Zhen Shuiyin originally wanted to go to the rescue, but after thinking about it, Xiao Shui Yin should have a plan, and it was better not to interfere with it.

If he really couldn't beat or was going to die, Xiao Lynx's character would have asked for help or surrendered a long time ago, and he would definitely not be stiff.

The first to be hit was the green sweater of the Howling Lynx, which was instantly scorched and vaporized by the high temperature when it encountered the black electric light.

Then there's the soft cat's belly, which bends and bends to transmit power to the ground.

Eventually, a crater with a diameter of 10 meters appeared, the hard frozen soil completely cracked, and a thick cloud of smoke rose up, leaving visibility almost zero.

The monk Zhengfang Datengu, who was relatively close, felt the body under the fist, and was very surprised.

It stands to reason that it shouldn't be.

The force of this punch should turn all the flesh and blood creatures into blood marks on the ground.

It's like the blood marks around me, it's my own work.

Is there only a cat skin left?

But this soft touch, doesn't it look like?

Through the smoke and dust, the monk Zhengfang Datengu carefully observed.

Under the fists, it was the cheap cat that was holding on to death, with its limbs intact but weakly hanging down, crooked neck, closed eyes and tongue, and a trace of blood flowed out of the cat's mouth.

This is too perfunctory, right, I worked so supersonic inertial strikes, and you shed a trace of blood?

The monk Zhengfang Datengu can't accept it a little, is the body defense of this cheap cat so high?

Is he dead?

Look at this appearance, it must be dead, right?

If you don't become a dregs and bloodstain, at least you should be dead, right?

But is it dead or not?

The monk Zhengfang Datengu felt a little unsure, and his fists were pressed against the roaring cats for a long time before he slowly withdrew his fists.

At the moment when the fist left his body, Xiao Lynx's eyes suddenly opened.

The four cat's paws grabbed the fist of the Monk Masabo and climbed up his arm like maggots from the tarsal bones.

He climbed up his shoulders along his arms, then fixed his body with his hind legs, and opened his bow left and right with his front paws, constantly hitting the head of the monk Shobo Datengu.

Every claw is grounded, every claw is angry, and every claw is cathartic.

The monk is like a girl who suddenly has a bug falling on her head, jumping up and down, flying up and down, constantly relying on various postures to break free.

But Xiao Lynx finally seized the opportunity, how could he give it up easily, the hind legs were like a lock, tightly locking the neck of the monk Zhengfang Datengu.

The heavy blow of the cat's claw made the big tengu of Seng Zhengfang's brain more and more dizzy, and the strength of the struggle became smaller and smaller, and finally even the fluttering of the wings seemed so weak that he couldn't fly.

Just when Xiao Lynx thought that the battle was about to end, the eyes of the monk Zhengfang Datengu turned red, and then he remembered the memory that he was unwilling to face.

At that time, I was still a dog.

Every day, I tremble and avoid all kinds of fierce beasts, and I can't help but steal the dogs.

For a long time, he had resigned himself to his fate, and his fate should be so low, and it always should be.

Until one day, his luck came, and by chance he came across the corpse of a tengu.

After happily eating them all, he had wings, a human form, a noble bloodline, and a garment, and became a tengu.

From the moment he stood on his feet, he swore that he would never walk on all four legs again.

Use these God-given legs to walk out of your own path of glory.

In his opinion, his past is low-level, shameful, and unworthy of his current bloodline.

While despising his past, he despised all species that were inferior to himself even more seriously, and slowly turned into a paranoid who was judged by the superiority of the species.

Today, the arrogant monk Masabo Datengu, in order to survive, has to become the appearance he hates and despises the most.

Whoever let that be his original form, that is his strongest form.

It's a bit funny to say it, it's a trick to make people, the most powerful self, but the self that you despise the most.

This psychological torture is incomprehensible to ordinary people, and even the vast majority of people cannot understand it.

However, in order to live, in order not to be wiped out, the monk shobo Taitengu still bowed his head.

Landing on all fours again, he became the dog that made him feel inferior.

After experiencing this psychological struggle, the hatred of the monk Zhengfang Datengu for Xiao Lynx can be imagined, and he can't solve his hatred even if he dies.

Xiao Lynx felt that the locked Monk Zhengfang Great Tengu was changing, his neck was getting thicker and thicker, his body hair was getting longer and longer, and his little short legs could no longer fix his body, and he was thrown down by the Monk Zhengfang Great Tengu who had turned into a dog.

At this time, looking at the original human-like dog-like big tengu, the humanoid is no longer there, only the dog-like is left.

The big yellow dog, which was nearly three meters long, broke through all the clothes, stared at the red eyes, and trembled with excitement.

I don't know if it's because of anger, or because it's a little cold without clothes, or because of low self-esteem.

What is more dramatic is the long nose that is still red, and the katana strapped to the dog's waist.

When Xiao Lynx saw the transformed big yellow dog, he felt uncomfortable.

What kind of pedigree is this?

It's too miscellaneous.

It's not good at all.

Why does a good dog have wings?

Could it be that he destroyed the spirit envoy just now because he transformed into a big yellow dog?

It's not so powerful after this transformation.

Zhen Shuiyin, who has a better perspective, found a problem and reminded Xiao Lynx,

"Xiao Tian, it seems that he used to have more than one pair of wings, and there were four wounds on the dog's back, could it be that he used to have three pairs of wings?

What kind of monster is this? The experiment failed, right? ”

It is true that there used to be three pairs of wings, but after meeting the spirit envoy, because the monk Mashobo Otengu did not want to change into a dog form, he paranoid exchanged the two pairs of wings for a victory.

It's not worth it in the minds of any living being, but Sanshobo Daitengu just thinks it's worth it.

If he hadn't felt that his life was in danger just now, Sanshobo Datengu would never have had this choice.

That's what he insisted on.

Flapping the only remaining pair of wings, although it can also fly, but it is a little difficult to drag the huge dog body, it seems that it makes sense to have three pairs of wings before, at least it can fly steadily.

Hearing Zhen Shuiyin's words commenting on his appearance, it was like a thorn, which deeply hurt the self-esteem of the monk Zhengfang Datengu, I don't want to listen to what you say, damn it.

The huge dog body is quite flexible, especially the blessing of the wings, and the wind and rain ran towards Zhen Shuiyin, which is really scary to look at.

The humanoid monk Zhengfang Datengu just now, Xiao Lynx is still a little afraid, because he doesn't know the depth, especially if he still has weapons.

Now that the hole cards have been completely lit up, this is what this mongrel looks like, Xiao Cat is relieved, really relieved.

The seemingly weak body blocked Zhen Shuiyin's body, and Yun said lightly,

"It seems that you have some misunderstandings about the level of bloodline.

Open your eyes today, hillbilly. ”