I have been living in the forest for hundreds of years, and the world calls me the master of the res

Niutou leaned over and looked at the lizard in front of him, which was still breathing.

He took out a pill and gave it to him to take to stabilize his breath.

He didn't think anything about Qing Cang being so cruel.

The demon tribe regards the strong as the king.

Bickering is far less practical than fighting hard.

When the surrounding demon cultivators saw the lizard's miserable state, they were shocked and a little unconvinced.

A newcomer, if he is allowed to shock the whole audience.

Don’t even think about raising your head when they go out in the future!

Especially for those with exquisite jeweled medals and aces.

"I'll be your opponent."

A voice came, and then a figure fell in front of Qing Cang.

She has black horns on her head, a tight military uniform on her body, and a fiery red medal hanging on her chest, shining with a different light in the sun.

"What seat are you in?"

When Qing Cang saw that it was a female demon cultivator who came out, he didn't care at all.

He just asked her where she was seated.

Her aura is very strong, and she has a few more realms than Qingcang.

But Qing Cang likes this.

He couldn't get any energy out of fighting a loser like a lizard.

If it weren't for scruples, we would be in the same camp now.

Qingcang killed him directly.

“The tenth seat, Monsoon.

Do you dare to challenge? "

Ji Feng looked at the slightly bent Qing Cang and asked aloud.

Ji Feng wants to give Qingcang a chance.

An opportunity to retreat.

But seeing the fierce fighting spirit in Qingcang's eyes, Ji Feng felt that she seemed to be wasting her words.

"If I beat you, can I become the ace?"

Qing Cang looked at the medal on Ji Feng and asked.

Completely ignoring the kindness she said.

As soon as he said this, he immediately attracted the surrounding demon cultivators to point their fingers.

"I don't think so. This is a title awarded to me by the military, and it is an honor that belongs to me."

Ji Feng frowned, dissatisfied with Qingcang's straightforward remarks.

But I thought that Qingcang might be joining the army for the first time.

She spoke very calmly.

If it were any other demon cultivator, they would have started fighting long ago.

"Then let's start!"

Qing Cang completely lost interest after hearing this.

The wings on his back were slightly spread, and a strong wind roared behind him, sending countless pieces of earth flying.

His figure suddenly rushed out, and his five fingers turned into claws and went straight towards Ji Feng's face.

"boom!"

Just as Qing Cang was approaching, countless barriers were instantly erected in front of Ji Feng, emitting dim light to block Qing Cang's ferocious blow.

But it is the shelter method of the human race's magical power.

However, Qingcang's blow directly shattered the various barriers of Anshenfa.

Like breaking a mirror, countless broken lights exploded.

A look of surprise flashed across Ji Feng's eyes.

This magical power, which can hardly block the human Nascent Soul's Dzogchen blow, was broken like this?

But she is extremely experienced in battle.

From the moment Qingcang broke the barrier, Ji Feng immediately rushed high into the sky.

At the same time, he spit out white light and turned into a cover, trying to bind Qing Cang.

Qingcang's eyes flashed with golden light, and he immediately transformed into his original form.

A golden-winged roc of several hundred feet leapt high into the sky in an instant.

A pair of eyes burning with golden fire spurted out two rays of golden fire, which collided directly with the white light.

The demon cultivators who were watching felt a blinding light that made their eyes hurt.

"Chirp!"

Then a cry that resounded through the sky exploded in his ears.

It was like a groundbreaking shock.

"That's a roc, how is that possible?"

"Isn't that bloodline extinct long ago?"

"Where the hell did this guy come from?"

The appearance of Qing Cang's true form immediately ignited the conversation among the demon cultivators.

The level of bloodline largely determines the upper limit of a demon cultivator.

It also formed a default chain of contempt among the demon clan.

Higher blood vessels are stronger, thicker, and harder than lower blood vessels.

People like Qing Cang instantly killed most of the demon cultivators present.

There were also many snake demon cultivators looking at the big roc bird in the sky.

The suppression from the ancient bloodline made them tremble.

Ji Feng was also shocked when he saw Qingcang directly showing his true form.

Originally, she thought Qing Cang was just an ordinary bird demon.

It’s actually the legendary roc bird!

Immediately he did not dare to hold back any more, and immediately transformed into his true form.

It was a black goat that was a hundred feet tall, with black fire all over its body.

As she continued to fly towards the sky, she opened her big mouth and spit out black flames at Qing Cang who was about to rush forward.

It completely pushed away the sea of ​​clouds covering half of the sky.

Turning the sunny sky into darkness.

Qingcang didn't care at all, spinning his wings like drills to attack Ji Feng.

The black flames of the monsoon are enough to burn the soul.

Before he could reach Qing Cang, he was rushed away by the strong wind around him.

Ji Feng was shocked and immediately used his secret technique to quickly increase his physical strength to a higher level.

The roc's beak and claws were so violent that she couldn't stop it.

Fighting Qingcang in hand-to-hand combat is seeking death.

However, after Qingcang rushed to Ji Feng's eyes, he turned into a human form in an instant.

He casually broke through the black flames on Ji Feng's body and hit the eye of the storm on Ji Feng's forehead.

"Snapped!"

A loud noise came out, bringing with it a strong wind that swept across the sea of ​​clouds.

Ji Feng felt his head shake, and his huge body suddenly fell to the ground.

But she didn't panic at all and forced herself to steady herself.

His consciousness spread out in mid-air, searching for Qing Cang's figure.

Just a thick gray fog came, making Ji Feng startled.

"Is this the mist?"

Ji Feng, who has fought against great evils before, is very familiar with this gray mist.

Seeing that his spiritual consciousness cannot be used in this fog, Ji Feng is sure that this is the strange fog.

Just not that malignant.

But Qing Cang is not a great evil, how could he use this kind of mysterious mist?

Just as he was thinking about it, Qing Cang's figure suddenly emerged from the fog.

With an expressionless face, he kicked Ji Feng in the head.

Ji Feng immediately transformed into a half-demon and half-human form to avoid Qingcang's inevitable blow.

But the next moment, an evil wind struck from behind.

The five gangly winds turned into sharp blades and roughly cut open Ji Feng's body-protecting magical powers.

Before Ji Feng could react, five more gusts of wind fell from above her head and hit her hard on the forehead.

The beating made Ji Feng's eyes flash with stars and blood splattered.

"Separate?"

Monsoon came up with this ridiculous idea.

But the only thing that responded to her was the strong wind that kept coming.

Ji Feng was tired of dealing with it, and soon his whole body was beaten black and blue, which was extremely miserable and terrifying.

Just when she was hesitating whether to fight or not, after all, this was not a life and death battle.

Seeing an opportunity, Qing Cang rushed to her.

He grabbed her by the throat, led Ji Feng out of the mist, and threw her heavily on the dilapidated school field.

The violent force completely shattered the entire school grounds in an instant.

Ji Feng rolled his eyes and almost fainted.

She struggled violently, trying to escape from Qing Cang's hands.

The only thing that responded to her was Qing Cang's cold gaze.

He took back the big hand that was holding Ji Feng. Just when Ji Feng thought he had a chance to breathe, a big foot stepped heavily on Ji Feng's chest.

There was only a "click" sound, which made Ji Feng cough up a mouthful of black blood in pain.

The golden light of Qing Cang's wings flashed behind him.

One of the feathers that looked like a sword suddenly fell off.

Qingcang took it in his hand and inserted it into the eyes of Ji Feng who was unable to struggle at his feet.

It seemed like he was going to kill Ji Feng on the spot!

……