After suffering the loss for the first time, the turtle immediately put his eyes back into his sockets and flicked his tail at the same time——
It shook its head violently and bit off the snail toad's hind legs!
Both giant beasts were injured. One had no eyes and the other had no left leg. It was hard to say which one was more seriously injured. The turtle did not dare to stay, and the next second it burrowed into the ground again.
The snail toad followed suit and disappeared in the blink of an eye. It had to keep an eye on the turtle to prevent it from attacking its master.
Dong Rui had already taken off his backpack, held it with one hand, and muttered something.
He still has a few demon puppets, but against an opponent of Cao Wendao's caliber, they only increase the battle loss rate and are of little use.
If you want to open it, you have to open it big.
But there was no movement at all from the backpack.
"I will provide you with good food and drink, and I will give you Xuanjing. At least half of the money I got from He will be spent on you. I love you more than my own father!" Dong Rui gritted his teeth secretly, "Let you come out.
Why can't you work for me?"
This proud little baby should have been born a long time ago. There was still movement this morning, but at this critical moment, there is no news?
A woman is already pregnant for ten months, but the baby has been rebuilt for several years. Why is it still unwilling to come out, because it is so cramped inside?
Alas, why can't this prodigal thing be as sensible as a ghost ape, and why can't he be as obedient as a bat puppet!
"I saw you." Cao Wendao stared at the direction where the bat demon puppet disappeared, smiled gloomily, and threw a round pine cone.
Before the pine tower even touched the ground, five or six demon puppets jumped out of it. They were only the size of mice when they first appeared. However, they were good at facing the wind, and all of them had strange shapes and ferocious appearances.
At first glance, he is not a good person.
As soon as they appeared, they rushed into the dark forest without looking back.
In the blink of an eye, wild beast-like roars and screams were heard in the jungle, as well as the sound of trees and grass breaking.
The fight was quite fierce.
When throwing the pine tower out, Cao Wendao also took out a small statue, put it in his sleeve, and pricked his finger quietly.
Blood dripped on the statue drop by drop, but it was absorbed in the blink of an eye.
On the surface, he said: "The remains of gods often appear in the Shining Gold Plains, which is really a treasure place for us demon puppet masters. In ancient times, a young god died in the Howling Forest. Centered on his landing point, all living things within a three-mile radius
It’s extinct, not a single inch of grass grows, it’s like a desert!”
Dong Rui's heart moved when he heard this.
Of course he knew that even the life essence of a young god was not something ordinary creatures could bear.
This is like agricultural fertilizer that can promote crop growth, but if you add thousands of times more agricultural fertilizer, the crops will only be burned alive and die!
A great supplement is a great poison.
Therefore, in the place where the gods fell, all living things, including animals, plants, and bacteria, perished, and even ordinary monsters could not bear it.
The divine blood refined by Dong Rui, when the ghost ape only dropped a few drops on the ground, caused the extreme mutation of the seventy-year-old cicada.
The seventy-year cicada's growth cycle is inherently slow. It can be slowed down by rapid iteration and neutralize the effect of the divine blood, but how can ordinary animals, plants and monsters have this ability?
Lands where gods have fallen often turn into barren land, desolate deserts and deserts. This can only be eradicated by the power of time. Only after a few years have the influence of the gods disappeared will the vegetation grow again and animals return.
However, Dong Rui made his home in the Howling Forest, but he had never seen any desert land. The forest there was extremely dense.
"Fifteen years ago, the living creatures Xuanlu Ghost King found there allowed me to make the most satisfying demon puppet so far." Cao Wendao's smile became more and more sinister at night, "Don't you want to see my master demon puppet?
Why don't you guess which one it is?"
A living creature recovered from the land where the gods fell? Dong Rui couldn't guess.
Since it is a barren land, with basically no life left, what else can be alive and kicking?
Is it a wood demon?
King Yao's Yuquan Palace is freezing, so isn't there an old pear tree that can grow? The vitality of the wood demon is far greater than that of ordinary monsters. Maybe it can withstand the influence of the divine blood after decay?
"You idiots like you are about to be killed, and you are still talking nonsense?" Dong Rui chuckled, "You will be next."
The number of demon puppets released by Cao Wendao is indeed decreasing rapidly.
The Bat Demon Puppet has more than one attack form. Its complete body is one foot long, with a long neck and square jaws, interlocking canine teeth in its mouth, and the edges of its wings are as sharp as guillotines. It has just guillotined a demon puppet in the form of a wild boar, and its head has been removed. Dong
Rui named its bat wings "chiropterans", which means that it uses its wings as flexibly as human hands.
Its tail is even in the shape of a trident. It serves as a rudder when flying. When fighting, it sweeps across and intercepts and breaks several trees.
However, after it killed the wild boar demon puppet, it did not take advantage of the victory and pursue it. Instead, it swept diagonally and rushed into the battlefield between the ghost ape and the green python!
The ghost ape had already gained the upper hand, but he was worried about the sharp blades all over the green python's body and really didn't want to be entangled by it anymore. The blade of this thing was poisonous and had a layer of quenched green on it, so it could see it clearly.
The Bat Demon Puppet arrived and struck the green python with a sharp wing strike, causing sand and rocks to fly.
As soon as the green python dodged, the bat demon puppet took out a pair of claws and grabbed its shoulders.
Just as the python was about to wrap it up with its tail, the ghost monkey grabbed the tip of its tail and yanked hard!
