Xiao Tmall showed his strongest posture, but he couldn't break through Baqi's defense. The gap in strength was a bit big.
"Xiaotian, if you really can't do it, just come back. Her depth seems to be beyond your ability to measure."
Hearing Cai Gen's words, Xiao Tmall was very decisive, without any hesitation, and returned to Cai Gen's side in a few flashes.
Baqi felt confident and seemed to be deep in thought. He also seemed very busy and did not pursue him.
"Master, her current state is a bit strange."
Well, if you don't describe your enemy as powerful, how will it show your incompetence?
Cai Gen cooperated with the expression of surprise.
"Ah? Xiaotian, tell me quickly, what's weird about her? Is it really weird?"
Xiao Timao wiped away the nosebleed and continued to analyze it very carefully.
"No, it's just that I'm big, it's nothing special, and my fangs didn't grow in vain."
Cai Gen continued his previous attitude.
"Ah? Xiaotian, aren't your fangs long in vain?"
Xiao Tmall didn't seem to hear Cai Gen's sarcasm, and raised his head.
"Of course it doesn't grow in vain.
I remember that when I was hanging around in heaven, Monkey Sun was so indestructible that I was bitten and rolled all over the floor.
It’s not that I feel pity for him, I will definitely bite him until the end of the world.
Besides, I’m not wearing this black flame just to look good.”
"Ah? Xiaotian, besides looking good, does this black flame of yours have any other uses?"
"Of course not. What I have on my body is the extension of the inner fire, and I am possessed by the fire spirit. It is comparable to the eight flames of hell below. Who can get close to me?"
Finally, Cai Gen was no longer too lazy to defend his self-esteem. Pretending to excite himself had no practical meaning, and commercial flattery was even more boring.
I looked at the intact Baqi over there, and then looked at Xiao Tmall who was bragging about it. Why is this guy so thick-skinned?
"Xiaotian, it's very bad of you to do this. As long as you hurt someone even a little bit, I can believe what you say.
As a result, even if I say I believe you, do you believe it yourself?"
Xiao Tianmao directly ignored Cai Gen's taunting, as if he was talking about others, it had nothing to do with him, he was so strong in his heart.
"Master, so, why do I say that Baqi is weird?
In this human world with the same thin spiritual energy, she can't be that much better than me if she is just hanging around here.
Moreover, I felt a huge amount of death energy filling her whole body. It must be those ancestral souls supporting her body, so the defense power
Master, what are you going to do? Why are you riding me?"
Cai Gen turned over and mounted Xiao Tmall, brandishing the butcher knife.
"Come on, Butcher's Blade is dissatisfied with her defense."
Although being ridden by Cai Gen made Xiao Tmall feel a lot more secure.
But who gave Cai Gen the confidence to break through Baqi's defense?
Is his butcher knife sharper than my fangs?
Xiao Tianmao complained in his heart, never daring to say anything to dampen Cai Gen's enthusiasm, because he also knew that Cai Gen rarely had the courage to face the enemy head-on. In the past, he had no choice but to bite the bullet.
Being so proactive today definitely deserves encouragement, regardless of success or failure.
Using all his strength, he carried Cai Gen, who had transformed into Nunu's form, and rushed towards Baqi.
At first, Xiao Tianmao was heading towards the seven snake heads, thinking that it would be face to face with the enemy.
Only halfway through the swim, Xiao Timao had an extra thought. If he wanted to experience the defensive power, it would be the same as cutting off the snake's tail. At least the error tolerance would be higher.
At this time, Baqi was also in a state of panic. His masters did not take Cai Gen into consideration at all, and they only wanted Baqi to go out and challenge the punishment of heaven.
What happened to the broken heads?
What will happen even if the head is completely broken?
The worst case scenario is that the brothers will be killed by heaven's punishment?
It's better than suffocating in this Taiqing ditch, right?
Besides, the sacrifice was not in vain. Only after consuming the heavenly punishment can the tribesmen below come out to act like monsters and take out their anger on the stinky cook.
"Xiao Liu, rush forward, hurry up, we will fight the punishment from heaven."
Baqi felt the surging power of the masters in his body and the endless anger. He really wanted to go out and die.
Yes, if you go out, you will definitely die a quick death. The missing head is the best proof. The owner cannot protect himself.
But after death, what’s the point of lingering for a few years, eking out an ignoble existence, and surviving?
Was he just waiting for death?
Although the wishes of the masters are the highest instructions, are you still a little unwilling in your heart?
"Masters, please be patient and there will be a solution. Give me some time."
"No, the most important thing we lack is time, but we don't want to wait any longer."
As he said that, Baqi's body was about to hit the ice involuntarily, and the hard steel on the front was punished that day.
Baqi, who was rising involuntarily, suddenly saw Cai Gen swimming over and had an idea.
"Masters, I have a way to limit the punishment from heaven without sacrifice."
This sentence still has a certain effect. After staying in Taiqinggou for so long, no one sacrificed for this moment, because they still have greater grievances that need to be vented.
"What can I do?"
"Don't ink!"
"What a mess!"
"Be direct"
"This kid is on the same side as Heavenly Punishment. If he is sent down at this moment, he must be an important person. As long as we catch him and threaten Heavenly Punishment, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds?"
The irritable ancestral soul seems to be very direct in thinking, and it is more likely that he has no patience to use his thinking.
"Catch him, catch him quickly, he's already at your door."
Baqi controlled the huge snake's tail and whipped it towards Cai Gen, who was swimming towards him. It was like a fly swatter swatting away a fly. It was sharp, dangerous and could not be hidden.
Cai Gen didn't want to hide. He watched the huge snake's tail drawing toward him, clamped his legs around Xiao Tmall, and raised the butcher's knife with both hands.
"Butcher's knife, it's your turn to show your face. Don't tell me that you can only chop calves."
After saying this, Cai Gen felt more confident. Spring Hoof, which was invulnerable and had high defense, could be a deterrent even with a butcher's knife, let alone a mutated snake?
When it comes to mutant snakes, Cai Gen is full of complaints.
Why seven heads?
Isn’t it said that the number nine is the highest?
Nine-tailed fox, nine-headed lion, nine-eyed dzi bead
No, Dzi beads don’t count, they count as decorations.
So why does Baqi have seven heads?
Even if he has eight heads, is he worthy of being called Baqi?
He was so curious that Cai Gen's obsessive-compulsive disorder broke out without warning.
"Baqi, why do you have seven snake heads?
Where are the other two?"
The snake's tail that was about to hit Cai Gen suddenly stopped because Cai Gen stung Baqi deeply, forcing her to bring back memories of the past and her full desire to talk.
He has sacrificed so much for the Gonggong clan and no one knows about it, which really makes Baqi very depressed.
At this time, Cai Gen suddenly started talking, and Baqi felt that the opportunity was indeed rare, and he should let his masters understand how much grievances he had suffered over the years.
This chapter has been completed!