Monsters Will Die if They Are Killed

It doesn't make any sense to think too much, and it doesn't make any sense to worry about whether you are a beast or a human. For the figure living alone in the Kunlun secret realm.

Although the tranquility of living alone for many years was suddenly broken by the visit of an outsider, which caused a little panic in his heart, it also knew very well that the other party might be the owner and he was just a tenant.

"Whether it is the survivors of the fairy world or the existence beyond the black giant hole, what they want is nothing more than the resources in this 'Kunlun Secret Realm'—or in other words, the passage between the two realms itself."

Staying next to the place of birth that he is most familiar with and the most attached to in his subconscious mind, he feels that his mind is gradually breaking free from the dark memories of two different sources. There is a hint of wise light in his golden pupils, and his expression I am no longer confused: "Between people, whether it is humans or beasts, often happens. It doesn't matter which side I belong to. The important thing is whether I have value."

The memory and wisdom inherited in the bloodline make people have basic thinking and logical ability even if they are not taught by others. This is also the way of monsters and an important way to maintain the 'consensus' within the clan.

Even if two different memories and inheritances often conflict, the only thing that will improve your own strength will not change: "The value of life comes from strength, as long as I can guarantee my strength, my existence will be valuable. "

Thinking this way, this figure leaned against the huge blue orb, and from the spine, there was a steady stream of gentle power coming from it, allowing it to be easily used for its own use.

The figure is very clear that he is the essence of this pure blue glazed orb condensed and born, and the damage of the orb is precisely because he has consumed a lot of energy in his birth.

And the former owner of this orb, the demon god who formed this huge bird mountain, has many names in his blood lineage, but its most famous name is 'Garuda'.

Also known as 'Galuda'.

Garuda. This is the name it has chosen for itself.

From the beginning of Garuda's birth, it relied on the orb and survived the first three years without food.

As soon as it was born, Garuda could feel the ubiquitous but thin air around it, and at the first year of ignorance, it could manipulate them to play and bind them into various shapes.

When it was three years old, its instinct allowed it to fly in mid-air with spiritual energy. At that time, it seemed that the wind in the atmosphere of the world was helping it, and since then, it has gained the power to move freely.

At the age of eight, with the help of the pure green orb, it broke through a layer of barriers, and gradually, under the infiltration of the aura of the orb, its heart turned into a pure green like the orb.

To this day, with the help of the power of the orb and the increasingly rich aura of the surrounding world, Garuda's entire body has turned into golden bones, and his strength has grown to an unimaginable level. In recent years, it has become even more natural. In the human form, he picks the wild peaches beside the huge lake named Yaochi and eats them to speed up his practice.

Feeling his strength and talent that even the voice from the other side of the black hole could not help but admire, Garuda stood up slowly, and he sorted out his thoughts and thoughts, as well as the next plan: "The black hole You can’t believe what you say, according to what they say, the gods and their descendants in the fairy world are all ferocious, greedy, and omnivorous monsters—their words are too exaggerated and false, they are just like gluttonous, and they are just like gluttonous. lie."

"Furthermore, according to my inheritance memory, those spirit monsters are equally ferocious, and the voice from the other side of the black hole is no exception. Everyone is a living thing, and there is no essential difference at all."

"I want to use the power of the giant hole, but I also want to find an opportunity to contact those survivors to see what their attitude is towards me and whether they know my true origin."

Thinking of this, Garuda made up his mind: "Time is running out, my wisdom awakened too late... let's do this."

"Find a chance, I want to get in touch with the descendants of those fairy gods."

And in the depths of the dilapidated palace, where the dark cave is sealed.

In the huge black hole under the seal, there was a faint and noisy sound, which was the intertwined thoughts fluctuating.

"Garuda doesn't completely believe in us. So far, it hasn't even tried to open the seal once. Even if it is to summon the power of our world, it only summons some weak subordinate races in the past, and never tries to summon any slightly stronger The presence."

"It's normal. Whether it's a natural divine bird or a human demon god, it's not easy to get along with each other. Their power is still very clear in my blood, so I can't underestimate either of them."

"What if Garuda is unwilling to fall to us from the beginning to the end? Although it is very wary of humans, it is also wary of us."

"If the divine bird is willing to belong to us, then there will be another kind of sacred blood in the clan, but if it is not willing, it is a pity... After all, all we want is it. And the countless blood hidden in the Kunlun Secret Realm That's all."

Earth, around the Kunlun Mountains.

The night was dark, and the moonlight was shrouded in thicker and thicker clouds. In the silent night sky, there was only heavy snow falling. The wind blew past, blowing pastures one after another on the plateau, it was bitter and cold.

