Chapter 757 The Consequences of Provoking Song Xiaodao

"Sir, it's that humble human. It's her who dared to challenge the majesty of the great corpse demon clan!"

A middle-aged woman pointed in the direction of Song Xiaodao and said to the young corpse demon flatteringly.

The young corpse demon looked at Song Xiaodao coldly. At this moment, his corpse demon nature was exposed.

Cruel, bloodthirsty, cold, evil...

At this moment, the group of people who were panicked when facing Song Xiaodao before seemed to have confidence and looked at Song Xiaodao sarcastically.

"Dead girl, your death is coming, and you still dare to eat beef there?"

"You dare to slaughter our livestock, how can you eat it, we want you to spit it out!"

"Sir, that little wolf is the demon wolf cub, and the Dongsheng tribe is willing to offer it to the great corpse demons!"

In the expectant eyes of everyone, the young corpse demon approached Song Xiaodao.

With his life level, he could not sense the extraordinary aura of Song Xiaodao and Xiaoyin at all.

"Human race, why don't you kneel down when you see me?" The young corpse demon spoke hoarsely.

No one saw that Song Xiaodao's tearful eyes had already shown murderous intent.

Perhaps those who saw it would not care.

No human race has ever been able to turn the tables in the face of the corpse demons.

It has been like this since ancient times!

The powerful corpse demons are an invincible existence, and they should be the heaven and master of the human race... This is the cognition of everyone in the Dongsheng tribe!

Finally, Song Xiaodao threw away the half of the ox leg in his hand.

Loli slowly stood up and walked towards the young corpse demon.

The young corpse demon's hands drooped, not caring at all, as if he had seen Song Xiaodao kneeling in front of him and begging for his life.

He even thought about how Song Xiaodao's delicate skin and tender meat would taste after being cooked...

However, the next moment, there was a flash of knife light!

Click!

It was a rusty iron knife, which was usually used by the tribe to chop firewood.

The afterimage passed by and swept across the arm of the young corpse demon.

In the shocked eyes of everyone, the arm of the young corpse demon broke away from the shoulder and fell down.

Dark and sticky blood gushed out...

The young corpse demon widened his eyes and stood there, his eyes full of disbelief...

He even forgot the pain, because his mind was full of, why is a hatchet so fast and so sharp?

He is a B-level corpse demon body with strong defense. Even low-level extraordinary weapons are very difficult to break through the defense...

There was no time to think further. Song Xiaodao reached out and held his broken arm in his hand, and took off the space ring in front of everyone.

Loli's expression looked better now.

For her, space equipment is an indispensable thing on her way to find Zhao Yin.

Then, a B-level long sword appeared in Song Xiaodao's hand.

In addition, there were two sandwiches, a compressed biscuit, and a bottle of B-level healing potion in the space ring...

Beef, mutton, pork, about two tons!

A B-level corpse demon only had these things.

But Song Xiaodao was still very surprised.

"You came to deliver food and solved some problems for me. Let me give you a good time!"

Before everyone could react, Song Xiaodao held the B-level extraordinary long sword in his hand and stabbed forward.

She was much faster than the young corpse demon, and the other party couldn't dodge at all...

"You dare...!" The young corpse demon's threatening words had not yet been finished.

Puff!

The long sword pierced into the young corpse demon's eyebrows, and then it was stirred, and the head exploded like a burst watermelon.

Black blood, skull, and black brain matter splattered everywhere.

Everything happened in just a few seconds.

Xiaoyin was still eating the beef leg that Song Xiaodao dropped. It was really too hungry.

"Stinky Xiaoyin, Zhao Yin is not here, so you don't have to work?" Song Xiaodao complained dissatisfiedly.

The little stinky wolf didn't seem to worry about her safety at all.

"Awoo~"

Xiaoyin reluctantly dropped the cow leg, growled, and his miniature body began to expand.

"Awoo... Roar!"

In the blink of an eye, the little wolf cub turned into a three-meter-tall, seven-to-eight-meter-long silver giant wolf!

Its silver hair fell down, fluttering in the wind, and its cold eyes looked around.

At this moment, the group of people whose minds were blank all trembled.

They finally understood what kind of existence that 'little wolf cub' was!

It was more terrifying than that terrifying loli.

Before everyone had time to kneel down and beg for mercy, the next moment, Xiaoyin's figure disappeared from the spot.

It was not teleported, but a real disappearance.

Invisibility!

Because the mutant beasts in Zhao Yin's hands were stronger than one another, this powerful supernatural power of it rarely came to the fore.

Then, the head of Chief Atui exploded, and red and white were scattered everywhere...

"Run! Go report to Lord Corpse Demon!"

At this moment, they finally understood the consequences of provoking that little girl.

Someone shouted, and the crowd fled in an instant.

But their speed, in Xiaoyin's eyes, was as slow as a turtle.

Puff! Puff! Puff...!

The sound of heads exploding came one after another.

Whether it was Xiaoyin or Song Xiaodao, in their concepts, there was no such thing as mercy.

They only knew that if they wanted to kill people, they had to kill them all.

Otherwise, they would be the unlucky ones.

As for mercy for the Dongsheng tribe, that was even more non-existent.

A moment later, hundreds of people all fell in a pool of blood.

Xiaoyin usually fights zombies, and he is used to headshotting them every time he fights.

All of them were pierced through the head by his sharp claws, and then crushed.

The strong smell of blood drifted in the air with the whistling east wind.

Song Xiaodao stepped forward and checked the corpses one by one, only to find an F-level iron rod and a set of B-level armor on the corpse demons.

Song Xiaodao directly put it into his space ring.

Killing people must have trophies, this is the rule, set by Zhao Yin.

Song Xiaodao kept it in mind.

At this moment, there were still one or two hundred people left in the tribe, and they had not stepped forward to target them before.

At this time, all of them knelt on the ground far away, buried their faces in the mud, did not dare to beg for mercy, but trembled.

Song Xiaodao took a look and ignored it.

"Xiaoyin, the space ring can still hold thirty cow legs. Go and slaughter fifteen cows. We need food."

Xiaoyin growled and immediately rushed into the cowshed and started killing again.

Song Xiaodao didn't like other parts of the cow, but he liked cow legs.

Xiaoyin slaughtered fifteen big yellow cows, cut off thirty hind legs with his claws, peeled the skin and bones...

Song Xiaodao walked to the tent in the distance and began to collect clean water.

Song Xiaodao glanced at a young man kneeling not far away.

The other party stuck out his butt and buried his face in the mud. His two black buttocks were facing the sky and trembling constantly.

Song Xiaodao threw a piece of beef to him.

"I ask you, are there any outsiders nearby recently?"

"Outsiders...outsiders?" The young man raised his head in horror, as if he didn't understand.

Song Xiaodao thought for a moment and said, "It's the person who fell from the sky."

The young man shook his head in horror: "The area within a radius of fifty miles is the territory of the Dongsheng tribe. Except for you, the girl, I haven't seen any other strangers."

"Are there other tribes nearby?" Song Xiaodao asked.