"Class leader, spare your life!"

"Give me your life? Who spared my spiritual honey? My bear clan relied on this spiritual honey and stood among all the beasts. You four are the four of you. This is the way to break my bear clan."

The Bear King turned into a giant bear of more than ten meters. He grabbed one of the four brothers, broke his limbs, and rubbed his hands.

Make it into a meatball.

The means are indeed cruel, but the stupid two-money goods should not be, otherwise it will harm others and yourself.

Lingmi is produced by bee demons in the forest of monsters in the Western Regions.

The bee demon is not very strong, it is just a spirit beast. For the Bear King, a slap can kill tens of thousands of bee demons.

But they are too many. In a nest of bee demons, there are as many as 10 billion bee demons. Moreover, their bee tail needles can penetrate the spiritual defense and can even pierce the thick fur of the bear clan.

Every five years when I go to collect honey, more than a dozen bears have to die under the bee demon's siege.

This spiritual honey was exchanged for the life of the bear clan.

Now that these four silly silly have been told, Ling Mi will lose at least half of them, and they will die.

One of the four brothers died, and the three brothers looked as if they were ashamed. I still don’t understand why the Bear King wanted to kill them?

In front of the Bear King, resistance is to be a mantis armed mantis chariot.

The bear king rolled the human body into meatballs and threw it into his mouth to eat it.

His eyes were on the three living brothers.

"You have harmed the future of the entire bear clan. I will torture you to death and enjoy it."

The Bear King grabbed one person again, pulled off his leg, and threw it into his mouth.

Screaming in desolate, crying in despair.

"Damn monster, you must die a bad death, beast."

The bear king pulled off his other leg again, "I don't know if I can die well, but I know that you must not die well."

The Bear King quickly ate him.

The two living brothers roared in unison, "Damn Bear King, you will be skinned and cramped sooner or later, and you will be peeled alive."

The Bear King smiled, "There are only two of you, one is peeling and cramping, and the other is peeling alive."

The bear king stretched out his hand, and the terrifying demonic power imprisoned a person.

"You just peel and get cramps!"

The demon power pulled the man closer and then peeled off the entire skin.

The cramps cannot be thrust, so I can only thrust the bones, and a separation of bones and flesh has occurred.

Wu Que watched the bear king's cruel operation from a big tree not far away.

I held back my disgust and kept watching.

This is the law of the strong, so realistic, so bloody.

If the four brothers were strong, the Bear King would probably have been cut off and braised with bear paws, peeled them and made a bear skin coat, and set up an iron pot to stew the bear meat.

In the end, the bear king raised his hand and slapped him to death, and did not peel it alive.

He died the easiest, and he was the one who experienced the most miserable.

The four brothers and compatriots usually speak and do things so consistently. He also empathized with the other brothers' deaths.

The bear king turned into a human form. By chance, he turned around and saw a faraway place. Wu Que sat on the tree and looked at him quietly.

I felt nervous. I was killing humans and using such cruel means, I would not be retaliated by the masters of the same human beings.

Wu Que sat quietly without any movement. The Bear King didn't dare to stop for too long and left quickly.

Wu Que waited quietly, and Xiao Jiu came out, flew up and landed on Wu Que's shoulder.

"Little Shura, do you have any worries?"

Wu Que didn't notice that Xiaojiu used to call him "people", but now he has changed his name, "Xiao Shura".

Wu Que looked at the back of King Bear's far away and said, "Xiaojiu, do you think King Bear is cruel? Am I also numb and ruthless?"

"I just kept watching, watching the Bear King kill the four brothers with cruel means."

"As long as I say it, they can survive, but I don't, I just watch them be killed."

Xiaojiu sat on her shoulders, crossed her legs, and spoke casually.

“It’s not cruel or not.”

"Don't think too much, what's this! Shura Hell, that's cruel."

Wu Que looked at Xiaojiu, What kind of Shura Hell?

"What is Shura Hell?"

"Uh!" Xiaojiu slapped her mouth, and she was talking too much.

"You will definitely go to Shura Hell in the future. Don't ask now, it will not be of any benefit to you."

"Don't think about it anymore. This is the world. If you are strong, it's okay to massacre the world. If you are incompetent, it's wrong to sit there."

"Cultivation is actually a game of robbers. You compete with the cultivator and fight with all things. All things include reincarnation, destiny, and the way of heaven."

"Cultivation, becoming stronger and increasing lifespan are all actions that go against the will of heaven. If you go against the will of heaven, you will not have a good end. Since you embark on the path of cultivation, your cause and effect will increase, and good and evil will eventually be rewarded, it is no longer suitable for you."

"Only those who are more cruel can live better."

Wu Que's smile gradually became perverted as he listened to Xiaojiu's teachings.

"Xiao Jiu, are you sure you are the spirit of the alchemy furnace? You know so much about elixirs. I am afraid that you are a top-notch master, and even a god-transforming cultivator cannot understand what you said just now."

Xiaojiu smiled slightly, "I am indeed a spirit of the weapon, but I always feel that something in my memory seems to be sealed."

Xiaojiu gave Wu Que a strange feeling, and everything Xiaojiu did was a little abnormal.

Just by his spirit, he can also refine elixirs!

Even people need high talent to embark on the path of alchemy, which cannot be done by the spirit of weapon.

Seeing that Wu Que hadn't said anything for a long time, Xiao Jiu pulled his hair, "Xiao Shura, are you okay?"

Wu Que: "I am the Badao I cannot know. Xiaojiu, call me my name in the future, don't call Xiao Shura."

Xiaojiu nodded, looking very well-behaved, "I know, I'm missing."

"You are so small, your thumb is big! Do you call me a small lack?"

Xiao Jiu said one thing that directly made Wu Que shut up: "I have lived for many years, at least ten thousand years."

"Who are you talking about? Small lack."

After asking several times, Wu Que remained silent and said nothing, which made Xiaojiu very depressed.

"Small negation. Since you are on the Shura Road, I found that there is something wrong with your cultivation. Shura is very terrible. As long as there is a battle, the power will not be exhausted, but you are completely different."

"As soon as you use it, you will take time to get the power, and something is completely wrong."

Wu Que said: "How can I know that my cheap master said that the Badao lineage is like this."

Xiaojiu said: "In this way, don't use your strength these days. I'll check it out for you, what's wrong with it."

"As the strongest fighting race in the world, how could this happen?"

After Xiaojiu finished speaking, regardless of whether Wu Que agrees or disagrees, he directly penetrates into Wu Que's body.

The little body traveled between flesh and blood to check if there was anything unusual.
Chapter completed!