Divine beast system, you can become stronger by cultivating mythical beasts

"Little ones, kill all, burn all, rob all! One does not stay! Hahahahaha. "A man with a fleshy face, riding on a strong war horse, wields a four-foot long knife and laughs wildly.

His blade was covered with blood, and several heads hung from the victory hook attached to the saddle.

These are the heads of old men.

They were all famous villagers in several nearby mountain villages.

"Yes." Dozens of men dressed in standard armor answered in unison.

The thieves approached, shrinking their encirclement little by little.

The unarmed villagers did not resist and were driven together like ducks.

They just love this pre-killing torture.

The villagers were panicking, crying, desperate and helpless.

The village chief was carrying a stick wrapped in cloth, and seeing that the villagers were so helpless, he couldn't bear it, and after muttering two sentences in his mouth, he removed the cloth strip from the stick, revealing a three-foot long sword.

This sword was worn by the village chief when he traveled extensively when he was young.

The village chief carried the long sword, no longer retreated, stood in place, and faced the thief.

The thief leader noticed the village chief and rode to the village chief, who rode on horseback and looked down on the village chief.

The village chief is neither humble nor arrogant, standing proudly in front of the horse.

The night breeze blew and scattered the village chief's bun.

The hair is as white as snow and flutters in the wind.

The village chief arched his hand and said, "Hero, if you want money and food, you can take it, but please don't hurt the villagers of my village." The

leader of the thieves threw down torches and set fire to the grass house on the side, the light of which burned and reflected his scarred face.

"I want money, I want food, and I want human life." The thief leader said.

"Is there no room for negotiation?" The village chief asked.

"Nope." The thief leader said.

The village chief was silent for a moment and said, "I'm going to have a one-on-one duel with you, and if I win, please get out of here." "

Duel? Do you deserve it? Hahahaha. The thief leader looked up to the sky and laughed, and in the laughter, a silver light pressed down, and the four-foot large knife in the thief leader's hand fell down.

"Grandpa!" Mercy in the crowd saw this scene and exclaimed.

The blade is out, and the blade is coming.

The village chief suddenly jumped up and sideways to avoid a stab from the leader of the thieves.

Immediately after, the long sword was unsheathed.

The blade that has been dormant in the scabbard for decades has reappeared in its glory.

The swords touched, and the two were not divided up and down.

The leader of the thieves was surprised in his heart, he did not expect that an old man could actually fight with him.

The thieves are ready to slaughter the villagers.

The villagers pinned all their hopes on the village chief.

During the battle, the village chief used a tricky sword that almost slashed the thief leader's cheek.

The leader of the thieves was furious, he knew that the village chief was not simple, in order to be able to end the battle as soon as possible, he immediately shouted: "Little ones, surround the people here with an iron lock array, and then burn them with fire, don't let them die too comfortably." "

The thieves took off the chains on horseback.

They wave the chains so that they join them together.

Dozens of chains are strung together in a circle.

As the thief approached, the chains contracted, binding all the villagers of Xixia Village together like straw.

Zhang Orion in the village did not want to sit still, and raised his hunting knife and slashed at a thief.

Before he could make a move, the thief used the spear in his hand to string Zhang Orion through his heart, and the spear penetrated the top of the head, penetrated the body, pulled the intestines, and emerged from the mouth of the grain.

"Nope!" The village chief was distracted and was slashed in the shoulder by the big knife of the leader of the thieves.

One move is defeated, the move is defeated, and the village chief gradually loses the leader of the thieves.

Torches shine, fire oil chokes.

The thieves poured fire oil on the villagers, and now they can burn them all to death with just one spark.

The village chief lay on the ground and tried to stand up several times, but could not do anything.

The leader of the thieves laughed, rolled over and dismounted, stepped on the back of the village chief, held a large knife, and was about to be cut off.

The village chief closed his eyes and was killed.

He was powerless to return to heaven.

The fiery pity cried.

"Grandpa, grandpa, you stand up... Grandpa..."

Hearing the cry of pity, he opened his eyes and longed for life again.

