Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

And what has a more sense of presence than the tiger-headed giant and his totem armor is the string that wraps from his left arm to his shoulder, then wraps around his chest and waist several times, and extends all the way to his right arm. of the spine.

It was like a skeleton dragon, controlling his body.

The mouth of the bowl was thick and thin, and on the spine that exuded a faint metallic luster, there were densely inlaid a large number of crystal clear bone spurs, exuding a chilling light.

Accompanied by the tiger-headed man's footsteps, this skeleton-like dragon's spine seemed to be endowed with an extremely powerful life, swimming slowly on his body, swallowing light, and baring its teeth and claws.

Extending all the way to the two ends of the spine at the end of the arms, a fierce flame of three to five meters long was sprayed out, condensing into an unstoppable knife glow visible to the naked eye.

Every time the tiger-headed giant took a step, the two blade lights would suddenly shine like fuel on the fire.

And the towering trees with three or five people hugging each other seemed to be unable to withstand the killing intent released by the tiger-headed giant, and made a "click, click" sound, and the branches trembled, shaking off thousands of shattered leaves.

This astonishing tiger-headed giant walked up to the "eyes" as if no one else was around.

When he raised his right arm, the vertebrae hovering above it swam and gathered together, the gaps between the joints disappeared without a trace, and condensed into a handle with a surface as smooth as a mirror, and its edge became more and more arrogant. The shaped giant blade.

The tiger-headed giant turned the blade, and slapped the "eye" on the cheek with the blade lightly.

"good!"

The giant tiger-headed man grinned and said, "Kanus, you are such a good dog with a keen sense of smell!"

These words surprised Meng Chao, who was spying remotely through the brain of the Saintess of Ancient Dream.

He finally knew whose visual and auditory signals the Saintess of Ancient Dream was transmitting to him.

It's "Jackal" Kanus!

The ancient dream saint still maintains a spiritual connection with the wolf king!

Not surprising when you think about it.

When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss gazes into you.

When Kanus the "Jackal" releases unparalleled brain waves to remotely control the brain of the ancient dream saint, his brain port must also be opened to the ancient dream saint on a certain level.

After all, the Ancient Dream Saintess was created by him, and it was quite a perfect work.

It was "Jackal" Kanus who devoted all his efforts and spared no effort in cultivating the talent of the ancient dream saint, which made her rise from a lonely waif to the leader of the Great Horn Legion.

The ancient dream saint is like the incarnation of a certain psychological aspect of "Jackal" Kanus.

How can the spiritual connection between the two be completely cut off so easily?

I'm afraid, this is also the reason why "Jackal" Kanus insisted on killing the ancient dream saint at the same time when he got into trouble - he didn't want to leave such a "flaw" that could reach the depths of his brain.

Unfortunately, this "loophole" was saved by Meng Chao.

It was also a blessing in disguise, awakening a more powerful force.

You can turn back to the guest, "counterattack" the brain of the wolf king, and steal his visual and auditory signals!

"If, I can see and hear everything Kanus the Jackal sees and hears at any time, then..."

Meng Chao's heart skipped a beat.

But in the next second, he felt a blackness before his eyes, and a stinging pain hit him.

It was as if someone had inserted hundreds of red-hot steel needles into his eyeballs and ear canals. The pain caused his consciousness to be so painful that he could no longer stay in the brain of the ancient dream saint, and could only escape back to himself in embarrassment. in the brain.

"call……"

Meng Chao breathed a sigh of relief and slowly opened his eyes.

It was discovered that the face of the Saintess of Gumeng changed from burning red to extremely pale in an instant.

The frequency of eyeball rotation and body trembling has also increased by more than 100% compared to before.

Obviously, in a state of extreme pain.

Meng Chao hastily rubbed her temples, and injected two streams of stable and gentle spiritual energy into her cerebral cortex.

At the same time, gently press her carotid artery, reduce the oxygen supply to the brain, reduce the activity of brain cells, and finally make her fall into a semi-comatose state, and the tense nerves gradually relax.

"It should have been discovered by Kanus the Jackal.

"The vigilance of this corpse dog is really extremely high.

"In this case, he should be able to guess that the ancient dream saint is not only alive, but also has the ability to spy on him and even stop him.

"Presumably, this will greatly interfere with his plan, so he has to devote extra thoughts to deal with us, right?

"Then, it's time for a head-to-head confrontation!"

Thinking of this, Meng Chao hugged the ancient dream saint with her eyes closed.

"We must take her."

he said to the ice storm.

