"Hoo ......"

Ling Feng let out a long breath, raised his hand and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, just in front of the Silver Wolf Demon Emperor, the whole person was almost tense, and when he finally relaxed, he almost collapsed directly to the ground.

The peak demon emperor, terrifying!

"I said stinky boy, you can really act!" The cheap donkey stepped forward and said with a grin: "This is all fooling you." ”

"Hmph, even if that ice wolf runs fast, otherwise this divine beast will break the melon fist with one move, and make him cut off his children and grandchildren!"

The cheap donkey laughed strangely, looking at his appearance, it was as if it was really his god donkey who was merciful and spared the life of the Silver Wolf Demon Emperor.

Ling Feng rolled his eyes, ignored this guy, and turned to look at the Poor Qi Demon Emperor who was lying aside, the injuries on his body were so serious that he couldn't even maintain the form of the demon clan, and directly turned into a huge poor Qi Demon Beast.

"Cheap donkey, lose some demon yuan to him. Ling Feng turned his head to look at the cheap donkey.

"With such a serious injury, this Poor Demon Emperor is considered to be useless. The cheap donkey walked over with a grin, pouted, and said, "Even if you give him demonic qi and hang it, you will live for half a year at most." ”

The cheap donkey looked unhappy, and when he saw Ling Feng's serious appearance, he had to snort lightly: "Okay, okay, just this once!"

The cheap donkey walked to the side of the Poor Qi Demon Emperor, sat down cross-legged, and injected a thick demon element into the body of the Poor Qi Demon Emperor, which made the Qi Qi Demon Emperor's breath calm down a little, and his body also returned to the form of the demon clan.

His face was extremely pale, he raised his eyes to look at Ling Feng, and said intermittently gratefully, "Dragon...... Long Fei ......"

"Don't speak. ”

Ling Feng sighed lightly, just as the cheap donkey said, even if there was a Demon Emperor powerhouse who used the Demon Yuan to renew his life every day, he would only live for half a year at most.

Although Ling Feng's medical skills are exquisite, there is still a huge difference between the demon clan and humans after all, although he has been transformed, but the demon clan's roots, bones, tendons, and veins cannot be exactly the same as humans.

Even if Ling Feng wanted to take action, he was not very sure.

"No, I have to finish my sentence. ”

The Poor Qi Demon Emperor took a deep breath, struggled to stand up, looked at the king beast egg, gritted his teeth and said, "No matter what, I ...... I want my child to be born perfectly. ”

"Old Qiqi, you really don't want to die!"

Seeing the gaze of the Poor Qi Demon Emperor, the cheap donkey couldn't understand his intentions, and couldn't help but say: "No matter how you say it now, you can drag on for half a year, if you continue to waste the bloodline origin, I'm afraid you won't survive tomorrow." ”

"Living for half a year and living for one day is no different for me. ”

There was not much hatred in the eyes of the Poor Strange Demon Emperor, he just looked at the king beast egg kindly.

Maybe he is really tired, and at the moment when his life is about to come to an end, he just wants to use his last strength to let his child be born into this world safely.

Perhaps, this is the greatness of flesh and blood affection.

"You ......"

The cheap donkey wanted to say something, but Ling Feng grabbed his shoulder and shook his head at him slightly, "This is the choice of the Demon Emperor's seniors." ”

"Long Fei, thank you for allowing me to complete this last thing. ”

The Poor Qi Demon Emperor smiled, but his miserable white face was even more ugly than crying.

Ling Feng clenched his fists, and there was an indescribable feeling in his heart.

At this moment, the back of the Poor Qi Demon Emperor looked a little rickety, but it was more awe-inspiring than ever.

He walked step by step to the front of the King Beast's egg, and in the midst of the battle, no matter what happened, he always divided his mind and guarded this King Beast Egg from being hurt in the slightest.

The greatness of father's love is probably like this.

Finally, the Poor Qi Demon Emperor stood in front of the lotus platform where the eggs of the king beast were placed, and used his last strength to urge the origin of the bloodline and inject it into the egg of the king beast.

This process is undoubtedly very difficult for the Poor Qi Demon Emperor, almost every second is like a year.

Tick!

Tick!

......

The beads of sweat the size of the bean kept rolling down, and the body of the Poor Demon Emperor was constantly trembling, however, his gaze was always as firm as ever.

He is no longer good, but his will will be passed on by his children.

The cheap donkey rarely put away that cynical expression, wandered back and forth on the side, fidgeting, looking at the egg of the king beast from time to time, secretly anxious.

Perhaps, the deep fatherly love of the Poor Qi Demon Emperor has also touched the heart of this cheap donkey to a certain extent.

"Come on, Demon Emperor senior!"

At this moment, Ling Feng no longer felt that the Poor Qi Demon Emperor was a powerhouse of the demon clan, but just a father!

Great Father!

I don't know how long it took, and on the egg of the king beast, there was a cracking sound of "click".

With a flash of golden light, the egg of the king beast, which was the size of a watermelon, finally cracked.

Jin Mang rose to the sky, and a demon clan with the blood of a king beast was finally born into this world.

"It worked!"

Ling Feng smiled heartily, feeling happy for the Poor Strange Demon Emperor, and at the same time giving birth to a strange feeling, as if he had an inexplicable connection with this little young beast.

In that golden light, there was a faint hint of chaos.

He didn't know that this little young beast had once absorbed a drop of his own essence blood, so it was equivalent to having a trace of the blood of the Son of Heaven, although it was very thin, but it also gave him a trace of chaotic blood.

The little little beast was covered in flesh, with a pair of big smart eyes, looking at this strange world, curled up in the eggshell.

After a while, it stretched out its small limbs and began to devour the eggshells around it, and in the blink of an eye, it grew in size and began to cover its body with hard scales.

Different from ordinary Qi Qi, the scales on his body are not pure gold, but have a faint color of blood, and there is a very unique symbol in the center of his eyebrows.

If you identify it carefully, you will find that it is a unique divine pattern that only appears when Ling Feng urges the Eye of the Son of Heaven.

Ling Feng's complexion changed slightly, and when he saw the divine lines on the forehead of the little young beast, his heart "chuckled", but he quickly understood, it seemed that he had accidentally dripped blood on the egg of the king beast that day, and then it was absorbed by the little young beast and integrated into the bloodline.

In other words, this is a poor man with a trace of the blood of the Son of Heaven! And this trace of the blood of the Son of Heaven is also destined to be extraordinary!

"Breath of Chaos!"

The Poor Demon Emperor cried with joy, "God bless my son! God bless my son!"

Finally, the last of his strength was exhausted, and he fell backwards heavily, only to be held up by a solid arm.

"Demon Emperor senior!" it was Ling Feng's voice.

"Child...... Sub ......"

The gaze of the Poor Qi Demon Emperor always looked at the little young beast, and gradually, his consciousness became blurred.

"Senior!" Ling Feng clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, "Forget it, I can only try to be a dead horse as a live horse doctor!"

(End of chapter)