He shouted and shouted, the black demon was shocked, and when she looked back, she saw the demon hunter and the mouse on her shoulder. It was originally just going to catch the bowl demon. Seeing this, she opened her mouth without any hesitation, and slammed it out. The bowl demon was wrapped in his mouth and dived into the tide of monsters.
Xifeng didn't expect it to kidnap the bowl demon in front of him, and he was so daring.
Before she could react, Xiaohuo was already chasing in that direction, followed by Xifeng. The three quickly passed through the crowded demon tide one after another, blowing a demonic wind.
The demons "huhu" protested, and the whole downtown became more noisy.
The high priest who was far away from the Baizhang Observatory listened carefully, and said respectfully to the others with great joy: "Congratulations from all the demons, it can be seen that the demon world is prosperous."
Sitting in the large chair, the demon king cast his eyes far and wide. He noticed a few wisps of aura that were different from this demonic aura, and his eyes closed slightly.
In this demon world, it seems that several big figures have come.
Suddenly, a touch of dragon energy appeared in the chaotic demon energy, and the eyes of the demon king suddenly widened.
In the past, when Xifeng tracked the little black monster, he followed its scent. However, there is a strong monster everywhere here. If one is not careful, the little black monster has disappeared. track.
Xifeng stopped to gasp for breath, clutching his stomach, almost out of breath.
"That little dwarf is so haunted." Xiaohuo shook Xifeng's ears vigorously, "grab it and make it a snack for me!"
"Boiled!"
"Steamed!"
"Boiled!" Xifeng was furious. There were monsters all over the place. As soon as he came in, he ran into the bowl monster, how lucky he was, but a little black face appeared. Only half of his breath did Xifeng feel that there was an empty space next to him, and he reached out and scooped it up, hey!
What about Qingyuan
Xifeng immediately looked at the front, back, left and right, but couldn't find any trace of him.
Could it be that he lost it when he tracked the little black face just now
No, it's impossible to lose with his speed. That is when she stopped to catch her breath, he continued to chase after her
Xifeng frowned, worried. It doesn't matter if he loses her in the world, no one in the world can touch him anyway. But in the demon world... and it was the birthday of the demon king, the appearance of a god-defying dragon would probably cause turmoil.
Before they entered the demon world, they had already hidden their breath, so they couldn't use the tracking spell now, otherwise, Qing Yuan's identity would be exposed immediately, and they would be in danger.
"Xiaohuo, you go to Qingyuan, and come back immediately when you find it."
Xiaohuo was a little worried about her: "I'm gone, what should you do, in case your identity is discovered..."
"I'll hide it." Xifeng patted its head, "Come on, don't let that silly dragon cause trouble."
Xiaohuo also thinks that Qingyuan's loneliness will have more serious consequences. For example, if the dragon swings its tail accidentally, there will be a huge misunderstanding between the demon world and the god world. Rhythm!
Huh, think too much.
Xiaohuo shook his head, jumped away one step, and went to find Qingyuan.
Xifeng also walked in the other direction, but after a dozen steps, he saw a guard coming from across the street. Walk through the blocked road towards her.
Xifeng paused for a while, but felt that it was impossible to find him, after all, she was well hidden.
It wasn't until there was a distance of ten feet away from them that Xifeng suddenly saw the leading monster guard give her a casual look. It is sizing, speculation, and vigilance.
Xifeng suddenly understood that they were really here to grab him, and he turned to leave when someone grabbed his wrist. Almost instantly, he disappeared into the sea of monsters with that person.
The guard didn't even see how the girl disappeared, and turned around, making sure that no one could be found before leaving.
Like the wind, there were hardly any shadows of the two of them on the ground.
After leaving this demon city, Xifeng, who was still clenching his wrist, said in a deep voice, "Let go."
The steps stopped, the wind stopped, and the shadow was firmly branded on the ground.
A shadow is the figure of a slender girl. A shadow is the figure of a tall man.
The person who came was not the Qingyuan she was looking for, but the person she didn't even want to look at.
"The demon world is not the place you should come."
The man's voice was cold, and the eyes he looked at Xifeng were all reprimands.
"Oh." Xifeng turned to look at this quiet alley with a cold expression on his face. After thinking about it, a trace of sarcasm smeared on the corner of his lips, "The birthday banquet of the demon king seems to be profitable, so I want you to go out in person, the Lord of the Spirit Palace."
The Lingdian is the largest sect of catching monsters in the world. There are many disciples under the sect, the national teacher also comes from the Lingdian, and the guards of the palace also have people in the Lingdian.
They not only catch demons, but even guard the royal family and control the life and death of this country.
Li Qianzhan is the master of the Spirit Palace.
Master of the West Wind.
"The man following you is Qinglong?"
Xifeng pursed her lips, her eyes filled with inquiry: "You know? Who told you? Are you still monitoring me?" She mocked, "Are you concerned about me, or are you trying to find out if he is Qinglong?"
