Chapter 306 In the Feast of Killing

No one will doubt the authenticity of that word, and there are murders again in the city that has just been quiet.

Jing Wendong, who just claimed to be a shark demon, attracted a lot of two-day cultivation and chose a weak soul in the late three days. He could keep the golden arrow for such a long time, and none of them was weak.

Jing Wendong shouted loudly, but he didn't take action for a long time. He just watched the changes in the situation in the field.

"Dear Taoist friends, take action quickly. This person is difficult to deal with. I'm afraid it's not easy to deal with." Suddenly, a demon monk found something wrong. The three-day demon monk in front of him did not exert all his strength at all. The two-day soul who followed Jing Wendong was like a moth to the fire, but he had lost most of it for a long time.

Jing Wendong nodded vigorously, "Don't worry. I will take action immediately. With my means, it should not be a problem to take this person."

"That's great, my friend, you..." Before the demon words could speak, he felt that his body was cold and lost consciousness.

Zhao Haoran looked carefully. Jingwendong was like a pool of soft mud, sticking to the demon monk. He smiled evilly, and his face was exactly the same as the demon monk just now, and even his breath was not much different.

Zhao Haoran's pupils shrank. Fortunately, he was not entangled with that person, otherwise the consequences would be difficult to say. What race is it? It can completely devour the rest of the demons. Compared with the golden Fu ancient corpse, Jing Wendong's devouring is more terrible. Even the breath and talent can be swallowed. This person is very dangerous. Risk.

It's just the beginning. Jingwendong is like a wolf entering a sheep. Every time he finds a target, it will turn into soft mud and stick to it. These two-day cultivation demons have little power to counter their hands at all. Only when they encounter three-day cultivation will it will be more troublesome.

After a while, the original alliance dispersed. Under the attack of Jingwendong and the demons in the late three days, the few people left were also very embarrassed.

The breath of Jing Wendong became erratic, as if he could not fully grasp the devouring demons. "Give me the golden arrow and I won't die."

"Isn't it that I'm a fool? Without a golden arrow, isn't it a dead end?"

"Then go to hell." Jingwendong made a strange voice, which seemed to be a girl's sad song, like crying. Those two-day demons who were close to him lost their soul for a long time and became useless people. Their expressions were stupid, and their saliva flowed out.

This is the talent of the dolphin family. Zhao Haoran knows something about. This talent is extremely powerful and can suck away people's soul, and it is about the soul of memory and wisdom. After listening to this song, he becomes a walking corpse.

The demon cultivation in the late three days was also slightly affected, and his face was a little ugly. The demon cultivation in front of him was really difficult to deal with.

No longer hesitates, as soon as the body moves, it turns into a strange-like fish with wings. Although it can't be compared with the golden-winged roc, it still looks very huge.

However, its powerful place is not on this wing, but its sharp mouth with a faint green light. Zhao Haoran knows from the memory of killing demon cultivation that this flying fish family is also a strong clan in the southern sea, and the green light on its mouth is highly poisonous.

Once it is used, thousands of miles will be affected. Ordinary fish have no possibility of surviving at all. It seems that they are ready to use their talents.

The green aperture is beautiful, emerging from the demon's body and spreading around.

Jing Wendong didn't care at all. He smiled and emitted the same green aperture. Compared with the two, Jing Wendong's aperture actually prevailed and bounced back to the demon cultivation in the late three days.

The most proud talent magic power failed. The demon practitioner changed his face and had not made any move, but he saw that Jing Wendong did not know what to do. The demon spirit of the latter three days began to weaken, shaking his body, as if he was suffering great pain, but it disappeared after a few breaths, and only the golden arrow floated. In mid-air, shining, as if waving to everyone.

Jing Wendong slowly took the golden arrow, and no one dared to approach.

This person is so terrible that no one knows how many races of talents he has mastered, and the strongest talents of each race can be used. Isn't that invincible in the world?

"Hahaha, come on, I'll see who has the ability to steal the golden arrow." The tone of Golden-winged Dapeng was very arrogant and domineering.

"Well, two golden arrows, not one person can suffer, but hand over one. I will never be embarrassed." At the same time, in the late three days, the demon cultivation of this seagull tribe was obviously very unlucky. At first, it did not take the lead, but now it is very passive.

The seagull family belongs to birds. There is nothing powerful about the body. It can cultivate wisdom. In the later three days, it is very rare, but they who have no talent and magical power are also discriminated against in demon cultivation.

