Tang Zhirou saw the group of poachers leaving and left in a hurry.
After walking through thorns and thorns for more than ten minutes, I first heard a burst of gunfire, and then a roar that resounded through the forest, startling a flock of birds.
Tang Zhirou stopped her staggering steps, turned around and looked behind her, murmuring: "What kind of animal sound is this?"
"I don't know, is it a tiger or a bear?" Bai Ling'er said indifferently, "Anyway, no matter what it is, it should be no match for that group of poachers. They all have guns in their hands!"
After more than half a year down the mountain, Bai Ling'er is no longer a clueless novice. He knows the power of guns. Ordinary beasts are definitely no match for humans with guns.
Tang Zhirou opened her mouth, knowing that there was nothing she could do.
Although Bai Ling'er is proficient in some illusions, there is no guarantee that his illusions will be effective on everyone.
If someone is strong-willed and resists its illusion, his or her life will be at risk.
Therefore, running away while no one is around is the best option.
the other side.
Among a group of poachers, only Scar Man is left alive.
The rest of the people were torn to pieces by the angry black bear spirit.
In the mountain forest, broken limbs were scattered all over the ground, and the blood stains dyed the soil dark red, full of the smell of blood.
The nine-meter-tall black bear spirit exhaled a white breath and said slowly: "Human! You and I have no grievances. Why do you want to hurt my child just because I am a descendant of the demon clan?"
"I...I..."
The man with the scar was trembling and couldn't say a complete sentence at all.
His shotgun had long since fallen to the ground.
What's more, the severed limbs and remains on the ground all showed that guns were completely useless against the monster in front of him.
Shotgun bullets cannot even penetrate the fur of a black bear spirit.
Just now, dozens of bullets hit the black bear spirit, and it felt like it was tickling the opponent.
"Spare...spare my life!"
The scarred man collapsed completely and knelt down directly.
In fact, he collapsed the moment he discovered that the black bear spirit could talk.
Everyone just shot at the black bear spirit, but he didn't.
"This is your human weapon. It's called a gun, right?"
Seeing that the scarred man was just begging for mercy but not answering his own question, the black bear spirit looked at the gun on the ground and asked.
Since it gradually awakened its spiritual wisdom half a year ago, it has not only been able to visit a place called Primordial Wasteland, but also a cultivation method has appeared in its mind.
In this way, it has been practicing the techniques that appeared in its mind for the past six months while studying the blood in its body.
Through prehistoric times, it knew that the power of its own bloodline could also be increased through practice.
It's just that it hasn't acquired the demon clan's cultivation techniques for the time being.
In the ancient world, a person with his level of cultivation was just a little demon who had just gained spiritual intelligence, and was not worth mentioning at all.
Not to mention the Qi-refining monks among humans, just send more late-stage body-forging monks to kill it.
Therefore, it is extremely low-key in reality.
He usually keeps his body as small as possible and disguises himself as a two-meter-tall black bear. Although he dominates the mountains, he will not attract human attention.
It didn't know when its flaw was exposed, and it was actually found by humans.
Moreover, its wife and children suffered as well.
At this moment, its heart is filled with hatred for humans.
"Yes, yes, this is a gun."
Seeing that the black bear spirit was dazed, the scarred man immediately picked up the shotgun on the ground and handed it over.
The black bear spirit glanced at it and continued to ask: "Who sent you here? Is it those monks?"
Speaking of the monks, the black bear spirit showed a nervousness in his tone.
Obviously, it had learned the methods of monks in ancient times.
"Monk?"
The scarred man was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "No, we are not monks, we are hunters hunting in the mountains, hunters!"
"Hunter?"
The black bear spirit bared its ferocious teeth and said word by word: "You mean, my wife and children are just your prey?"
"No...not..."
"roar!"
Bang!!!
The black bear spirit struck the spot where the scarred man had just stood with his palm.
When the bear's paw was removed, there was only a mixture of minced meat and bone fragments, which was extremely bloody.
The scarred man was beaten to pieces with one palm, and the black bear spirit walked straight to the position of its child without shrinking its body.
The black bear cub was shot in the back, and the blood stained the dead leaves on the ground red.
It looked at its child quietly and gently moved it, but found that there was no movement. The black bear spirit's eyes were full of sadness.
It was just out hunting, and this tragic thing happened.
Even though it is mentally enlightened, facing this situation, it is completely helpless except for being sad.
The black bear spirit knew that his child was not dead and that he was still alive, but the black bear spirit did not know how to treat it.
Although it has developed spiritual wisdom, in the final analysis, it is just a little demon that drinks blood.
Sudden.
It straightened up and sniffed with the tip of its nose.
The smell of humanity, there are still people alive!
The big eyes immediately looked in the direction of Tang Zhirou.
...
"Hoo ho ho!"
"I can't run anymore!"
Tang Zhirou said while panting.
She had never experienced such intense off-roading in her life.
Running in the wild jungle is completely different from running on the track. In addition to the same physical exertion, you also have to concentrate on the road conditions in the wild cross-country.
When running in the jungle, if you are not careful, you will encounter unexpected dangers.
Such as now.
Tang Zhirou was about to stop, but she stepped on a sharp branch.
"ah!"
The severe pain made her mind go blank.
But compared to the minor injury caused by the branch piercing the sole of her foot, the next scene was so frightening that she couldn't even scream.
A head the size of a room poked out from behind a big tree.
Then, two huge bear paws split the big tree apart and tore it off.
A nine-meter-tall giant bear appeared in front of one person and one fox.
"Chirp?!"
Tang Zhirou stopped screaming, but Bai Ling'er started to scream.
"Black... black bear spirit?"
When the black bear spirit heard Bai Ling'er's voice, his originally ferocious expression softened.
"You know me? No, you can actually talk. Are you also a demon?"
At this moment, there was a hint of expectation in the black bear spirit's voice.
"Chirp?"
Bai Ling'er was stunned. After a moment, it reacted and immediately puffed up its chest and said: "Yes, I am also a demon!"
"Are you really a demon?"
The black bear spirit suddenly felt as happy as meeting someone of the same kind.
This is the first time it has encountered the same kind in reality.
I originally thought that it was the only monster in reality, but I didn’t expect that its kind would actually appear now.
"No," the black bear spirit's consciousness swept over Bai Ling'er's petite body, "You haven't awakened the power of blood?"
"What is blood power...?"
"You don't even know the power of blood?" The black bear spirit was stunned and then said angrily, "So you are deceiving me?
Say! Who are you? We demon clan will all awaken the power of blood!"