"Mystical power—Roaring Heaven!"
The Taoist Dog laughed grimly, and the more he laughed, the more arrogant and crazy his voice became.
The people in the Demon Dog Path live like dogs. If they have no strength, they are treated like dogs. If they have strength, they are still ridiculed.
Are they willing
Are they willing
If you have orthodox cultivation methods, if you have enough talent, if you have superb magical powers.
Who the hell is willing to be a dog? Who the hell is willing to practice this bullshit demon dog path
Going the way is ordinary, going against the way is immortal!
There was a look of madness on the face of the Taoist Dog. This was his lifelong purpose as a demon dog. If he did not have talent, he would create talent. If he did not have secret methods, he would create secret methods.
Even if their actions are despised by others, what does it matter
So what if their actions are regarded as evil by others
My own strength is the real strength!
As the Taoist Dog shook hands, the huge dog beside him slowly stood up, immediately frightening the three young men in front of him who had never seen a scene of killing.
The drawn sword trembled and almost fell to the ground.
Seeing this scene, the Taoist Dog laughed out loud, with a mocking look on his face, "Haha, what makes you embark on the path to immortality?"
Without experiencing fighting or struggling, just practicing at home is just fancy moves.
A bunch of trash.
His eyes turned cold, and he was about to deal with the three people in front of him, but the giant dog next to him grunted, showing its sharp teeth, and stared into the distance motionlessly.
"Is there something going on?"
The Taoist Dog looked over slowly and saw a hand crawling out of the hole. It was actually the big black dog from before.
It's impossible. I just used my magical power to pierce its heart!
He said in a hoarse voice, "How could you still be alive? I just ripped your heart out."
"Maybe my heart is not on the left." Russell stood up slowly and said nonchalantly.
Looking at his empty chest with only two arms lying there, Gou Daoren began to doubt his life.
If the heart is neither on the left nor on the right, then where is it
Is it in...
His eyes kept looking down, looking between Russell's legs. Haha, it was really too weird.
"I forgot to ask you something!"
Russell patted the dust stuck on his body with his hands and asked with interest, "Your magical power should be more than Xuan level."
This strange fluctuation and the speed that made him unable to react were definitely not simple.
"It's definitely not Xuanji, but Di level!"
The dog Taoist grinned and said, "If you are willing to join the Demon Dog Dao, I can give it to you for free."
The voice was full of temptation. This was a secret earth-level magical skill. Looking throughout the world, no one else could possess it except the imperial family.
If other people were to inherit such magical powers, they would probably have to think twice.
Perhaps for the black dog in front of him, this is simply a huge opportunity, and there is no inheritance more suitable than this!
"As long as you join, it will be given to you for free. I mean what I say."
Taoist Dog narrowed his eyes slightly. As long as he could trick the black dog into his sect, train it well, and purify its bloodline, then...
His smile couldn't help but become more weird.
But the next moment, Gou Daoren's dream was shattered. He only heard Russell say lightly, "As long as I kill you, I can still get it."
"You're looking for death!"
The Taoist Dog's eyes became colder and colder, and the giant dog beside him slammed the ground with its paws. A huge rock was shaken up and rushed towards Russell with a sharp sound of wind.
Russell clasped his claws together, and a vast golden light poured out from his body. The jungle behind him kept shaking, and countless branches entangled him, and a green giant rose from the ground.
The wooden man waved his hand, and his huge palm smashed the boulder into pieces. The vigorous momentum immediately enveloped the entire mountain, making the giant dog uneasy and constantly showing its teeth.
Russell sat cross-legged quietly on the wooden man's shoulder, looking at his long and slender nails leisurely, and spoke very gently.
"In reincarnation, if the King of Hell asks who killed you, don't forget that your grandfather is called Black Emperor. Remember, don't look for the wrong person!"
The Taoist Dog snorted angrily and looked at the wooden man that was more than ten feet in front of him. In the end, he did not utter any harsh words. The magical power surging in his body showed that his heart was not at peace.
"Roaring Sky!"
The giant dog stomped its palm on the ground and instantly turned into a black shadow, and its claws whistled towards Russell.
"Demon Subduing Platform!"
Russell looked indifferently at the howling giant dog. With a thought, the wooden man slowly raised his hands, and a magic platform condensed in the air.
The wooden man is already large, and the spells he uses are exceptionally massive. The gigantic demon-suppressing platform is almost like a small mountain.
It fell from the sky, leaving a large shadow on the ground.
The Demon Subduing Platform glowed with golden light, and countless rays of light descended like a curtain of light, enveloping the giant dog and blocking all its escape routes.
"Bang!"
The collision produced a low explosion sound. The giant dog was really powerful. Its two paws were pressed against the Demon-Suppressing Platform, and it was shaken back. Every time its paws fell, the whole mountain would tremble.
"Uncle Simu once told me something."
Russell held his head with his hands, and looked at the giant dog who was constantly holding on under the Demon Subduing Seal leisurely, "As long as the dog is disobedient, just keep beating it, and it will be obedient."
In an instant, the wooden man suddenly turned his hand back, and the Demon Subduing Platform was instantly lifted up, as if the earth was turning upside down, and smashed heavily towards the giant dog again.
With a loud bang, the giant dog could no longer bear it and was smashed into the ground. The light and shadow on its body also dimmed.
The wooden man did not stop his movements, but instead smashed down again and again. With each smash, the Taoist dog's expression turned paler, and finally he spat out a mouthful of blood, and the giant dog turned directly into a spot of light.
Seed of magical power!
He panicked instantly, and quickly made hand gestures, trying to summon back the seed of magical power.
If you have the seeds of the Tiangang and Disha magical powers, practicing them will undoubtedly be twice as effective with half the effort.
Just like the Yellow Turban warriors descending from the sky, with a carrier, the stronger the carrier, the stronger the power will be.
He spent ten full years cultivating the seed of Xiaotian's magical power. Ten years!
Russell raised the corner of his mouth, and swung the wooden man's arm down heavily, like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, and directly knocked the dog Taoist away.
The gorgeous magical seed slowly floated towards him.
Just at this moment, an uninvited guest showed up.
I saw a yellow silk cloth coming out from nowhere and directly wrapping around the magical seed. It was obvious that it wanted to snatch the magical seed.
"Amitabha, this seed of supernatural power is a dangerous thing. You, the donor, cannot control it. Come, let me, the Buddha, subdue it!"