Now there are at least forty corpses of demon beasts equivalent to the realm of martial arts lying on the ground, which is almost all the gains of everyone in the previous months.

It's just that no amount of loot can hide the shock in their hearts, and the combat effectiveness of Zhang Qing and Tu Le completely shocked everyone's eyes.

The brute bull came over slowly, but compared to the previous harmony, now everyone feels restrained.

This is the sense of distance brought about by the difference in strength, and it is not so simple to eliminate.

Zhang Qing didn't want to make the relationship very serious, so he grinned and was ready to make a joke to ease the atmosphere.

At this moment, a tiger roar sounded from a distance.

"Roar!"

A monstrous wave swept in, and endless clouds gathered.

With a roar, the stirring wind and clouds changed color, and the white clouds in the sky were instantly dyed with ink, spreading straight from a distance.

This is something that is difficult for pure martial arts cultivators to do, especially for relatively low-level martial cultivators.

But the demon clan is definitely not in this category, although most of the demon cultivators in this world are biased towards exercising the physical body, but there is no lack of the existence of the double essence of the magic body.

Especially a talented demon clan like the Winged Tiger Venerable is even more able to stir up the storm when he is at a low level, and at this point, it is even more powerful.

So in the blink of an eye, the sky was different, and every life trembled, under the might of the powerful.

Of course, this includes martial arts cultivators like Zhang Qing, but his face also changed color, and he was not in the mood to joke.

"Let's go, hurry up and leave, don't care about these things," Zhang Qing urged for the first time, no matter how many opponents there are, a guy like Manniu will be a dead word if he is slightly affected in the battle.

The strength of the brute bulls is not good, but their eyesight is not very bad, especially the legend of the Ranshigang Wuzun is familiar.

Just by looking at this anomaly, they know what is coming.

"Boss, let's go together, this is a precursor to the appearance of the winged tiger venerable," the wild bull couldn't care about anything at this time, and directly grabbed Zhang Qing and wanted to drag him away.

This is for fear that Zhang Qing does not understand the situation of Chaoshigang, after all, many times Zhang Qing is a very stranger to some common sense, this may not be nothing, especially when he sees that he wants to stay to fight against Wuzun.

Zhang Qing slowly but firmly broke the palm of the brute bull, and said with a smile: "Go, I know what I am facing, I am confident." ”

Hearing Zhang Qing say that he was confident, the brute bull looked at him like a fool, although he admitted that the boss was very powerful, but could this be compared to Wu Zun?

The answer is of course impossible, everyone knows that the gap between Wuzun and Wuzong is very different.

"Let's go!" Tu Le saw that they still wanted to say something, and said in a rare way: "If you don't leave, you won't be able to leave." ”

"Don't worry, although Wuzun is powerful, we are also Wuzun!" Zhang Qing stepped into the air and showed his strength.

Flying in the sky is definitely the standard of Wuzun in this world, so all of them couldn't help but open their mouths wide: "Ah!"

It's really no wonder they were surprised, no one thought that their boss was a martial artist.

In this world, Wuzun is an obvious dividing line, and only at this level can he be regarded as a strong man who stands up to the sky.

However, this is definitely not the time to be verbose, knowing that their boss is not stupid, they instantly realize the danger.

No matter what the reason is, and no matter what happens, but the game between several martial artists is absolutely fatal for the martial cultivators under them.

It may be just the aftermath of an attack, or it may be a small insect on the side that is casually pinched to death, any shot is a disaster for ordinary martial cultivators.

So, I understand, there is no need for Zhang Qing to urge, the brutes spread their feet and run.

Before, they dared to stay, first, they were righteous, and second, they didn't think that they were the other party's first target.

But now the situation is different, the current situation is that the other party must be here for the existence of the same Wuzun, and if they dare to stand aside, I am afraid that they will be affected by Yuchi.

However, what made Zhang Qing cry and laugh was that the wild bull did not forget to carry some loot with him before leaving, and the strong and strong wild bull directly carried the two demon beast corpses on one shoulder and ran fast.

Restraining his smile, Zhang Qing looked into the distance again, and a dark cloud was rapidly approaching.

The winged tiger venerable was surprisingly angry at this time, he had been presumptuous by a group of humans in his territory before, but now he finally found the group of little mice, and by the way, he gathered a large number of cannon fodder to test.

Although he was very disdainful, he had to admit that the other party could wreak havoc in his own territory and the like, and he still had a certain strength.

It just so happened that his territory had suffered serious blood loss, so he simply used it as a whetstone to replenish his direct subordinates by the way.

Therefore, the jingle of the winged tiger's wishful thinking can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

But, like Murphy's Law, the more you don't want something to happen, the more likely it is to happen.

Just lazy and dozing off, the marks he left disappeared one by one.

If Zhang Qing and their ravaging of the demon clan's territory only indirectly slapped him in the face, then this time it was a slap in the face.

As the uncrowned king of Ranshigang, it can be said that few people dare to lose his face like this.

But now this uncrowned king has just arranged a group of junior brothers, and they have all been killed in the blink of an eye, even if it is a temporary junior brother, it is enough to make him angry.

Therefore, the winged tiger venerable went away directly, and the demonic power in his body directly began to go berserk with the ups and downs of his mood, and even affected the weather in a place.

"Humans, I hope you didn't do it, otherwise I will kill you even if you lose money. ”

It is difficult for the Winged Tiger Venerable to accept being slapped in the face twice by a group of weak chicken-like humans, and once the murderer is identified, he will definitely go berserk.

With a flap of the wings behind his back, the Winged Tiger Venerable crossed a few hundred meters, and in a moment's effort, he was already close to the place he sensed.

This time, he saw the scene like Shura in that place more clearly.

The corpses of humans and demons lay on the ground, staining the ground red, and two humans stood on top of the corpses, looking up at them.

The Winged Tiger Venerable had a momentary doubt, because the number of corpses was different from what he had seen before, but his slightest doubt only lasted for a moment before disappearing.

Whatever the case may be, the two surviving guys are clearly the ones he has been targeting.

Half a circle in the sky, the Winged Tiger Venerable had already determined his goal.

This time, he directly chose to swoop down, no matter what happened, no matter the possible impact, he just wanted to vent the anger in his heart now.