Chapter 240: Things that are worse than beasts

"Where did this person come from? Have you heard of it before?"

The Wind God Wingdras Alien's wings remained towering, and its huge body did not cause any wind sounds at all, but it floated more than ten meters above the ground and stood. It can be seen that the use of wind-type magic has indeed reached a terrifying level in the use of wind-type magic.

"I haven't seen it before."

Standing on the spacious back of the Wind God's Pterodactyl Alien, one left and one right, he replied in the spirit of the dry bones: "The dark swamp is very different from the north and south. The lords in the south of our south are either allied or opposed, but they have no intersection with these lords in the north."

"Sir, who are you?"

Shariman's face seemed to have returned to calm, but the panic in his eyes could not be concealed.

"Don't I say it clearly enough?" Li Junshan smiled and said, "With any high-level monsters, crystal cores, artifacts and treasures, take them out. I'm here to rob them."

"Uh" Shariman couldn't help but raise his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead. He thought it was too much to surrender directly in one meeting. Although the people did not dare to resist due to violent rule, the influence on him was quite serious under the intentional exaggeration or suppression of other lords.

Resist, but Shariman couldn't raise his confidence. If he didn't mention a holy monster, just the terrifying aura around the Black River Valley, Shariman felt that there were at least a few level seven or eight monsters guarding all sides, not to mention that there were two people on the back of the holy monster who couldn't figure out his strength.

"Where did this person come out?" Shariman's head was as big as a fight.

"Who are these people? Your daughter?" Li Junshan looked at the dozen little girls behind Shariman with interest. Although the races were different, these little girls all had beautiful appearances. To describe them in one word from their previous life, they were very "cute".

Shariman's face was covered in cold sweat, but he stuttered but didn't say anything.

Li Junshan's eyes swept into the middle of the Bull Demon, looking at the fox girl wearing red clothes held by Qiao Luo in his hand, the fox girl who looked a few years older than Komaru, and a fire immediately burst into his heart.

"Today is your happy day?" Li Junshan's eyes slashed towards Shariman like a sharp blade.

Shariman's throat was dry and he nodded awkwardly.

"Is she a bride?" Li Junshan pointed his hand at the fox girl Carmela, who was full of panic among the two rows of wolf demons.

Although she didn't know what the bride meant, Shariman could guess it, but she nodded.

"Bastard." Li Junshan was furious. Shariman's body was posing here. The dozen people behind him, including the one who is today, were still some little girls. Li Junshan couldn't imagine what kind of scene it was.

I used to hear Loliguan, but I didn't expect to see such a perverted Loliman in this other world. When I saw the dozen girls behind Shariman looking at him smartly with begging eyes, Li Junshan's anger erupted.

"roar!"

The entire Black River Valley was immediately covered by huge beast roars, and several huge shadows floated up in the sky on all sides, including big black and small black, lion and dragon aliens, winged fire snake aliens, and wind vulture aliens. Several aliens that were originally ambushed outside the valley, fearing that there would be some aliens who escaped the net. After receiving the angry spiritual exchange of Li Junshan, they spread their wings and flew over.

Sha Liman's heart kept falling from her chest and falling into her asshole. At this moment, he felt like he fell into an ice cellar.

"Things that are worse than beasts." Li Junshan cursed angrily: "You can also fucking do these little girls who are your great-granddaughters."

"Swish!" The Wind God Winged Dragon alien opened its mouth and spitted out two blue lights, but it was not a wind blade. The green wind element directly formed two spears, which were even more sharp and faster than lightning. The two rows stood upright. After the alien appeared, the wolf demon, who was at a loss, was immediately in trouble.

None of them could react in neatly arranged them. The two wind guns shot directly from the chests of the two wolf demons at the end of the stone platform, almost instantly rushing through the chests of the two rows of wolf demons, bringing out a mass of blood mist and a terrifying penetrating wound.

The last wolf demon was pierced through the chest by a wind gun, and before the first wolf demon could fall down, none of the fatal attacks could react or scream.

The wind gun with green light dissipated in the air. With a "thump" sound, more than 300 wolf demons had exactly the same penetrating wounds on their chests, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a dead body.

The white fur covered on the ground was immediately submerged by scarlet blood. Joro was still holding his granddaughter Carmela's hand and stood on the bright red carpet, both of them stunned.

"This is the strength of the holy monster"

Before the Sharimann people even stood up, they were trembling as if they were walking on thin ice, and their pupils were almost on the verge of the explosion.

Shariman had a premonition, and he was even sure that today's happy event would turn into a funeral.

The lord is worthy of being a lord. Shariman's status is not just based on outstanding wisdom, but his strength is the guarantee for survival in the dark swamp.

"call!"

With a violent gust of wind, a dazzling green light shot out from the big red robe on Shariman's chest and hit the ground below the stone platform, and a huge monster immediately appeared.

Li Junshan took a look and found that he did not feel the terrifying aura similar to the Wind God Dragon in this monster. The monster with a length of more than ten meters and a height of eight meters was like a turtle creature.

The turtle shell is as tall as a hill. The black turtle shell that shines like metal is extremely mysterious. The limbs and head of this big turtle are covered with wrinkles and are extremely thick.

Unlike the turtle that Li Junshan had seen in his previous life, there was a spiral horn growing on the head of this big black turtle, which did not appear very hard. Li Junshan could clearly see the horn squirming, just like flesh.