The green python swung its hand sickle at the bat demon puppet but failed.
Two against one, the fight between monsters and puppets does not involve martial ethics.
The ghost monkey took advantage of the situation and struck the iron, grabbing it and smashing it against the ground, causing the mountain to shake.
The ground was smashed into deep pits, and the green python made repeated cracks, the sound of its joints being shattered.
The strength of the ghost ape is truly astonishing.
Taking advantage of the fact that the green python was dizzy and slow to react, it calmly held down the green python's head, twisted it hard, and pulled it out——
The green python's head was pulled off alive by it!
The strong snake's body twisted a few times, stopped moving, and lay slumped on the ground like rags.
The ghost ape picked it up a few times with a stick. Remembering that Cao Cao could still fake corpses just now, he was very worried, so he grabbed the purple gold stick and smashed it until it was bloody and bloody. He refused to stop until Dong Rui ordered to stop.
After defeating the most difficult green python, it was free to help the bat demon take care of the remaining enemies.
Bat demon puppets are best suited for aerial combat. If you want to deal with these big and round demon puppets released by Cao Wendao, you must have a professional counterpart with ghost monkeys.
Cao Wendao looked at the six directions and had to admit in his heart that Wei Yishan's coordination of these demon puppets was indeed excellent. The techniques were simple and not showy, but very practical. In particular, the bat demon puppets had secondary transformations, which were based on distortion.
If the distortion is triggered again, not only will the chance of failure be extremely high, but the possibility of the monster going crazy and collapsing is at least 90%.
No wonder there are so few works with the surname Wei, because he likes to play like this.
madman.
Cao Wendao, who is also a leader in demon puppet masters, has to give him this evaluation.
There were fewer and fewer demon puppets sent out, but Cao Wendao's preparations were finally complete. The palms of his sleeves were already empty.
As soon as Dong Rui noticed that there seemed to be a dark figure behind him, a head taller than him, he pointed towards the dark forest where Dong Rui was hiding: "Take him out and keep him alive."
Wei Yishan was cunning and hid separately from the bat demon puppet. Fortunately, after all this time, Cao Wendao still caught his clues.
There seemed to be a disturbance in the air, and Dong Rui felt the hair on his back stand on end, as if some great terror had suddenly descended.
He jumped to the side without hesitation.
He Lingchuan always joked that he was only as good as his fists and feet. In fact, Dong Rui had always been so good at escaping that it was difficult for others to catch him.
This time, we were fighting against the famous Red Cottage Master alone. He had already prepared all kinds of magic tools, talismans, and potions. As soon as he took a step forward, the magic talisman started to activate, helping him sneak away far away.
An illusion was even created on the spot. This "Wei Yishan" rushed diagonally to confuse the enemy.
But this illusion was burst in the next second, like a soap bubble.
There was a dark shadow next to Dong Rui, and he grabbed his shoulders!
Fast, too fast.
The force was ten times stronger than a vise, and Dong Rui couldn't help but scream in pain. He first noticed a few rays of light flashing across his body, and then heard a clicking sound on his shoulder.
Damn it, it seems to be broken.
The black shadow crushed several defensive weapons in succession, and then crushed his bones!
With a hiss, a stick shadow came through the forest, but the ghost ape couldn't catch up with the savior and directly threw the stick to attack the enemy.
The black shadow turned slightly, grabbed the purple gold copper stick, and even held it in a stick flower.
A shadow flashed across the air - taking advantage of this moment, the bat demon puppet abandoned its opponent in the forest and rushed back.
It became the size of a palm and was as fast as an arrow leaving the string.
This black shadow stick is going to be knocked out with one swing.
However, the bat demon puppet did not intend to make the same mistake as before. He stopped in mid-air and barely escaped the wind of the stick. It flipped out its two claws and scratched his face.
The tip of the hook flashes with cold light, showing its sharpness.
However, any bird that performs this action will first lift its soft belly.
The black shadow raised its head slightly, without dodging or dodging, and shot something out of its mouth, which penetrated the bat puppet's abdomen with a "pop" sound!
"Soft" means that compared to other parts of the bat demon puppet, even the abdomen cannot be penetrated by fine steel arrows, but the black shadow can be easily penetrated.
Dong Rui looked sideways and happened to see that the weapon used to attack the bat demon was only as thick as his middle finger, brown and green, more like a vine than a tongue, but the top was extremely sharp.
This one is similar to that of the snail toad, but the long tongue of the snail toad is mainly sticky, but it is purely piercing.
At this time, Dong Rui finally saw the true face of the black shadow:
He is about eight feet tall, has upright limbs, and wears a gray robe. His face cannot be seen clearly because it is hidden under the mask.
It looks like a human, but it is not human, because there is a tail behind it, with some subtle wrinkles on it, and you can't tell whether it is scales or cracks.
It also had hands, but they only had four fingers. The nails were long and hard, and it was the one that dug into Dong Rui's shoulder. Moreover, its exposed skin was blue-gray and covered with fine cracks.
The texture, how should I say it, is like the ice cracks specially burned on the porcelain, and also like the land that has been in drought and water shortage for a long time.
It also has a striking sharp horn on its forehead, which cannot even be covered by the mask.
This horn, this skin color, this texture, this unique palm structure, seemed familiar to Dong Rui. Where had he seen it before?
He also has a good memory and is quick to make associations: