Perfect World

A group of children were very excited and excited. They immediately ran over and surrounded Xiao Shihao, talking among them.

"You are so powerful, little one. You defeated these people one by one with one slap. Even the leader who knew the magic of fire and light was not able to hold on."

"When can I kill these bandits like grass?!"

Dozens of people were killed. Shi Feijiao and others showed no mercy and threw them into the mountains to feed the ferocious beasts. The hands of these vicious bandits were covered with blood. Letting them go was tantamount to punishing good and promoting evil. More people would be killed. Disaster.

As for the mounts of these people, some are too ferocious and cannot be tamed. They will be killed directly and will become the rations of everyone in Stone Village. However, there are more than a dozen beasts that are relatively docile and become the mounts of the villagers.

"Haha, little one, you have done a great job. These strange beasts are all good horses. The only disadvantage is that they are cruel and have to eat flesh and blood every day."

Shi Linhu, Shi Feijiao and others were very happy. Although they had not yet ridden the unicorn, it was not bad to have a group of excellent beasts to take their place first.

The mounts of these ferocious bandits are naturally not too bad, and are most suitable for traveling in and out of the wilderness. Although they all have bloody mouths, fangs, and dense scales, they are really strong. Once tamed, they will indeed be good horses.

The red sun was setting in the west, and the tribesmen were very happy. They cooked the killed beasts thoroughly in the disaster, and roasted them on the fire. The golden butter was shiny, and the aroma of the meat came out, which made people salivate.

While they were eating meat, they talked about the gains and losses of the day. The thieves and bandits who came were all killed, which made them feel bad. Finally, they vented some of the depression they had been feeling for the past few days.

"It's so satisfying. These vicious bandits have harmed countless small tribes and killed countless people. I can kill them today without feeling any guilt."

"Well done, little one. I saw you easily cracked the leader's terrifying fire technique when you dealt with him. It's really not easy. Our milk-sucking baby is getting more and more powerful, haha..."

A group of adults laughed and teased Xiao Shi Hao.

"Come on, uncle has specially prepared a can of animal milk for you, drink it." A middle-aged man with an unshaven beard came over.

The little one was very embarrassed, but he picked up the clay pot skillfully and poured it into his mouth. As soon as he took a sip, he shouted: "Liar, it's berry juice."

"Haha..." A group of people couldn't help but laugh.

After laughing, the old patriarch's expression became serious. He stood in front of the bonfire and reminded everyone, "This vicious bandit has been killed, but if you don't go back for a long time, it will definitely attract the main force and the sacrificial spirit."

"Grandpa, I'm going to take care of the trouble." The little boy stood up.

The tribesmen were worried when they heard this. Although the little one was very strong, he was still a child, and the other party had many masters and even a sacrificial spirit, which was intimidating.

What is a spiritual sacrifice? It represents mystery and power, and requires the tribe to respect and worship, and to offer sacrifices devoutly. It is extremely difficult to offend, and no one wants to enmity with the sacrificial spirits.

"This is an evil spirit, and I will find a way to get rid of it!" The little boy said firmly, and repeatedly assured the tribe that he would never show off his courage, and if something went wrong, he would escape immediately.

The unicorn Xiaobai will naturally follow him. At the critical moment, he can take him away quickly and escape from the murder.

Before setting off, Xiaodian suggested that the clan members should move first and not stay in this place. Everyone nodded in agreement, and the clan leader also meant the same thing, because it was difficult to predict who would win in tonight's battle. Once the little boy was defeated, the whole village would face bloody revenge.

"My child, I will go with you!" The patriarch wanted to accompany him.

"No, Grandpa Patriarch, you have a hidden injury on your body. You can't use the bone inscriptions at will. Leave it to me!" The little boy shook his head and disagreed.

"Child...it's hard for you!" A group of adults felt ashamed.

"This is what I should do, let's go!"

Finally, the little boy took to the road, riding alone towards the end of the earth, with a sense of pride to destroy that powerful bandit alone.

He had already learned the whereabouts of those people from the mouths of those fierce bandits, and now he rushed into the wilderness like a silver whirlwind without stopping.

The unicorn was galloping like lightning, climbing over mountains and ridges, crossing mountains and ravines, the mountains and forests on both sides retreating rapidly, and finally approached its destination after half an hour.

The moonlight was hazy, and wild beasts roared in the mountains.

This is a high-lying mountainous area with simple fences. A group of fierce bandits have temporarily camped here. They live in no fixed place and have already adapted to this kind of life.

The bonfire was beating, and the bandits were eating game. Groups of three and five were sitting around the fire, tearing into pieces of roasted meat, and talking about something.

Not far away, a group of ferocious beasts were either tied to ancient trees or chained to boulders. They were all very ferocious.