Li Qianzhan said almost without any thought, "The latter."
Even the hypocrisy is omitted, Xifeng is really convinced of him, but this is her master, a heartless and indifferent master.
Seeing her, Li Qianzhan stopped speaking, his eyes fell on the flute around her waist, and his eyes narrowed slightly: "You have left the spirit hall and you don't recognize your identity, so you don't deserve to use the spirit hall's things."
After speaking, the flute from Xifeng's waist suddenly flew out, almost falling into his hands. Xifeng paused, quickly stretched out his hand to catch it, retracted his hand, and said coldly, "All the swords in the six realms have their own spirits, and only one person is recognized. This sword was found by me, not yours, nor is it something from the Spirit Palace."
When the words fell, the person in front of her hardly moved, and the flute was about to be released from her hands.
There seems to be a sucking hole in the front to suck the sword away. Xifeng's expression changed, and he clenched his flute. The sand and rocks on the ground were forced to drill into the black hole. Xifeng frowned and chanted a spell in his mouth. The spell turned into an invisible blade and stabbed at Li Qianzhan.
Before the sharp blade approached him by half an inch, it was shattered by the spiritual energy around him, and the shattered sharp blade instantly bounced toward the west wind.
Xifeng raised his hand and waved, his sleeves swiftly swept away, turning the broken blade away.
"Growing up."
Xifeng couldn't stand the temptation that he would inevitably appear every time they met. She suddenly cast a thousand jins of spells, and her whole body and flute were sucked into the black hole in an instant.
Almost at that moment, Li Qianzhan swept his eyes, and the black hole disappeared instantly. The west wind did not stop. At this moment, the flute had turned into a sword, and it pointed towards the center of his eyebrows.
"hiss-"
The sword pierced through the gust of wind, slashed through the wind and stabbed, making a cold and crisp sound of the sword.
But when the sword was about to pierce his forehead, Xifeng, who sensed the danger, hurriedly retracted his hand and hurried back.
Li Qianzhan, who didn't move half a step from the beginning to the end, looked at it coldly: "You're smart."
If her sword was half a point closer, the sword would shatter.
Xifeng, who was in a cold sweat, was holding a sword, but he didn't dare to let her flute appear in front of him. She couldn't beat him, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't beat him.
West Wind has hatred in his heart.
She almost summoned the Heavenly Thunder Curse just now, and slammed a thunderbolt on his head. But she didn't dare, if she really attracted Tianlei, it was estimated that he would be hit on the head by him.
The deadlock between the master and the apprentice has not been broken yet, and a group of demonic energy suddenly appeared in this alley, rushing straight towards it. Xifeng looked over there, and saw that behind the black gas, there was a booming group, shouting, "You spit out the bowl, little dwarf".
Xifeng came back to his senses, was Xiaohuo chasing Xiaoheiface? When she looked at the direction again, she was at the back of Li Qianzhan's head.
The little black face is afraid... to die.
The little black face was still wrapped in a bowl demon, and he stretched his black face so much that it was deformed, and he refused to let go.
It didn't jump up until it was almost behind the man's head, trying to jump over his head. But in an instant, a white light stabbed upwards, and that white light could cut it in half.
The little black face, who was shocked by the murderous aura, was stunned for a moment, and suddenly saw the crappy monster hunter slap it away, and the white light brushed past.
Xiaohuo, who was chasing after him, grabbed the little black face who fell to the ground, and was also stunned when he realized the identity of the man in front of him, and even forgot to grab the bowl.
Bai Guang didn't hurt the little black face, but he stabbed the hand that pushed the little black face away from the west wind. He saw blood in the palm of his hand, and he covered it with one hand, but there was still blood flowing.
The bloody smell unique to mortals overflowed, causing the nearby monsters to smell the blood.
Li Qianzhan said in a cold voice: "Being injured for the demon, being kind to the demon, who taught you?"
Xifeng covered his injured hand, stared at him and said, "My mother."
Li Qianzhan was slightly stunned, when a demon came, he glanced at it, and instantly disappeared in place.
Xiaohuo has left his little black face and ran in front of Xifeng, turning into a huge fire rat: "Go."
"It can't go away." Xifeng was so frightened by the overwhelming demonic energy that he hugged its neck and shivered, "I will be eaten by the monsters, I will eat it, I will eat it..."
Xiao Huo couldn't bear it any longer: "Shut up, you can't come up."
"Come on!" Xifeng jumped on its back, and the demonic aura became more and more intense, making her a mortal breathless, "Run."
With an order, the small fire flew into the sky, and the demonic energy that rushed from the sky was scorched by the red fire, and the sky was opened without resistance.
The little black face still wrapped in the bowl demon looked up, and the two big bright eyes were even brighter, brighter, brighter.
Big... monster... strange.
thump.
His heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't hold back the great joy.
