Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun Howled in the Mating Apes' Lair! Evil Fire and White Tiger Became Moving Targets

As soon as the mechanical sound fell, two more golden locks on the other side of Sky Screen collapsed. Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun rolled and smashed through the crown of the tree. The branches tore their clothes and robes, and they fell into a mud pit together.

Dai Mubai got up first, opened his mouth and spit out two bloody broken teeth, his back was numb with pain, and when he looked up, he saw the dark forest, and there was no path that could be used by people.

Ma Hongjun got stuck in the crack of the tree root, with its butt raised so high that it took a long time to pull out the head. As soon as it took two breaths, a cluster of dark red flames burst out from the waistband of the pants.

"Boss Dai, help me take the picture quickly, Evil Fire...Evil Fire did it again!"

He turned over and slapped her several times, but before the fire was extinguished, Dai Mubai's sleeves were burned through. He jumped away with his hands so hot that his face turned ugly.

"Fat man, take it back, you're lighting a lamp with your butt!"

Ma Hongjun was so anxious that his face was sweating, and he crossed his legs to push Soul Power. He was familiar with the airflow that spread into a mess as soon as it rushed into his chest. Phoenix Martial Soul didn't even have half a feather coming out.

Soul Ring It's even worse. Normally, it looks very impressive when worn, but now it's turned purple from holding it in. There's only a circle of dusty air around it, and it even burns a hole in the crotch.

Douluo Continent Just as someone laughed, they saw a few pairs of red eyes flashing through the depths of the forest. The laughter immediately stopped, as the fat man's cluster of Evil Fire was sending a fishy-sweet smell into the old forest.

Dai Mubai also noticed something was wrong, grabbed Ma Hongjun by the collar and dragged him, "Stop practicing, run, get out of this forest first!"

The two of them stumbled out of the mud pit, and within a hundred steps, the tree trunk in front of them snapped, and a black-haired Mating Ape with a shoulder width of nearly ten feet fell, blocking their way to death with a long arm.

Ma Hongjun stopped his feet, and the soles of his shoes made two muddy ditches. He looked up and saw Mating Ape's grinning yellow teeth, and his calves became weak on the spot.

"What the hell is this? It looks too unreasonable, right?"

The crown of the tree roared, and seven or eight more Mating Ape swayed down. The mother ape and her young apes squatted on the branches, their nostrils twitching, all staring at the fire in Ma Hongjun's waistband.

Dai Mubai supported the prince's momentum and spread his arms to protect the fat man, "They are just a bunch of beasts. I dared to kill even Soul Beast back then, get out of here!"

The shadow of White Tiger had just emerged halfway, and when Heavenly Restrictions pressed it down, the shadow suddenly dissipated, and the rough Dou Qi in Meridians jammed into the palm of the hand, forming a purple bulge.

Dai Mubai gritted his teeth and pushed out his right palm, "White Tiger Fierce Light Wave!"

There was a muffled sound, and the flesh on the palm of his hand burst open on the spot, and blood spurted all over his face. The ball of white light was not even the size of a fist, and it disappeared after falling half a foot.

Mating Ape tilted his head to look at him, and suddenly slapped his hand. Dai Mubai's chest collapsed, and his whole body spun and hit a tree root, breaking three ribs in a row.

"Boss Dai!" Ma Hongjun rushed to help the person, but Evil Fire flew higher and higher. The flames licked the back and illuminated a circle of more and more red eyes.

A young ape grabbed a stone and hit him on the bridge of the nose. Ma Hongjun turned his head over and nosebleed poured into his mouth. Several young apes patted their bellies and screamed, treating him as an object of amusement.

The fat man couldn't bear to be so angry. He got up and spit out Heavenly Flames flames, "Phoenix Fire Line, burn you to death!"

The line of fire flew out three feet crookedly, scorching several tufts of black hair. The leader, Mating Ape, went crazy with pain. He threw his fists against his chest and stepped on Ma Hongjun's calf.

The crunch of bones spread, and the fat man's face twitched into a ball, hugging his legs and rolling around, "It's broken... My leg is broken, Boss Dai, save me!"

Dai Mubai stood up from the tree, his left hand was bleeding, and his chest hurt every time he moved. However, the royal family still maintained their dignity, gritted their teeth, and rushed forward to hit Mating Ape's waist and abdomen.

Mating Ape didn't even move back. His long arm wrapped around his neck, lifted it up and swung it twice, then smashed against the tree trunk, breaking off the shoulder bone and wrist bone.

Sky Screen Close up, the handsome face that once fascinated countless girls was covered in mud and blood, the left eye was swollen to a slit, and all he could say was a vague cry for help.

[Oscar: "Mubai, stop fighting, pretend to be dead, hurry up and pretend to be dead!"]

[Ning Rongrong: "Why are these Mating Ape still surrounding us? Who can save them?"]

In the Star Luo Imperial Palace, a group of veterans watched the prince being dragged by his legs by Mating Ape. Their faces were so hot that the emperor scratched the handrails and did not dare to look at the people around him.