Northwest plateau, nomadic yak pasture, tent lights just turned off in the snowy night, the gray-haired old man coaxed his young grandson to sleep, but he didn’t feel sleepy at all. Ranch, smoking.

The plateau old man named Bala once left his hometown when he was young, and took his young children to the big cities to strive for development and lay a foundation.

But when his children became adults and established themselves in big cities, he complied with national policies and returned to his hometown with a large sum of money, received subsidies, and opened such a yak ranch.

Today, more than ten years later, the pasture that was not that big in the past has become a scale, and some old family members are hired to help. Now the production of yak milk and beef alone is enough to continue the pasture, provide for the elderly and spend their old age in peace. .

Originally, it was almost winter, and Bala wanted to transfer from the summer and autumn pastures to the winter and spring pastures, but because of the recent period, a large group of officials came to build a camp in the mountains. The helper in the past caused the transfer process to be delayed again and again.

"Sigh, the spiritual energy is revived, and people are getting old, but there are such big changes."

Even though he lived in the mountains in his later years, the plateau is not without signals. Bala still maintains the habit of watching the news every day, and naturally knows what is going on with the recovery of spiritual energy. He is smoking a cigarette, full of distress: "The grandson will soon be in kindergarten He is old, and the college here in his hometown is not very good, it seems that he has to sell some yaks and send him to a big city to study and practice."

"But this year it snowed so heavily and in such a hurry, it's been a whole day today, and it's too late to move the pasture. There's not enough pasture in this place, and it's almost finished."

For nomadic pastures, the consequences of not being able to transfer the pastures in time are very serious. The livestock with insufficient food will lose fat and no longer produce milk, and the value of assets will be greatly reduced.

These are actually small things, but what worries Bala even more is that the abnormal heavy snow this time seems to keep falling. Although yaks are resistant to cold, they have not had time to prepare accordingly. If you don't stop, you don't know how many people will die.

Years of hard work, distressed ah!

Daxue doesn't transfer people's hearts, at least not now. After so many years of traveling, Bala naturally understood this truth. He smoked a cigarette, suppressing the anxiety in his heart.

But suddenly, he heard a strong wind blowing not far away, and a yak howling.

The sound was very loud, like the sound of a pig being slaughtered - that's the sound of a yak. This immediately startled Bala, who subconsciously wanted to stifle the cigarette in his hand, and then took out a flashlight from his waist to check the situation.

However, before he started to move, an invisible trembling and oppression spread from his soul, making it difficult for him to move, and even to take a big breath.

Reiatsu... It is the reiatsu of dangerous and abnormal creatures introduced on TV!

The old man held his breath, and he retracted little by little to the side of the tent, then narrowed his eyes, carefully looking in the direction of the sound.

Then, he held back the subconscious exclamation he wanted to make.

Because, in the wind and snow, a huge golden eagle crushed the yak's head with one claw. At this time, it was cutting open the yak's abdomen and feasting on its internal organs.

Ordinary golden eagles are usually about two meters long. Not to mention killing cattle, they can't even kill antelopes. When hunting on weekdays, they can only kill plateau wolves and other small animals at most.

But this golden eagle is a bit too big. Its wings spread out, at least seven meters upwards, and its height is almost as high as a floor. The wings all over its body are as bright as gold-but this gold is not only gorgeous, but can From it, I felt that the golden light shone with a hint of hard metal cold light.

The huge golden eagle came with a gust of wind, its eyes flashed dark red, and its well-developed muscles agitated. Its two claws smashed the yak's skull and spine respectively, and then bent down to eat it easily. But the other yaks around didn't even dare to move, except for the one that was killed screaming at the beginning, they didn't even dare to make a sound, so they could only lie down and let the other yaks hunt them for food , sacrificed his flesh and blood.

"What kind of monster is this..."

There has always been a custom of worshiping golden eagles on the plateau. This is a sacred bird on the plateau, but the golden eagle that Bala knows is different from the huge strange bird in front of him. At least the golden eagle is not really golden—you can see it This strange bird's huge beak opened and closed, and with a flick of its head, it pulled out the yak's backbone with flesh and blood, crushed it and sucked the bone marrow.

Such power, even if he hides in a stone house by himself, is meaningless.

And at this moment, the giant golden eagle turned its eyeballs, looked at the area where the old man Barra was, and met his gaze—and at this moment of staring at the golden eagle, an extreme fear that invaded the soul When the attack hit, Bala could only force himself to move with his tenacity, limped and hid behind the tent, shivering like an ostrich.

Fortunately, this golden eagle doesn't seem to care about Bala, who doesn't seem to have much meat—how can a human with bones and teeth taste as good as a cow? It is better for human beings to be humble in this respect. It continued to eat its 'prey' quietly with its head down, and one yak seemed not enough. After eating a yak, it killed another yak and continued to eat.

