife, an iron whip smashed at Xiao Lang who was approaching quickly. It seems that it is very clear, and only this seemingly insignificant human can harm it.

"by!"

Xiao Lang stopped abruptly and rolled on the ground, narrowly evading the huge tail, then he burst back and did not dare to come closer. The armored gecko attacked too fast, and he was not sure that he could avoid it every time.

"boom!"

When the knife attack arrived, the iron-clad gecko had to turn around to deal with the knife. The huge tail turned into an iron whip, flashing the afterimage of the debut, and hitting the knife.

Xiao Lang's body accelerated again, rushing away, and at the same time releasing his soul, lurking underground, rushing towards the iron-clad gecko at full speed.

"Grass, now!"

The knife was not accidentally smashed out, and the iron whip swung several times and swept towards Xiao Lang. Xiao Lang gritted his teeth and controlled the soul to wrap around the injured leg, and at the same time his body rolled again with a donkey.

"Chichi!"

Cao Teng did not accidentally corrode Qian Aimin's flesh and bones of the exposed leg. The iron-clad gecko was in pain, and the skeleton of its hind legs could no longer support Long's body. Sitting on the ground with a huge body, the iron whip stopped sweeping towards Xiao Lang.

"Calling you crazy?"

Xiao Lang secretly rejoiced, he rolled under a big tree, but at the moment he was more than ten meters away from the grass and vines, and he had no chance to control the grass and vines to swallow. The phantom purple grass vine floated on the ground stupidly, motionless.

Xiao Lang got up, bent his back and rushed forward. He couldn't worry about leaving Cao Teng's soul there. If he was injured, or disappeared in a strange situation... it would be Mahler Gobi.

"Cao Teng is back!"

Approaching a distance of three meters, his mind locked on the vine, and Xiao Lang immediately controlled the vine back into his body. But his body kept rolling and jumping on the ground, avoiding the frantic and random attacks of the iron-clad gecko.

Xiao Lang escaped from the attack range of the iron-clad gecko in a thrilling manner, and his entire back was completely wet with sweat. The tail of the armored gecko attacked too fast, as long as the judgment was wrong, it would definitely be hit. It’s okay to be smashed and fly out. If it is smashed directly to the ground, I guess it will become a meatloaf...

Growing up in a small mountain and wild, numerous times of escaping from the dead, he has trained his super fighting consciousness and fighting instinct, which was perfectly reflected just now.

The two ran away again, and sneaked back after a while. Xiao Lang let the knife begin to run far away around the iron-clad gecko, while continuously throwing branches and stones. The magical beasts are also flying in the air, distracting the iron-clad gecko. He himself circled around the armored gecko, looking for opportunities to shoot throwing knives.

The thigh of the iron armored gecko was injured, it was difficult to move, the painful iron tail swept around, attacked randomly, and red light appeared in its eyes. Obviously a bit mad, and the reaction speed is much slower. In just half an hour, Xiao Lang easily used flying knives and crossbows to successfully blind the injured iron-clad gecko.

Then there is nothing to do with the two of them. They broke a leg and are blind. Just wait until tomorrow to collect the corpse!

At this time, the sky was completely dark, and the two did not return to the fourth peak for the night. They randomly searched for a big tree and placed some traps. After eating some dry food, it would be overnight.

The howling of the armored gecko did not stop all night, but the two slept peacefully on the trunk. Until dawn, the cries of the iron-clad gecko gradually became faint. It is estimated that after a whole night of tossing, the body became extremely weak and powerless to howl.

The two of them didn't go to collect the corpses immediately, they began to cultivate profound energy as usual, and then tempered their bodies. After eating breakfast, he lazily ran towards the direction of the armored gecko.

The iron-clad gecko tumbling and struggling all night, now lying on the ground dying, blood is everywhere, and the stench in the air is disgusting.

"Grass Vine Spirit, go!"

Xiao Lang dived quietly, standing very cleverly, two meters to the left of the iron-clad gecko's waist, so that his head and tail could attack him and easily escape.

The control grass vine directly attacked the head of the iron armored gecko, surrounding its huge head and began to corrode rapidly.

"Wow!"

The iron-clad gecko was in pain, its body began to roll, and its huge tail began to sweep. It's a pity that the body was severely injured, and a lot of blood and physical strength was lost, making its attack speed several times slower. Xiao Lang easily avoided, jumping around it, continuing to control the soul's corrosion.

It didn't take long for Cao Teng to corrode half of the head of the armored gecko, and the armored gecko finally died. Xiao Lang sat on the ground, waiting for the purple grass and vines to corrode, to see how long it would take.

This time it took longer to corrode and swallow, and it took a full half an hour. Looking at the huge bones of the iron-clad gecko, Xiao Lang felt a little regretful in his heart. If this purple grass vine could ignore the defense of the army, it would be great to eat it...

"what?"

Just when Xiao Lang was about to take back the soul and shatter the skeleton, his eyes suddenly widened, staring straight at the purple grass vine floating in the air.

"Here... Come here with a knife!"

Suddenly, Xiao Lang bounced and shouted at the knife in the distance.

The knife was sitting in the distance and resting boringly, but when he heard it, he ran over. He swept around and found no abnormalities. He said strangely, "Brother, what's wrong?"

"Look at this grass vine, how do I feel he is growing longer?"

Xiao Lang stared at Cao Teng in amazement, and said unsurely, wanting the knife to confirm it.

The knife stared at Cao Teng for a few times, holding his head a little embarrassedly, and said with a silly smile: "I didn't pay this attention before. I don't know if it's long?"

"If I remember correctly, it's definitely long, but it's only half a finger long at most."

Xiao Lang recalled several times again, and muttered suspiciously. The knife blinked, and said nonchalantly: "If it grows, it will grow. If it grows like this, it makes no difference, right?"

"The difference is big!"

Xiao Lang said solemnly, "Have you ever heard of whose soul can change after awakening? If this grass vine is sure to grow long, then it is very likely that I am really developed!"

"It seems to be oh, indeed, I haven't heard that the soul can change and grow up.

The knife nodded and said, but still asked in confusion, "But even if I can grow long, it's okay?"

"You do not understand!"

Xiao Lang's eyes skyrocketed, and his face was full of energy, and he explained: "If this grass vine can really grow, this shows a problem. This spirit can...grow! I can keep hunting profound beasts and let him corrupt and swallow them. If he can continue to grow, perhaps its ability to corrode and swallow can also be enhanced. If it can grow, this grass and vine will be against the sky!"