Monsters Will Die If They Are Killed

Too much thinking is meaningless, and it doesn't make any sense to entangle oneself as a beast or a man, for a figure living alone in the Kunlun secret realm.

Although the peace of living alone for many years was suddenly broken by the visits of outsiders, which caused some confusion in his heart, but it is also very clear that the other party may be the owner, and he is just a tenant.

"Whether it is the remnants of the immortal world or the existence on the other side of the huge black hole, what they want is nothing more than the resources in this'Kunlun Secret Realm' - or the passage itself between the two worlds."

Staying next to where it is most familiar and the birthplace of the most attachment in the subconscious, it feels that its mind is gradually breaking free from the dark memories of two different sources, and there is a witty aura flashing in the golden pupils. I'm no longer confused: "Mamaging the same race, whether it is a human or a beast, often happens. It doesn't matter which side I am on, the important thing is whether I have value."

The memory inherited in the bloodline also has wisdom. Even if there is no other person's teaching, it also has the basic thinking and logical ability. This is also the way of the monster and the important method of maintaining the "consensus" within the clan.

Even the two different memories and inheritances often conflict, but there will be no change in enhancing one's own strength: "The value of life comes from strength. As long as I can guarantee my strength, my existence will be valuable. "

Thinking about it this way, this figure is backed by a huge cyan orb, and from the spine, there is an endless stream of gentle power being transmitted, so that it can be easily turned into its own use.

The figure is very clear that he is the essence of this pure blue glaze orb condensed and metamorphosed out. The damage of the orb is precisely because of his own birth.

And the former owner of this orb, the demon god who formed this huge mountain of birds, has many names in the inheritance of his own blood, but its most famous name is'Dapeng Golden Wing Bird'.

Also known as'Garuda'.

Garuda.This is also the name it chose for itself.

Since the birth of Garuda, it has been backed by orbs, and survived the first three years without food.

As soon as he was born, Garuda could feel the ubiquitous but thin air around him, and at the age of ignorance, he could manipulate them to play and bind them into various shapes.

When it was three years old, its instinct allowed it to fly in mid-air with aura. At that time, it seemed that the wind in the atmosphere of the world was helping it, and since then, it has gained the power to move freely.

At the age of eight,With the help of the pure green orb, it broke the barrier, and the heart gradually turned into the same pure blue as the orb under the infiltration of the aura of the orb.

To this day, with the help of the power of the jewel and the increasingly rich spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth, the whole body of Garuda has turned into golden bones, and the strength has grown to an unimaginable level. In the past few years, it can naturally be transformed into In human form, pick those wild peaches next to the huge lake named Yaochi to speed up your practice.

Feeling the power and talent that he could not help but admire by the voice on the other side of the black giant cave, Garuda slowly stood up, it sorted out his thoughts and thoughts, and the next plan: "The black giant cave I can’t believe what I said. According to them, the immortal gods and their descendants are ferocious, greedy, omnipotent monsters-they are too exaggerated and too false, they are almost the same as gluttonous. lie."

"Moreover, according to my inherited memory, those monsters and monsters are just as cruel and tight, and the voice at the other end of the black hole is no exception. Everyone is a living thing, and there is no essential difference."

"I want to use the power of the giant hole, but I also want to find an opportunity to contact those survivors, to see what their attitude towards me is, and whether they know my true origin."

Thinking of this, Garuda made up his mind: "There is not much time, my wisdom is awakened too late... just do it."

"Find an opportunity, I want to contact the descendants of those immortals."

And deep in the ruined palace, the dark cave seal is located.

In the huge black hole under the seal, a noisy sound faintly sounded, it was intertwined thoughts that were fluctuating.

"Galouro does not completely believe us. So far, it has not even attempted to open the seal. Even if it is summoning the power of our world, it only summons some weak subordinate races, and never attempts to summon anything slightly stronger. The presence."

"It's normal. No matter it's a natural god bird or a human demon god, it's not a good match. Their power, my memory in the blood is still very clear, and I can't look down on either side."

"What if Garuda is unwilling to fall to us from beginning to end? Although it is very wary of human beings, it is also wary of us."

"If the divine bird is willing to belong to us, there will be one more sacred bloodline in the clan, but if it is unwilling, it is a pity...After all, all we want is it. And the countless bloodlines hidden in the Kunlun Secret Realm. That's it."

Earth, around the Kunlun Mountains.

The night was dark, the moonlight was shrouded by thicker and thicker clouds, and the silent night sky contained only heavy snow falling.The wind blew past the pastures one after another on the plateau, and it was freezing cold.

Northwest Plateau, nomadic yak ranch, the tent in the snowy night just turned off, the gray-haired old man coaxed his young grandson to sleep, but he did not have the slightest sleepiness. Instead, he walked out of the tent and silently watched the emergency cover in front of him. Ranch, smoking a cigarette.

