God level Bull Demon King

Chapter 47 Willing to gamble and admit defeat
"Is it necessary to make a fuss about a mere mortal four-element array?"

Xiaoqing exercised the right of deputy cave master, waved Captain Zhutou to leave, and turned to look at the old crow jumping around strangely, feeling incomprehensible.

After all, this period of time together made Xiaoqing know that this old crow was not just an ordinary person. His profound knowledge and unique insights were astonishing.Of course, the obscenity is also horrifying.

The old crow pursed his mouth, with a mournful face, and even his feathers drooped. Looking up at the soft rain, he still wailed:

"The master said this, it's so unscientific!"

yes!Originally, the old crow and Tang Meng gambled against each other. The old crow thought it was a foolproof thing, but Tang Meng used the spirit stone to set it up first.Well, the spirit stone is indeed rare and hard to see, so the old crow recognized it.

But, where did that little bull demon get the formation?Moreover, this is such a weird drop from the sky, even if it is a mere four-element formation, but this frankly is a formation!

In this way, wouldn't Uncle Wu lose!

And the loss was messy, the loss was unclear, the loss was delayed, and the loss was powerless.

No, the current old crow is just a crow that has been poured with boiling water, and feels that a layer of skin is about to be peeled off. Looking at the 180 little monsters on Jilei Mountain, Uncle Wu feels that the sky is falling.

There are many little wild boar demons here, which means that this group of little demons are no longer as stupid as pigs, they are simply stupid pigs!
Such a group of authentic little monsters, let them learn to fight, this is no longer asking for trouble, it is simply asking for death.

"If you commit evil yourself, you can't live!"

Uncle Wu sighed deeply, nodded firmly towards Xiaoqing, and then raised his voice in a strange voice——

"The little demons of Jilei Mountain, assemble!"

Rumbling--

Bursts of thunder-like bangs spread throughout Jilei Mountain. All the little monsters and monster soldiers went straight to Moyun Cave as if they were possessed, except for a group of little monsters guarding the mountain gate.

Xiaoqing opened her round mouth so wide that it could fit a walnut into it.This old crow was so unbelievable that he summoned all the little demons from Jilei Mountain with one voice, even the five major leaders, and the turtle even rolled all the way over.

Of course, except Xiaoqing!
The haze on the old crow's face was swept away, and he looked proudly at the five teams of little demons in front of him. This is the privilege of his senior advisor. After all, an advisor is equivalent to a teacher. When the teacher calls in the school, which student dare not come immediately.

Of course, you don't have to come, either your parents are on the school board, or you planned to quit!
Zhu Tou looked blankly at Uncle Wu and Deputy Cave Master Xiaoqing, wondering who summoned him in such a haste that he didn't even give him a chance to finish gnawing the last bone.

So, he asked directly:
"My lords, what are your orders for summoning your subordinates!"

The old crow's face turned dark, and everyone said that those who are close to vermilion are red and those who are close to ink are black. Sure enough, this dead pig has been with that little bull demon for a long time, and their words are so cunning.What the hell, where did the two adults come from, and you are the only one, okay?

The narrow-minded Uncle Wu has since blacklisted Zhu Tou.

The self-satisfied pig head suddenly doesn't know that his day of suffering is coming soon.

Xiaoqing, who originally planned to return to Qingyun Pavilion in Moyun Cave, also stood curiously in front of the Zhenshan Monument, blinking her eyes at the old crow and the neat team of little demons. She had a feeling that a good show was about to be staged up.

"Cough cough..."

The old crow cleared its throat, walked in the void, put its wings behind its back, raised its head high, and said loudly:
"Listen, when Tang Meng left, he asked the uncle to train you well. Of course, these are all for your own good."

"However, why do you have to train you?" The old crow shook its head, stretched out a wing, and pointed at the pig's head, cheap turtle, Huaying, Erpi, and Yindao one by one, and finally cursed bitterly:

"Because you guys are too frustrated!"

A buzzing sound resounded in the square, the little demons whispered to each other, and Yin Dao and Hua Ying glared at each other.Without him, Yin Dao was unconvinced. In his mind, this old crow didn't seem to have any great qualities except for his particularly damaged mouth.
As for Huaying, it was because of the pride rooted in his heart. In his heart, he had to obey the orders of Cave Master Tang Meng, and also the orders of Captain Zhutou. Why?Who let him be beaten several times by the pig's head!

Of course, Deputy Cave Master Xiaoqing had to obey his orders, but that was because the other party had a higher position than him, and it had nothing to do with other things.

The old crow rolled his eyeballs, and he knew this well. The endless years made his eyes comparable to the golden eyes, and they pointed directly to people's hearts.

In this regard, he stretched out his wings directly, and said lightly:

"verb: move!"

In an instant, the 180 little demons and five demon soldiers felt an unspeakable wave coming from the void. Then, they all started running involuntarily, and soon they arranged themselves into five plum blossoms. , the field is neat and noisy.

