The seriously injured ancient ferocious bird cried out: "Your Highness, what are you doing?!"

"Jiu Tou, remember to go to Vajra Wheel Mountain!" His Highness Bofu did not answer the question, but ordered directly.

"Sir, what are you looking at?"

A dark-skinned but pretty girl looked at the middle-aged man beside her in admiration. Seeing the strange expression on his face, the girl couldn't help asking in local language.

The middle-aged man looking at the southern Xinjiang turned his head and said in a local language: "Ashmita, there is an old friend of mine."

The two of them stood on the shore of a small lake, not far away was a small village in the north of Zhendanci. Here, they burned their souls with His Highness Bofu, and the place to "rescue" the Nine-Headed Bird Ghost Car is less than a hundred miles away.

And this middle-aged man is Li Zhaozhou who has been missing for a while.

In fact, his disappearance was related to Li Zisheng, and the cause was that Mr. Li sent him a small plane. As a result, Li Zhaozhou was driving this small plane out alone for reconnaissance work, the weather suddenly changed, and a sudden storm blew him and the plane to the depths of southern Xinjiang.

Fortunately, he was not eaten by the monsters with his guns, but he didn't necessarily hang out in the southern border, so he had to move towards the south where the trees were even sparse.

Li Zhaozhou, who was walking along the river, finally arrived in Zhendanci. When he walked out of southern Xinjiang, he saved the girl of the low caste, Ashmita.

Exhausted, he followed Ashmita to this nameless village, where all the villagers were Dalit.

The so-called Dalit is the fifth class of the Sinian continent and the lowest class of humans. To be precise, people in this class cannot be regarded as "humans", they are just livestock. Dalits, that is, "untouchables", because they are the dirtiest things.

In fact, these Dalits are descendants of the losers who resisted the Brahmin gods.

In order to escape the enslavement of Brahmin gods and humans of the upper caste, they fled to this small valley very close to the southern border and lived.

However, this place is not only barren, but also easily attacked by monsters. With his cultivation and firearms, Li Zhaozhou not only helped the village resist those monsters, but also made the villagers here a little easier with his magic.

Li Dazhen, who was unable to go deep into southern Xinjiang to return to the settlement of Shuiyao Xingcha, could only stay in this place temporarily, and the girl Ashmita also became his chief "big disciple". Of course, according to Ashmita's intention, she wanted to become Mr. Li's "chief wife".

Today, Li Zhaozhou, who ran to the lake to fish and relax, sensed this familiar fluctuation. His heart couldn't help but be overturned, thinking about whether to go there to take a look.

Before he made up his mind, a strange sound came from the south sky, which was the sound of the birds flapping their wings. The two of them looked back and couldn't help but burst into tears. After seeing clearly, even Li Zhaozhou, who had experienced strong winds and waves, was shocked by the scene in front of them.

Nearly a hundred extremely gorgeous and colorful birds flew towards the village, passing over their heads and directly rushed towards the direction of the soul fire. They were so beautiful that even the sun was fading. They were so numerous that they actually covered half of the sky.

Li Zhaozhou recognized these colorful birds, which were the Yibi clan. His Highness Bofu's creations and relatives later defected to the Brahmin gods. He called himself Garulao.

Such a huge soul fire appeared in southern Xinjiang, which naturally could not hide the Brahmin gods on Zhendan Continent, but it was the first to tell that this was His Highness Bofu's soul fluctuation, but it was the Yibi tribe on the Vajra Wheel Mountain.

As traitors, they are of course the creatures that are most afraid of His Highness Bo Fu in the entire Great Jiu Continent world. Moreover, the soul fluctuation this time is so powerful, so it is not surprising that the Yiniao clan is dispatched on such a large scale.

Last time, the strongest among them, Nonutu, did not kill his "creator" when His Highness Bofu's strength was at its lowest point. This time the fluctuation was more than ten times stronger than last time. These luxurious and beautiful Garula dared not neglect and almost came out in full swing.

These Garudas naturally communicated with the Brahmin gods on Mount Sumeru, and reinforcements would arrive later.

"Ashmita, you go back first." Li Zhaozhou instructed.

The girl hesitated and said, "Sir..."

"As aware, go back to the village quickly."

After Li Dazhen finished speaking, he used his light skills and followed the flock of birds that had already flown over their heads to leave the small lake.

"Galaro clan, pay homage to Your Highness!"

After the Nine-Headed Ghost Car woke up from the severe pain, it was discovered that it had been surrounded by the colorful birds. The malice in the eyes of these birds even made the ancient ferocious birds a little cold.

"Damn the sling! It actually..."

The Nine-Headed Bird Ghost Car was a little amused at this time. It only now knew the arrangements of the Your Highness. It was completely put on its own.

Its soul fluctuations are almost the same as those of the Southern Prince. It now looks like a giant crow with black feathers, golden crowns, colorful tail feathers, and even its voice is exactly the same as His Highness Bofu.

In fact, the prince of the South injected his soul power into the seriously injured Nine-Headed Bird Ghost Car, "temporarily" shaped it into this, and at the same time, it also brought its strength back to about 70% or 80% of the original ones.

No matter how much the ghost car explains, it cannot make these birds believe that they are not Bofu birds, but the nine-headed birds.

Well, as an ancient ferocious bird whose strength is not inferior to His Highness Bofu, he doesn’t bother to explain. What else can I explain to my own food?

"Quaguaguaguaguagua..."

Surrounded by the Yiniao clan, the Nine-year-old ghost car did not get angry but laughed. The ghost car would not let go of the food delivered to the door in front of him.

It is originally a ferocious bird to eat!

What else is there to say now? The only word "war"!

But... I can't let that damn slinger bird get a bargain. If you ask me to go to King Kong Runner Mountain, I will lead these big roosters to Zhongzhou, Chixian.

"Your Highness Bofu" flapped his wings and rushed towards the Yibi in the north. A big battle began...

A dazed black crow jumped out of the ruins. It squinted its eyes and looked at the "His Royal Highness Bofu" and the Yiniao clan who were fighting in the darkness in the northern sky, and was filled with joy.

As expected, the nine-headed bird was about to fight against it, and it wanted it to go south but north, just to help it get rid of these damn traitors.

"Quagua."
Chapter completed!