One pound of meat equals one attribute point

Whether before or after the transformation, Lilith has always been a lawless character. Except for Su Heng, she is not afraid of anyone, and she does have the strength and talent to match. But the monk in front of her gave her a strange feeling that she had never experienced before, as if she was seeing his own kind in the dark deep sea.

But that doesn't mean anything good.

The violet-eyed monk was obviously smiling, but Lilith felt that her body was cold.

As Bambara slowly moved forward, Lilith showed a vigilant look on her face and stepped back. She asked coldly, "Who are you?"

"I am your compatriot, and I am here to take you home." Bambara stopped and smiled.

"Compatriot?" Lilith grinned, "You have exiled me here for hundreds of years, and now you come to take me away? I have no trust in you, and I am not willing to be with you."

"and……"

Lilith paused and said, "The smile on your face makes me sick. I can smell the malice radiating from you."

She didn't know what this person would do if he took her back, but after practicing to this point, his intuition was already quite strong, and Lilith could tell that what happened next would definitely not be a good thing.

"As expected of that one's descendant." Bambara sighed softly.

Since the deception was useless, Pambara simply took off his disguise. The smile on his face faded and he said calmly, "You are very smart and your predictions were good. Your birth was a mistake, but even if the person who created you comes, You are also in a high position, and if you can hide this news for such a long time, he obviously loves you very much.

Come back with me and your talents will be completely liberated. Isn't this what you have always dreamed of?

You will be reborn from the ashes in the genetic fluid and complete the transformation from human to god. "

"God?" Lilith sneered, "Sneaky people are worthy of being called gods. I am the daughter of the dragon. It is the most ferocious monster in the world, and I am also one of the monsters."

"Daughter? What are you talking about?"

For the first time, Bambara showed a surprised expression on his face, and his eyes widened.

Then the surprise quickly turned into anger, "What is the so-called magic dragon? All humans on this continent, their ancestors are of the bloodline created by us. They are slaves and hunting dogs that serve us, and they can be abandoned at will. Defective product. And now you actually regard such a defective product as your father?"

With deep contempt on his face, Bambara said with a sneer, "He is indeed an abandoned thing. He is indeed despicable in his bones."

Lilith also had a sneer on her face, and she did not refute Bambara's condescending curse. Not admitting it, but simply not worth wasting time with a living corpse.

She took a deep breath.

After meeting Bambara, more memories emerged from Lilith's mind.

The first time he climbed out of the training warehouse, he felt confused when he saw the sky in the blood world, the fear when he was captured by the devil, the growth in the continuous fighting, and the hatred and determination to prove himself. But after experiencing life and death, the grudges of the past seem to be unimportant. These descendants are just a group of living corpses who think they are superior, but are actually already dying, sleeping in the dreams of the past and unwilling to wake up.

When Lilith woke up from her memories, she had already tied up her long bloody hair, and two sharp blades appeared in her hands.

She wore a black outfit and leather jacket on her upper body, trousers and riding boots on her lower body, and a copper chain around her waist. The curves of the body are perfectly outlined, showing the slenderness and roundness of a woman, but also the health and wildness of a warrior.

Lilith looked at Bambara with a smile on her lips, "I have always been eager to fight with you, in the past and now. But in the past, I hoped to gain your approval in this way. But now No, you are a good prey, and I hope to give your head to my father."

"It's shameless to talk big."

Pambara stretched out his hand and pulled out a Zen staff with a shining golden ring from the void.

He didn't take Lilith seriously. Although Lilith was also a descendant, she still had human blood in her body, so she could only be counted as half. And since he has not mastered the various secrets of the Adventer, he is not a threat, and will not be stronger than the silver magic bird he encountered before.

Uh-huh!

Lilith's figure suddenly blurred and disappeared in front of Bambara.

Immediately afterwards, a sharp and piercing sound came from one side, and Bambara showed a true expression on his face. The Zen staff in his hand shook slightly, and he deflected it with a crisp "dang" sound.