The old man on the plateau named Bala once left his hometown when he was young, and took his young children to the big city to fight for development, laying a little foundation.

But when his children became adults and established themselves in big cities, he followed the state policy and returned to his hometown with a large sum of money, received subsidies, and opened such a yak ranch.

Now, more than ten years later, the pasture that was not a big one has become a scale, and some old family helpers have been hired. Now the production of yak milk and beef alone is enough to continue the pasture, provide for the elderly and live in old age. .

Originally it was almost winter, and Bala wanted to move from the summer and autumn pastures to the winter and spring pastures, but because of the recent period, a large group of people came to build camps in the mountains. It is said that they are observing the ups and downs of spiritual energy and the surrounding labor is hired. The helper in the past caused the transfer process to be delayed again and again.

"Oh, the spiritual energy has recovered, and people have grown old, but such a big change has come."

Even in his later years living in the mountains, the plateau is not without signals. Bara still maintains the habit of watching the news every day, and naturally knows what is going on with Reiki recovery. He smokes a cigarette and is full of distress: "Grandson will soon be a kindergarten. At his age, the college in his hometown is not very good. It seems that he has to sell some yak and send him to study and practice in a big city."

"But this year it has snowed so much and in such a hurry, today it has been a day, and there is no time to move the pasture. There is not enough grass in this place and it is almost finished."

For nomadic pastures, the consequences of not being able to transfer pastures in time are very serious. The undernourished livestock will lose fat and no longer produce milk, and the value of their assets will be greatly reduced.

These are actually trivial things, but what makes Bala even more worried is that the abnormal snow coming this time seems to continue to fall. Although the yaks are resistant to the cold, they have not had time to prepare accordingly. Don't stop, then I don't know how much it will die.

Years of hard work, distressed!

The heavy snow cannot be transferred by people's hearts, at least not now.After so many years of running around, Bara naturally understood this truth. He was smoking a cigarette to suppress the anxiety in his heart.

But suddenly, he heard a sudden gust of wind not far away, and a yak's wailing.

The sound was very loud, like the sound of killing a pig—this is the sound of a yak.This immediately shocked Bara, subconsciously trying to pinch the cigarette in his hand, and then took out a flashlight from his waist to see the situation.

However, before he started to act, an invisible shudder and oppression spread from above his soul, making it difficult for him to act, even breathing heavily.

Reiatsu... is the Reiatsu of the dangerous and abnormal creatures introduced in the TV station!

The old man held his breath, he retracted to the side of the tent little by little, then squinted his eyes, carefully looking in the direction of the sound.

Then, he suffocated the exclamation that he wanted to make subconsciously.

Because, in the wind and snow, there was a huge golden eagle, which was smashing the yak's head with one claw. At this time, it was cutting open the yak's abdomen and eating its internal organs.

The average golden eagle is usually only about two meters away, not to mention killing cattle, even antelopes can't kill them. On weekdays hunting, at most they kill plateau wolves and other small animals.

But this golden eagle is a bit too big. Its wings are spread out, at least seven meters up, its height is almost one storey, and its wings are as bright as gold—and this gold is not only gorgeous, it can From it, the golden light flashed with a hint of hard metal cold light.

The huge golden eagle came with a gust of bad wind, its eyes flashed with dark red color, its whole body was agitated, and its two claws smashed the yak’s skull and spine respectively, and then leaned over to eat. It’s a special food, and the other yaks around didn’t even dare to move. Except for the one that was killed, they screamed at first. They didn’t even dare to make a sound. They could only get down and let the other side use themselves as food to hunt. , Dedicate your own flesh and blood.

"What kind of monster is this..."

There has always been a custom of worshiping golden eagles on the plateau. This is the sacred bird on the plateau, but the golden eagle that Bara knows is different from the huge strange bird in front of him. At least the golden eagle is not really golden—you can see it. The giant beak of this strange bird was opened and closed, and with a flick of its head, it directly pulled out the yak's backbone with flesh and blood, and then crushed and sucked the bone marrow.

This kind of power is meaningless even if you hide in a stone house.

And at this moment, the huge golden eagle's eyes turned, looked at the area where Elder Bara was, and stared at him-and at the moment of staring at the golden eagle, an extreme fear of invading the soul When it struck, Bala could only force himself to move with his tenacity, limping behind the tent, shivering like an ostrich.

But fortunately, this golden eagle doesn't seem to care about Bara, who doesn't seem to have much meat-how can humans with bony teeth have cows that taste good?It is better for human beings to be humble in this regard.It continued to bow its head and quietly eat its own "prey", and one seemed to be not enough. After eating a yak for a while, it killed another yak and continued to eat.

