dead child, ghost carrying coffin

However, if Panhu was so easy to deal with, he could become the ruler of a country.

That was the ruler of a country in the ancient barbaric period!

Great gods walk all over the place, the era when immortals are not as good as dogs!

Hearing Panhu's sinister laugh, he sprang out of the ground like a shell being fired.

He raised his fist and blasted it above his head.

"The body without teaching is indeed powerful, but it is not enough to look at in front of my ancestor!"

Fortunately, the wicked cocoon at this time has been strengthened by Fan Ju, and has been trained as a five-element warrior...it should be four elements, after all, he has not been blessed by the God of War Bai Qi.

Even the semi-finished Five Elements Warrior has a terrifyingly hard body.

Otherwise, the result of this kick is equivalent to jumping on a nail with bare feet...

(For the above content, please refer to Chapter 1039 of this book: Revenge)

Even so, the wicked cocoon was blown away by Panhu and fell towards the distance like a hill.

Suddenly, several of his own clansmen were knocked over.

Of course, there are more kobolds crushed to death...

"Oh mom, the old dog is really strong, I can't seem to beat him!"

Wicked Cocoon muttered while rubbing his big butt that hurt from the fall.

But even so, he still didn't flinch, he yelled at his palm twice, and rushed up again with the cooked copper stick.

"I, the second warrior of the Kuteng tribe, 'Kugo Sanyili Stirner', apply for another battle!"

Panhu was anxious to subdue the great shaman, so he was in no mood to get entangled with a barbarian.

Seeing this, he sneered and stabbed the canine-toothed sword into the heart of Quade Cocoon.

If you really get in this time, let alone a wicked cocoon, even the Great Emperor will return to the ancestral land to cultivate, so don't think about it in a short time.

At the critical moment, Guifo Wumian finally arrived.

It's not that he has been "lazy" sitting on the mountain and watching tigers fight, but that ghosts and Buddhas are also evil in the mouth of the great shaman, so it took a while to regain his eyesight...

Ghosts and Buddhas are crazy, and they don't play cards according to common sense at all.

The gigantic Lacrimal Buddha fell from the sky, enveloping Panhu and the wicked cocoon.

He stabbed the poisonous dagger in Panhu's heart.

"Jie Jie Jie, Yu Yu, don't blame me for not helping me."

"As long as you can kill this brother, you will be safe. Any sacrifice is worth it!"

"Don't worry, I will kill myself to accompany you on the day my brother doesn't need me to protect the Dao!"

In fact, there is no need for ghosts and Buddhas to say these words, and there is no fear of people's wickedness.

Don't you see that he didn't dodge himself, but shrunk his body, dropped the big stick, and took the initiative to meet Panhu's canine-toothed sword.

Under Panhu's astonished eyes, he hugged him tightly, and grinned stupidly.

Let the big knife run through your heart.

Every time the energetic heart beats, it trembles with the canine-toothed sword.

The dark golden blood splattered so hot and heavy.

So much so that it can make a slight collision sound when it falls on the snow.

"Hahaha, bald man, don't hesitate, even me and the old dog will stick together!"

"I and the dog Feng Guozhu can exchange one life for another, which is a big advantage!"

"It's better to die by myself than everyone else. The old dog is so powerful..."

The giant cocoon's generous gesture of going to death made the ghost Buddha hesitate.

The kindness in his heart was awakened again at this moment.

He just pressed the poisonous dagger against Panhu's chest so that he didn't dare to move.Subconsciously asked the giant cocoon word by word: "Why, what?!"

The hidden table in the book:

The reason why the giant cocoon is like this is not because he is not afraid of death or feels that he cannot die.

But before they set off, the clan elders had told them.

This battle can only be fought to the death, even if all the adult men of the clan are dead, they must do their best to kill Panhu!

That's right, the elders of the clan devoted their entire clan in order to get the recognition of their clan from the best people.

The only ones left in the family are the old and the weak, women and children with tears in their eyes, looking forward to their safe return.

Wait, there are no old and weak, because they all came together.

Anyone who can still take up arms.People who can walk by themselves are here.

Even women who pretended to be a little bit followed!

Only children are left...

This is a win or die battle, there is no third choice!

Everything is for the recognition of the most important people, for the future of the tribe.

After all, with the protection of Zhiren's lineage, from now on, the Kuteng tribe will have a huge backing.

The perfect person is endless, and the bitter vine is immortal.

The only children left in the family, Zhiren will naturally take care of them to grow up.

They no longer need to be bullied by Qiong Shen and the like, and can run carefree on the vast land.

The prerequisite for obtaining all of the above is to have enough meritorious deeds.

Or enough sacrifices, so many that they are on the verge of genocide, so many that they can move the emperor!

This is the way of survival, this is the tragedy of the small group...

Outside of the book, life is very stressful, and I have to brazenly remind all old friends, don't forget to send my little brother a power call for love.

Thank you!