Aunt Nineteen found the red-crowned old demon again, "Old gentleman, how are you discussing with them?"
The red-crowned old demon was tormented in his heart, torn between choices; if he gave up, he would be looked down upon by the demons of the Wing Clan; if he didn't give up, he would be looked down upon even if he lost, and he might even lose his life.
If you must choose, at least let this Hai Dongqing fight, can you still save your life? This is the older you get, the more you cherish your life. This is the progress of cognition, and the regression of courage. This is the rule of heaven. When you know how to be afraid,
You can go one step further.
The way of heaven does not require the existence of ignorant and fearless cultivators.
"Okay, I will be ranked sixth in line, which is also the first in the Wing Clan. You will take my place. If everyone still has a future, you will be my brother. The waters of Dark Bay are open to everyone."
Aunt Nineteen didn't take it seriously, "I'm not doing it for this, I just want the honor of the Yi clan not to be desecrated."
A glimmer of light flashed in the old red-crowned demon's dim eyes. As he watched Hai Dongqing leave, his spiritual consciousness was still contacting his old friends.
"It wants to play on its own. I think your guess is right."
An old wing demon said coldly: "Although the wing clan rarely interacts with each other, they are not really ignorant; we have never heard of a wing species like Hai Dongqing anywhere within our sphere of influence.
No one knows her, which only means there is a problem with her origins."
The other old Yi Yao laughed and said: "The bloodline is pure and noble, and the enemy of the mountain demon, the strength is unfathomable, all these things combined, where else can it come from besides coming from the universe? I am just a little strange, these ferocious monsters from outside the universe
Aren’t they all here for the same purpose? Why are there still people who have their own way of doing things?”
The red-crowned old demon chuckled, "A purpose? I have never heard of such a thing in the thousands of years since I became enlightened. Just like the demon clan of the Splendid Continent, is it a purpose? Is it a thought?"
Several old wing demons agreed very much. With thousands of people and thousands of demons and faces, how could there be true unity? Differences are inevitable. They even felt that it was a little late for such differences to appear, and I'm afraid it wasn't just the sea.
Dongqing one?
Therefore, even if they see through that Hai Dongqing is not from the West Sea Winged Demon Clan, it does not prevent them from trusting her. After all, they have the same bloodline and the same stance, so why expose it?
Wouldn’t it be nice to let these outsiders fight among themselves?
The Nineteenth Aunt and the other two tried their best to join in and destroy the alliance of the Splendid Demon Clan, but they did not expect that their traces had already been exposed. But luckily, there were mistakes. The Winged Demons had too many ideas, and they only guessed right.
Part of it, but not all of it.
The Wing Clan are scheming here, pushing the alien monsters in their eyes to fight dog-eat-dog, but the last battle of the Sea Clan has begun.
The tens of thousands of monsters present, including Hou Zi and Tan Xiao who were among them, were not optimistic about this at all, because what finally appeared was a bream fish with the most limited lethality among the sea clan, which was a variant of the countless jellyfish in the ocean.
Known for its huge body.
Because the order of appearance of the sea clan is first strong and then weak, the powerful ones in front are all dead or injured, and two pairs of the four-headed sea monsters died, so no one was optimistic about it when it was its turn.
In terms of combat ability, the fighting method of the mother is somewhat similar to that of the eight claws. They are both entanglement skills. They can kill those with weaker bodies until they die. However, once they encounter an opponent with surprising means, they are relatively simple.
The way you fight makes it difficult to make a comeback.
Relatively speaking, the Octopus still has some attack methods. For marine creatures like jellyfish, it basically uses one move to wrap the opponent and slowly digest it. There may be toxic erosion during the process, so that's about it.
The fifth sea tribe to appear is just such a thing. It is really big, its body is dozens of feet in diameter, and it floats in the air like an umbrella-shaped white cloud, light and fluffy, without any force.
Its only advantage is its amazing endurance. Its body is made of water and colloid, and it is immune to most magic attacks and all power attacks. However, it is difficult to say if you encounter an alien beast with strange power like a ghost sheep.
Already.
After all, the biggest support for it to fight is its demonic power.
The mother bream floated towards the ghost sheep, and everyone was imagining what kind of tragic situation would happen in the end, but at least this mother bream was full of courage and was not afraid because of the four previous defeats of the Sea Tribe.
Maybe it's because this thing has low intelligence and doesn't know what fear is?
The ghost sheep came forward in a rare move. It also wanted to end this disgusting thing as soon as possible. It was sticky, dripping, and looked as white as water, but when it got closer, there was a pungent stench. This was it
The smell of venom in the hair follicles of the tentacles.
The corner of her head was raised far away, and circles of shock waves rushed out, accurately hitting the seemingly invisible body of the bream mother, rippling into circles of ripples, and then disappeared...
This tolerance is simply abnormal.
After trying it for a while, Guiyang immediately understood that all its magical attacks were completely useless against this thing that was soaked in water. The title of the number one sandbag in the sea tribe was really not just blown away.
To deal with such weak and powerless cell body monsters, there is only one most effective way, the avenue.
Ghost Sheep did not hesitate. The fighting power of the Hai Clan did not arouse its desire to win at all. The battle was pointless and it was a pity to abandon it.
Seeing an opening, he kicked his hooves, leaned forward, and a pair of goat's horns pushed forward...
But the mother bream, which had always been slow to react, was uncharacteristically different this time. Just when the ghost sheep had just appeared, the broad umbrella surface suddenly shrank, and it seemed as if a trail of air being sharply compressed could be seen in the sky, like a jet of air.
Pushing the mother bream towards the ghost sheep, the entire sheep body was instantly wrapped in a huge colloid body fluid and disappeared.
Such a change was unexpected, but no one was worried about Ghost Sheep, because the strength it showed was more than superior to these sea tribes; just like Xiong Zhi before, he was also blinded by the eight claws at the beginning, and finally
How about it, isn't it because Xiong Zhi breaks through the wall and dies?
The body structure of jellyfish is indeed strange, but no matter how strange it is, it can't compare to the tenacity of eight claws. What's the difficulty?
Almost everyone thought so, including the Nineteenth Aunt and the other three. Hou Zi was still comforting her.
"It doesn't matter, just do as I said before. Remember, just run rampant. When we get close, Tan Xiao and I will pretend to be zombies, and each of us will hold one of its legs..."
"Old Tan, pretend to be a bit more like a zombie. Don't show off your skills. Do you know what a zombie looks like? Your eyes should be straight, your tongue can stick out a little, your hands should be raised flat, your knees should not be bent, and you should be scurrying around."
Tan Xiao was very speechless, "You fart! If you can't stick out your tongue, do you think you are a hanged ghost?"
The three of them were laughing and joking, fighting each other. Who in the Splendid Continent could withstand their training?