"No, you can't just wait for it to eat like this, it's used to eating, and it will come over to eat every day!"

"The tuition fees of grandson in the future are all on these cows!"

Thinking like this, perhaps because of his own possessions, or perhaps it was finally relieved from the spiritual pressure, the old man Bala mustered a little courage in his heart, he trembled and took out his own, and then entered a Number-the emergency signal left by the official personnel who came to warn him during the recent period.

Five minutes later.

Accompanied by the rapidly agitating helicopter, it was approaching with a roar at a speed of nearly 300 kilometers per hour. The rare golden eagle raised its head vigilantly and looked at the'steel kind' that was rapidly approaching in the sky. It flapped its wings. He jumped straight into the sky at a starting speed close to 50 meters per second, and uttered a scream, as if he was planning to declare that this was his own territory.

It is really strong.

Therefore, it is greeted by a blinding glare flashlight with a speed of 300,000 kilometers per second, a high-power sniper crossbow that flies from a distance, a series of spiritual power bullets with strong firepower coverage, and a direct shot from a helicopter. Jumped down, a muscular man like an iron tower!

Hum!In the first moment, the golden eagle was dazzled by the blinding flashlight with strong aura, and his eyes were too sensitive. The whole bird's body fell directly, and the high-powered crossbow arrows that followed shot through the golden eagle with one arrow. Wings comparable to steel, nailed its wing bones, and although a series of firepower bursts did not penetrate the flesh of a golden eagle, the continuous impact was like a heavy punch, which made it dizzy and immobile. .

A series of coordination is so subtle that the golden eagle has been completely defeated and has not yet begun to fight the reality: it does not even know who attacked it, because it was blinded from the beginning.

In nature, there is no such attack mode.

And the final killer, the shield-holding brawny who descended from the sky, shouted,'Who kicked Lao Tzu down!?'The rage slogan, and in the teammate' you slip on your own feet, don't want to rely on others!In the response of', a solid shield slammed on the behemoth's head, completely shutting it down, and completely shocked.

Soon, under the stunned gaze of the plateau old man Bala, the helicopter landed, and the other three heavily armed operatives quickly jumped out. They pulled a large net with barbed electric shock devices, and firmly stunned the animal. The tragic giant eagle in the past was tied up and then tied under the pod of the helicopter. One of the young and friendly young people with a smile noticed his presence, and then quickly approached him, and then handed out a score sheet. .

"Xijing Qinxing Academy, the emergency response team No. 1 is here for you. For the loss suffered by the attack of the spirit beasts, you can use this certificate to go to the official department to apply for compensation according to the market price. Are you satisfied with this service? Tick ​​here, thank you for your cooperation~"

The old man Bala couldn't make the transition from the bloody beast studio to the current scene that is quite acclaimed by the online store. Seeing the enthusiastic smile of the handsome young man in front of him, the dazed old man could only open his mouth and nod his head silently. After taking the pen, I subconsciously ticked a red tick representing full marks on all options.

Get credits!The youth's smile became more sincere.

"The surrounding mountains are not very flat. If you can, please don’t stay around for a long time. If you are still attacked, then don’t try to resist, hide and call our emergency number. Within 3 to 10 minutes, an emergency response team will inevitably arrive. ——Remember, life is the most important thing."

After confirming that the scoring was completed, the young handsome man let out a sigh of relief. He smiled and warned, then returned to the team, leaving behind the old man who hadn’t figured out what happened for a while, boarded the helicopter, dragged The giant bird in shock leaves.

Vaguely can still hear the complaints from the team.

"How many heads are these? The whole bird and spirit beasts of the Northwest Plateau have come over?" This is the voice of a brawny man in the iron tower: "If I really believe in the academy, what' can I do for a while? ', this has never been idle since the first day, right?"

"Count this head, the fifth head, relax the snacks, this is at least five credits! And these spirit beasts fly all the way toward the ruins without hurting people." That was the voice of the young man: "And it is rare to capture so many Lingniao can also deepen our teamwork ability... the most important thing is to have credits!"

The other two people in the team didn't speak, they were extremely cold and full of temperament.

...

Inside the Kunlun camp, the sound is noisy.

"The students' enthusiasm for labor is very high, and they are rewarded with credits. Even if they are usually lazy, they have exploded out of their ability to act far beyond normal."

"The enthusiasm of the student years, I think back then, my tutor also used the test to add points to trick us into voluntary labor. This time it is my turn."

"Don't talk nonsense. This is called a test of your xinxing! Can things that test your xinxing also be called deceiving people to work?"

