Ferocious Beast Breeding Manual

There are many countries on the Great Desolate Continent. These countries are scattered all over the wilderness, large and small, with large and small populations.

Bai Minguo is not a particularly large country, because the population is not particularly large, except for a few bustling streets with slightly more people, other places are average.

This is also the normal state of the Great Desolate Continent, where the land is vast and sparsely populated.

The imperial city of Bai Minguo is far less large than the Forbidden City in the previous life, perhaps because it is related to the God Realm, it is very high, reaching into the sky, magnificent and magnificent, not at all inferior to the architectural atmosphere of the Forbidden City.

Jiao Xiaoba doesn't believe that the perverted man just asked him to come and visit the imperial city. According to Jiao Xiaoba's experience with the perverted man these days, the perverted man never does meaningless things.

Sure enough, the divine sense broke through layers of palace walls, and in a corner of the imperial city, which seemed to be heavily guarded, Jiao Xiaoba felt something different.

Divine breath and divine pressure.

The purple air soared into the sky, the white mist condensed, and the sky above the corner of the imperial city seemed to be collapsing.

Jiao Xiaoba stared wide-eyed, could it be Bai Minguo's patron saint?

Bai Minguo is only a small country in the West, but it is very famous because it is guarded by gods. Riding on a yellow horse, it looks like a fox with horns on its back. Even ordinary gods and people who ride on it can live two thousand years.

When Bai Minguo is in danger, Cheng Huang, as the patron saint of Bai Minguo, will come out to protect the country from other countries.

This is a lucky country. In the prehistoric God Realm, there are many high-level gods, but there are not many gods who are willing to guard a country, and only guard a country. Bai Minguo is not a big country in the West, and its financial resources are only average. a lucky thing.

Jiao Xiaoba, who was caught in his own thoughts, didn't see the weird smile on Hun Huan who was grabbing his neck.

"Woo—" A miserable cry pierced the sky.

The white light was dazzling, followed by a smell of blood, and the white mist was filled with ominousness.

"Ugh-"

There was another miserable cry, and the rich divine breath slowly dispersed in the air.

This is not a good phenomenon. Every high-level god has divine breath. The stronger the divine breath, the stronger the strength. However, when the divine breath breaks through the original level of cognition, it can only explain one thing. put.

Only when a high-level god is dying, can the divine power be released so thoroughly.

The divine power is released, a precursor to self-destruction.

Thousands of years ago, in the Great Desolate Continent, there was also a god who completely released his divine power. That god used his own flesh and blood to usher in a respite for the impending collapse of the Great Desolate God Realm.

One of the most powerful and revered high-level gods in the prehistoric world, the Phoenix God.

"Do you want to know what happened?" There was a sweet and greasy voice in my ear.

Jiao Xiaoba turned his head and saw the perverted man looking at him with interest, his face was full of tenderness.

Jiao Xiaoba shivered.

"I don't want to know." Jiao Xiaoba shook his head, he was sure that he didn't want to know what happened at all, he wanted to run away.

He was sure that the next scene must not be to his liking.

Hun Chao smiled, he looked at Jiao Xiaoba with a smile, his vermilion lips were stained with blood, and his cheeks were slightly flushed with excitement, "Little thing~ I can't help you not to look at it~"

As he said that, he grabbed Jiao Xiaoba's body and flew towards the southeast corner of the palace where the purple air and white mist were most dense.

Thus, Jiao Xiaoba saw the cruelest and bloodiest scene in his memory.

A black iron chain as thick as a person tightly bound a three-foot-long behemoth. The limbs, neck, and iron chain penetrated the behemoth's lower abdomen, and blood flowed out of the behemoth's belly continuously. , merged into a small stream, countless women in white clothes and various gorgeous white headdresses fell on the ground, licking the blood on the ground like a dog, and men in white silver thread dragon robes with disheveled hair stepped on a group of The man climbed onto the back of the giant beast, holding a jug of wine in his right hand.

