Unbelievable beauty: The female demon lord brought the three realms to tears

An Ning felt that the palms of their hands were sweaty. Although he looked taller than her, he was still a little kid. Being in the Demonic Forest of Thorns will still make you nervous.

Against the light, An Ning's gaze inadvertently swept across He Lanjin's profile. His brows were slightly sunken, with a hint of gloominess that did not suit his age.

It seems that he is not really that calm.

He Lanjin seemed to feel An Ning's sizing eyes from behind, and his ears were extremely red. Why was this little devil snake always staring at him?

His eyes were piercing, as if he had never seen a man before.

This place is worthy of being the middle and inner circle of the Thorn Demonic Forest.

Apart from the aura of the Demon-Faced Butterfly, there was no trace of other magical beasts at all.

An Ning paid attention to the movement in all directions and took one step forward.

A beam of sunlight passed through the grass directly above. An Ning followed the light and could clearly see the large amount of colored powder left by the Demon-faced Butterfly on the surrounding grass blades.

"Helan Jin, do you know about the powder of Demon Faced Butterfly, right?"

"Yes. Don't let it get into your wound." He Lanjin naturally knew that being hit by the powder from the Demon Faced Butterfly would make his whole body weak and weak, and he would be waiting to die here.

"Otherwise you're dead."

A dog cannot spit ivory out of its mouth.

An Ning followed him cautiously. If he walked a little further, he would be safe.

Just when the two of them were thankful that they were safely away from the growth range of the fat-headed flower, a strange sound came from behind them.

The sound was sharp and muffled, like a roar with someone's mouth covered.

An Ning's whole body was horrified.

He turned around and slashed down with all his strength with the long knife in his hand.

The black shadow instantly avoided him, his movements as smooth as a ghost.

The sound of the knife touching flesh gave An Ning an idea of ​​the opponent's strength. It was a demon-faced butterfly at the level of a demon general.

An Ning's attack completely angered the black shadow. The huge black shadow appeared and disappeared among the grass half a man tall with a strange posture, and finally found the right opportunity to swoop down.

Helan Jin looked back and slapped his hand, and there was an explosion in the air.

"Let's go." He Lanjin pushed An Ning away and let out a muffled sound.

And there is a pair of huge colorful wings in the sky. They are beautiful when they open and close, and they can protect its abdomen and weak points.

A demon-faced butterfly that was as big as two adult demons flapped its wings slowly, and its pair of demon eyes were looking at them coldly.

Just now it easily defused Helan Jin's attack.

An Ning sighed secretly, what a speed!

He Lanjin's arm was bleeding profusely. In the encounter just now, a large piece of flesh and blood on his arm was eaten by the Demon Face Butterfly's mouthparts.

He Lanjin knew that he was being targeted by the Demon-faced Butterfly, but his young and green voice did not show the slightest hint of panic: "Run separately."

An Ning squinted her eyes, Helan Jin's wound was still stained with colorful powder.

"I can deal with this devil-faced butterfly. Are you stupid? Run away!"

Seeing An Ning looking at him stupidly, He Lanjin laughed angrily.

An Ning then turned around and ran away in the direction where there was no fat-headed flower.

Helan Jin was hit by the Magic Faced Butterfly's howling powder, and he couldn't run away.

Why is this powder said to be a mourning powder? If the poison is not detoxified in time, the family members of the poisoned person can directly come to mourn.

He Lanjin's eyes turned dark, and black demonic aura ignited on his body. When he ran not far from An Ning, he could feel his rising strength, and his realm was close to that of a demon general.

The demon-faced butterfly also showed a surprised expression. Unexpectedly, the prey in front of it also concealed its strength.

But so what? This powerful aura stimulated the Demon-Faced Butterfly to become extremely violent.

"I have never suffered such a big loss."

The corners of Helanjin's mouth, which had surged in strength, slightly raised, revealing a hint of a hellish smile, without giving it a chance to escape.

The legs were wrapped with powerful demonic breath, and he charged up and jumped, landing on its back with great agility.