"The hairy beast also dares to be presumptuous in front of Grandpa." The golden-winged Dapeng's nostrils are facing the sky, and he looks careless, but he is alert in his heart.

A circle of demon cultivation for two days and three days, no one can feel at ease.

"It belongs to the same bird, and the golden-winged roc is nothing. I still don't pay attention to it." No matter how good your temper is, it will be uncomfortable to be insulted by other demons in public. What's more, the golden-winged roc holds a golden arrow, which is the public enemy of all demons.

"Let's take action together. He has two golden arrows in his hand. If you kill them, you will make a lot of money." The seagull demon Xiu speaks beautifully, but he is not a fool. He is all cultivated in the late three days, but the gap in strength is quite large. This kind of birth is terrible.

The white feather fan in the hand of the seagull demon cultivation should have been refined by him with his own feathers. With a lot of painstaking efforts, it can be regarded as a powerful magic weapon.

Under the wave, there were waves of tsunami, and the terrible force hit the door of the golden-winged roc.

The rest of the demons took advantage of the chaos to take action together, gorgeously blooming like fireworks.

The golden-winged Dapeng did not dare to neglect it. Under the movement of the giant wings covering the world, there was a strong sound of explosion, containing the power sweeping everything and fighting against it.

The two collided, and the huge fluctuation made all the demons go back a few steps, and the aura was like a violent wave, ravaging.

A ripple-like soul force smashed all the objects touched. There seemed to be some powerful force in front of the gate of the city, and then stopped.

The golden-winged Dapeng turned into a human figure and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, "I pooh!"

"You stupid stupid pigs, bully me, so what if I give you a golden arrow?"

As soon as the golden-winged roc came out, all the demons calmed down. I don't know where the golden-winged roc will throw the golden arrow. No one wants to do with him. If you can hand over one, you will have a glimmer of life.

The golden-winged Dapeng turned his eyes and said, "You all want it. Who should I give it to?"

I didn't forget to grab my foot while talking. It seems that it will always be itchy there.

Send a golden arrow. Today's crisis naturally no longer exists. Everyone wants to seize this thing, but only one will definitely conflict. Most of the demons who are willing to deal with the golden-winged roc will be less, and the remaining small part will not constitute a threat at all.

But the golden-winged Dapeng always felt a little boring and was still unwilling to give away the golden arrow.

Suddenly, he glanced at Zhao Haoran, who was standing not far away. The white crocodile demon who had just begun to occupy his position, had an idea in an instant.

Zhao Haoran soon understood the idea of Golden-winged Dapeng. In the future, before he could react, he saw a golden arrow flying over, "Kid, Grandpa will give you a big gift."

In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through his mind. Zhao Haoran was a little unhappy. Originally, according to his idea, before the time of incense was over, he found the most sure target and killed it. Unexpectedly, the golden-winged roc sent the golden arrow, which was vicious. It's shocking.

Since it has been delivered to the door, there is definitely no possibility of action. Zhao Haoran grabbed it in his hand. The golden arrow is full of aura, not weaker than the soul crystal. The strongest man in the southern sea is indeed a strong family.

"Taoist friends, hand it over as soon as possible, so as not to die in vain."

The cultivation of the seagull demon in the late three days, coupled with the input of birds, was surprisingly fast and rushed to the front, greedily staring at the golden arrow in Zhao Haoran's hand.

However, Zhao Haoran did not mean to let go at all, and the seagull demon Xiu did not feel strange. After all, only the golden arrow is the only possibility to survive.

With a gentle wave of the white feather fan, a nameless magical power gushed out.

Zhao Haoran took out the tortoise shell from the storage bag. The magical power only made the tortoise shell tremble, but it did not break his defense.

The seagull demon Xiu showed a clear look, "No wonder it's so calm, but this thing still can't save your life."

While talking, most of the souls had rushed not far from Zhao Haoran and were ready to grab it. Jing Wendong crossed his arms, and the expression on his face seemed to be smiling. Even if you were cautious and didn't cooperate with me, the final outcome was still the same. In this race, there was no very amazing ability, only You can die here.

And the demon cultivation of the cuttlefish family was also relieved. I don't know why, since Zhao Haoran appeared, he has always had a feeling of panic. It seems that something bad has happened. Seeing that Zhao Haoran is now in trouble, that strange feeling has been eliminated a lot at the same time.

This man is dead. Except for the domineering strength of the golden-winged roc, it is absolutely impossible to survive the siege of so many demons.

Unfortunately, there is only one golden-winged roc, and Zhao Haoran is only a white crocodile with good strength in the eyes of others.