(Well, some book friends said that I have been a bit slow lately. When I write for such a long time, I do have some slumps, and occasionally I feel like my thoughts are running out. Sometimes I just feel that I have written too many fighting scenes, and I just want to relax. Some of the plots are not coordinated well. It is true that the writing power is temporarily limited. Having said so much, Hammer can only say that this book will not be too late, it will finish the fairyland, and the subsequent scenes will be as big as possible. But can the idea be very good? Good presentation really tests the writer's penmanship. Try your best, Hammer also wants to write better.)
The veins on the young man's neck were jumping like earthworms. Pulling on the rope of the fishing net and wrestling with the fish.
Together, seven young people worked together to engage in repeated tug-of-war battles with schools of fish.
Lu Xiaotian and Xiang Qingcheng watched with great interest. They have been working hard in the world of immortality, but it is rare for them to experience the life of ordinary people at such a close distance. Xiang Qingcheng held Lu Xiaotian's arm and rested her head on Lu Xiaotian's shoulder.
"Brother Tian, when we have no worries in the future, we can live like this, stay away from disputes and killings, plant and hunt the food we want, and indulge in the mountains and rivers. Just do these simplest things." Xiang Qingcheng had a look on his face. Longing for authenticity.
"There will be such a day." Lu Xiaotian's eyes showed a bit of fascination. He has been practicing and killing to this day. While having a heart for the Tao, there is also a desire to return to a peaceful life. It’s just that Lu Xiaotian wants to be calm in his heart, but he doesn’t want to settle for ordinary. Letting your own life and death be controlled by others at will, just like the seven young people in front of you. At this time, your life and death are facing the threat of a blue-scaled crocodile approaching at high speed underwater.
"Silly Bear, let go, there is something wrong with these fish. They are obviously stimulated. There may be ferocious beasts under the water!" The six young men said one after another. As experienced fishermen, they know very well the habits of these stupid herrings. The stupid herrings are not very intelligent, have few spines, and have delicious meat. Although they are not weak in strength, they are the young ones in the clan and have rich experience. After wrestling with each other for a while and using up the strength of the school of fish, they are still quite sure that they can pull these stupid herrings ashore. of.
It's just that the strength of these dozen stupid herrings is obviously extraordinary at the moment, and this will only happen if their lives are seriously threatened. In addition to schools of fish, there are other ferocious beasts in this lake that even those aloof immortals are afraid of.
They have seen blue-scaled crocodiles in the water several times. Every year, some members of the tribe are attacked and killed by blue-scaled crocodiles while fishing.
Although there are no obvious signs of ferocious beasts yet, the struggle of these dozen stupid herrings alone makes it difficult for them to survive. Under this situation, once a ferocious beast approaches, they will all be trapped here. .
"No, the sweet millet we have planted in the past few years has failed to harvest, and most of the stored grain has been consumed. The cold winter is coming soon. If we don't store enough food, some of the young and old in the clan will not be able to survive it." The figure is extremely strong. The stubbornness on the tall Kumano's face covered up the clear childishness.
The strength of more than a dozen blue-colored struggles continued to increase, and even these young people could no longer control it, and their bodies were dragged back towards the lake.
Kumano's strong body also took more than ten steps back. An almost beast-like roar came from its mouth.
Lu Xiaotian let out a sigh. At such a close distance, nothing could escape his perception, including the fish in the lake and the blue-scaled crocodile approaching quickly underwater.
This strange behavior in Xiong Ye really aroused Lu Xiaotian's interest. This kid has definitely never practiced, but his brute force alone, which was close to the strength of the late immortal, was enough to surprise him. But at this time, being forced into a corner by the struggles of more than a dozen dumb herrings, Xiong Ye actually had potential bursting out from his body. Even from the corner of Lu Xiaotian's eyes, it was really unbelievable. At this time, Kumano's eyes almost turned blood red as he roared, and the surging blood in his body almost overflowed to his body surface, forming a faint red light on his body surface. It was as if it was covered with a layer of red armor, making its originally majestic body look even more majestic.
A dozen sluggish herrings that are under great threat. The force that exploded from the random rush was also astonishing. Even one or two late-stage immortals from the Turtle Spirit Immortal Realm would probably not be able to compete with these stupid herrings in such a stupid way. And under this Xiong Ye's outburst, he actually dragged the fishing net towards the lake step by step.
This must be an extremely rare immortal body. Lu Xiaotian was amazed when he saw it. Those guys who stowed away or ascended from the spirit world were afraid that they would rush to the sky when they saw Xiong Ye's jealousy. They were exhausted and exhausted. He went through countless dangers and endured hardships before reaching the fairyland. After putting in so much effort, his strength is still inferior to that of Xiong Ye, a young boy whose childishness has not completely faded away. The power of Xiong Ye's physical body is too strong. He grew up in the fairy world since childhood and was born with a spiritual body. He is a rare physical cultivation seedling. Just because he was born in a place like this, if it were in the Turtle Spirit Fairy Realm or other fairy realms, Xiong Ye would have already shined, and even Zhen Shuo would probably be no match for him.
Seeing Kumano show off his might, his brute force burst out continuously. Even though the power of the dozens of stupid herrings also increased, the redness on Kumano's body became more and more obvious, and the speed of dragging the fishing net to the lake became faster and faster. Coming faster and faster.
"It's the blue-scaled crocodile, stupid bear, let go." The six young men screamed when they saw a whirlpool under the water not far away approaching the shore quickly. The shadow under the whirlpool became more and more obvious.
Although Xiong Ye dragged the fishing net fast, it was not as fast as the blue-scaled crocodile.
"It's too late, run!" One of the six people, who looked a little older, shouted, and fled away with several others. For those of them who often fish in the lake, the blue-scaled crocodile is One of the most terrifying beasts. It is extremely fast, the scales on its body are hard to be hurt by swords, and it can also spit out a blue mist from its mouth, making its body weak and unable to lift any strength. Every year, fishermen in the tribe die at the claws of blue-scaled crocodiles.
"Wow!" A blue-scaled crocodile that was several feet tall and much smaller than those stupid herrings still looked huge compared to these seven young people.
"Hey!" Xiong Ye was in this explosive state at this time. Not only did his strength increase, his eyes were blood red, and he had a barbaric aura that was about to poke a hole in the sky. He didn't seem to be as afraid of the blue-scaled crocodile rushing up from the void as other tribesmen.
Those blood-red eyes were full of fighting intent. This sudden explosion actually pulled more than a dozen dumb herrings in the net out of the lake. A dozen dumb herrings followed the net out of the lake and landed heavily on the shore.
At the same time, the blue-scaled crocodile also swooped in, its tail swept one after another, and the two young men screamed and were thrown dozens of feet away and fell to the ground. Facing this blue-scaled crocodile, ordinary men didn't have much at all. The power of resistance.
The other men did not leave their companions behind. They quickly called each other's names and ran to help.
Kumano roared loudly at this time, took off the two red and black short forks from his waist and ran towards the blue-scaled crocodile.