The unspeakable dullness made Zhutou want to roar a few times, but when he opened his mouth, he heard gasps.

hum-

What the hell, this dead crow actually shut up Lao Tzu's voice again!

Zhu Tou cursed in his heart, but he didn't know that his own scolding sound reached the old crow's ears verbatim.

The old crow squinted his eyes, pointed forward, and shouted:
"Change!"

Suddenly, the five plum blossoms suddenly changed, and all the monsters seemed to be controlled by invisible big hands, interspersed, interlaced, juxtaposed, forward, and backward. Within ten breaths, they stood in a different pattern.

A crow with its head up and its chest up, spreading its wings!

"rush!"

The old crow flapped its wings and pointed at the Linglong Rock in front of it. The gravel beach shouted loudly, like a general commanding thousands of troops, berating Fang Qiu and pointing mountains and rivers.

boom--

The pig head became the vanguard of the crow formation. He rushed forward involuntarily, whipping up a gust of wind, and then watched helplessly as he hit a boulder.

With a bang, the boulder turned into powder, and Zhutou also felt that his whole body was sore, and he looked up to the sky and groaned for a while.However, this was not the end. The old crow shouted again:
"Change!"

All the goblins staggered and changed positions again, and within a breath, they were arranged into a pattern of flapping its wings and flying high with sharp claws forward, and the pig's head was the meeting point of the sharp claws.

Their goal is actually the cliff ahead!

Oh mom!The pig head screamed in fright, but unfortunately, it was still a grunt. As for the other little demons, they were already frightened and their faces turned pale.

The cheap turtle was so unbearable that he turned into a monster body and shrank his limbs and tail into the turtle shell. He was truly the spokesperson for the word "fear of death"!

croak——

A chirping sound fell from the sky, Zhutou opened his eyes, and found himself floating in the air, all the little monsters emitted a faint black light, and all the black light joined together to form a huge and incomparable pattern.

——Crow Figure!

Xiaoqing's round eyes could not conceal the horror in her heart, if the four-element formation that fell from the sky before was still within her understanding.Well, now the formation directed by the old crow has exceeded Xiaoqing's cognition.

With united efforts, we can actually make the little monsters fly into the sky and escape.

A hundred little demons can break stones and fly away. So, what if there are a thousand little demons, ten thousand little demons, or a hundred thousand!Even millions or tens of millions!

Wouldn't that kind of power be invincible?
For a moment, a flush appeared on Xiaoqing's face, and suddenly, she felt that her life seemed to have a new goal.

"Teng!"

The old crow spat out a word heavily, and the illusory crow in the air spread its wings and flew straight into the sky, as if it wanted to hit the sky with an eagle and travel around the world!
Zhu Tou opened his eyes wide in excitement, as if he wanted to control the starry sky in front of him, and the rest of the little monsters also seemed to have been injected with chicken blood, and their various howls resounded in the night sky, making people feel like they were in the night sky. Avici hell.

Pity!
Xiaoqing shook her head, at this moment the black light of the phantom crow was already extremely dim, and its momentum to the sky was only at the end of its strength.Sure enough, the old crow let out a long sigh:
"What the hell, it still won't work! Could it be that you really want to find that guy?"

"Wooooow! No, no..." The old crow shook its head like a rattle, firmly suppressed the terrifying thoughts in his heart, curled his lips, and said softly:
"fall!"

Then, the crow picture in the sky appeared one by one light spots, and then the crow picture suddenly dispersed, and each little demon fell from the sky like dumplings falling into the pot, splashing piles of dust.

"Ouch, it hurts so much!" Zhutou groaned, but found that he could speak. He couldn't help but ignore the pain in his body and became cheerful.

Of course, in the dust in the square, there were more moaning, chirping, roaring and roaring sounds. How could there be less than ten of these little monsters who could talk!

The old crow covered his face and sighed, and then, holding a drop of crystal clear dew between his wings, he sighed repeatedly, which made Xiaoqing extremely curious, so he asked:
"Master Wu, isn't it just a drop of dew?"

"Dewdrops?" The old crow wanted to cry, but wailed, "But, is this an ordinary dewdrop?"

Xiaoqing couldn't help complaining: "Could it be anything else?"

The old crow looked up to the sky and roared, "Ah! Talking to ignorant people is already very painful. I just learned today that talking to ignorant monsters is simply lowering IQ without a lower limit!"

This time, Xiao Qing's face turned dark!
The old crow looked at the dew with a look of reluctance, turned its head hesitantly, and waved its wings cruelly. Suddenly, that drop of dew radiated three colors of light, turning into invisible raindrops, and fell on the ground. On a group of little monsters.

In an instant, the spiritual energy on Jilei Mountain was surging, misty and rainy.

At the same time, at the foot of Chuanyun Mountain, Tang Meng, who was arguing with two tiger demons, suddenly heard a soft reminder:
"Ding! Uncle Wu, the senior consultant of Jilei Mountain, used a mysterious spirit-level spiritual object..."

(End of this chapter)