But then Lilith spun around in the air, beams of light falling down, and the girl's silhouette was like a graceful painting.

Her speed suddenly increased, and the sound of the sharp blade cutting through the airflow became deeper.

Bambara's complexion changed slightly.

He quickly raised his Zen staff and blocked it to the other side.

Lilith's sword was extremely fast, but the moment it fell, it became extremely slow.

The light reflected off the sharp blade as clear as water seemed to cut through the light from a distance.

During the time when Su Heng was away in seclusion, Lilith successfully mastered the Eight-Nine Mysterious Art. The strength of her whole body was mixed with strength, like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, all pressed on the narrow blade. This blade was no more than three feet long and only three fingers wide. The thin blade looked a bit difficult to cut a watermelon, but the force generated by the collision was like a heavy hammer hitting it.

Bang!

The huge force squeezed the air and exploded thousands of straight thin lines.

The ground also sank, and the monk's face changed slightly. He felt his palms numb and his Zen stick trembled. Without moving his legs, he retreated more than ten meters on the ground. Two deep gullies were left in front of him, and the originally clean black shoes and white socks were also stained with sticky soil.

Panbala suddenly felt a tingling pain in his neck. He reached out and wiped it, and bright red blood was wrapped around his fingertips.

His face looked a little ugly. If he hadn't subconsciously raised his head to dodge the blow just now, his head would have fallen to the ground. Although for the descenders, this level of injury is far from fatal. But being beaten to this extent by a junior whom he looked down upon is a bit too embarrassing.

In front of Panbala.

Lilith's long hair spread out in the whistling wind, and her whole body was bathed in a layer of black flames.

With long legs and thin waist, coupled with sharp facial features, she looked like a walking god of death. At this time, she became more and more courageous and devoted herself to the battle in front of her. Her blood-red pupils were cold and had no human emotions.     "I admit that I made a mistake before and underestimated you a little, but this will not happen again next time."

Swish!

Panbala moved his shoulders.

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then he untied the belt around his waist.

With a casual wave of his hand, the robe on his body floated in the wind like a dark cloud. Then he took a deep breath, and the muscles all over his body expanded rapidly, bulging the white lining inside, and even further tearing it apart.

On Panbala's face, chest, and body, dense prayers were tattooed with golden paint. These ancient words were all lit up, shining with sacred luster. Behind him, in the desolate void, there was a faint sound of chanting, and a vast breath radiated outward. At this time, Panbala was bathed in golden light, and from a distance he looked like a god or Buddha descending to the world, with great power in his hands and feet.

"Hum!"

He punched forward steadily, seemingly slow but actually fast.

The moment Panbala made a move, Lilith had already sensed the danger.

His figure was like lightning, shuttling through the endless wilderness, trying to avoid it from a distance. The wind blew past her ears, but when she was in a trance, she saw that she was also in front of Panbala. The latter had a mocking look on his face, like the Buddha looking at the Monkey King in his palm. A loud sound like a huge bell, golden ripples opened up layer by layer, twisting the void, and rushing over.

Lilith had no time to dodge, and her body flew back lightly, like a kite with a broken string, and fell heavily to the ground after a distance of several hundred meters.

After practicing the Eight-Nine Mysterious Arts, Lilith's skin and flesh were thick.

The injuries on her body were not a big deal, but for some reason, Lilith felt that her limbs were bound by layers of spider webs, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't move at all. Lilith struggled and tried twice, but found that it still didn't work, so she simply lay on her back and chose to give up. This is Su Heng's territory. The commotion just now was not small, but Lilith was not worried about any accidents.

Swish!

The long sleeves fluttered, and a red shadow appeared beside Lilith.

With long black hair like clouds and waterfalls and a cold and indifferent face, Li Hongxiu appeared beside Lilith, and her white palm gently pushed forward.

In an instant, the world turned upside down, and the whole world seemed to have turned into a huge millstone, crushing the monk in front of him. However, Panbala seemed to have seen many similar methods and had experience. At this time, he calmly said, "Eliminate the six subtle troubles of the three realms and cultivate the mind..." Then he shook his shoulders and broke free from the restraints.