Dai Weisi stared at Sky Screen. He was a bit gloating before, but when he saw that the number of Mating Ape groups was getting bigger and bigger, he couldn't hold back his smile.

"White Tiger's face was completely lost today."

Ma Hongjun was grabbed by the arms of two young apes and kicked again and again in the belly. Every time Evil Fire took a chance, Mating Ape would pick up rotten fruit and hit him with it.

"Stop stepping on it, ancestors, can I call you ancestors?" The fat man shrank his head and hid, "I don't want to risk the fire, I really don't!"

The leader Mating Ape smelled the scent on his body, grabbed his ankle and dragged him away. The gravel scraped his back, and the blood marks were dragged deeper into the cave.

Just as Dai Mubai was about to crawl, the other Mating Ape stepped on the back of his neck and pressed his entire face into the mud. His nose was filled with fishy water, and he couldn't hold him up even half an inch even if he grabbed it with both hands.

"Let... let me go, I am the Star Luo Empire prince, I can give you Gold Soul Coin, women, titles, anything..."

Mating Ape didn't understand Fengjue, so he picked up a handful of mud and stuffed it into his mouth. He raised his palm and broke a rib, and the young ape laughed and jumped around him.

Zhu Zhuqing stood in the Shrek Academy Square, with no trace of distress on his face. The old engagement token on Dai Mubai's chest was emitting a faint white light through Sky Screen.

Dai Mubai recognized the light and struggled to raise his head, "Zhu Zhuqing, Zhu Zhuqing you can see it, right? Please contact me and have a word with me!"

Zhu Zhuqing raised his hand and took off the jade button on the side of his neck. Thinking back to the women and the smell of alcohol in Suotuo City, he closed his palms and the jade button cracked in half.

[Zhu Zhuqing: "From the day you escaped Star Luo Empire, you abandoned me. Now it's my turn, Dai Mubai, live on your own."]

The white light was completely cut off, and Dai Mubai was stunned for a long time. Mating Ape dragged his legs into the hole, dug his ten fingers into the cracks in the stone, and his nails curled up and fell off.

"Zhu Zhuqing... Don't break it, please, don't break it!"

The black crowd of apes blocked the entrance of the cave, and Ma Hongjun's screams came from the depths first. Dai Mubai panicked completely, and the prince's frame broke into tears.

Sky Screen only left the last scene, in which the descendant of White Tiger buried his face in the mud, hugged Mating Ape's calf and kowtowed for mercy, and the mechanical sound overwhelmed Douluo Continent.

[Test results show that Evil Fire has become a bait to attract beasts, White Tiger has become a plaything for apes, Star Luo Royal Family is majestic, and the current balance is zero.]

Dai Mubai's plea for mercy was still hanging on Sky Screen, but the third golden lock had been released. Oscar fell into a mine cart, hit Black Crystal Ore with his forehead, and rolled under the car on the spot.

More than a dozen pairs of broken boots gathered around him. The mercenary put a knife to his neck and searched his body, only to find two rags and half a comb.

The leading mercenary spat, "You have tender skin and tender flesh, and you don't even have a money bag on your body. What kind of useless young master ran away from this family?"

Oscar heard the words and quickly smiled, "Brothers, I misunderstood, I am Soul Master from the food department. I can make sausages, and I can restore my physical strength after eating them."

The mercenaries looked at each other, laughed, and slapped him in the face with the back of their swords, "What is Soul Master, a street juggler?"

Oscar hurriedly raised his hand, Soul Power was crushed by the laws of the alien world as soon as it was gathered into the palm of his hand. The yellow light flickered on and off, and after holding it for a long time, only a ball of soft batter emerged.

"Don't worry, I'll try again, I Have a Big Sausage!"

There was a snap, and the gray-white dough fell into the mine cart. It was covered with debris. Not to mention regaining strength, it had to be sniffed twice before being thrown to a hungry dog.

The mercenary leader's face darkened, and he slapped him three times with his backhand, "Are you tired of fooling the Crazy Lion Mercenary Group with a piece of rotten dough?"

Oscar was hit so hard that the corners of his mouth were cracked, and he quickly protected his face, "This is the spell. It can be created. The laws of this world are suppressing me!"

The two mercenaries listened lazily, twisted their arms and dragged them into the mine. Qi-Sealing Heavy Iron Shackles fastened their necks and ankles, and their knees bent under the weight.

The steward was sitting on the wooden platform drinking wine, with his whip on the top of his boot. When he saw Oscar's handsome face, he was overjoyed and asked, "Can this Xiao Bai face be used to wield a pickaxe?"

The mercenary kicked him in the knee, "You can make sausages, and you have the unique skill of suppressing a ball of death with just one sentence. This is an eye-opener for everyone."

The mine slaves raised their heads numbly, Oscar's ears were red with embarrassment, remembering that Ning Rongrong was still looking at Sky Screen, the spell stuck in their mouths, and they couldn't say it out for a long time.