This is a simple mountain village, with a few people standing guard, always on guard against the approach of ferocious beasts in the mountains. After all, this is a vast wilderness, and powerful monsters may suddenly appear.

The little boy came on horseback and sat on the silver unicorn. Like a white-robed general coming from the sky, he turned into a stream of silver light and arrived in an instant.

"Who?!" the people guarding the gate and sentry shouted.

"Xiaobai, hide first!" said the little boy, leaping up and landing on the ground. At the same time, he tossed the fur ball on his shoulder back onto the unicorn's back.

"It's so strange that a little kid actually came here." The people guarding the gate of the cottage were surprised, but they didn't dare to look down upon it, because the weirder it was, the more nervous and important it would be.

"Someone is breaking into the stronghold!" they shouted, sending a message inside.

The little boy was fearless and strode forward, just like an invincible general. Although he was small, he actually had an intimidating temperament and the power of a dragon or a tiger.

"Stop!" A fierce bandit blocked him, holding a war spear and stabbing forward fiercely.

"boom!"

The little boy raised his hand and slapped it with a slap. The spear broke with a click, and the man flew straight up and fell dozens of meters away. He stopped when he hit a huge rock and collapsed there immediately. Not moving anymore.

"So strong!" These fierce bandits gasped, and quickly retreated one by one, opened their big bows, and stretched the bow strings. One after another, the iron arrows pierced the sky, making a sound like a ghost's roar, and flew towards the little one, accurately and accurately. Cruel, very sharp.

"Buzz"

The little boy drew a circle with his left hand, and a vortex of runes suddenly formed, spinning at an extremely fast speed. All the densely packed iron arrows were sucked in, and then they were twisted into iron powder and fell to the ground.

"Oh my god, little monster!" These bandits were surprised. They had gone through many bloody battles and encountered various people, but they had never seen such a child, so young, yet so terrifying.

The little boy slapped his hand, and runes filled the sky. The dozen or so people who came after hearing the news flew up like straw, and hit the boulder behind them. They vomited blood and could not get up again.

"The enemy is attacking, prepare to fight!" A sharp whistle sounded, the village was in chaos, and all the bandits stood up.

The little one was fearless and charged straight in. He fought the fierce bandits with his bare hands. Without wasting any strength, more than 20 people suffered broken bones and tendons, losing their fighting ability.

"It's amazing, it's actually a doll!" A leader appeared. He showed a strange light and stared at the little one endlessly.

Shi Hao took a step forward, as if he was in an uninhabited area, and continued to take action. Seeing this, the man rushed towards him very quickly, his body glowing with treasure, and then pieces of armor appeared one after another, covering his body.

"Hmm, crocodile armor? No, it's an armor made of pangolin scales." This man looked like a big crocodile, with shiny scales, ferocious and ferocious, charging forward.

"boom"

The little one slapped him away, and everyone else was knocked away, with their bones broken. Only this person was knocked flying by such a huge force, but he immediately got up again.

"Is it a Noble Phantasm?" The little boy's eyes suddenly lit up. This kind of thing was very rare. He quickly rushed forward and took action again.

"Well done!" the man shouted, raising his palm to meet the attack, the talisman flashed, and the palm glowed like an animal's claw.

"boom"

The little one remained motionless, while the man's arm spasmed and deformed. Although the armor was good, it was still unable to protect him completely, and his arm bones were broken.

"You..." He simply couldn't believe all this. The enemy on the opposite side was so powerful at such a young age. It was beyond imagination. How could an ordinary child reach such a level at this age?

"Come again!" Xiao Budian stepped forward and took action again. He wanted to test whether the opponent's scale armor was a Noble Phantasm and whether it had any effect.

"boom!"

This time, the bandit leader flew straight up, his other arm was broken, his sternum collapsed, and his scales fell off in large pieces, making him unable to withstand the huge force of the little one.

"It's a pity that it can't be considered a Noble Phantasm. The runes inside the scales are incomplete." The little one shook his head.

And these fierce bandits were all dumbfounded. This was a leader, extremely powerful, but he could only support a few moves in front of this child, and he collapsed there like a puddle of mud, unable to get up.

"Trash, you guys can't even stop a child?" At this moment, a middle-aged man's voice came, loud and loud, like a golden bell buzzing and trembling.

The little boy stopped. He knew he had met a real master. There was a very strong rune fluctuation in front of him, like a ferocious beast waking up from its slumber.

This man had thick black hair, mostly white eyes, some of his pupils were pale gold, and his aura was extremely strong. The mountainous area trembled with every step he took, as if a huge creature was approaching.

This is the real big leader among the fierce bandits. He controls more than a hundred strong men, has superb methods, and is accompanied by a powerful sacrificial spirit. He is no ordinary person.

