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Chapter 139 [See the residual picture again]

This is a very strange face.

There are characteristics of people, and there are animals, or to be precise, the characteristics of mastiffs.

His outline is human face, but his pupils are vertical pupils, his nose is larger and thicker than normal people, his color is a little purple-black, his mouth is wide to his cheeks, and when he grinned, he could see four sharp tiger teeth, his hair and beard on his face were extremely thick and his color was burnt yellow.

Such a face looks like a demon in the crowd, and mixes with monsters like a human.

"Half demon!" The three mastiff demons exclaimed, "You are black and white..."

"Stop talking!" The half-human and half-demon guy flicked his sleeves and stopped the three mastiff demons from the words, "Formal introduction, my identity is Master Bayin, the high shaman priest of the Tula Alliance of the Tianjing Domain."

The three mastiff demons did not know what "Master Bayin" meant in the Heaven Realm, especially in Wuyang Kingdom at this time, but they could clearly see that this guy who called himself Master Bayin, like them, belonged to the Mastiff tribe - of course, a half-blooded Mastiff demon.

"Arm Teeth."

"Armally alone."

"Armour zombie."

The three mastiff demons were also named. Armada demon is the leader, Armada demon is the thinnest one, Armada zombie is the big guy with a habit of corpse eating.

"Are you here to rescue us?" Armadu saw the eroded hole and was even more sure that the other party came from the mysterious and powerful sect. Only that sect had such strange means.

Master Bayin just said lightly: "The spiritual roots are destroyed. Even if you save you, you will know more than anyone else what the consequences will be if you send them back to the tribe."

The three fierce and ferocious demon faces were all dark. The mountain demon clan was the prey of the weak. Even if the armament teeth were under the title of the little chief of the clan, they could not escape being defeated and humiliated by the challenger, and finally expelled from the tribe and fled themselves - the most likely to be fleeing themselves!

This is the survival rule of the demon clan!

"Then, you used the two human races to break the magic circle and break into this trial land, and release the aura of the mastiffs. What is the purpose of attracting us?" Armaya had accepted his fate and no longer had any hope for life and death.

Master Bayin suddenly said an inexplicable sentence: "I want to see your back."

Armas and Armas were inexplicably aware of it, but Armass's expression changed.

"How do you know?"

"I am also a mastiff, why don't I know?"

"We are also a mastiff tribe, why don't you know what you are talking about?" Armada and Armada spoke in unison.

Armya sneered: "Why should I show you?"

Master Bayin smiled faintly and did not continue the topic. He flipped his palm and a red porcelain bottle was added to the palm.

"What is this?" asked cautiously.

“A choice.”

"What?"

"Would you like to be killed by the trials of the lower-altitude warriors as prey, or do you want the hunters to kill these warriors like prey to death?"

"Of course it's a hunter!" The three mastiffs spoke in unison, their faces full of strong reluctance.

"Your spiritual roots have been completely destroyed. You can only fight against human warriors based on your demon body and talent. The demon body's defense is no worse than that of the mysterious warriors, and the talent is enough to fight or kill the sixth-level warriors. Most of the human trialists are at the sixth level, and very few at the seventh level. The early human trialists are dispersed, and you may have the upper hand, but as time goes by, the trialists will eventually gather and join forces. By then, you will have no room for resistance and will eventually be killed one by one..."

"Needless to say, we all know this." Keiya stared at the red porcelain bottle, and said word by word, "So, what is the choice hidden in this bottle?"

"It's nothing, it's just three drops of demonic spirit blood." Master Bayin looked calm.

"Up...Up the Demon Blood!" The Three Mastiff Monsters opened their mouths and slapped, unable to believe it.

Master Bayin threw his hand and the red porcelain bottle drew an arc and fell into the arms of Armatsu: "Just take a drop, your qi and blood will boil, and your strength will directly break through level one. Armatsu's strongest strength is the seventh level. Just take a drop of demon spirit blood, and it will be level eight. The eight-level violent bear warrior is equivalent to a city lord-level powerhouse in the Tianjing Realm. Basically, these three hundred human trial warriors will be slaughtered by you... Unfortunately, your spiritual roots have been destroyed and you cannot retain this powerful blood, so you can only maintain it for only three days. After that, you will fall into extreme weakness, and any ferocious beast can bite your throat - what choice will you make now?"

The arm’s teeth pulled out the bottle plug, and almost dripped in after just a mouthful of saliva. The essence and blood of the upper demon clan are the best resource to enhance the lower demon clan and have a fatal attraction to any lower demon clan.

If Armata had obtained such a bottle of demonic blood in the tribe early, he would have been leveled long ago. Why would he be captured and thrown into this lower domain and become a trial product?

Unfortunately, his spiritual roots are now destroyed, and even if he drinks a whole bottle, it will be useless. Instead, he will explode and die.

Armya didn't say anything, but his movement of holding the porcelain bottle tightly showed his choice.

Master Bayin looked at him and smiled faintly, without saying anything.

Armyoji clenched his fangs, and hissed and tore the coarse cloth top in half, revealing its furry upper body, and said to Armyoji: "Take all the hair behind me."

"Ah!" Armadu and Armadu were both shocked, not knowing what he meant.

Master Bayin signaled Armyo to approach: "No need to be so troublesome, turn around."

Armyoshi turned around as he said, Master Bayin stroked his hand, and the thick body hair on Armyoshi's back fell like rain, and his entire back was as clean as if shaved by a knife.

When the inexplicably curious Armada and Armada stagnant's eyes fell on the back of Armada's teeth, they all stared wide and couldn't believe it.

Due to the hair covered in the body, the skin of the mastiff demon is generally white or white and blue. However, the back of the arm's teeth is actually blood-red! And not only the color, but what is more strange is that the blood-colored skin is faintly shaped like mountains, rivers, and several lines seem to point to somewhere, but it ends abruptly when it is almost at the intersection - the picture is cracked.

This is a broken picture, a broken picture tattooed on the back.

Armaya said sarcastically: "It's useless to see it again. I don't know how many years this picture has been circulated. It's tattooed on the back of every chief of my tribe. Countless ancestors and elders of the Mastiff clan have seen and studied it, but it's useless. Maybe you want to copy one, please..."

"I said that I am also a mastiff tribe. I know the secrets about this 'Blood Mastiff Secret Picture' than you. If the rubbing is useful, it will not be called the Blood Mastiff Secret Picture..." Master Bayin's eyes suddenly remained unconscious before he finished speaking.

The "Blood Mastiff Secret Picture" on the back of the arm teeth suddenly burst out with a bloody light, and the mountains and rivers on the picture were silver light, which was particularly clear in outline, and even a shaky silver-white light.

This sudden abnormality shocked Armadu and Armadu and Armaduo. Only Armada was still confused and sneered: "Unless you can find the other half of the broken picture, this is just a useless waste picture. Hahaha... Huh? What's wrong with you-ah!"

Armyoji screamed, but Master Bayin suddenly lifted the blood picture on his back like a hook, and his entire back was bleeding. It turned out that this was just a bloody skin sewn on the back of Armyoji. Maybe because it took too long, it was completely stuck to the skin on his back. Once it was peeled off, it was almost like tearing the layer of skin. Just think about it and you will know how painful it was.

Armadu and Armadu roared and rushed towards Master Bayin at the same time, but when he saw a flash in front of him, the two demons were all empty.

Master Bayin's voice came from the deep forest: "I have collected the picture. I'll give you the spirit stones I just gave to the two human trialists. They all have mastiff breath left on them. I don't need to teach you what to do..."

The sound is getting farther and inaudible.
Chapter completed!
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