For a while, the camp was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

Since the Kunlun Secret Realm opened the gap, the relevant observers in the spiritual part of the northwestern region have discovered that the entire northwestern part of the Zhengguo and even the raptor spirit beasts in the surrounding countries are all flying towards the Kunlun Secret Realm. , There are also other spirit beasts approaching the Kunlun Ruins, but they can't fly and their mobility is poor, so they haven't reached the alert range for the time being.

This is too obvious a sign that it loses the value of guessing and analysis, but anyone who is not blind knows that in the Kunlun Secret Realm, at least one of the inheritance of the'Avian Demon God' is activated.

"The fastest birds are basically golden eagles, or birds with golden wings—according to ancient books...In fact, no ancient books are needed. Anyone who knows a little bit of common sense can see that there should be The'Golden-winged Roc Bird Inheritance' that has long been lost."

In the camp, Bai Canglang's tone was full of joy: "And judging from other types of spirit beasts that come and go, there are many demon gods inheritance in the Kunlun Secret Realm, and it is basically certain! The resurrection of the Taoism is now!"

"But there are other beings in it, this is also certain, Canglang, don't be too happy too early." A bald old man who is already very old, said slowly, he is the head of the Xuanwu family, the generation of Xuan Family: "Careful. Think about it, the inheritance has been activated to this level. Maybe there is already a living Dapeng goldwing bird in it, and at least it has an extraordinary level of strength. As for the example, isn't Professor Su?"

When talking about this, all the researchers in Daying subconsciously turned their heads and looked at Su Zhou who was eating roast chicken.

"What do you mean?" After all, it was Su Zhou, who was stared at by a dozen people, and he could still eat. He didn't stop eating at all. He just shook the air with spiritual power and said, "Why all turned to look at me?"

Before opening the ruins, a drop of blood was dripped, so today he has to eat several times the amount to make up for it-anyway, it is the official food that does not eat for nothing.

I have to say that this time the cook is really good, the chicken is delicious and juicy, the entrance is refreshing and not greasy, he can eat 10 more!

"Gold-winged birds eat five hundred dragons every day, and one dragon king..." Bai Canglang coughed, and the long-haired young man from the White Tiger family explained: "Although that is the legend from Zhu Kingdom, where the dragon is a snake, It's also a naga, it's a translation problem... But the Dapeng Golden Winged Bird is a localized Garuda of Zheng Kingdom, and maybe it really has some restraint on dragons."

"And when you advanced to the extraordinary, didn't you also attract a place of dragon species? In the South China Sea, a large number of sea beasts were gathered, just like the dragon king... This time the Kunlun Ruins opened the vision, it is estimated that the situation is similar. , This shows that this Dapeng Golden Winged bird has at least the strength of an extraordinary order, and even... an extraordinary high order is not impossible."

"Otherwise, Professor Su, how about adjusting the order of entering the ruins a little bit backward?" This is Bai Canglang's euphemistic suggestion.

"Are you looking down on me?" This was a pretended response.

Although everyone knew that this was Su Zhou's joking response, they all knew what Su Zhou meant—obviously, he still insisted on exploring in the secret realm in the first batch.

It is also in line with Su Zhou's young, energetic and extremely confident personality. If he doesn't do this, he won't look like him anymore.

But at this time, Su Zhou was quite interested in his heart and asked: "Yala Yala~ You said that your blood is the source of dragons and snakes. Do you mean that you eat when you restrain the dragon's special attacks, and you will also restrain the snake. Eat it?"

"So what?" Yala replied a little uncomfortably: "Don't put this kind of karma on me-which incarnation of a great existence has never been deflated? Look at the incarnation of the World Tree, the built wooden quilt People have chopped down, and the Nine Realms Tree has been gnawed by dragons. This is a normal evolution."

And Su Zhou's leisurely voice sounded: "But I remember that in the legends of all realms, there are legends of giant birds catching snakes-have you really been beaten by a hang?"

"..."

Yala closed himself up, but Su Zhou also got the news he wanted--it seems that if there is a Dapeng Golden Winged bird in the ruins, it might be a little bit attributed. Restrain him.

"It's not a big problem. After all, I'm just a human with the blood of Yarra, and I'm not really a dragon."

Thinking of this, Su Zhou didn’t have the slightest burden in his heart: “Compared to this, it’s better to think about it. When I enter the Kunlun Secret Realm a few days later, how can I seize the opportunity to see'Pan Tao' or'Jianmu' 'Where is it."

A few days later.

2015, October 3, 9:15 am.

A total of eight teams to enter the secret realm have been prepared, waiting quietly before the entrance of the secret realm on the top of the mountain.

And above the sky, the looming image of another world is almost real at this time, is gradually approaching the earth, and it seems that it will be completely connected.

Kunlun Secret Realm is right in front of you.

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