"Chi"

A ray of fire lit up, and then in an instant it was overwhelming and turned into a sea of ​​fire, instantly submerging the surrounding area of ​​the little one.

The middle-aged man suddenly took action without any unnecessary words. It was also a fire technique, but the power was different.

With a chirping sound, a small river nearby was evaporated, and the surrounding rocks instantly turned into magma. The place was like an active volcano crater, gurgling and unstoppable.

The little one was surprised. This was a truly great master, beyond his expectation. He had thought that having only one sacrificial spirit was terrifying, but he did not expect that the big leader could be so extraordinary.

"Buzz"

He put his hands together, and a silver moon rose up, spinning around, quickly absorbing the firelight, and then enlarged, and the silver plate covered the place. This was a treasure technique he obtained from Ziyun, Dapeng, and Xiaoqing.

"You are a child from that village, and you are so powerful?!" The middle-aged man was shocked when he saw that the little boy had dispelled his fire spell. He had an excellent memory and actually remembered where he had seen the little boy.

The last time he went to Stone Village, he sat on the ferocious beast and looked at it indifferently from the back without any expression. His eyes were sharp at that time, but now he still has an impression.

Facing this enemy, the little one didn't dare to be careless. The runes flashed and he used his magic to prepare for the attack.

At this moment, the middle-aged man's whole body glowed, and he roared, shouting: "Sacrifice to the spirit, please give me strength."

With a roar, his body seemed to be on fire and turned into a human-shaped pangolin. The light was blazing. The man stood there, shaking his head and tail, and launched the most powerful attack.

"brush"

He waved violently, and a huge photochemical claw flew across the air, grabbing the little one. The sound of the Tao roared, and the divine patterns filled the sky.

With a solemn treasure, the little boy gave a soft drink and performed a magic spell. A huge silver moon appeared behind him, with a diameter of one foot, reflecting the scene brilliantly, like a bright divine ring, protecting him in the center.

Silver light evaporates, constantly pouring out from the moon disk, rushing towards the giant claw, making a violent collision, exploding in the sky, and turning into a brilliant rain of light.

This scene is shocking and beautiful. Behind the little one is the silver divine moon, shrouded in hazy holy light, like a young god.

Opposite, the human-shaped pangolin roared and said: "Last time, if I had bloodbathed that village, maybe there wouldn't be so many things. Did you make a breakthrough recently?!"

"Not bad!" The little boy didn't deny it. Three volcanic craters emerged in the void, surging "magma", which was the essence of God, pouring into his body.

"What?" The powerful middle-aged man was shocked. As soon as he broke through, three holes were opened in a row. This was unheard of, like a fantasy, and terrifying.

"I didn't expect that such a peerless genius would appear in this wild land!" the middle-aged man roared. After transforming into a human pangolin, his whole body burned with light. He looked very scary and said, "I should have slaughtered that village earlier."

The little boy's eyes were piercing, and the silver moon behind him shone brightly, casting out vast swathes of holy light, submerging and enveloping him, making him look even more like a god.

The two fought fiercely, and dozens of moves passed in the blink of an eye. The silver moon behind the little one suddenly trembled, and a bird's cry sounded. A huge ancient demon bird appeared, rushed out, and quickly enlarged, covering the mountain in an instant.

"puff"

The ancient demon bird flew across the sky, and a claw fell down, shattering the endless runes of the middle-aged man, tearing off one of his arms and shoulders, and almost split him in half alive, and blood spurted out on the mountain ground. splash.

"ah……"

The middle-aged man turned into a human body, and his whole body's light disappeared, and he fell into a pool of blood. He was very unwilling, his eyes were dim, and the fierce light was disillusioned. He said to himself: "I have been practicing for half my life, and I only broke into the cave world at the age of thirty. Now I have practiced for five years." You are more than ten years old, and you have not yet broken through to a higher level. You are just a baby, and you are actually at the same level as me."

He was angry and had a complicated look on his face. He was quite shocked and unwilling to see such an incredible child like Xiaodian.

A group of fierce bandits were dumbfounded. The leader who usually looked up to him like a god was actually defeated. An arm was violently cut off by a seven or eight-year-old child. It was shocking and terrifying.

"Boom", "Boom"...

The mountain shook, and a pale golden behemoth appeared. In the night, it was like a brilliant golden mountain had arrived, turning the mountain into gold.

The sacrificial spirit appeared, with extremely cold eyes, like two golden lanterns, flowing with terrifying light, staring at the little one with shocking murderous intent.

The little one was very calm, without any fear, and said to himself: "Sacrificial spirits are mysterious and powerful. They have many secrets. I have never killed them before."