Chapter 391 Poor Blood

The flying figure is the old man trapped in the fire, and now it is his body, but the old man's body has brought a great shock to all the monks.

First of all, the head is so big that the whole body is so big that there is no sight to shine down in the sky. The thighs alone are a few blue-eyed snakes, but the strange thing is that the root of each calf of the demon has two soles, growing from the middle to both sides, and the whole leg is dense. Hemp has bristles and is glowing cold under the light of flames.

What's strange is that the demon has only one eye, but the other side's eye is deeply sunken, and the other eye is red, but it looks extremely horrible.

Under the demon's eyes is the mouth, but there are two long fangs in his mouth, and the black gas on it is showing its power to the world, but one of them is broken, only half the length of the other.

At this time, the demon Xiu was obviously angered by Yang Qian's flame and roared at Yang Qian with his mouth open. The sound was like a bolt from the blue, which shocked everyone's ears.

And in the roar of the demon cultivation, the golden eagle and the blue-eyed snake retreated one after another, and they didn't stop until far away.

"What the hell is this breed? It's so big!" Looking at the demon's body, Yang Qian also swallowed and spit. This is the first time for Yang Qian. Yang Qian had also met a horrible monster in the dark rain swamp before. His body was also extremely huge, but he was not as big as this one-tenth the size of this guy. However, Yang Qian did not believe that the demon Xiu was more horrible than the dark rain swamp at this time. From the breath of the demon cultivation, Yang Qian can judge that he is at most only a monk at the peak of immortals, but unlike ordinary demon cultivation, that guy is actually a middle-ranking mythical beast!

The cultivation of the peak of immortals is already extremely horrible in the world of cultivation. Coupled with the middle mythical beast, the demon cultivation is simply an anti-sky existence. After comparing his strength, Yang Qian also has little chance of winning at this time, but Yang Qian has a real anti-sky thing, which is the rosefinch! With her, even if Yang Qian can't win, she will never die!

"Master, be careful, that guy has a poor bloodline! And it's thicker!" Just as Yang Qian was shocked, the voice of a two-headed tiger suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Damn it, don't you, Qiongqi! Is that old man a descendant of Qiongqi? The words of the two-headed tiger suddenly seemed to be pouring cold water on his body, making Yang Qianjue tremble with cold.

In ancient times, not only the rosefinch was first born from the chaotic world, but also many fierce beasts. The strength of those guys was comparable to that of the rosefinch. In the rosefinch, it was cruel by nature. In ancient times, I don't know how many creatures buried them, and there was something strange.

But these guys have a fatal problem, that is, they are not in line with each other. They have always been alone, and that's the case. In the end, they were sealed by the rosefinch one by one.

However, they are also creatures and have physiological needs, so they have left many descendants, but their direct descendants are less than 1% of their strength, so the rosefinch has not been killed. As time goes by, these direct descendants have many descendants, and the demon cultivation at this time is one of them. One.

Yang Qian knows that one of the sources of demon cultivation power comes from the inner elixir in the body, which is like the original baby of the true practitioner, and a stronger and more strange power comes from their bloodline.

They can get strong combat power and strange talent from their own bloodline, and with the continuous awakening of the bloodline, this power is stronger, so although the monk at this time is only one of the thousands of descendants of Qiongqi, he always has Qiongqi's bloodline. In other words, he is likely to have Qiongqiongqi. The talent.

Qiongqi is the same existence as the rosefinch. Even if it is a talent magic power that can't be used, the power is not something that ordinary monks can resist!

"I said white and black. Don't fool me. If that's the case, I'll play fart!" As if he didn't believe the words of the two-headed tiger, Yang Qian asked again.

"I don't know much about that guy's breath is recorded in my memory. If my inheritance deceives me, I can't help it!" The two-headed tiger said helplessly.

"Damn, it's just a descendant of Qiongqi. Don't I have a field? I don't believe that I can't deal with you!" Since the two-headed tiger said it was recorded in his inheritance, it can never be wrong, so Yang Qian gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

"I think you are a talented person. I couldn't bear to kill you just now, but you angered me, so you must die at this time!" After the conversation with the two-headed tiger, the demon in the sky suddenly roared, and every word could blow a strong wind, and it was extremely loud.

"Haha, you dare to call yourself in front of your Grandpa Yangqian. I think you are impatient to live!" Although Yang Qian has lost to him in momentum, Yang Qian did not accept defeat at all.

"In this case, let me teach you what you can do!" When the words didn't match, the demon took the lead in launching the attack. The huge body only moved a little and it was like a typhoon, which made Yang Qian's clothes and clothes sound.

Seeing the demon monk rushing towards him, Yang Qian did not panic. The rosefinch sword still appeared in his hand. However, this time, as soon as Yang Qian came up, he handed over the rosefinch sword to the instrument red bird to control, but he flew to the side of the demon monk.

"The little skill of carving insects, wait for me to destroy your flying sword!" The Hongzhong-like voice sounded again, but at this time, the demon did not attack Yang Qian and rushed to the rosefinch sword.

Listening to the demon monk's words, Yang Qian just sneered, and the fire still fell.

Skyfire is different from Yang Qian's own flame. Although the Skyfire is not so powerful, it can be summoned by Yang Qian alone, while Yang Qian's own flame is catalyzed by his own true qi, because the consumption of different sources is also different. With Yang Qian Jinxian's yuan god strength, it is enough to make hundreds of miles of miles by the sky. The fire burns for three days and three nights! And if it is Yang Qian's own flame, it can't even reach ten miles.

And the demon cultivation in front of him obviously can't be solved at once, so if Yang Qian wants to win, he must consume his demon power!

At this time, the war still began. The golden eagle and the blue-eyed snake also looked at the sky nervously, and the Flame King's faces were extremely ugly. Even if they knew that Yang Qian was extremely strong, they were not sure.

"Will Brother Yang win?" Luo Ji asked with a worried face.

However, there was a silence when she answered her, so everyone just glanced at Luo Ji and stopped talking.

The sword went away. At this time, the rosefinch sword stabbed directly into the demon's head in an extreme way. As the spirit of the rosefinch sword, no one knew the characteristics of the rosefinch sword better than Qingyi. The power of the top fairy weapon could not be resisted by ordinary monks, so Qingyi at this time was desperate to stab his body. .

At this time, the sky fire has fallen on the demon's body. The fire of heaven is not so simple. At the moment of touching the demon's body, the flames burned fiercely, as if to burn everything.

However, the sky fire at this time seemed to encounter some difficulties, and the demon practitioner was not moved at all.

Looking at the situation at this time, Yang Qian's consciousness crazily mobilized a large number of sky fires and fell directly from the sky to the demon's body.

The sky fire in the sky looks like a sky from afar, turning the whole sky into a flame, and the demon's body has been surrounded by the sky fire.

"Skyfire, it's actually Skyfire!" Looking at the flame all over the sky, I don't know who suddenly shouted out, but the sound trembled.

Among the blue-eyed snakes and the golden eagle Dapeng present, there are also many of them who survived the disaster period, so they are naturally clear about the sky fire. Such a huge sky fire made them take a cold breath. Even a pillar of that thing will torture them. If they fall into the scale at this time, there will be only one word "death".

However, the shock brought to them by the demon cultivation was no less than that of Yang Qian, because the demon cultivation was still unmoved in the powerful flame!