The female snow leopard warrior raised her eyebrows like ice skates.

"Leave her alone and she will die."

Meng Chao explained, "The Saintess of Ancient Dream is the key witness to expose the conspiracy of 'Jackal' Kanus, and she is also the hope of those rat people who are unwilling to give in and are still willing to stick to their dreams.

"Whether we want to persuade the Lion King to 'Destroy the Horn' or occupy a more favorable position in this game, we must bring her with us.

"Don't worry, I believe she won't become a burden. On the contrary, I have a vague hunch that the ancient dream saint is the key to breaking the game!"

...

half a quarter ago.

Deep in the holy mountain of Turan.

A hunting team mainly composed of tiger masters and wolf warriors was walking through the misty jungle with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

"Jackal" Kanus, who was walking in the front, suddenly stopped in front of a huge triangular rock, and heaved a long sigh.

For an ambitious schemer, he looks a bit too thin and delicate.

On the face without too many animal features, the hair is much thinner than that of ordinary wolves.

In the deeply sunken eye sockets, there is always a melancholy light shining.

Coupled with the furrowed brows, it seems that he is thinking about questions all the time, and there is no answer at all.

Compared to the leader who rules the entire wolf clan.

He's more of a poet.

Still hard to find a bosom friend, a crappy poet who is about to starve to death.

"what happened?"

The giant tiger-headed man with the spine wrapped around strode up, using himself to block the shadow created by the sky, completely covering the head of "Jackal" Kanus.

This giant tiger-headed man is the Tiger King who just won a big victory in the fire tie between the lion and the tiger.

Hovering around him, the spine like a dragon's skeleton is naturally the peerless murderous knife "Blade of Fury" refined from the bones of hundreds of chiefs of the Tiger Clan over the past ten thousand years!

At this moment, Tiger King narrowed his eyes, slowly rubbed the jagged bone spur on the murderous knife, and snorted coldly, "Could it be, are you leading the wrong way?"

Although King Tiger didn't draw a knife.

The wolf king still shuddered deeply.

It was as if his throat had been bitten or even pierced by the fangs of the "Rage Blade".

"No, no, it's not wrong."

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, but the sadness between his brows and eyes became more intense, "The last time we went deep into the holy mountain, we took this road. I still remember this rock with a very strange shape. Tiger King, please look here. There is also the mark I left with the secret medicine, which can be revealed as long as it is burned with flames.

"The Lion King's exploration team should also have taken this path. Didn't we collect a lot of footprints, hairs, and quite fresh feces along the way?

"If, if everything goes well, maybe we can catch up with the Lion King's exploration team tonight.

"Just, just..."

He stammered, his eyes twinkling.

"Um?"

The giant tiger-headed man grinned, showing canine teeth sharper than the "Blade of Fury", and said with a half-smile, "Kanus, what are you worried about?

"I'm worried that even if we can catch up to the Horn of Destruction, I'm not his opponent. Our hunting team will be killed by him, and you will suffer his cruelest revenge, right?"

Accompanied by Tiger King's sinister grin.

The "Blade of Violence" wrapped around his body made a series of "click, click", creepy joint friction and collision sounds.

It seems that this skeleton dragon with hundreds of strands of fierce souls is laughing proudly and cruelly.

"No--"

"Jackal" Kanus turned pale with fright, his head burst into cold sweat, and hurriedly stammered to explain, "Tiger King possesses the blessing of 'Rage Blade', which is naturally far better than Lion King, otherwise I wouldn't tell The secret of your holy mountain temple is to side with the stronger and the victor.

"It's just, I'm just worried about what's out there.

"You know, although the fighting between the lions and tigers has come to an end, the chaos in Chijin City is far from subsided, and there is still a battle to encircle and suppress the Big Horn Legion—who would have thought that the strength of those rat people's rebels would be so strong, and they could How about beating all the wolf warriors to pieces?

"At this time, we have withdrawn a large number of elite soldiers and entered the holy mountain to hunt down the Lion King. What if, what if, during our absence, the situation outside becomes turbulent again, what should we do?"

"I can see that you, a corpse dog, are both afraid of death and greedy, and you are reluctant to fall into the bottles and jars of the wolf clan."

The tiger king looked at the wolf king with sarcasm and contempt.

He spread his five fingers apart, and with the power to crush the bones, he slapped "Jackal" Kanus hard on the shoulder. By the way, he let his tiger claws deeply embedded in the opponent's flesh, and dragged the wolf king like a dead dog. to myself.