Perfect World: I am Shi Yi

Chapter 165, what’s the reason?

"Where is the big crisis?"

Shi Hao lay down on the back of the nine golden lions. He didn't understand where the so-called big crisis was.

"There is no such thing as a big crisis, big lion, you just know how to scare people." The fiery red bird flapped its wings and safely carried Shi Yi and the warblers around him.

Look behind you.

Butian Pavilion, Zhulu Academy, Shicun. A large group of people followed Shi Yi and Shi Hao.

The reason why he followed Shi Yi was not only because of Mu Qiang, but also because of his team spirit.

It is human instinct to stick together, and being alone is only a hobby of a few people. Most people have a herd mentality, otherwise the human race will not gradually develop from a tribe to a country.

just

Due to the uneventful journey, these people now have some doubts about the Nine Golden Lions. The big crisis may not exist at all, and the Nine Golden Lions are just alarmist.

"Liar? The Baiduan Mountains is a dangerous place. The mortality rate is extremely high. On the surface, there is a 50% survival rate. However, in fact, in most cases, the survival rate is less than 10%."

Although this true ferocious beast is not a pure-blooded beast, but an ancient relic, it has lived a long time and its strength is far beyond what a pure-blooded beast cub can match.

"Don't eat me. I'm a pure-blooded ferocious beast. Aren't you afraid of offending the Ancient Sacred Mountain?"

"My father is ancient."

Speaking of it.

The screams and howls are endless.

at this time.

The nine-headed golden lion paused for a moment, and then said with emotion: "We are just taking advantage of His Highness the Holy Son, otherwise this journey will be filled with blood."

"This is a land of supreme opportunity, and it is also a blood-stained demonic land. Opportunity dances with death. If you want to harvest opportunities, you must sacrifice your life to get chestnuts from the fire."

In fact.

The nine-headed golden lion's tone was extremely cold, and he glanced at the fiery red bird with disdain.

A real beast walked out of the mountains, with a body like a mountain. When it ran, strong winds blew, the ground shook, the mountains shook, and sand and rocks flew.

"Roar!" A loud roar came.

The aborigines of the Baiduan Mountains are all ferocious beasts. They have lived for at least a few hundred years. They are ridiculously powerful and have begun to slaughter the outside world.

"A scam, the Baiduan Mountains is a scam."

"Go away, I don't want to die, I can't die!"

Like crocodiles that have been hungry for months, these creatures' eyes turned red when they saw the outside world, and their saliva slowly overflowed from their bloody mouths.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

"The reason why we did not encounter the aboriginal people chasing us is probably because these aboriginal people did not dare to provoke His Royal Highness the Holy Son."

A bloody massacre by aboriginal people was taking place in the mountains a hundred kilometers away from Shi Yi and his party.

"Ahhh!"

Just as the Nine Golden Lions said, the Baiduan Mountains are completely out of control, and many ferocious beasts, raptors and humanoid creatures are constantly emerging from the depths of the mountains.

What is true?

Jian, a beast, looks like a dog and likes to eat borneol brains.

This real beast pounced forward, opened its mouth with blood, and instantly bit a golden beast from the ancient sacred mountain to death, and swallowed it in one gulp.

Then another paw smacked down towards the sky, and the three young ferocious birds of the ancient relics exploded to pieces, and their flesh and blood turned into raindrops all over the sky and sank into its mouth.

"Kill it!" Bi Fang's eyes were fierce.

The three young ferocious birds of the ancient relic species eaten by this real beast were its recently adopted little brothers. Unexpectedly, in just a few days, they would be eaten by the aborigines from the Baiduan Mountains.

"We must join forces. This real beast has lived too long."

When Pu Moshu spoke, he was like a dandelion, with white catkins flying away all the time, and a little white catkins were already wrapped around the body of this real beast.