"No, you can't just wait for it to be full like this, it's used to it, and it will come to eat every day in the future!"

"The grandson's future tuition fees will all be on these cows!"

Thinking of this, maybe it was because of his own property, or maybe it was because he finally recovered from the spiritual pressure, the old man Bala mustered up a little courage in his heart, he took out his mobile phone tremblingly, and then entered a number ——In the recent period, the emergency distress signal left by the official personnel who came to warn me.

Five minutes later.

Accompanied by the rapidly beating helicopter, approaching with a roar at a speed of nearly 300 kilometers per hour, the golden eagle, which seldom had a big meal, raised its head vigilantly and looked at the 'steel kind' that was approaching rapidly in the sky. It flapped its wings, So he jumped straight into the sky at a starting speed close to 50 meters per second, and let out a shrill cry, as if intending to declare that this was his territory.

It is indeed strong.

Therefore, what greeted it was a blinding flashlight with a speed of 300,000 kilometers per second, a high-power sniper crossbow fired from a distance, a series of spiritual bullets with strong firepower coverage, and a gun shot directly from the helicopter. Jump down, a muscular man like an iron tower!

hum! At the very first moment, the golden eagle was dazzled by the blinding flashlight containing strong aura, and its overly sensitive eyes were dazzled. The wings, which were thicker than steel, nailed its wing bones, and although a series of firepower strafing did not penetrate the golden eagle's flesh, the continuous impact was like heavy punches, which made it dizzy and unable to move.

The series of coordination was so exquisite that before the golden eagle was completely blinded, it didn't even start to fight: it didn't even know who was attacking it, because it was blinded from the very beginning.

In nature, there is no such attack mode.

And the final kill, the strong man with a shield who descended from the sky, even shouted, 'Who kicked me down! ? ’ angry slogan, and said to his teammates, ‘Don’t rely on others if you slip on your own feet! ’ In the response, a solid shield slammed on the top of the giant beast’s head, completely suffocating it, and completely shocked it.

Soon, under the stunned gaze of Bala, the old man on the plateau, the helicopter landed, and three other fully armed operators jumped out quickly. They pulled a large net with barbed electric shock devices, and firmly knocked the animal unconscious. The giant eagle, which was miserable in the past, was tied up and tied under the pod of the helicopter. One of the smiling young men noticed his presence, quickly approached him, and handed out a score sheet.

"Xijing Qinxing Academy, Emergency Response Team No. 1 is here to serve you. You can use this certificate to go to the official department to claim compensation at the market price for the losses suffered due to the attack of the spiritual beast. Are you satisfied with this service? If you are satisfied, please contact us Tick ​​here, thank you for your cooperation~”

The old man Bala couldn't make the transition from the set of bloody beasts to the current scene that was quite praised by the online store. Looking at the enthusiastic smile of the handsome young man in front of him, the dumbfounded old man could only open his mouth and silently nodded. Taking the pen, subconsciously put red ticks representing full marks on all the options.

Credits in hand! The young man's smile became more sincere.

"The surrounding mountains are not peaceful. If you can, please don't stay around for a long time-if you are still attacked, don't stimulate wild animals, hide, call our emergency number, within 3 to 10 minutes, there will be an emergency response team Arrive—remember, life matters."

After confirming that the scoring was finished, the handsome young man let out a sigh of relief. After admonishing him with a smile, he returned to the team, leaving behind the old man who hadn't figured out what happened for a while, boarded the helicopter, dragged The giant bird left in shock.

Can vaguely hear the complaints from the team.

"Which one is this? Are all the birds and spirit beasts from the Northwest Plateau running over?" This is the voice of the strong man like the iron tower: "I really believe in the academy, what's the matter? You can practice for a period of time with peace of mind ’, you haven’t been idle since the first day, have you?”

"Forget this one, it's the fifth one, relax, it's at least five credits! And these spirit beasts fly all the way towards the ruins without hurting anyone." That was the voice of the young man: "And it's rare to be able to capture so many The spirit bird can also deepen our teamwork ability... the most important thing is that it has credits!"

The other two people in the team did not speak, they were extremely cold and full of temperament.

...

Inside the Kunlun camp, there was a lot of noise.

"The students' enthusiasm for work is very high, and they are rewarded with credits. Even those who usually like to be lazy, they have exploded with far beyond their usual ability to act."

"The enthusiasm of the student days. Back then, my tutor also used the extra points in the exam to trick us into volunteer labor. This time it is my turn."

"Don't talk nonsense, this is called testing your character! Can testing your character be called deceiving people to work?"

For a time, the camp was filled with a happy atmosphere.

