When Da Mao heard that the old guy actually called him a wild dog, his face suddenly sank.
Then he walked slowly towards the short old man.
"go away!"
The short old man was so upset. How could he have time to deal with a wild dog?
"Do you want to just walk away like this?"
Da Mao suddenly spoke.
The short old man was startled.
He turned to look at Da Mao.
"So you are a monster, just a dog monster. How dare you pretend to be in front of me?" .??.
"Do you know who I am?"
The short old man didn't take Da Mao seriously at all.
In his opinion, a dog can be cultivated into a monster.
That's still a dog.
Among the monster clan, there are no powerful dog monsters at all.
Even though cats and dogs have become demons, they are still at the bottom of the demon clan.
He is a strong man who aspires to be the top, so naturally he doesn't even bother to look at such a low-level monster.
Da Mao's face was expressionless.
"Secretly attacking my master, this person is your role model."
Da Mao pointed at Meng Shenji, who was lying on the ground and still talking nonsense.
The short old man was startled.
Then his pupils shrank.
"Who the hell are you?"
Da Mao was naturally too lazy to answer.
He raised his hand and slapped it out with his paw.
The short old man was about to react.
But he found that his body was stagnant and he couldn't move at all.
As if stuck in a quagmire.
"What?"
The short old man turned pale in horror.
I am in the later stage of aspiration.
Even a semi-saint strong person would not be able to completely imprison his body in an instant.
unless
Could this dog in front of me be a terrifying existence in the realm of demon saints?
The short old man couldn't believe that this big, yellow-haired dog that looked so ordinary could actually be a dog demon?
Isn’t this too outrageous?
The Holy Realm Monster Clan has not appeared for many years.
Even if there are still some ancient demon clans, it’s not necessarily possible that there will be holy realm demon clans, right?
Where did this dog come from?
And could the owner in its mouth be the Beichuan Divine Envoy?
Seeing Da Mao's claws raised again, the short old man was frightened and panicked.
"etc"
pity.
Da Mao will not stop.
The dog's paw fell down lightly.
puff!!!
The short old man suddenly felt as if he had been hit hard.
Blood gushes out from the mouth.
Click click click!!!
The short old man's legs exploded immediately.
I was already short, but now I feel better.
The legs are gone.
Only half of his body is left.
The short old man was lying on the ground, twitching all over, but he was not dead.
Da Mao did not kill the short old man.
It's not that it can't be done.
But it's not necessary.
If he really wanted to kill this short old man, a little more force from Da Mao's claws would be enough to smash his body and soul into pieces.
However, although the short old man was not shot to death.
But it is no different from death.
All his cultivation was ruined by Da Mao.
Both legs are gone.
Although his life was saved, he was a cripple from now on.
This is undoubtedly a huge blow to a strong man who has cultivated to such a level.
It can definitely be considered a torture that is worse than life.
Da Mao turned around and left.
The figure disappeared from the spot.
Only a miserable little old man was left.
And a lunatic who is still talking in his sleep.
One is disabled.
One is stupid.
After a while.
The short old man regained some strength and tremblingly took out a jade slip from his storage bag.
Crush it.
It didn't take long.
A stream of light flew from a distance.
It fell to the short old man and Meng Shenji.
It is the Three-Eyed Heavenly Lord!
As soon as Sanmu Tianjun landed on the ground, he saw the two people on the ground.
Suddenly he was shocked.
"Junior brother!!!"
To be continued...