"Demon Turtle." The sound of the dead bone sounded in Li Junshan's heart: "I didn't expect that this lord actually had a rare sub-dragon monster."

"Is it a level nine?" Li Junshan stared at Shariman and took out a big sword from somewhere, and asked Du Gu in his heart.

"No, it's considered a level 8 monster. However, in terms of earth-based magical ability and ultimately powerful physical defense, even if the demon turtle cannot kill a level 9 monster, it will not be easy for the level 9 monster to kill it." Kurt bone explained.

However, the two of them had time to talk, and did not see the Shariman, whose body was expanding rapidly as if he was cheering up.

"Swoosh" the three of them quickly swept down from the back of the Wind God's Wingd Dragon Alien. Li Jun touched the ground and released the Bemon Alien. He noticed that the rich magic elements quickly gathered around the demon turtle. Obviously, the dragon turtle was preparing a terrifying earth-type magic.

Shariman, who was urging the blood of the demons in his body to obtain greater strength, could hardly control the power in his body. The Bemon alien looked very much like the body of the Bemon giant beast, causing cold sweats on his back.

"Give it all!" Shariman's fear turned into anger. Under the extreme fear, everyone's reaction was nothing more than collapse or added with inexplicable tragic courage.

"roar!"

As soon as the Bemon alien appeared, his huge body bent forward slightly, and rushed towards the demon turtle with a strong sound of wind.

The earth was trembling with a huge rumbling sound. The Shariman people sat by the stone platform, watching the steel cup and silver plate in front of them tremble violently, just like the end of the earthquake. They had no intention of resisting or responding to the call of the lord, but they didn't dare to move.

Of course, some of the confidants responded to the lord's roar, but when they just twisted out and didn't even take a step, they were instantly killed by several flying aliens in the air.

Whether it was turned into an ice sculpture by the lion dragon's ice arrow, or it was liquefied into pus by the black acid, or it was lit by the sky lantern by the winged fire snake, seeing this terrifying scene, no one dared to move again.

Shaliman's men with the strength of the Saint War Saint looked at each other for a few moments, and did not take action in a tacit understanding.

Whether it is robbery or fighting for territory, they are nothing more than lackeys. It is not much difference for them who is a lord, but saving their lives is the most important thing.

Qiao Luo didn't dare to move. The old fox man held his little granddaughter's hand and stood in the middle of the corpses all over the ground, allowing blood to spread under his feet, and his whole body was shaking like a sieve.

Compared to him, his little granddaughter Carmela was much calmer. The scene in front of her changed. Thinking that at least she didn't have to marry this devil in human skin now, she was frightened and she felt happy.

The magic of the demon turtle has not been cast yet, and in fact, Shariman did not expect it to complete the magic. The power of the instant magic is limited. This magic turtle with some wisdom is driven by the master, and is obviously preparing for large-scale magic.

The Bemon Alien's punch at the demon turtle's head suddenly changed direction and hit the demon turtle's back. At the same time, a sharp stone spear was erected on the ground and stabbed the Bemon Alien's crotch hard.

The demon turtle gave up the casting of large magic. Facing the attack of Bimon's alien terrifying giant fist, it subconsciously fired a spear.

"Bang!"

Amid the violent impact, the Bemon alien's punch that could open a gold-breaking stone failed to crack the magic turtle shell. Amid a rapid oscillating buzzing sound, everyone found that the magic turtle shell was actually trembling with difficulty, just like a drum face beaten by huge force.

The ground spear that stabbed the Bemon Alien failed to hit the point. The free tailbone behind it "swooshed" and thrust into the crotch. The stone spear was far less hard than the turtle shell, and it was hit by the Bemon Alien Alien's tailbone into powder.

The poor demon turtle faced the huge force that was pressed down by the giant mountain, and its head and limbs were spasming and trembling. Its skin was far less hard than the tortoise shell. The folds covered with skin were rising and falling like waves in the tremor.

The limbs and tail were quickly retracted into the turtle shell, and the second punch of the Bemon alien also hit violently.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang bang" Bemon alien, who had a strong temper, jumped up several meters high and smashed his fists at the same time.

Everyone's eyelids twitched. They could no longer see how many fists the Bemon alien had smashed. Although the turtle shell had not cracked, the turtle's huge moan had become inaudible from the beginning.

The ground where the demon turtle was staying had completely collapsed and cracked, and half of his body seemed to be squeezed underground.

"I was here to rob, but you want me to kill someone." Li Junshan's eyes swept over the Bemon alien, and in his mental sense ordered it to stop the crazy attack. The perverted hard defense of the Demon Turtle shell made him interested.

"call out!"

The Wind God Wingdow Alien was already ready to move. After receiving the mental command, it opened its lips and exposed a blue wind ball. The high-speed rotating airflow turned into a half-moon-like blade with the sharp sound of wind. It flashed and disappeared in an instant, and it arrived in front of Shariman, whose body had just stopped expanding from dozens of meters away.

Shariman, who was already four meters tall, gritted his teeth and raised his sword to meet him. The big sword that he was proud of was broken by the wind blade. The wind blade, which slightly changed direction, flew out against his right shoulder.

"when!"

Amid the pain, Shariman's right arm and body separated, and the sword fell on the stone platform with his clinging to the sword.
Chapter completed!