Qin Feng looked at the majestic demon corpse, and scratched the kitten in his heart.

It's like looking at a mountain of gold and not being able to take a dime.

The demon corpse is dead, and a piece of flesh and a drop of blood on his body are more precious than ginseng, and there is also the way of the law of refining before his death.

If it shows up, it will definitely be robbed by the cultivation world.

As soon as he shook his mind, there was a sound of wings flapping.

The funny chicken didn't know when, flapped its wings, and bit down at the demon corpse.

"Hey,, didn't you say that this demon corpse can't be eaten?"

Qin Feng scolded below.

The comic chicken did not dare to eat meat, and used its wings against the blood mist, and only drank a drop of blood on the periphery.

Its whole body immediately became red and hot, and it was suddenly surrounded by fire, and shouted again and again, "I mean you can't eat it, to a handsome and chic, majestic, and beloved fairy chicken like me, what is this demon corpse!" ”

Before it could finish speaking, the fire on its body grew stronger and stronger, causing it to flutter its wings and scream.

Qin Feng stared at it and was not in a hurry to act.

The chicken comes down from the sky and immediately sits cross-legged with its wings crossed in a meditative position.

Qin Feng asked, "How does it taste?" ”

Tease Biji scolded, "I'll go, this demon corpse is definitely a demon king." A drop of blood almost steamed Lao Tzu dry! ”

Seeing that the flames on its body were unabated, Qin Feng secretly frowned, not knowing if he would be burned to death if he ate it.

"No matter, let's try!"

Qin Feng gritted his teeth, not wanting to miss such an opportunity. Like the funny chicken, it jumps up and walks in the air.

Trolley Chicken shouted below, "Stinky boy, come down." The demonic fire on this demon king is not something you can suppress! ”

Qin Feng said, "I can't control it, if we don't eat this thing, we will be photographed into meat sauce when we go out!" ”

He approached cautiously, and as soon as he approached the blood-colored red mist, he immediately felt as if he had fallen into a volcano, and his whole body felt as if he was about to be roasted dry.

While meditating, Terrey Chicken shouted anxiously, "Bastard boy, listen to me, come down to Uncle Ben immediately!" ”

Qin Feng gritted his teeth and insisted, the skin of his whole body was already red and cracked. Snow-white skin was scorched and dried by the red mist.

"I'm not convinced!"

He let out a long roar, gritted his teeth, and bit it at the demon corpse.

Click, a mouthful of flesh and blood. It's like taking a bite of molten iron, and his body is about to evaporate and melt.

The funny chicken stared at the bottom and trembled, ", this is too violent!" ”

Qin Feng didn't dare to be greedy, so he turned over and landed beside the funny chicken, and immediately began to refine the demonic fire in his flesh and blood.

An hour later, the funny chicken fluttered its wings and got up, shook it in front of Qin Feng's eyes, and said, "Hey, stinky boy, you shouldn't be dead, right?" ”

"You're dead!"

Qin Feng opened his mouth suddenly, pressed his hands down, and spat out a mouthful of hot air from his mouth.

The demonic fire in the flesh and blood was extremely hot, and he actually had a feeling of having the same root and ancestor, and it was easy to be refined and absorbed.

He patted his stomach, and his essence overflowed in the dantian, forcing the yin poison in his body to the side.

Tuse's chicken swallowed and said, "Are you really okay?" ”

Qin Feng grinded his teeth at it and said, "Do you want to do it again?" ”

"You're crazy, this is the body of the Demon King." If you don't die in one bite, that's just a fluke. If the Demon King's thoughts of refining in flesh and blood explode, be careful that you go mad! ”

Qin Feng said with an indifferent expression, "Isn't it a demonic thought?" I can purify it with the sutras. No matter how strong the demonic thought is, is it stronger than the red dust karmic fire? ”

"Buddhist scriptures? You actually know the bald donkey's set? ”

The funny chicken can't close its mouth.

Qin Feng raised his eyebrows and said, "Yes, do you want to learn, or I'll teach you?" ”

The funny chicken said violently, "Uncle In this life, the most ruthless thing is the bald donkey." Uncle would rather starve to death than learn the trick of a bald donkey! ”

Qin Feng shrugged his shoulders and said, "Okay, you are really a breeder." Okay, you don't learn. This mountain of gold, I used it myself! ”

He said that he put his feet on the ground, and after approaching the red mist, he snorted and took another bite on the corpse of the demon king.

The comic chicken drooled from below, lowered his head and muttered to himself, "What should I do, I can't let this kid swallow the opportunity alone!" But how can I touch the bald donkey's things......"

When it was struggling in its heart, Qin Feng had already sat down cross-legged and meditated.

Tease is good at saying that all the characters who are profound in Taoism have their own rules of law in their flesh and blood.

In layman's terms, it means that there is self-consciousness in flesh and blood.

The higher the cultivation, the stronger the self-awareness. Even, a single hair can become the embodiment of oneself.

There is a deep thought hidden in the flesh and blood of this demon corpse, but this thought is vague and has only one meaning, that is, "Kill!" ”

"Kill!"

Qin Feng roared violently, and his already dry and cracked skin suddenly cracked.

The funny chicken watched from the sidelines and shouted again and again, "Stinky boy, immediately protect Shenhai with your true qi!" ”

"Kill!"

Qin Feng stood up with a snort, his eyes only staring at the funny chicken, and they all turned blood-red.

This roar echoed through the cavern, making the air flow tremble a little.

"Damn, you're not really going crazy, are you?"

The funny chicken nervously retreated again and again.

"Kill!"

Qin Feng was still this one, and he also grinded his teeth at the chicken, obviously treating it as a prey.

"Kill the chicken, help!"

Seeing that the situation was not right, the comic corns flashed their wings and flew up into the air.

It had just flown up less than ten meters when its feet suddenly sank.

Qin Feng didn't know when, he had already grabbed its claws. A huge force came out, and he threw the funny chicken out with a snort.

There was a bang, and the stone wall of the cave shook.

Qin Feng stood in mid-air, his flesh and blood split, like a demon king, his whole body was ignited by demonic fire.

The funny chicken screamed, like a cannonball, and slammed into the stone wall, smashing a big hole directly into the stone wall.

"Grass, this kid's strength is really against the sky!"

The funny chicken was so frightened that he was about to pee, moved his muscles, and was about to flapping his wings to leave.

"Kill!"

There was a roar, as if from hell.

Qin Feng clenched his hands into fists, smashed out a casserole-sized fist, and smashed it at the chicken again.

The fist was fierce, and it rubbed flames with the air.

The frustrated chicken is about to vomit blood, this speed is unavoidable, can only hold the head with wings, when the head shrinks the chicken, crying bitterly, "Heaven, earth, my life is resting!" ”

There was a loud bang, the cave shook, and the stone wall pierced.

At the last moment, Qin Feng suddenly changed his fist path and smashed a punch on the top of the comic chicken's head.

The huge stone wall collapsed with a punch.

The billowing air jet spewed out, and even lifted the funny chicken out directly, and oh woo vomited a stream of blood.

The black skin on Qin Feng's body seemed to fall off like dead tree bark, and the skin and flesh that had already been cracked closed together at a speed visible to the naked eye, giving birth to tender white skin again.

Every inch of his muscles is full of dynamic explosiveness. It is round and strong, like the roots and tendons of an old tree.

He fully regained consciousness, raised his hand and looked at his fist, with a satisfied expression, "I see, the demon corpse can be forged into the flesh!" (To be continued.) )