"Huh, if you give me a few years to grow up, I won't take this real beast seriously." Bi Fang's tone was a bit unwilling. It is arrogant and doesn't want to join forces with the Pu Demon Tree, but if it fights alone, it will The chances of winning are not good, and there is even a possibility of being eaten by this real beast.

"The age limit in the Baiduan Mountains protects these aboriginal people. Otherwise, these aboriginal people would have been slaughtered by outside creatures long ago." Pu Moshu said in a very calm tone.

"What a pure bloodline. If I eat you, I will definitely be able to take another step forward!"

Zhenjian's eyes were cold, and it knew very well that if it weren't for the age limit, as long as Bifang and Pumoshu grew up for a few more years, it would not be qualified to stand in front of Bifang and Pumoshu.

"Eat us?"

"Shameless talk!"

Not too much nonsense.

Bi Fang, Pu Mo Shu and Zhen Jian started working directly.

As a pure-blooded ancient ferocious bird, Bi Fang was responsible for the main attack. The sharp bird's beak spurted out a brilliant light and exploded in front, exploding like fireworks on the back of Zhen Fang.

In an instant, the flesh and blood were blurred, as if it was burnt. Pu Moshu assisted and pulled, and the white cotton wool followed Zhen Jian's bloody back and penetrated deeply into Zhen Jian's body.

Three ferocious beasts fight in a bloody battle.

For a while, it was hard to tell the difference.

"Roar!"

However, Zhenhuan is not a vegetarian. Although the bloodline potential is not as good as that of Bifang and Pumoshu, and is only at the level of ancient relics, its realm is one step ahead of Bifang and Pumoshu.

Relying on realm suppression and powerful ferocity, Zhen Jian pressed the hammer on the two pure-blood creatures Bifang and Pu Moshu. For a moment, Bifang, known as the ancient ferocious bird, felt like he couldn't support it.

In fact, there is nothing surprising about this.

Not everyone can fight across the ranks like Shi Yi. Even the suppression of a large realm is enough to make the peerless genius unable to hold his head up.

Moreover, it is said that Zhenjian has always been an invincible existence in the ancient times. Even gods will retreat when they see it. Killing gods is not a rare thing.

Unfortunately.

The blood of the real beast in front of me is not pure, and it is only an ancient relic level existence. If you want to turn into pure blood, you must find a powerful pure blood creature to devour it before you have a chance to advance to pure blood.

An hour passed.

On the top of the mountain, there were people watching.

"Brother, who do you think will win?"

"Bi Fang and Pu Demon Tree."

"What's the reason?"

"Although Zhenhuan is suppressing Bifang and fighting against Pu Moshu, as long as Bifang can withstand Zhenhuan's attack and Pumoshu takes advantage of the white catkin to sneak attack, this Zhenhuan will most likely lose."

"My brother and I have different opinions. On the contrary, I think the real beast will win!"

"How is it possible? The exploded flesh and blood of the real beast has been infected with the white catkins of the Demon Pu tree. That thing is called the cursed demon whisker. As long as one accidentally falls into the flesh and blood, it will soon be drained of its essence. god."

Shi Yi and Shi Hao stood side by side on the top of the mountain. The two brothers gave completely different results to the fight between Bifang, Pu Moshu and Zhenjian.

Shi Hao is optimistic about Bifang and Pu Moshu, because he feels that as long as the talent is strong, fighting across levels is a very simple matter, and Zhenjian's defeat is only a matter of time.

on the other hand.

Shi Yi gave a different view. He was optimistic about Zhen Jian, whose bloodline potential was lower, but whose realm was a big step ahead. He believed that Zhen Jian would be the final winner.

Shi Yi never believed that talent was everything, nor was he complacent about his talent as a person with double eyes. He knew one thing very well, the one who survived in the end was the winner.

If you die, then there is nothing.

Living, there is still hope for everything.

this world.

There is never a shortage of true geniuses, the road is long and long, and the one who reaches the end is the real winner.

(End of this chapter)