My Brother Is The Protagonist

On the side, the remaining Holy Maiden Wen Shihua was very curious about these two animal skin men.

The human races in this world are very similar to those ancient beasts. They focus on tempering their physical body and strengthening the blood in their own bodies, but they rarely have a great way of understanding and cultivating Taoism.

Perhaps, this is also the human race here. In order to fight against those ancient beasts, they survived in this world where ancient beasts are rampant, and they evolved into this cultivation method.

In fact, this cultivation method is also very amazing. Fighting against such a person is like fighting against an ancient beast.

Behind the three dragons Sage, the face of the holy son Ao Ming was solemn. No matter how ignorant he was, he could see that the fighting situation was very unfavorable for him. The two men in animal skins obviously did not know how to teach, but they were still strong. Outrageous, even the power of the law can be carried down with the body, which is too weird.

For a while, Ao Ming was struggling with what to do, whether to choose to leave here, or to fight to the end with the two animal skin men.

If they leave, at least they will not be harmed, but this spirit tree will not be obtained, and if he chooses to fight hard, then he will not see the hope of winning at all.

"What kind of monsters are these two?"

Swearing in a low voice, it was the first time Ao Ming had encountered such a situation.

Even Xiang Pokong and the three of them, facing the four dragon Sages of Ao Ming, had to temporarily avoid their sharp edges, but they did not expect to be suppressed by two savages dressed up from beginning to end.

In the middle of the deep valley, there are two stone statues, one man and one woman.

The man's hair is already very long, comparable to that of the woman next to her, and that woman looks different from ordinary people, with a pair of dragon horns in front of her forehead, and she is a dragon girl of the dragon clan.

The two of them are stone statues close together. The man sitting in the Lotus Position seems to be caught in the cultivation, while the dragon girl is leaning on the man’s shoulders, as if sleeping peacefully. , Gives people a very warm feeling.

However, after walking into these two stone statues, you can feel a deep longing lingering around the two of them.

Beside the stone statue, a three-foot-high acacia tree was swaying, with crystal red beans hanging in clusters, very conspicuous.

Just like this, the acacia tree stood beside the two stone statues, like an umbrella, shielding them from wind, frost, rain, snow, scorching sun and lightning, so disharmonious.

"Ahem..."

At this time, in a pit not far from the stone statue and the acacia tree, a cough suddenly sounded. In that pit, a petite squirrel moved, and its brown fur was stained with blood and dried up. The fur is glued together.

In a battle with the Elephant Pokong, this little squirrel was seriously injured and almost lost his blood. The Elephant Pokong was a great master Sage, and it was only in the seventh realm, and wanted to bridge the gap between the two realms. ,Totally impossible.

As a result, Xiangpakong's move caused it to be severely wounded and unconscious, and it didn't even hurt a single hair of Xiangpakong.

Perhaps the vibration of the battle awakened it, otherwise, I don't know how long this little squirrel will be in a coma.

Turning over and getting up tremblingly, this little squirrel rolled out of the pit, lay on the ground, and looked at the figure not far from him.

"Who are you?"

The little squirrel made a sound, making Ao Ming turn around, looking at the sounding creature, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

"A squirrel can talk."

It is really strange that every year, Ao Ming is also the first time he has encountered a talking squirrel. From this squirrel that has been seriously injured, he also feels the breath of the dragon blood.

I want to come, because the true dragon energy on the spiritual tree has turned this ordinary animal into this.

"It turns out that you were the one who fought with Xiang Pokong and the others. Don't worry, Xiang Pokong has been driven away by Ben Shengzi. That spiritual tree is now belonging to Ben Shengzi. Ben Shengzi belongs to Long Clan Ao Ming. Only Ben Shengzi is worthy of this spirit tree."

Looking at the little squirrel, Ao Ming smiled triumphantly.

"No, none of you can move. Those are the things of Big Brother and Big sis. You are not allowed to move, cough cough cough..."

The little squirrel spoke fiercely, blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, obviously his body had reached its limit.

Although the body has reached its limit, this little squirrel still stared at Ao Ming, trembling, trying to stand up and protect the acacia tree behind him.

"Oh, depending on you, for your sake of guarding this spiritual tree, the saint child will not care about you, but the saint child of the spiritual wood will take it, and you can't stop me."

With that said, Ao Ming, regardless of the battle situation behind him, jumped directly over the little squirrel and walked towards the acacia tree.

"Asshole, stop..."

Still unable to stand up, the little squirrel supported his body on the ground, turned around, and stared at Ao Ming and shouted.

"Shengzi Ao Ming, what if you just stop here?"

Holy Maiden Wen Shihua, who couldn't stand by the side, made a sound. This little squirrel was so persistent that she admired her.

"You have to take care of this son's affairs? Others will be afraid of you, the imperial palace, my dragon clan is not afraid. If you dare to take action against this son, you have to think about the consequences, huh."

Glancing at Wen Shihua indifferently, Ao Ming snorted coldly, without giving this Holy Maiden Face at all, and walked to the acacia tree.

Upon seeing this, Holy Maiden Wen Shihua shook his head helplessly. If Ao Ming was here alone, she would stop Ao Ming if she said anything.

But there were three dragon Sages in the distance. Although they were in the middle of a battle, if she shot Ao Ming, they would definitely abandon the two animal skin men and point their fingers at her.

Facing the three dragons of the great Sage, even if Wen Shihua is confident, she may not be able to please. After all, she is only a sixth-rank Sage, and Realm is still a little bit close.

If they were both Rank 7 Sages, Wen Shihua would have confidence to fight the three dragon Sages, but now, it still doesn't work.

Seeing that Holy Maiden Wen Shihua did not move, the corner of Ao Ming's mouth twitched. He knew the Cultivation Base Realm of Holy Maiden, and he dared to be so stiff.

Although the difference between Xiaocheng Sage and Dacheng Sage is only one word, the gap in combat power will be widened. Even if you want to bridge the gap between the Transcendent generation, in addition to Dao enlightenment, you also need physical strength. Keep up.

In Sage Nine Cycles, Sage's physique will be strengthened with each turn. For those gods, the transformation of one turn may be comparable to the transformation of others with two or even three turns.

But this is for the divine body. The Heavenly Patching Holy Maiden of the Wa Palace is not a divine body, so naturally there is no such special treatment.

Therefore, Ao Ming dared to think that Wen Shihua would not make a move, because she did not have enough confidence to fight Sage, the three masters under him.

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