The steward hit his back with a whip, his clothes split open, and blood dripped down his waist, "Hurry up, hurry up, are we waiting to treat you to a meal?"

"I...I Have a Big Sausage!"

The dough fell again, and the steward raised his foot and flattened it, then struck his shoulder with another whip, opening a long gash in the flesh, causing Oscar to kneel down and hide in pain.

"It's time to recover your stamina. Let me see how you recover. If you can't build it today, just fill in the mine yourself!"

Oscar was recited more than a dozen times, and a row of dead dough bumps formed in the palms of the hands. Soul Ring still refused to show its head, and the Soul Power in the body was sucked out by the shackles.

The shadow of the whip fell over and over again, leaving bloody wounds all over his back, waist, and thighs. His handsome face was hit by the tip of the whip, and there was a rolled scar next to the bridge of his nose.

[Ning Rongrong: "Stop, he just Soul Skill failed, you let him rest, he will be able to create it!"]

[Bone Douluo: "Rongrong, they can't see us, and they can't get through even if they shout loudly."]

Oscar was dragged to the entrance of the shaft. The black hole under his feet was illuminated by torches, and poisonous powder was blown out by the wind. The chest of the mine slave who kept his mouth rang loudly from the cough.

The steward gave him a notched mining pick and said, "Three baskets of crystals are mined every day. If one piece is missing, a bowl of rice will be missing. If you dare to hide Demon Core, I will chop you off."

An iron boot kicked him on the back, and Oscar rolled down the wooden ladder. His forehead was bruised in seven or eight places. When he stopped, his face was covered with black water, and his mouth was full of mineral powder.

The mine slaves were all around with their pickaxes, and no one looked at him. There was no point in crying here, and there was no point in being handsome. If you didn't dig enough, you would be whipped. The rules were simple and heartbreaking.

Oscar propped up the mining pick and hit it for the first time, and the tiger's mouth immediately collapsed. The second hit only knocked off a few debris, and the heavy iron shackles still dragged the ankle down.

The old mine slave next to him glanced at him and said, "Save your strength, Xiao Bai face, those people outside are waiting for you to lie down tiredly so that they can be dragged to test the mine for poison."

"My friends will come to save me," Oscar gasped and smiled, "Boss Dai is very strong, Xiao San is even stronger, and there are two Titled Douluo."

The old mining slave was smashing rocks with his pickaxe, without raising his head lazily, "If you are so strong, you can still wear a chain to mine with me?"

This sentence was not serious, but it wiped out the smile on Oscar's face. Dai Mubai was dragged by Mating Ape. Tang San was trapped in a crevice between rocks. Who could save whom?

The first day of digging lasted until late at night, and only half of the three baskets were filled. The steward stepped on the rice bowl and whipped him twenty times, forcing him to kneel down and lick the thin soup off the slate.

The next day, my hands swelled up, and the blood bubbles in my palms burst. Every time I dropped the mining pick, black and red blood squeezed out of the wound, and my ten fingers gradually lost feeling.

On the third day, a corner of the mine wall collapsed, and rubble buried his legs. Oscar shouted for a long time, but the mercenary only threw a short shovel and asked him to dig it out by himself.

On the fifth day, three nails on my left hand came off, and two nails on my right hand got stuck in a stone crevice. When they were pulled out, only the bloody nail bed was left.

On the seventh day, the poisonous powder invaded the lungs, and the phlegm Oscar coughed up was all streaked with black threads. His knees were worn out and stuck to the material of his trousers, which would be torn apart again after taking a single step.

Sky Screen Seven days were compressed into just a few scenes, but Douluo Continent everyone saw it all, every whip, every mouthful of black water, every fallen nail was not missed.

Oscar When he raised his head again, his cheeks were sunken, his hair was in a mess, his beard, which he had cared for every day, had grown wildly, and his lips were split and bloody.

Ning Rongrong finally couldn't hold on any longer, so he rushed over and grabbed Sword Douluo's sleeve, "Grandpa Jian, split Sky Screen in half, go and save him, I beg you!"

Sword Douluo lifted Seven Killing Sword, and nine Soul Rings lit up in circles. The sword edge hit Sky Screen, but not even a ripple was aroused, and the back shock cracked the tiger's mouth.

"Rongrong, Grandpa can't get in."

Ning Rongrong cried so hard that his whole body was shaking. He turned around and grabbed Ning Fengzhi, "Dad, there are so many people in the sect, and even Grandpa Bone can tear apart space. Can't you try them all?"

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect Elders were divided into two sides. Some wanted to gather the entire sect Soul Master to attack Sky Screen, while others angrily accused Oscar of being just an outsider and not worthy of the foundation of the sect.

The quarrel became more and more fierce. Ning Fengzhi raised his hand and smashed the tea table, "That's enough. Titled Douluo can't even touch Heavenly Restrictions. What's the use of asking disciples to fill it in!"

Ning Rongrong slumped down, covered his face and cried, "He will die, he will really die..."