It has been searching for the big monster unrelentingly, and has a new goal.
"Wow." It spit out the bowl demon and followed the red light.
After all, this is the demon world, and the blood is endless. No matter where you go, you can attract a bunch of monsters, big monsters and small monsters, all to follow.
Xifeng just turned around casually, and saw a mighty tail. Looking back again, the tail turned into a dragon.
She hugged Xiaohuo's neck and cried bitterly: "I'm going to be eaten, Xiaohuo, so you always eat monsters as snacks, now you're going to be snacks."
Xiaohuo snorted: "Don't worry, before they catch up, I will throw you out as a bait and then escape."
Xifeng scolded: "No conscience."
Xiaohuo's speed was very fast, and gradually got rid of the group of monsters behind. The two of them were relieved when they suddenly found a mighty monster standing in front of them.
Those monsters were different from the monsters who were scattered and formed a temporary team behind. They were dressed in armor, holding halberds, and waiting in front of them very neatly.
Xiaohuo hurriedly turned around to run, but there were enemies behind him.
Enemies on the belly and back are like a turtle in a urn.
Xifeng felt that the matter was serious, and there was no way to escape.
The monster guard flew forward and blocked Xifeng Xiaohuo's path, which shocked Xifeng.
The head guard said, "Let's go."
Xifeng weighed his own abilities and the speed of Xiaohuo eating monsters. He was particularly sensible and did not resist. He had already imagined eighteen cooking methods in his mind.
"Brother Guard, we really didn't mean to break into the demon world, but we were full of admiration for the demon king, so we took the risk and wanted to give a generous gift."
The man didn't listen, and continued to move forward with the west wind.
Xifeng said again: "We are just small shrimps among the intruders, and there is a big lobster over there. It is the hall master of the spirit hall, big guy!"
The man still didn't listen.
Xifeng really wanted to hold his ear and shout, but she didn't dare.
The guards walked all the way until they stopped in front of a palace.
Xifeng didn't have time to look at the palace, but just looked up at random. It really is demonic, not like the splendor of a palace on earth, nor like the green ghost of Yama Hall, disheveled and tasteless! Not even a single gemstone, not even a crystal column.
Xifeng, who was about to be made into eighteen dishes, thought of Qingyuan again: "Xiaohuo, if we were made into dim sum, what would Qingyuan do?"
She turned into a big slap and was tied to a small fire that was sturdy and hung on the halberd. She rolled her eyes: "Worry about yourself first."
Xifeng is still worried about Qingyuan, the silly dragon, lost in the demon world, and he doesn't know if he can get out. Like his character, no matter where he is, he will be beaten.
There is no money back in the world.
The west wind fell into deep worry.
She was so worried that she had hallucinations and saw Qing Yuan standing at the table full of dishes and waving at her.
Ah... an illusion.
Xifeng suddenly returned to his senses, and when he took a serious look, that person was Qing Yuan!
She was surprised, and then the guard next to her reached out and asked, "Please take your seat."
"what???"
Qingyuan, what did you do to them? Did you kidnap the demon king? !
When she was surprised, Qing Yuan had already appeared in front of her, throwing her blue silk flying.
"You are injured." Qing Yuan took her hand and saw the blood oozing from her fingers, her eyes filled with great sadness, "You are going to die."
The corners of Xifeng's mouth twitched: "I repeat, I, we, Fan, and people are not so vulnerable!" Seeing that he was safe and sound, she sat down at the table for eating and drinking, and asked, "Who are they?"
Qing Yuan took her hand carefully and blew at the wound.
The wound was gradually closing, but it was a bruised and bruised bone. The wound was very deep and not completely healed.
This wound reminded him of the injury on his collarbone.
resembles.
Xifeng doesn't care about his injuries at all, but the ones who can summon the guards to "catch" them are definitely not ordinary monsters: "Who are they?"
"Oh, that little fat guy?"
"..." Xifeng turned back and glanced furtively, where is the little fat man! All handsome guys and beauties, where are there fat people. Suddenly, she saw a man looking at her. The man's face was handsome and his eyes were a little cold, but it didn't make people feel scared.
She looked at it, and always felt that this person was a little familiar.
She seems to have seen it.
Xifeng's body stiffened: "Demon, demon, demon king."
Qing Yuan turned to look and nodded: "Yes, it's that little fat man."
Xifeng shook violently: "...you're going to die! You're calling the demon king little fat man in the demon world! You're going to turn into a hand-torn dragon, don't you know! Besides, people have a well-proportioned figure and no fat, so don't be jealous of him calling him small Fat man."
Qing Yuan frowned and said, "He used to be a little fat man." After speaking, he waved to the man, "Come here, brother."
"..." Xifeng was dumbfounded.
ha? ? ? younger brother? ! ! !
She suddenly remembered that the demon king seemed to be... a dragon demon? ?
Oh my god!
She is afraid that she will be made into twenty-eight dishes!