Original God: Coconut sheep breeder, Ganyu was raised by me

"Ah..." The rat monster roared suddenly, and its body suddenly expanded dozens of times, instantly bursting Zhuoyang's rock bindings.

It splashed everywhere and killed a few mice.

"Damned Hillichurls, you made me angry, and I'm going to eat you all today!" The rat monster opened his mouth, revealing his extremely sharp fangs.

Zhuoyang looked at the rat monster, which was a size larger than himself, and he was not afraid at all. Instead, he felt a little excited.

It's good that he can be tough, so I can let him help me get used to this body.

"Eat, I'll let you eat stones!" Zhuoyang said, raised his hands high and slammed the ground.

"Bang bang..." explosions were heard, and rock spikes exploded from the ground, arriving in front of the rat monster in an instant.

This time the rat monster seemed to be on guard, and immediately covered its butt with both hands.

The corners of Zhuoyang's mouth twitched slightly. Is he that kind of despicable person? What about the trust between people... and monsters?

A row of rock spikes hit the rat monster and it was instantly knocked away.

"Ahhhhhhhhh..." The rat monster screamed loudly, then jumped up and bumped his own head down.

In an instant, a huge rat hole appeared.

Seeing this, Zhuoyang immediately looked closely at the movements on the ground.

Sure enough, he soon discovered the pattern and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly.

The ground would bulge slightly wherever the rat monster passed. It might be hard for ordinary people to spot, but for Zhuoyang, it was easy.

With a "puff" sound, the rat monster broke out of the ground on the left side of Zhuoyang.

However, Zhuoyang noticed it in an instant, and smashed down on the rat monster's head with both fists.

The rat monster was hit hard by the punch and felt like his head was full of stars.

Then, just when Zhuoyang was about to pull him out, his hands slipped due to the smooth hair on his body, and the rat monster burrowed back into the ground.

However, this did not affect Zhuoyang's self-confidence. Instead, a playful smile appeared on his face.

"Boom..."

"Boom..."

Zhuoyang hit the rat monster's head again and again. As long as the rat monster showed its head, it would be beaten by Zhuoyang.

How should I put it, Zhuoyang is getting addicted to this game, it's just like playing whack-a-mole.

The rat monster really felt like crying but had no tears now. He felt a little regretful. Why did he have to be so humble as to burrow into the ground?

Now, he was beaten so badly that he couldn't even lift his head. He was killed instantly as soon as he showed his head, just like he was cheating.

There was no choice but for Shushu to retreat and try to come up and compete with Zhuoyang again.

However, Zhuoyang was addicted to playing whack-a-mole and didn't give him any chance to come up.

Seeing that he was about to run away, Zhuoyang immediately chased after him.

The rat monster was almost crying in the ground. It was really unacceptable to bully people like this. His claws were almost worn out.

There was no other way, the rat monster could only continue digging farther away. Otherwise, if he continued to dig like this, his clever brain would be broken.

As he thought about it, his two hands in front of him moved quickly.

However, he didn't scratch anything. He came back to his senses and looked down at his body.

"Ah..." Another scream rang out, this time accompanied by an echo.

Zhuoyang scratched his head and walked to the edge of the cliff.

After dozens of seconds, he heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground below, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

"How come such a big rat still has a bad brain?"

……

With the death of Rat, the rats that attacked the Hillichul camp gradually retreated.

When the hill people saw Zhuoyang coming back, they immediately ran over excitedly.

"Hehehe, if you have some skills, are you willing to submit to me?" Suddenly, a voice was heard, and it was obvious that it was a villain's voice.

"Come out if you're playing tricks!" Zhuoyang looked around but found nothing.

It has to be said that the spiritual abilities of the Hilichurls are really poor.

"Okay, I'll let you see my heroic figure."

The sound was heard again, ten meters away from the camp, a demon covered in black with fangs showing in its mouth appeared in front of everyone.

"Bats, vampires?" Zhuoyang muttered, and the demon on the opposite side heard it.

"I am the Night Shadow Killer God, not what you said...?"

The Night Shadow Killer God imitated Zhuoyang's speech, his fangs flashing coldly, and he gave Zhuoyang a sinister smile.

Seeing this, Zhuoyang almost couldn't help but give him a big dice.

"Your Majesty, he was the one who injured our people!" When Qiuqiu Shaman saw the Night Shadow Killer God, he immediately shouted excitedly to Zhuoyang.

The other hillbillies also showed their hatred towards the demon god, with mosaic words constantly coming out of their mouths.

Night Shadow Killer God naturally knew the anger of the Hillilians, but what was the use of the anger of this inferior race? It could only add to his jokes.

"Come on!" Zhuoyang raised his middle finger towards Yeying Killer God, with a mocking look on his face.

Although Night Shadow Killer God didn't understand what this gesture meant, he felt extremely angry in his heart.

Without saying a word, a very harsh sound came out of his mouth.

The sound hit Zhuoyang's body, causing him to tremble and a lot of rock chips fell off.

"Sonic attack, interesting!" Zhuoyang smiled faintly. This Hill Rock King may not be good at other things, but his defense is first-class.

Zhuoyang pretended to stagger and slowly approached the Night Shadow Killer God.

"Hehehe, you lowly races are only fit to be my food!" Night Shadow Killer God laughed loudly, seeming to have already secured victory.

However, his laughter did not last for three seconds before he was smashed away by Zhuoyang's stone fist.

"You are actually fine. Even lower-level creatures need to awaken their intelligence. How interesting!" The Night Shadow Killer God smiled faintly, and his two hands suddenly clasped together.

Suddenly, Zhuoyang felt dazed, and then he flew out.

"Swish, swish..." The sharp claws of the Night Shadow Killer God kept scratching Zhuoyang's body, leaving deep claw marks on Zhuoyang's rocky body.

Zhuoyang felt the pain and threw a punch forward, but his speed was too slow and was easily avoided by the prepared Yeying Killer.

“Hehehe, you still want to launch a sneak attack? Do you think that I am also an inferior and mentally retarded creature like you?” The Night Shadow Killer God laughed wickedly and continued to scratch at Zhuoyang’s wound.

Zhuoyang was helpless. No matter how strong the body of the Hill Rock King was, it could not withstand the grinding of the Demon God.

"I don't want to play with you anymore. I'll send you to death!" After saying this, the Night Shadow Killer God's claws began to flash with black light.

It turned out that he had only used his physical strength just now, without using any magic power.