"Old thing, give me death." The leader of the thieves swung his sword down.

At this moment, an old dog jumped out of the darkness.

The old dog burst out and bit the throat of the thief leader.

The leader of the thieves, not knowing anything, hurriedly retreated, dodging the bombardment of the old dog.

The old dog showed his fangs and pounced.

But how can an ordinary livestock beat a heavily armed villain?

After seeing that it was a dog, the leader of the thieves cut off the old dog's hind legs with a knife.

But the old dog was not afraid of this, it still roared, protecting the village chief.

It wants to protect the village chief.

Even if it gives its life, it is willing.

"Beast!" The leader of the thieves raised his leg and kicked the old dog away.

After rolling a few times on the ground, the old dog steadied itself and crawled hard with its only remaining front legs, and behind it, a long bloodstain was pulled.

Woohoo!

The old dog croaked his teeth and climbed in front of the village chief again, protecting the village chief behind him.

Its eyes were angry and bloodshot, as if to say: If you want to hurt the village chief, you must first step over my corpse!

The leader of the thieves was calmed by the strong will of the old dog, and did not go under the knife.

The old dog's blood flowed down the ground to the village chief, who cried out sadly: "Who can come and save us!" At

the entrance of Xixia Village, Xiao Zhi, who was running to arrive, ran into a panicked people.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Zhi asked Damin.

Da Min did not say a word, pushed Xiao Zhi away, and ran towards the outside of the village, muttering as he ran.

"I am my father's only son, I still want to continue the blood of our family, I can't die here, I want to go, I want to go..."

Like a dog who lost his family, Da Min ran into the night.

Just now, he returned to the village with the old dog.

Together, they witnessed the tragic situation of the village chief.

The old dog did not flinch, faced the strong enemy, knowing that he was weak, but still chose to protect the village chief with his life.

But the village chief's son, Damin, retreated at this time.

He didn't have the loyalty and courage of an old dog.

He didn't want to die, he didn't want to be part of the mountain of corpses.

He chose to leave.

He chose to become a coward.

Because, in his opinion, the brave will die, and the coward will live.

Xiao Zhi did not perceive the danger and rushed into Xixia Village.

When he arrived in the village, he saw more than forty well-equipped thieves on horseback, surrounding the whole village, old and young, and about to start a massacre.

The village chief, who could not move, only half of the old dog, and torches thrown at the crowd.

For a while, Xiao Zhi's head seemed to be about to explode, buzzing, and it was blank.

"Oh my God, who can come and save us." The village chief's cry echoed in the night and firelight.

Torches fell into the crowd, the oil was instantly ignited, and countless villagers screamed.

The old dog sensed Xiao Zhi's arrival, and it looked back at Xiao Zhi and let out a cry of pleading.

It has seen Xiao Zhi release fireballs, it knows Xiao Zhi's extraordinary, and it prays that Xiao Zhi can help it protect the villagers here.

Xiao Zhi looked at the old dog's humane eyes, and his heart instantly broke his defense.

The thieves also noticed Xiao Zhi.

More than forty pairs of eyes stared at Xiao Zhi in unison, and his murderous gaze was like a fierce wolf.

"What to do? What am I going to do? Xiao Zhi asked himself.

Squeak~

The sound of rats and mice sounded in Xiao Zhi's arms.

Xiao Zhi suddenly woke up.

I have a system, I am a traverser, I want to fight, I can't escape!

"Go, rat, let me see what you're capable of!" As soon as Xiao Zhi's words fell, the rat jumped out of Xiao Zhi's arms.

Its tail burned with flames, and I saw it swing its tail, and a fireball flew out instantly, flew into the thief, and exploded.

The power generated by the explosion of the fireball directly shocked the three thieves off their horses, and the bursting flames burst onto their armor, following the gaps in their armor, igniting their underwear and burning their flesh.

Seeing this, Xiao Zhi's heart moved, and a fireball condensed in the palm of his hand.

Xiao Zhi shouted and threw the fireball at the leader of the thieves.