His hands transformed into a pair of sharp claws, which directly restrained the Demon-faced Butterfly's head. The Demon-faced Butterfly swayed left and right in an attempt to throw Helan Jin down. Helan Jin's face darkened, and he endured the severe pain in his arms and tore the Demon-faced Butterfly apart. The head of the butterfly.

An atavism!

An Ning's steps stopped, and her sharp eyes stared at Helan Jin in the sky. In the demon world, only those who have reached the level of a demon general will have the appearance of returning to their ancestors, but not all demon generals will return to their ancestors.

Those who do not have the image of returning to their ancestors will only reach the level of the Demon Lord. If they can fully awaken the ancestral bloodline in their bodies, it must be the qualification of the Demon Lord.

Demonic blood was scattered everywhere, and golden powder was fluttering.

The mixture of blood and strange fragrance in the air will soon attract a large wave of devil-faced butterflies.

The Demon-faced Butterfly screamed, drew an arc from mid-air and fell into the grass, and Helan Jin also fell into the grass.

Not a sound was made.

An Ning ran away a little bit and then ran back again.

When he opened the grass, he saw Helan Jin covered in blood. His small body was pressing on the Demon Faced Butterfly. His eyes were closed tightly, not knowing whether he was alive or dead. It looked really miserable.

An Ning picked up the unconscious Helan Jin and carried it on his back like a little chicken. With the other hand, he dragged the body of the Demon-faced Butterfly and walked quickly.

After all, she is also the crown prince of the demon world. He Lanjin was a genius who reached the level of a demon general at such a young age. Her death here is her loss, and it is also the loss of the demon world.

When Li Yan attacked the Demon Realm in his previous life, he didn't know if the Demon Realm's pride in this school contributed any help?

Wouldn't they all die here early? An Ning felt that the truth was revealed, and maybe it was because of this that the new generation of geniuses in the demon world ended.

An Ning thought of her powerlessness in her previous life, her eyes turned blood red, and the demonic energy in her body surged. She would not allow such a thing to happen again.

But before he had run a few steps, he heard the flapping of wings from all directions. It was the sound of fighting that had alerted the other Demon-Faced Butterflies.

There is no retreat, no escape.

An Ning hid on the spot and directly covered the two people with the Demon Faced Butterfly. After Helan Jin fell into coma, the aura on his body returned to the realm of demon spirits, and it was no longer noticeable.

It was more like he had used a special method to temporarily improve his realm.

The powerful aura on the Demon Faced Butterfly's body covered the smell of blood on Helan Jin's body very well.

The next second, a dark cloud covered the sun, and the group of fluttering moths flew over their heads, directly passing over the dead moth on the ground. Fortunately, both of them were children, and their figures were completely hidden by their wide wings.

An Ning looked at He Lanjin who was very close. Her long eyelashes were proudly raised, and her almost perfect face was stained with a drop of bright red blood, which looked extremely strange.

With such a small appearance, he can beat up all the immortal kings when he is carried to the heaven, and he will be able to do it when he grows up.

There are so many monsters in the demon world.

After a while, An Ning opened his wings and crawled out from below. Hiding here was not a long-term solution.

When the demonic aura of the Demon-faced Butterfly dissipates, this place will become a new battlefield.

"what!"

There were screams in the distance.

It seems that one of the students from the school was caught by the Demon-faced Butterfly. An Ning estimated how long it would take for rescue to arrive, so he could only continue running with Helan Jin.

"Little devil snake, run that way." He Lanjin woke up at some point and looked at An Ning who was carrying him with a complicated expression.

"The first rule of survival on the battlefield is to throw away external things that are not conducive to your survival, so that you can survive."

"Well, shut up and save your energy. Rescue will be here soon."

An Ning replied angrily to Xiao Douding's earnest instructions, while carefully identifying the direction, looking for grass without golden powder.

"vulgar."

He Lanjin had no strength at all, and lay limply on the warm back. Naturally, he couldn't break his mental state of peace.

Needless to say, this little girl didn't know what to eat when she grew up. She was quite strong, and she didn't even breathe while carrying him on her back.