Then he stepped forward a little, and a golden light appeared.

Li Hongxiu was originally just a shadow, but at this time he staggered and showed an uncomfortable expression on his face.

Knowing that he was not the opponent of the figure in front of him, Li Hongxiu could only sigh helplessly and whispered, "Master, I have to trouble you to take action next."

Swish!

As Li Hongxiu's voice fell.

A narrow crack opened up from behind her, Panbala stopped, and the calm expression on his face gradually turned into solemnity. The whistling wind kept ringing, and the sound of rustling came, like thousands of huge earthworms crawling on the ground. A thick layer of fungal blanket quickly spread and covered the area. With a sigh, the mist dissipated, and a burly figure like an iron tower walked out of the crack.

The man had messy hair, was over ten feet tall, two meters wide at the shoulders, had bronze skin, and an indifferent expression on his face. He wore a soft black robe on his upper body. There was no lining inside, and his angular muscles like rocks were exposed. His lower body was white trousers, and a copper-headed leather belt was tied around his waist.

"Su Heng, the Demonic Dragon of the Northern Frontier?"

Panbola looked at Su Heng, looked him up and down, and then said with a smile, "I have heard of your name, which can be said to be well-known, but this is the first time we have met in the true sense."

As a famous warrior, Su Heng has killed several powerful destroyers and even the King Bug. His fighting ability is terrifying. But the figure in front of him always gives Panbala a strange feeling. Although the sense of oppression emanating from him is still very strong, it seems to be a little short of the level in the rumors.

Panbala thought about it and thought that it was probably those mortal ants who spread rumors.

Thinking of this.

He was relieved immediately.

He even felt a little regretful.

Panbala showed a hypocritical smile on his face and said in a pretentious tone, "Do you know that the frogs at the bottom of the well are actually very happy, because in their world there is only calm water and bright moonlight in the sky. But once they jump from the bottom of the well to the top, they see the vast sky and the magnificent world, realize their own insignificance, and then they will face pain."

"You are now this frog, and you have come into contact with something you shouldn't have come into contact with." Panbala raised one hand and advised, "There is nothing wrong with retreating from now on. It's not bad to be an ignorant king in this wild land. Don't forcibly intervene in things you shouldn't intervene in, otherwise, death can't bring you relief."

"Hmm ha ha ha!"

Panbala responded with a series of smiles from the bottom of his heart.

Su Heng was forcibly pulled up from his deep sleep by Li Hongxiu, and he was still a little grumpy when he got up.

As a result, when he opened his eyes and saw such a funny performance, he couldn't hold back the smile from the bottom of his heart, and the little anger also disappeared.

"It's rare for a clown like you to perform in front of me. In this case, I'll break your limbs and turn you into a human pig. I'll see if you can still speak the same words in front of me." Although it was just one of his clones, Su Heng was still very confident that he could get rid of this clown.

Being scolded by the slave in his eyes, Panbala was furious.

"Since you want to die so much, I'll fulfill your wish." The golden light on Panbala's body had not dissipated. At this time, his voice was low and his appearance was solemn. He punched forward again. The void twisted and the golden ripples swept across. It was just that Su Heng's speed was much faster than Lilith's. At this time, his figure flashed and he dodged it in an instant.

Panbala was panicked. Su Heng was not only fast, but also couldn't feel his breath. His pupils trembled slightly, and he looked around. Before he could figure out what was going on, he felt a sharp pain. Blood was like a rainbow, spilling all over the sky. Just a moment ago, one of his arms was torn off.

Swish!

Su Heng's figure turned from virtual to real, and appeared in front of Panbala.

"The first one." With a calm expression on his face, Su Heng shook the arm torn off from Panbala as if to show off, and then opened his big mouth full of fangs and bit it directly in the twisted and angry expression of the other party. Blood flowed from the corner of Su Heng's mouth, but the broken arm was thrown away. Su Heng spat on it with disdain on his face, "A piece of stinky meat, it's really garbage!"

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