Since the opening of the Kunlun Secret Realm, relevant observers from the aura department in the Northwest Region have discovered that all the raptors and spirit beasts in the entire northwestern part of Zhengguo, and even in surrounding countries, are all flying towards the Kunlun Secret Realm. , There are also other spirit beasts approaching the Kunlun ruins, but they can't fly and have poor mobility, so they haven't reached the warning range for the time being.

This is too obvious a sign, so that it loses the value of guessing and analysis, but anyone who is not blind knows that in the Kunlun Secret Realm, at least one lineage of the "bird demon god" has been activated.

"The birds that come the fastest are basically golden eagles, or birds with golden wings—according to the records in ancient books... In fact, there is no need for ancient books. Anyone with a little common sense can see that there should be some birds in the secret realm. The long-lost 'Gold-winged Roc Inheritance'."

In the camp, Bai Canglang's tone was full of joy: "And according to the other types of spirit beasts that come and go, there are many inheritances of demon gods in the Kunlun Secret Realm, and it is basically confirmed! The resurgence of the imaginary Tao will be today!"

"But there are other beings in it, that's for sure, Cang Lang, don't be too happy." A bald old man who has grown old, said slowly, he is the head of the Xuan family, the generation of the Xuan family: "Carefully Think about it, the inheritance has been activated to this extent, there might already be a living Garuda in it, and its strength is at least at the extraordinary level. As for the example, isn’t Professor Su the same?”

At this point, all the researchers in the camp subconsciously turned their heads to look at Su Zhou who was eating roast chicken.

"What do you mean?" After all, it was Su Zhou, who was stared at by more than a dozen people, and he could still eat. He didn't stop eating at all, but used his spiritual power to vibrate the air and said, "Why do you all turn to look at me?"

Before opening the ruins, he dropped a drop of blood, so today he has to eat several times the amount to make up for it—anyway, the ingredients are provided by the government, so if you don’t eat for nothing, you won’t eat it.

I have to say that the chef is really good this time, the chicken is delicious and juicy, the taste is refreshing and not greasy, he can eat 10 more!

"The golden-winged bird eats five hundred dragons every day, and the dragon king has one..." Bai Canglang coughed, and the long-haired young man from the Baihu family explained: "Although it is a legend in the Zhu country, the dragon is a snake in their country. It's also Naga, it's a translation problem... But Garuda is the localized Garuda of Zhengguo, so maybe it really has some restraint on dragons."

"And when you advanced to Transcendence, didn't you also attract a lot of dragon species? In the South China Sea, a large number of sea beasts were gathered, just like the Dragon King... The vision of the Kunlun Ruins opened this time is probably similar. , This shows that this Garuda, at least has the strength of the Transcendent level, and even... high-level Transcendent is not impossible."

"How about this, Professor Su, how about adjusting the order of entering the ruins slightly backward?" This is Bai Canglang's tactful suggestion.

"Are you looking down on me?" This was a feigned anger response.

Although everyone knew that this was Su Zhou's joking response, they also knew what Su Zhou meant—obviously, he still insisted on entering the secret realm to explore in the first batch.

It is also in line with Su Zhou's youthful, vigorous and extremely confident personality. If he doesn't do this, he won't look like him.

But at this time, Su Zhou asked with interest in his heart: "Yala Yala~ You said that your blood is the source of dragon snakes, do you mean that you eat the special attacks that restrain dragons, and you also eat those who restrain snakes?" eat?"

"So what?" Yara was in a mess, and responded with some displeasure: "Don't put this kind of restraint on me - which incarnation of a great existence has never been deflated? Look at the incarnation of the World Tree , Jianmu was chopped down, and the Nine Realms Tree was gnawed by dragons, these are all normal evolutions."

And Su Zhou's leisurely voice sounded: "But I remember that in the legends of all worlds, there are legends about giant birds catching snakes—have you really been hanged and beaten?"

"..."

Yala was autistic, but Su Zhou also got the news he wanted - it seems that if there is a roc Garuda in the ruins, it may really restrain him in terms of attributes.

"It's not a big problem. After all, I'm just a human with Yara's blood, and I'm not really a dragon."

Thinking of this, Su Zhou didn't have the slightest burden in his heart: "Compared with this, it's better to think about it more. When I enter the Kunlun Secret Realm in a few days, how can I seize the opportunity to see the 'Peach' or 'Jianmu'? 'Where is it?"

After a few days.

October 3, 2015 at 9:15 am.

A total of eight first teams to enter the secret realm have been prepared, waiting quietly in front of the entrance to the secret realm on the top of the mountain.

And above the sky, the looming image of another world is almost real at this time, and it is gradually approaching the earth, and it seems that it is about to be completely connected.

Kunlun Secret Realm is right in front of you.

2 is more merged, write a little more today, make up for the late update, and there will be a third update in the afternoon.

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