Chapter 126 Zilie

With a flash of void, Chang Heng stepped out and immediately lifted the change and restored his original body. This Dijiang's magic power to shuttle through the void is powerful, but it consumes magic power very much. This short distance consumed 70% of his magical power.

The whole Qingyunfeng is quiet, and there is no extra sound except for the roar of the cow from time to time. It seems that after desperately escaping, the Purple Demon King did not return to the clan, but went to other unknown places.

In this attack on the barbarian tribe, the Purple Demon King pulled out most of the adult purple demon cattle in the clan, but still left part of it to guard his home. Chang Heng's spiritual knowledge dispersed carefully and searched carefully. In addition to more than 2,000 underage purple magic cows, there are still more than 200 adult purple magic cows. In fact, most of their strength is in the foundation period, with a demon baby period and more than a dozen demon elixir period masters.

"The good killing of the demon elixir period can be killed by single-handed single-handed, but the demon baby period is not easy to handle." Chang Heng frowned and suddenly remembered another problem.

Even if these calves are unprepared and can't be pulled away, he can't catch so many purple magic cows alone. Not to mention that the bone ring can't hold living things, just a little space is filled with a few purple magic cows.

"This is a big problem." Chang Heng couldn't help but miss the boat. If he were here, there would not have been so much trouble.

"It seems that this is the only way." Chang Heng thought about it and finally decided.

The purple melted into a body, lazily nesting on a lying bullstone, basking in the sun. He is an ordinary bull of the purple demon cow clan. Because he cultivated until the elixir period and transformed into a human form, he had his own name. This time, the Purple Demon Bull clan joined the other six races to attack the Fengman tribe. Zilie strongly demanded to go, but the clan also needed to defend. The Purple Demon King nodded a few strong bulls at will to stay, and Zilie was sadly left behind.

"Damn Mavericks, if I hadn't taken care of you, I would have gone to war with them. Tut, the witch cultivates the body, the flesh of the whole body, that tendon." Thinking about it, Zilie drooled, and a witch appeared in front of him and hooked his finger. It looked like he was provoking your uncle Zilie.

"Damn it, I haven't eaten witch meat for a long time, and I'm hallucinating. No, it's not an illusion." Zilie suddenly jumped up, a pair of huge bull eyes looked at the witch carefully, and suddenly roared happily.

"It's not an illusion. Could it be that His Majesty the Demon Emperor knew that I hadn't eaten meat for a long time and specially sent me one to relieve my sarcasm?

"Zi Lie, what are you calling?" In a cave in Qingyunfeng, there came a dull voice, which was the only left-behind purple magic cow in the baby period. Zilie immediately closed his mouth and looked left and right. He found that no one found it and smiled secretly.

"This witch is too small enough to stuff my teeth. Don't eat with them." Zi Lie quietly spewed out a demon wind and wrapped himself in the direction of Changheng.

Chang Heng also smiled when he saw the purple demon cow flying towards him alone. He disappeared in place and ran far away.

"Don't go, leave the meat obediently." Zilie is so big, how can he say such a small voice? He quickly approached with the demon wind and came to the top of Chang Heng's head.

"Ky, give me the meat and I'll leave you a whole body." Looking down at Chang Heng, the corners of Zilie's mouth flowed with saliva.

Hearing this, Chang Heng was stunned for a moment: "How can I leave the whole body if I give you the meat?"

Zilie was also stunned, frowned and thought for a long time. Suddenly, he grinned at the corners of his mouth and said happily, "I swallowed you whole into your stomach. Isn't it a whole corpse?"

"This is a good way." Chang Heng looked at Zi Lie with a smile and thought about where to start. At present, the cowhide of the demon elixir period is a good material for refining armor, so it can't be too wasteful.

"Then don't throw it into your uncle Zilie's mouth honestly." With that, Zi Lie actually opened his mouth and waited for Chang Heng to throw himself into his mouth.

Chang Heng is speechless. It should be said that this bull is still a simple idiot. His mouth opened, and the flying gun appeared, drawing a cold light in the air, shooting straight into Zilie's open mouth.

"Haha, it's not so easy to plot against your Uncle Zilie." Zilie suddenly closed his mouth and clucked. Unexpectedly, he bit Feilian's gun in his mouth.

Chang Heng's face remained unchanged, gave up his control of the Feilian gun, reached out and took out a long knife from the bone ring, shouted loudly, and attacked Huashan towards Zilie.

Chang Heng's physical power witch, mana Jiedan period, both of them and Zilie are in the same state. Chang Heng wants to see if he can deal with demons in the same realm without using yellow wind gourds.

Open your mouth and shake off the flying gun, and the purple horns hit the long knife. The long knife cut on the horn and burst into a spark. The horn was as strong as the ordinary magic weapon.

"Good things, which only need to be simply sacrificed, are a good weapon." Chang Heng was secretly happy. He turned around, and the long knife danced and couldn't help attacking around Zi Lie.

"Look at me to solve the cow."

"If you dare to compare martial arts with your uncle Zilie, you are looking for death." Zi Lie said carelessly, with a flash of purple light on his body. He changed into a human form, and the two corners on the top of his head suddenly fell off and fell into two short eyebrow sticks in his hand.

"Die for me."

One person and one cow is difficult to distinguish. Chang Heng's knife method is fast and fierce. It is the knife method he used to become famous in his last game. Zi Lie is also not inferior. A pair of short sticks, like two big windmills, not only blocked Chang Heng's attack, but also counterattacked Chang Heng from time to time, forcing him to defend.

"Rejoic, happy." Chang Heng shouted that how long it has been since he quit the game, he hasn't been so happy.

Zilie over there also fought and couldn't help shouting, "Kid, for the sake of making me so happy, I will give you a happy later."

"What you said is exactly what I want to say." Chang Heng's heart moved, and the long knife flew out of his hand. As soon as he turned over, a sledgehammer appeared in his hand.

This hammer handle is half a foot, and the hammer head is like the desktop of the Eight Immortals, which flashes brightly. Obviously, it is a good weapon. The quality is better than the two hammers taken away by the crab essence in the cave of the Silver Horn King, but it is obtained from archaeologists.

"The first hammer of the Eight Wastes." Chang Heng shouted loudly, and the witch power in his body flowed sharply. Along a special route, all of them rushed to his right arm, making a sound like the Yangtze River.

A light flashed from the hammer, and Chang Heng raised the hammer with one arm, as if holding a mountain of effort. He roared and tried his best to smash the sledgehammer towards Zilie.

"Ah..." Zi Lie roared, did not dodge, and held two sticks to meet the sledgehammer. The purple light flashed on the two sticks, and the shadows of two bulls flashed on it. Obviously, Zilie urged the demon method to the extreme.

"Bomb."

The moment the ground shook and the hammer and the two sticks met, a loud explosion came out, and huge smoke rose in the air. In the smoke, a dark shadow flew backwards, flew out hundreds of feet, hit the ground fiercely, and glided dozens of feet away, drawing a deep mark on the ground.