Chapter 1174 The So-Called Durga

"Mortals are fragile and incompetent, but there are always a few people who burst out with earth-shattering energy in a mediocre group."

Huan nodded slightly, and after a while, he finally moved his eyes away from the Overlord's body.

"It's just a pity that the general was also taken away by him, and we lost a big help."

"It's a bit of a pity." Ning Xiachuan replied. They all saw the general's strength. Although his actual combat power was not strong, his use of military formations and blessing of the army allowed him to perform better than the top powerhouses. Greater capabilities.

Although the Overlord is strong, he is still trapped to death.

"I don't like to see this kind of lose-lose situation." Ning Xiachuan shook his head and looked under the mountain, but saw the general's body moving, and then he slowly climbed up.

"Not dead??"

Looking at the big hole in the general's chest, Ning Xiachuan was stunned.

"It was Duga's secret method that gave him immortality." Huan Ye looked over: "The Overlord..."

"He has burned everything." The general's voice came. He sat on the ground and picked up the broken bones, crackling like building blocks.

After a while, he stood up with some difficulty, raised his hand, and a mythical soldier quickly supported him.

"This guy." Looking at the upright figure of the Overlord on the mountain, the general couldn't help but be moved, and shook his head helplessly.

"He didn't want to kill me. The reason why he stabbed me was just to prove that he could defeat me."

"But what's the point?" Huan was puzzled and came to the general's side: "And even so, he still lost. He fought until he was exhausted and the whole army was annihilated."

"It's different for him. That year by the river, he didn't even stab me. I surrounded him with a large army and dragged him to the last moment." The general just shook his head and walked towards the mountain unsteadily. .

"His mind is not as good as the emperor who truly rules the world, but his bravery has not been matched by any general from ancient times to the present."

"He is not an emperor, but he is not a general either. Calling him an overlord is worthy of his name."

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"Father Dong, why didn't I see the dragon you fed?"

At the grocery market, Ye Fan and Dong's father looked for feed together. Taking advantage of their free time, Ye Fan asked questions wherever possible.

"When they have grown up and become dragons, they should be able to fly freely." Father Dong replied casually: "After the dragons are enlightened, I will no longer restrain them. They only need to come back and see me occasionally."

"Just let them leave?" Hearing this, Ye Fan paused slightly.

Those are dragons, and each one is a priceless treasure. Just let them leave like this?

"When children grow up, parents should let go." Dong's father saw Ye Fan's doubts and smiled slightly: "My feelings towards dragons are probably different from your modern beast masters. "

"They are more like my children. I raise them up, not to ask them to fight for me or anything like that. I just hope that when they grow up, they can transform from dragons into dragons, avoid pain, and get the right guidance."

"I like this process of nurturing. To me, the process of each dragon transforming into a dragon is like the experience of a child growing up."

"It seems to be different from the beast master." Ye Fan nodded, "To be more precise, should Father Dong be called the breeder?"

"I still prefer the name Huanlong." Father Dong replied, looking at another container, and then his eyes suddenly lit up: "This is a good thing."

As he spoke, he walked over quickly and picked up a can.

"What is this?" Ye Fan also looked over, but couldn't understand the words on it.

"Big bone fish oil is similar to ordinary fish oil, but the effect is better." Father Dong said, quickly filled a few cans, and gave two more cans to Ye Fan: "Qiongqi Hairy, eating some of this regularly can make his hair soft and smooth." ”

"It also has this effect." Ye Fan took it and looked at the puppy Qiongqi who was licking his hair.

"What are you doing?" Qiongqi raised his head and glanced at Ye Fan, "What kind of fish oil is as effective as my saliva?"

"Chi-li-chi-liu."

As he spoke, Qiongqi licked his own hair, and his wet saliva instantly smoothed the messy hair and stuck it together wetly.

"Ugly!" Ye Fan was furious. He opened Qiongqi's mouth and stuffed a box of giant bone fish oil into it. Then, he picked up Qiongqi and shook it, "Hurry up and give it to me."

Gulu.

Visible to the naked eye, a round box slid down Qiongqi's throat. By the time Qiongqi reacted, the entire box of giant bone fish oil had already entered his stomach.

"No..." Qiongqi licked his mouth, as if he was reminiscing, "Boy Ye Fan, it seems like... you haven't opened the box yet."

"You let me take fish oil and also gave me a can?"

"With your digestive power, a can can give you iron supplements." Ye Fan patted Qiongqi, "No need to be grateful, it's all for your own good."

"I appreciate you..."

Snap.

Ye Fan pinched Qiongqi's mouth and interrupted the violent speech that Qiongqi was about to blurt out.

"You two." Father Dong smiled helplessly as he witnessed the whole process, "It seems that real beast masters and beast masters are like you when they stay together. They fight and fight, but they are like relatives."

"That's right, I belong to Ye Fan..."

"Son!" Ye Fan pinched Qiongqi's mouth again, "Qiongqi and I really get along like a father and son."

"Haha." Father Dong smiled and looked at the next container.

"Father Dong, how much do you know about Durga?" Ye Fan followed him again. Time was urgent. The reason why he accompanied Father Dong to get the feed was naturally to get more information. "Does he have any special means that need to be paid attention to? What magical powers from the mythological period? Or something like that?"

"Durga? He should know a lot of magical powers." Father Dong thought: "He is the disciple of Tianzun."

"Tianzun?" Hearing this name again, Ye Fan paid attention: "Who does Tianzun mean?"

"It's hard to explain. You can understand it as the ancestor of a sect, or the initial haziness of heaven and earth." Father Dong's words were ambiguous, and he didn't explain much: "Speaking of Durga, he does have a lot of means, but many of them are no longer useful at this time. In terms of his own strength, Durga is not that powerful. From the perspective of magical skills, he shouldn't cause you much trouble."

"His means of creating mythological soldiers are It's already very powerful. "Ye Fan replied: "It is said that he even defeated Emperor Zhou with these."

"The means of the mythical soldiers were not his, and it was not him who defeated Emperor Zhou." Dong's father said, and shook his head halfway through his words: "But the matter at the beginning was unclear, and it was unclear who was right and who was wrong. It's been dragged on until now, and it's unclear. Anyway, it doesn't matter."

"It sounds a bit dragged." Hearing this, Ye Fan nodded. Although he was curious, he didn't ask any more questions, but just said: "Does Du Jia have any fatal points?"

"I really know what you said." Dong's father looked at Ye Fan, "This has to be said about Tianzun again."

"Du Jia's background is not good, and coupled with his evil intentions, Tianzun has never really valued him, which is also the root cause of his misfortune to the world."

"You know, people rarely become bad for no reason. It can be said that Du Jia has come to this day because of this. "