Following the order of the man in the dragon robe, the women lying on the ground licking blood got up, wiped the blood from the corners of their mouths with their pure white sleeves, smiled like flowers, charming, and stood at the feet of the screaming giant beast, surrounded by giant The beast dances.

"Maybe you know each other, but the lonely king should introduce you. The one on the iron chain is the patron saint of Bai Minguo, Cheng Huang... the one on his back is the king of Bai Minguo, and those lying on the ground drinking blood are the king's Concubine..."

"It is said that this king has lived for more than 400 years, and he should have a life expectancy of more than 500 years."

"It's amazing, isn't it? The gods and people of the Bai Republic generally only have a lifespan of 70 years."

"Little thing, do you know why Chenghuang didn't resist, because he couldn't... the other end of the iron chain is Bai Minguo's dragon vein, if he breaks free from the chain, it will definitely shake Bai Minguo's dragon vein and destroy it, the dragon vein is destroyed, Bai Minguo It will be ruined, and the gods and people of the Bai Minguo are finished, so he can only do this, like a dog, the female lies at the feet of those humble gods and people, and is slaughtered..."

Jiao Xiaoba's heart was twisted into a ball, he clenched his fists, pretending to look calmly at Hun Huan, "Why are you telling me these things?"

Hun Chao burst out laughing, his smile was very bright and bright, for some reason, Jiao Xiaoba felt the chills on his back, and he was constantly sweating, but he heard Hun Chao say: "The lonely king just told you, this is the Great Desolation, Little thing, do you know that the lonely king could save him, 1000 years ago, the lonely king looked for him, as long as he is willing, the lonely king can give him the supreme power, as long as he is willing to be the dog of the lonely king... Xiao Things, he refused, he said, he only recognized the Yellow Emperor who disappeared for countless thousands of years, look, this is the end of going against the lonely king...he is not even as good as a dog now..."

"Dare to ask Your Highness, what role did you play in it?" Jiao Xiaoba sneered, at this moment he didn't have the consciousness of being a slave and captive, because he had already discovered that the man in front of him didn't intend to let him go, he His strength is far inferior to that of Chenghuang, and he has no value in attracting and utilizing him.

Hun Huan was a little surprised, as if it was the first time he knew the little guy in front of him. The little guy in front of him had anger and sadness in his eyes, but no fear. Isn't he afraid?

How timid Jiaotu is, and Hun Huan has also felt the contact these days. The little guy is a ghost who is afraid of death. Why did he dare to choke with himself in such a short time? Could it be that he dared to do this because he felt that he would die for sure?

Hundun felt that he might have frightened the little guy, so he smiled quickly and said in a seductive tone: "The lonely king just ordered, whoever dares to help Chenghuang in the northwest is the enemy of the lonely king...Little thing, don't worry Well, as long as you are willing to follow the lonely king, the lonely king will not treat you badly." I will definitely give you a whole body.

asshole!This guy is a jerk!

Jiao Xiaoba wished he could slam his fist into this man's face and knock out his front teeth, so that he could taste the feeling of being bound into five-flower rice dumplings by black iron chains.

"Chenghuang is just the patron saint of a country. He has no interest relationship with you at all. You can obviously save him..."

It's not that the black iron chain cannot be broken free, it's just troublesome. If someone else is willing to help Cheng Huang and cut off the black iron chain, Cheng Huang will not end up in this kind of fate. Right now, even if Cheng Huang breaks free from the black iron chain on his body, it will be too late. No way, he hurt the root, and after sleeping for ten thousand years to heal his wounds, he woke up with less than [-]% of his original mana.

"You can obviously save him..." Jiao Xiaoba said in a nasty voice. He looked at Cheng Huang who was bleeding continuously in the palace wall below, who was being used as a mount by the king of the Republic of China, and suddenly felt extremely sad.

Not only for Chenghuang, but also for myself.

In the prehistoric continent, the strong are respected, but what about the hearts of the people?What about justice?