At this time, the Bull Demon King made a move that shocked all the tribesmen.
He grabbed the newborn bull's horns and gave it a squeeze!
Gacha~
The horns of the cow were cut off, right at the newly grown part.
All the bull demons raised their heads in surprise and roared.
For the bull demon clan, the horns are their glory.
The broken horn of the Bull Demon King was actually broken when the ethnic group split and he and his men were driven out of the original ethnic group.
This is a shame.
Now that it has finally grown back, the Bull Demon King actually broke it off again, how could it not cause shock to the tribe.
The Bull Demon King wanted to express that he would always be the same as when he first came into contact with Chen Yang, but he was too lazy to explain to the tribe and just roared.
Moo~
In the roar of the bull, the command of the Bull Demon King was passed on.
Collect all traces of the existence of demons wherever the clan's iron hoof goes, and find out their racial classification and the size of the clan.
This is Chen Yang's order.
The entire group of bull demons moved in response and scattered in all directions. In the blink of an eye, the sound of iron hooves disappeared without a trace.
Only the Bull Demon King fell into cultivation again.
On the surface of his strong body, golden light surged in waves, but it was not as dense and bright as before, but it was still progressing unswervingly.
The Bull Demon King is only one step away from the bottleneck of the Golden Body Art.
However, Chen Yang no longer advances, and his demon servants will not be able to step into the silver corpse realm first.
In the Yin Demon Sect, Chen Yang bathed in the sunshine and breathed in the fresh air, turned around, and returned to the room again.
He sat back on the bed and calmed down little by little.
after all,
only,
Long March
Just the first step.
"Still a long way to go."
Chen Yang took out the Heavenly Stone Bell Dew and subconsciously glanced at Wang Yu's bedding before reentering the practice.
The bedding was still neat and tidy, but it looked a little messier than before.
Isn't it normal for men's bedding to be messy?
Isn't it normal to not fold it once for a whole year, not to wash my feet when I come back, just to sleep when I get in it, and to get up when I lift it?
What seems normal to others is not normal to Wang Yu.
This is a profound mysophobia patient.
Even though he was criticized that day and Li and Li laughed at him, Wang Yu never changed.
"People are back, so there should be no problem with safety."
"Yes, it seems like something is wrong?"
Chen Yang pondered for a moment and called out the corpse.
"In the past few days, pay attention to the mass graves."
As soon as Chen Yang's order was delivered, General Wang stood up.
Burial soil was scattered on the rustling ground, but the body of the general king was spotless.
The dragon on his python robe looked like a living creature, and the golden light shone like new. Wisps of dragon energy sprouted again and circulated in the body of the General King, making every ray of evil energy at the zombie king level dotted with gold stars.
The Great General King has completely recovered.
Chen Yang’s natal corpse was completed.
General Wang stood quietly at the mass grave for a while, as if he was experiencing and feeling how this new world was different from the earth.
For a long time, he suddenly stepped on the ground and roared...