Does it really have nothing to do with Xu Xian? Of course not. The horror of the mother-child eyes is that it is repeated conception, which makes people want to die of (harmony) and move towards spiritual collapse in endless panic.

Ximen Ya, who was once the most victimized, has not yet been freed from misfortune, which is a clear proof.

Once, Chu Feng was bored and used his spiritual sense to check it out. He never thought that more than three hundred years later, Ximen Duck had created a race that had reproduced to the extreme.

"Xu Xian, I have fought with you!"

The flying tiger who thought he was fooled had exhausted his entire life and rushed in the air, like a fierce beast, and was unstoppable.

However, no matter what is hit by the mother's eyes, whether it is human, animal, plant, or utensil, it cannot escape the fate of being weakened to the end.

Bang, a muffled sound! The huge body of the flying tiger fell to the ground, causing dust to fly, and his two sharp wings drooped down.

"Oh, the little boy understands, you're the second child"

Xu Xian, who was dragging a 14-meter-long machete, said something that almost made Feihu vomit blood.

"Ben, I will definitely kill you."

Feihu gritted his teeth in anger, and his eyes shed tears of sadness. I thought that Feihu was also a famous demon king in the demon clan. Today, he was not aware of it and fell into the hands of a small person, and was even made torn a big belly.

"Young Master guess you won't give birth to a second child for a while. You can lie on the ground to keep your baby safe and don't move anymore, so as not to get rid of the fetal aura."

Xu Xian laughed and after instructing Feihu, he dragged a 14-meter-long machete toward the location where Jigong, Shenlong and Fuhu Arhat were located.

On one side is a young man dressed as a scholar, dragging a 14-meter machete, and on the other side are two monks in one-stop, the scene is particularly touching.

"Xu Xian, you have to drag such a long sword and want to fight. I advise you to take back the strange magical power immediately. This is my last advice. Once you take action, you will be distracted and you will die without a place to bury yourself."

Seeing that his mount was so cruel, the last trace of Buddha nature in the heart of the Fuhu Arhat disappeared. He ignored the look of Jigong beside him and issued a naked warning.

Xu Xian stopped as if he didn't hear it, stared at the fourteen-foot-foot machete in his hand, frowned and said, "It's too long, just a little smaller."

After the words came, the fourteen-meter-long machete turned into twelve feet.

"Smaller"

Xu Xian showed joy, and this thing seemed to be able to grow bigger and smaller as his thoughts became.

This time, the machete became nine feet.

"No matter how small it is, no matter how small..."

The machete finally becomes one meter long, very convenient.

"Machete, machete, as my wish, big"

Xu Xian muttered something, but said no hello, and slashed it out with one knife.

The one-meter-long machete, the moment it swung it, turned into a hundred-meter-long giant sword, and with the sound of oppressing the air, slashed at the Tiger Arhat.

Because the gap in cultivation was too big, the amazing knife did not hit, leaving only a huge crack on the ground.

With cracks as the center, continuous explosions occur.

"Good knife"

Xu Xian stroked the machete that turned ten feet long, with a doting look on his face, as if touching his son.

"Xu Xian, since you are seeking death, I will help you."

The Hu Luohan was completely angry and threw out his natal magic weapon, rosary beads, and fought against Xu Xian from afar.

Xu Xian used a machete to fight the rosary of the Huhu Arhat, while squinting his eyes while looking at the opportunity. The look of the waiting time made the Huhu Arhat have to leave some strength to protect himself during the fight.

The two temporarily entered a stalemate.

Jigong, who was standing by the side, still stood still and did not move. With his identity, he could not do it with Fuhu Luohan.

The dragon had no concerns about this. The flying tiger's experience made it feel like something hurt its kind. Seeing that Xu Xian's attention was all on the Huhu Arhat, it sucked the cold son and launched an attack.

The huge dragon body shows an unprecedented dexterity, and its speed is incredibly fast.

"Xu Xian, die!"

On this side, the Huhu Arhat suddenly burst out with murderous intent and crushed it with powerful magic power.

Xu Xian, who rolled out, narrowed his eyes without hesitation and released the power of the mother and mother river.

The tragic incident happened. Fuhu Luohan's head was slightly tilted, and the mother and child water vapor accidentally hit the dragon that came up.

"Fuhu, what is this? Could it be?"

The dragon, which remained still, had a rapid voice and a little trembling.

The Fuhu Luohan, whose body was also frozen, looked sympathetic and blameless.

"I guessed it right, it was the one who hit Feihu just now. I am fighting Xu Xian. What do you come and do it?"

The ball is over!

The dragon's eyes were instantly covered with sad tears. If I hadn't known it, it would have been enough for the flying tiger to be unlucky, but now it is added.

Bang!

The dragon's huge body fell to the ground, and its abdomen swelled up, as if it was swallowing a hill in its stomach.

The flying tiger, who was lying on the ground and unable to move, heard the movement, raised his head and saw that the dragon was also hit, and his eyes instantly showed relief.

This kind of good thing is finally not the only one who enjoys it.

"Flying Tiger, you"

Feihu's eyes made Shenlong very uncomfortable.

"Shenlong, you should be prepared for delivery. According to my experience, your first child will come soon."

Feihu seriously reminds Shenlong that he is worthy of being a monster who is about to have a second child.

"Sing"

The dragon's sad tears could no longer be suppressed, and it flowed out of its eyes, and soon a puddle formed on the ground.

On the other hand, Xu Xian and Fuhu Arhat formed a stalemate. Xu Xian's cultivation was not good, but his elusive eyes were too powerful and could hardly resist the front. He attacked behind the scenes, and Fuhu Arhat was disdainful of doing this.

It can be said that if the Eighteen Arhats had not held their own identities, no matter which one came out, they would have dealt with Xu Xian long ago.

"Dragon, how are you?"

After all, it was a trick to help me, and Fuhu Luohan asked with concern.

"I feel like I'm about to give birth"

The dragon's abdomen once again swelled, not like a child.

"You're in trouble"

Feihu's tone was full of sympathy.

"Xu Xian, Xu Xian, I have something to say"

Fearing that the dragons that were born with a bunch of machetes, he said hurriedly.

"you say?"

Xu Xian looked at the dragon that was exactly the same as in the mythology and legends, with a strange expression. This thing seemed not as powerful as the legend, and was even stepped under his feet as a mount.

"Xu Xian, as long as you take back this magical power, I will turn around and leave and will no longer participate in this matter."

The dragon guarantees the way.

Xu Xian smiled and looked at the dragon like a fool.

"Divine Dragon, you are just a mount and you can leave as long as you want, and don't ask whether the dragon-subduing Arhat agrees. Besides, I heard from the master that joining the demon clan in Buddhism has made a big mistake. When you get the protection of the Buddhist sect, you will also lose your freedom."

The dragon's expression froze, and he was indeed not good at lying.

"Dragon, you can't deceive this kid."

Feihu on the side shook his head.

"What should I do?"

Shenlong's tone was worried.

"Prepare to have a child, I have a second child."

Feihu looked like he accepted his fate.
Chapter completed!